<?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: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-30986573</id><updated>2012-01-28T01:21:45.069-05:00</updated><category term='Colour'/><category term='Roses'/><title type='text'>The World of Me</title><subtitle type='html'>No sense in looking back, only forward....tomorrow will always be a new adventure</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>166</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-4974525614355429610</id><published>2011-05-26T16:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T16:13:26.837-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates...etc.</title><content type='html'>I have kept away from my blog, too much emotion floating around for one person to bear...so I have kept quiet....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kept things bottled up, just kept them to myself for the most part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here are the updates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Not in the wedding party anymore for my sister, who gets married in less than 60 days.&amp;nbsp; The last time we spoke was January 5, 2011.&amp;nbsp; We had a fight, a BIG one, about a party I wanted to throw for her, she didn't want a surprise, blah blah blah, and we got into a huge fight.&amp;nbsp; So no longer in the wedding party and no longer attending the wedding&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Have subsequently, in the last six months, asked her numerous times to talk to me, have said sorry (she feels she doesnt' owe me an apology at all, however said some of the nastiest things to me too) has said she will only speak to me if I drive to her house, knock on the door and even then she "might" answer it.....ok, DRAMA queen.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Work is good, busy...can't really complain, would like too but not going too&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In two other wedding parties, one for next feb the other for the following october, im excited for both, really know i've been asked because im wanted to be a part of their days...im excited.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;That's it really....sadly i've been living in a bubble of upset because of the whole "sister non communication thing"......its just really sad....and i feel like giving up now, I dont even want to try anymore&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;so that's it..those are the most current updates....aren't you glad you tuned in? I wish I had more positive uplifting stuff to add but at this point, im just glad that things are starting to settle down...I dont feel as sad anymore..I dont feel the same level of upset...tho every day I wonder "is this the day she decides to call"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel at some point, it's going to be too late for us.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-4974525614355429610?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/4974525614355429610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=4974525614355429610' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/4974525614355429610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/4974525614355429610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2011/05/updatesetc.html' title='Updates...etc.'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-2581382006570910548</id><published>2010-12-01T16:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T16:29:02.508-05:00</updated><title type='text'>someone was listening......</title><content type='html'>The day started like any other day....got up, it was a sunday, fuddled around a bit and didn't do a whole lot, probably just more puttering than anything else....then I ended up going to my grans for a bit, to visit and bring her some groceries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister met up with me there, bugging me constantly to go with her for coffee afterwards or to do some shopping, but I declined, just wasn't really in the mood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I got home and an email was waiting for me...from sister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saying "I hope im not to late...please consider"&lt;br /&gt;asking me to be part of her wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took time to consider it.&amp;nbsp; I talked to a few friends and then one in particular that has sisters.&amp;nbsp; I asked her what she thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her answer was simple.&amp;nbsp; Say yes. She's your sister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I did&lt;br /&gt;and now im part of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she wants me to wear YELLOW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol..good lord.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-2581382006570910548?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/2581382006570910548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=2581382006570910548' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/2581382006570910548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/2581382006570910548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2010/12/someone-was-listening.html' title='someone was listening......'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-3348017212708374622</id><published>2010-08-23T16:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T16:17:40.820-04:00</updated><title type='text'>and so it begins....</title><content type='html'>My little sister is getting married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose for most this would be a joyus festive moment in their lives, one to celebrate and find happiness in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for me, not so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, I love my sister and she is my only sister.&amp;nbsp; She has decided to have only friends with her up there to celebrate her day.&amp;nbsp; I will merely be a guest.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not quite sure how this all happened to transpire this way but I can say this.&amp;nbsp; I am hurt.&amp;nbsp; She was a part of my wedding day and the girl that is her Matron of Honor, well she didn't even want my sister at her wedding, let alone in her wedding party.&amp;nbsp; Now her reasoning is that they are NOW much closer (this is the MOH's version, I wouldn't dare say my sister disagrees, as the MOH has become somewhat of a puppet master in my sisters life....she pulls, my sister follows).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont buy it.&amp;nbsp; And what is even more upsetting is that the family, even upset, does not seem to be heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hurt.&amp;nbsp; I would have treated and given her everything that day, but now, as a mere guest, how can I do that? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have spoken to my sister about this in great lenght, but honestly there is nothing else I can do.&lt;br /&gt;Just sit back and watch it all unfold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy for her.&amp;nbsp; I just wish she would get how hurt members of the family are fo rher lack of tradition and respect for those who helped her to where she is today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the games begin.&amp;nbsp; So far she's expecting more than one engagement party (there is one planned already but it is for mostly friends, according to said MOH the family can throw their own), numerous showers are expected, etc, etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope all the friends are ready to dish it out...because after the family's disgardment of duties, it wont be us that will be throwing the parties.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's sad isn't it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean friends do come and go, some stick around, but your family, this is who yo uare given as a gift, to love, to cherish to share all the GOOD with all the BAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish she'd take her head out of her ass and realize that..cause really I dont feel like removing it for her....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-3348017212708374622?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/3348017212708374622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=3348017212708374622' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/3348017212708374622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/3348017212708374622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2010/08/and-so-it-begins.html' title='and so it begins....'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-5602125852421101798</id><published>2010-03-24T16:50:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T16:51:23.024-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/S6p7PeWl9oI/AAAAAAAAAHo/H3n5S7MsjKM/s1600/shooter.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/S6p7PeWl9oI/AAAAAAAAAHo/H3n5S7MsjKM/s320/shooter.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The love of my life is going to be 10 in two days&lt;br /&gt;blows me away with a few friends having babies recently just how old my little guy is now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's not a baby anymore, I mean 10, wow, just seems like yesterday I was pregnant and now here i am, 37 years old with a 10 year old....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's the best thing I have ever done with my life&lt;br /&gt;no regrets with this decision that's for sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he's AWESOME I couldn't ask for a better kid...totally me personality wise, im sure at some point that will bite me in the ass, but right now, it's awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday on friday KIDDO..mom sure loves you bunches!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-5602125852421101798?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/5602125852421101798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=5602125852421101798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/5602125852421101798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/5602125852421101798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2010/03/love-of-my-life-is-going-to-be-10-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/S6p7PeWl9oI/AAAAAAAAAHo/H3n5S7MsjKM/s72-c/shooter.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-2507463647905403506</id><published>2010-02-16T16:28:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T16:28:28.065-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So.....</title><content type='html'>I've gone and done it.  Booked an appointment with a nutrionist that is going to help me along the way of losing the weight that I have been carrying around for far too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate looking in the mirror now.  I knew it was time to do something when I couldn't even stand the sight of myself anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is really intersting, is no one else seems to comment on the problem BUT my mother, which I think is her natural state of mind, to critize the way I look.  I mean I realize she wants me to be happy and healthy, especially with the long emotional journey im about to partake in.  I mean I know she knows Im an emotional eater, which is probably why I want to get a handle on this now or im going to end up being kicked off some sort of airplane for being too heavy.  I know she wants what is best.  I just dont need to HEAR it every time I talk to her, know what I mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that i have to lose it.  I know it's going to be a shitload of work.  I Also know, I want to smile when I look in the mirror again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* unfortuantely I cant start this program for 6-8 weeks. It is so intense, so many people want in to see this doctor that it's that long of a wait period.....good things come to those who wait right? or would that be "weight"....either way...im ready to start.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-2507463647905403506?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/2507463647905403506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=2507463647905403506' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/2507463647905403506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/2507463647905403506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2010/02/so.html' title='So.....'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-5027385252204913638</id><published>2010-02-11T16:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T16:32:31.440-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So here I sit</title><content type='html'>Thursday...day is almost complete and yet I have no motivation WHATSOEVER&lt;br /&gt;I hate this time of year, not quite thru with winter, not feeling the warmth and promise of spring yet....however today was quite sunny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just have the blahs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need some motivation, tho, not someone lighting a fire under my ass cause lets face it, that might just make me beat someone..I mean that is just so typically me right? I want to be motivated, but dont want someone to actually motivate me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have been born a gemini...it probably would have suited me better&lt;br /&gt;tho im sure there are those out there that would say I was a die hard virgo...but there are days when I feel "twin'ed"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone MOTIVATE me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-5027385252204913638?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/5027385252204913638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=5027385252204913638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/5027385252204913638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/5027385252204913638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2010/02/so-here-i-sit.html' title='So here I sit'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-2558496030274150230</id><published>2010-02-09T18:37:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T18:39:07.388-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesome!</title><content type='html'>I have slept! Omg ifeel so awesome it's amazing what a great night of sleep can do. Tho now I that I have caught up on my sleep a bit my senses are higtened and I'm noticing more around me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Fawk there are sone awful people driving these days...... Alas that is for another post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-2558496030274150230?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/2558496030274150230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=2558496030274150230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/2558496030274150230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/2558496030274150230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2010/02/awesome.html' title='Awesome!'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-700566054469968243</id><published>2010-02-04T16:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T16:34:21.035-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Argh....</title><content type='html'>I&amp;nbsp;haven't slept truly in days, I feel that most nights I get up at least 3-4 times.&amp;nbsp; Im actually going out after work today to get an herbal type remedy that was recommended by a friend just in the hopes that I might get 8 solid hours tonight.....oh the joy of 8 hours of sleep.....seems like such a little thing I realize at this moment but right now, it's all im thinking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel blah.&amp;nbsp; I can't shake this blah feeling.&amp;nbsp; I need a BLAH shaker.....suggestions welcome...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate feeling like I have no motivation whatsoever.&amp;nbsp; Im not a sitter, I dont ever sit still and yet lately all I ever want to do is sit still.&amp;nbsp; Seems like Im in a funk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to be de-funked....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-700566054469968243?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/700566054469968243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=700566054469968243' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/700566054469968243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/700566054469968243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2010/02/argh.html' title='Argh....'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-1363777873968171660</id><published>2010-02-02T11:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T11:32:51.402-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New year</title><content type='html'>New decisions, new directions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am all about looking forward, not backwards so it's time to proceed in said direction.&lt;br /&gt;There are days when i just want to stay in bed and hide under the covers.&amp;nbsp; Unfortunately people are going to come looking, that I know for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want it all to be over with now, the leaving, the separation, the want for a new life.&lt;br /&gt;I know it's just not going to be as easy as I want it to be.&amp;nbsp; Or will it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time will tell I guess, but I know it's what I want to do now&lt;br /&gt;i've tried, tried for 2 years to make something work that I know is just never going to be back to the level it used to be.&amp;nbsp; And I dont want to settle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here I am, New year, New Blog look, New me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now if I wasn't just so damn scared......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-1363777873968171660?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/1363777873968171660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=1363777873968171660' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/1363777873968171660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/1363777873968171660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2010/02/new-year.html' title='New year'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-4191946306487990782</id><published>2009-11-03T13:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T13:03:06.801-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I honestly....</title><content type='html'>feel like I need to make a decision&lt;br /&gt;that im living my life in never ending limbo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to make some major life changes and I feel like im so afraid to take the "leap"&lt;br /&gt;yeah if I dont then I might regret it for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im just scared, that's all it is, plain old fashioned fear....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of these days, ill take the leap............one of these days.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-4191946306487990782?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/4191946306487990782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=4191946306487990782' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/4191946306487990782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/4191946306487990782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-honestly.html' title='I honestly....'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-4280103286983091844</id><published>2009-09-04T12:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T12:10:19.295-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress.....</title><content type='html'>....I am not handling it well these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think with the kind of environment I grew up in, that when I got older i'd be able to deal with a good amount of stress, but able to filter what is important and what isn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't do it anymore.  I dont know if it's because I can't be bothered, I dont have the physical energy to deal with it anymore or I really really just dont care. I just feel most of the time so very lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't change people.  I wish I could.  I wish I could sometimes let others see what I see, hear what I hear and then subsequently feel the way I feel.  Sounds almost like a hitler like existance doesn't it? DO it, DO IT NOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont really mean it that way tho.  I just wish that people would remove the rose coloured glasses and be able to see what is right in front of them.  Hell I wish I was able to do it most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I care too much, that's what it is.  That parts of me, while i'd like to say dont give two shits what other people think, deep down, I really and truly do.  That need to "belong" to the group and be accepted, i've never been able to fully grow out of. I wish I could most of the time, break away from the norm and just not care.  There was a time in my life that I was able to do that.  I was most happiest then. These days, I just dont feel happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know it's affecting me.  I dont sleep much anymore, I haven' t had a restful sleep in months.  And to make matters worse, I've become so addicted to sugar that I litearlly at times feel like it's a drug.  The only thing that makes me feel better.  Tho, I guess in the bigger picture, sugar is better than say drugs or alcohol....but really, is it? "Yes andrea, your liver is in tack but your stomach has a MASSIVE hole from the sugar you consume"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah...might be time to walk away from the sugar......well...maybe....soon.....ok, yeah who am I kidding..I ain't putting it down JUST yet.....my mothers coming to town...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-4280103286983091844?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/4280103286983091844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=4280103286983091844' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/4280103286983091844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/4280103286983091844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2009/09/stress.html' title='Stress.....'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-6525512992113361718</id><published>2009-07-04T09:06:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T09:11:02.015-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HAIR BANDS</title><content type='html'>yup...off to see TWO tonight.....(cheap trick is on the bill as well but really are they a HAIR band, no , I dont really think they fall in that category)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so cheap trick.......POISON...and the closer...Def Leopard.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should be a great night of summertime temperatures....beer... (which I dont drink but seems to go with the theme of hairbands)......kicking it back outside with our "lawn" seats and since there is a group of 12 of us going...should be lots of laughter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sidenote..the EX best friend is going with her idiot drunken boyfriend, who btw, loves to, if we ever run into each other at various concert venues, start shit with me, even when I really REALLY dont feel the need to engage in conversations with either of them......I just wanna go and have a good time....tho I can't help but admit, the inner bitch in me wouldn't mind pushing them both down the hill at the venue..........I wouldn't, but hey can't I at least FANTASIZE about it????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-6525512992113361718?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/6525512992113361718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=6525512992113361718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/6525512992113361718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/6525512992113361718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2009/07/hair-bands.html' title='HAIR BANDS'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-7227357394093401040</id><published>2009-06-29T16:24:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T16:25:07.046-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel</title><content type='html'>on most days of late im drowning&lt;br /&gt;in emotions that im not ready to deal with and I should be dammit it's almost been a year and a half now.&lt;br /&gt;I dont know what im going to do&lt;br /&gt;I think maybe im just scared to take the leap and im almost 100% sure I have to take&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or im going to lose myself&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-7227357394093401040?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/7227357394093401040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=7227357394093401040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/7227357394093401040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/7227357394093401040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-feel.html' title='I feel'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-5457183268140716868</id><published>2009-06-15T12:55:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T12:58:36.864-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ok....</title><content type='html'>I supposed that last post was just a bit too general, without the specifics that are currently clouding my thoughts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like so many people are trying so desperately to be someone they just aren't&lt;br /&gt;and I can't figure it out.  I mean seriously why would ANYONE want to spend hours at a time trying to be someone they aren't.   It must be exhausting&lt;br /&gt;and then to invest time in getting to know that person only to find out that they dupped you, they aren't that person at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep a small group of friends, more and more it proves to me just why I do that.  I dont want to be around people who are afraid to be themselves and are scared of their own faults.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lots of faults, TONS in fact, but I dont let them define me, I dont allow them to overshadow who I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is entitled to an opinion of another person, it's true.  And I welcome anyone's opinion of me, HOWEVER with one condition....dont feel you can have an opinion about me without having your own faults on display....that is my only stipulation.  I dont think you can walk around judging and having opinions about others unless you are willing to put yourself on full display as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey, that's just how I see it....and from my experience, most people are afraid to go that far.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-5457183268140716868?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/5457183268140716868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=5457183268140716868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/5457183268140716868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/5457183268140716868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2009/06/ok.html' title='ok....'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-6807613045555943360</id><published>2009-06-15T11:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T11:53:13.991-04:00</updated><title type='text'>People...</title><content type='html'>seriously suck&lt;br /&gt;I mean what else can I say BUT that&lt;br /&gt;they totally 100% suck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think there might be like 1-2 that I personally know of that dont&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone else is just a fake version of what they REALLY need to step up and admit they are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAWD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-6807613045555943360?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/6807613045555943360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=6807613045555943360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/6807613045555943360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/6807613045555943360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2009/06/people.html' title='People...'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-1713680703070100947</id><published>2008-12-21T08:16:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T08:26:28.053-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas......</title><content type='html'>Truly brings out the best AND worse in people....&lt;br /&gt;I find myself bouncing between the two...however random christmas thoughts ARE in order....so here we go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weight watchers is a REAL problem this time of year, just let me put that out there..with all the cookies and chocolates and stuff that people have out...christ even going to the STORES is a challenge....im thinking of having food delivered for the next few weeks just so I dont have to go out....but hey I lost a pound this week so yeah me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go out and go ice skating...even tobogganing.....now I just have to convince my inner self that dressing up warmly will matter and I wont freeze to death while outside....THAT argument should take me to spring and then it wont be an issue....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to be outside in this weather tho...I love it when it's snowing...so the above statement was clearly written by my alter ego "mz crabpants" as I like to call her....or DQ to those special few who've dubbed her that....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to go to the liquor store...cause well, one needs liquor at christmas...all that family....small confinded space of a living room..presents and paper galore......one needs to liquidly medicate......maybe that's just me......oh well..moving on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im DONE my shopping and im all wrapped too..all presents under tree.....$20 says i'll STILL be out on christmas eve picking shit up tho....it's bound to happen....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have my turkey......small for me 14 lbs..I think because of the weather there will only be 3 of us at dinner..lol.........guess im eating turkey for 2 weeks..oh well..I like the BIRD...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, so out to shovel.....I mean we HAVE a snowblower..but I like to contribute...cause really snowblowing is a BOYS job (hey im all for girls can do what boys can do...but seriously I like to LABEL things when I dont want to do them..I admit that....and really I dont want to snowblow.....)...but I consider my shoveling the stoop and the front walkway contribution.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MERRY HO HO to ALL!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-1713680703070100947?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-7865666292556078536?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/7865666292556078536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=7865666292556078536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/7865666292556078536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/7865666292556078536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-hope-everyone-had-great-halloween-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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before bedtime before falling almost exhausted myself into bed, only to wake up the next morning to do it all over again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel the need to be inspired....for something to fall "into place" so I can go "yup, ok, that ALL makes sense now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not happening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i can have the hope of it happening someday....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooner rather than later would be GREAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if anyone knows someone that could you know..speed up the process..im all for it....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-8350528810052779223?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/8350528810052779223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>Finding fun with the Kid I love most</title><content type='html'>I so love this kid.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SO6lOKvuQmI/AAAAAAAAAFk/ZSxtQuHpYLA/s1600-h/2008_1009floors0087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255319478009217634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SO6lOKvuQmI/AAAAAAAAAFk/ZSxtQuHpYLA/s320/2008_1009floors0087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SO6kUFbuJAI/AAAAAAAAAFc/s07fDSpxDJI/s1600-h/2008_1009floors0079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255318480150733826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SO6kUFbuJAI/AAAAAAAAAFc/s07fDSpxDJI/s320/2008_1009floors0079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A total ham he is.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SO6jwE2ts3I/AAAAAAAAAFU/cbQr_mYBEz4/s1600-h/2008_1009floors0078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255317861520225138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SO6jwE2ts3I/AAAAAAAAAFU/cbQr_mYBEz4/s320/2008_1009floors0078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Come on mom, you can do it TOO!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SO6jTatEm6I/AAAAAAAAAFM/CME95u7huSA/s1600-h/2008_1009floors0075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255317369169157026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SO6jTatEm6I/AAAAAAAAAFM/CME95u7huSA/s320/2008_1009floors0075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things that happen when Tonio and mom get a hold of the camera&lt;/div&gt;He is the best part of my life....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-1233536537643197368?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/1233536537643197368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=1233536537643197368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/1233536537643197368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/1233536537643197368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2008/10/finding-fun-with-kid-i-love-most.html' title='Finding fun with the Kid I love most'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SO6lOKvuQmI/AAAAAAAAAFk/ZSxtQuHpYLA/s72-c/2008_1009floors0087.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-2733138960132252710</id><published>2008-10-07T21:02:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T21:03:58.331-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I really......</title><content type='html'>.......feel like im living out of a suitcase&lt;br /&gt;forever HALF packed&lt;br /&gt;do I stay&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do I go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do I change it?&lt;br /&gt;do I chance it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seems like a no end in sight group of questions that really only amount to 8 words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and fuck dude, it's just scary&lt;br /&gt;but im holding on tight&lt;br /&gt;to think that I deserve better&lt;br /&gt;that im better THAN this&lt;br /&gt;and that my inner strength will get me thru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just really could use a hug or two....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-2733138960132252710?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/2733138960132252710/comments/default' 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-3936859494325997301</id><published>2008-09-03T18:02:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T18:05:07.016-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Blah...</title><content type='html'>is exactly  how I feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no real reason for it&lt;br /&gt;just how I feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like I could get the GREATEST news ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah ok whatever, that's exactly how im feeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I toss it all out there and never get back what I give&lt;br /&gt;and I suppose im just giving up.........&lt;br /&gt;.....maybe not giving up&lt;br /&gt;going on hiatus, to being a nice person.....to giving as much as people want me to give and never getting back what I think I give out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to say it&lt;br /&gt;but I think my breaking point is finally here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just dont have the ability for bullshit anymore, for giving when I dong give back what I give, for trusting those who dont deserve it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time for me to put ME first&lt;br /&gt;to put myself in the drivers seat and give to ME and my SON first..... and if anything is left...give to others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad isn't it......but it's where my head is right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont like it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-3936859494325997301?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/3936859494325997301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=3936859494325997301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/3936859494325997301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/3936859494325997301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2008/09/blah.html' title='Blah...'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-8864547387331661785</id><published>2008-08-12T18:44:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T18:47:39.361-04:00</updated><title type='text'>BTW</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SKISvGYF-cI/AAAAAAAAAFE/RA4vou9lwNA/s1600-h/2008_0715variant0087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233766317332756930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SKISvGYF-cI/AAAAAAAAAFE/RA4vou9lwNA/s320/2008_0715variant0087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I bought a new CAR&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;that's right, bRAND SPANKING NEW&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;well ok, she had 54 kilometers when I drove her out of the parking lot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;btw, did I mention there are now 2400 on the car.....yeah I have issues but I took it up north twice.....600 kilometers in total on those two drives&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and this weekend, we went to the states....WHOOT WHOOT...course im cheering for the shopping.....cause man did I shop....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but AINT she pretty....it's a teaser shot..but still......the colour..oh the colour, I was so happy to get her..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I named her lola....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-8864547387331661785?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/8864547387331661785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=8864547387331661785' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/8864547387331661785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/8864547387331661785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2008/08/btw.html' title='BTW'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SKISvGYF-cI/AAAAAAAAAFE/RA4vou9lwNA/s72-c/2008_0715variant0087.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-8459427432994601348</id><published>2008-08-11T21:15:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T21:19:47.361-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I am convinced.....</title><content type='html'>...that stupid people have some sort of strange probe in me and they can track me down at any given moment........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;might explain why I have this sudden flash headache sorta thing going on now once in a while, but I digress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can try all different kinds of ways to get to work, to no avail...there will be a dumbass on the road either in front of me braking 100 yards BEFORE the lights...or some flippant idiot yapping away on his cell phone and slides "this close" to the back of my car while braking in a panic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's inevidable...they just FIND me...&lt;br /&gt;They are working at the tim hortons I frequent......&lt;br /&gt;They are calling me at the office asking RIDICULOUS questions like I actually would have hte answer as to what the current electrical current going thru our walls is (actually happened) and i swear im now getting crank calls and texts on my phone from virtual strangers that im QUITE SURE have nothing better to do than bother me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds a bit egotiscial, I admit...but i mean come ON if someone makes the a mistake and calls me as a wrong number, fine, ONCE is ok...two...well ok..but FOUR TIMES?? in the course of an HOUR....come on that HAS to be record...somewhere im sure of it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some days I think it's best just to stay under the covers...where it's safe.................well till the cats find me anyway....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-8459427432994601348?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/8459427432994601348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=8459427432994601348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which seems strange for me to say, even write it down now considering I rant the amount that I do...but it's true, im too nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I save the zingers and I never use them when I want too most&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give up my time to help others, a whole lot more than I think I should or need too..but if someone needs me, im there to help&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I assume way too much blame on myself, even when something isn't my fault, I'll be right there to go "ok, what did I possibly do to make this bad and what CAN I do to make things better right now..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh.....I need to learn to be meaner.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;know what tho? it's never going to happen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause id not like myself as a meanie..and honestly I like being nice to others...someday it's got to pay off right?...tho I think people are nice to me......usually.....sometimes.....yeah ok, someday it's going to pay off....&lt;div 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nice...'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-881179876039712274</id><published>2008-06-27T22:27:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T22:34:03.901-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Proud mamma Bear</title><content type='html'>Left work early today to take the kidlet to wonderland &lt;a href="http://www.canadaswonderland.com/"&gt;www.canadaswonderland.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we have seasons passes, which are totally worth it cause not only are there some of the most INCREDIBLE rollercoasters in this place, but a full sized, awesome water park...so it's totally worth the trip...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check it out....the website is pretty cool and at least in reading, you can reference the rides..which makes for a more interactive blog experience if you want my humble opinion.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonio is not rollercoaster savy yet&lt;br /&gt;HE Wants to be&lt;br /&gt;but he's not yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well TONIGHT he started his climb into ROLLERCOASTER COOLNESS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's been on ALOT of the roller coasters in the park already, but there are TWO that are pretty insane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flight Deck&lt;br /&gt;and Behemoth! (the newest coaster, boasting to be the BIGGEST in canada..it mirrors Supermand at six flags)....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kid rocked "FLIGHT DECK", which is a rollercoaster that, when you are riding, your feet dangle out of and the G-Force is intense and for alot of 8 year olds, it wouldn't even be something they would do, but my little man....totally fearless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and mommy was proud....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tho...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy now needs a graval.......cause you know...mommy isn't as young as she USED to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but HEY, it was worth it..to see the smile afterwards!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-881179876039712274?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/881179876039712274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=881179876039712274' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/881179876039712274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/881179876039712274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2008/06/proud-mamma-bear.html' title='Proud mamma Bear'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-7652835961425277629</id><published>2008-06-24T18:31:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T18:36:58.654-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ARGH!</title><content type='html'>im done with stupid people&lt;br /&gt;seriously&lt;br /&gt;im totally done&lt;br /&gt;I give up&lt;br /&gt;Im throwing in the towel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next stupid person that crosses my path is getting a smack....even if it's a random stranger..lol, im just AT that point....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize that EVERYONE has a different learning curve&lt;br /&gt;I realize that not everyone is going to GET IT the first time around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if someone gives you instructions on how to do something (me)&lt;br /&gt;and you (idiot) DONT write the stuff down (as recommended BY ME  because you (idiot) have shown in the past you (idiot) can't remember things off the top of your (idiot) head)&lt;br /&gt;and then when the mistake happens over and over again&lt;br /&gt;Im going to get less and less patient with you (idiot) and im probably going to lose MY cool&lt;br /&gt;that's just how I am&lt;br /&gt;and I hate going around in circles&lt;br /&gt;it's why I avoid rides that spin........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-7652835961425277629?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/7652835961425277629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=7652835961425277629' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/7652835961425277629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/7652835961425277629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2008/06/argh.html' title='ARGH!'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-8840523761188428435</id><published>2008-06-17T11:43:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T11:59:39.919-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wackie Weather...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SFfd6nVXrbI/AAAAAAAAAE8/1Utyk0-iMTA/s1600-h/2008_0613fathersday0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212879092765404594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SFfd6nVXrbI/AAAAAAAAAE8/1Utyk0-iMTA/s320/2008_0613fathersday0016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me set the mood...fathers day..up at my dads..and this is the first view of the day...side shot off the dock and probably one of the most tranquil....this is their neighbours dock..and the mouth of the channel that leads into the lake..where their house is situated is right along the Trent waterway system, so alot of boats cross..you can easily spend hours a day just sitting and watching, but MY facination for the camera this day was the weather...and just how incredible the sky can be sometimes..in a very short period of time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SFfdRg42e-I/AAAAAAAAAEs/DR3kdiVH3LQ/s1600-h/2008_0613fathersday0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212878386660539362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SFfdRg42e-I/AAAAAAAAAEs/DR3kdiVH3LQ/s320/2008_0613fathersday0015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Turn to the right, this the other view...my dad and I took a father/daughter canoe ride out to one of the island homes and back...was really fun..this was just after we got back and just before my sister and I decided to then go for a ride......tho it was a quick one, as the weather was moving in faster than we could paddle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SFfdL4fvUAI/AAAAAAAAAEk/RJlS-6sk-FI/s1600-h/2008_0613fathersday0017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212878289918447618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SFfdL4fvUAI/AAAAAAAAAEk/RJlS-6sk-FI/s320/2008_0613fathersday0017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my sister on the end of the dock..doing some sort of ritual RAIN dance or something..I just couldn't get over the darkness of the clouds and the sun shinning as if it had the right to be out with those dark clouds....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SFfdB_GjE_I/AAAAAAAAAEc/b5QpdVd5nv8/s1600-h/2008_0613fathersday0067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212878119893144562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SFfdB_GjE_I/AAAAAAAAAEc/b5QpdVd5nv8/s320/2008_0613fathersday0067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Laying on the dock..sister in front, then me...and the contrast to the light against the clouds was so pretty, I HAD to take a picture, even if I was laying down when I did it.....dont ask me about my sisters legs.....even I cant' explain it but SHE says it's comfie to have her legs up against the rails of the swimming ladder like that...not my place to question..lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SFfc5cugxwI/AAAAAAAAAEU/patDEzEvUas/s1600-h/2008_0613fathersday0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212877973226571522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SFfc5cugxwI/AAAAAAAAAEU/patDEzEvUas/s320/2008_0613fathersday0020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Darkness looms.....the sun started to fade.....this is taken from the house actually off the deck....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SFfcxqQMjDI/AAAAAAAAAEM/O97Cbl_BUBc/s1600-h/2008_0613fathersday0036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212877839418559538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SFfcxqQMjDI/AAAAAAAAAEM/O97Cbl_BUBc/s320/2008_0613fathersday0036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fluffy white clouds, constrast with the dark....I thought it looked neat, I was sitting on the edge of the dock looking west&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SFfcqJlzReI/AAAAAAAAAEE/gccwDB3Gaqo/s1600-h/2008_0613fathersday0040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212877710391723490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SFfcqJlzReI/AAAAAAAAAEE/gccwDB3Gaqo/s320/2008_0613fathersday0040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then looking east....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SFfckXlxF0I/AAAAAAAAAD8/CrNDksL7IY8/s1600-h/2008_0613fathersday0083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212877611070461762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SFfckXlxF0I/AAAAAAAAAD8/CrNDksL7IY8/s320/2008_0613fathersday0083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Coming home across the 401 that night..I couldn't resist taking pictures out of the car..I was surprised to get some of these, considering how hard the rain was falling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SFfcezgtNaI/AAAAAAAAAD0/6gPJlffjfo8/s1600-h/2008_0613fathersday0085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212877515486213538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SFfcezgtNaI/AAAAAAAAAD0/6gPJlffjfo8/s320/2008_0613fathersday0085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; you see something like this....it gives you chills.....it was almost spiritual to watch the sun try to again peek out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SFfcapmx8qI/AAAAAAAAADs/sBl-d-alDOg/s1600-h/2008_0613fathersday0086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212877444107858594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SFfcapmx8qI/AAAAAAAAADs/sBl-d-alDOg/s320/2008_0613fathersday0086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And finally end the night as surreal as the day started......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what a lovely show the sky gave us that day.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so I felt the want to share....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SFfcJ0E-HkI/AAAAAAAAADk/sSrQKexkyvo/s1600-h/2008_0613fathersday0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SFfb4-H41jI/AAAAAAAAADc/Y282BRRJLjY/s1600-h/2008_0613fathersday0027.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-8840523761188428435?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/8840523761188428435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=8840523761188428435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/8840523761188428435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/8840523761188428435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2008/06/wackie-weather.html' title='Wackie Weather...'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SFfd6nVXrbI/AAAAAAAAAE8/1Utyk0-iMTA/s72-c/2008_0613fathersday0016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-8865132439711541764</id><published>2008-06-14T07:25:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T07:35:54.464-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Roses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Colour'/><title type='text'>pretty pretty pretty.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SFOsQ7RKVEI/AAAAAAAAADU/0_LWfxw9F0U/s1600-h/2008_0610flowers0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211698600585352258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SFOsQ7RKVEI/AAAAAAAAADU/0_LWfxw9F0U/s320/2008_0610flowers0010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Welcome to Andrea's Rose gardens....the tour starts NOW.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SFOrD_QUUyI/AAAAAAAAADM/asiyiWnmDRQ/s1600-h/2008_0610flowers0021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211697278805627682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SFOrD_QUUyI/AAAAAAAAADM/asiyiWnmDRQ/s320/2008_0610flowers0021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OK, right off the pretty pretty pretty is for the ROSES.....anyone that knows me well enough knows i'd NEVER post that about myself.......maybe in JEST but thats about it&lt;br /&gt;Im very proud of my rose garden this year.....they are HUGE......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SFOq-zbaULI/AAAAAAAAADE/2cn9IGSlW0Y/s1600-h/2008_0610flowers0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211697189731586226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SFOq-zbaULI/AAAAAAAAADE/2cn9IGSlW0Y/s320/2008_0610flowers0006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have to admit, this girls is my fave..the colour is just decadent and one that I did not know was going to come up this colour and when she poked her head thru...I was forever taken by her beauty....this was the FIRST bud out.....so I had to photograph her.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SFOq1-lFalI/AAAAAAAAAC8/BezU87aIuiQ/s1600-h/2008_0610flowers0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211697038106126930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="285" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SFOq1-lFalI/AAAAAAAAAC8/BezU87aIuiQ/s320/2008_0610flowers0009.JPG" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my second rose garden.....surrounded by impatients and geraniums...in orange and purple..which I searched HIGH and low for......finding enough purple and orange was enough of a challenge in impatients but GERANIUMS in PURPLE...that was just luck on my part...and I had to get them....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SFOqvdWh4nI/AAAAAAAAAC0/0-prtywJx58/s1600-h/2008_0610flowers0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211696926107492978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SFOqvdWh4nI/AAAAAAAAAC0/0-prtywJx58/s320/2008_0610flowers0003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hello GORGEOUS........second rose garden blooming away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I confess right out, I usually have a black black thumb, which is why im so proud of this garden this year.....I give alot of credit to my father in law..I call him the ROSE whisper'er....I dont know how or what the man does to help my pretty girls along here...but whatever it is...THIS year, they are definately happy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-8865132439711541764?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/8865132439711541764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=8865132439711541764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/8865132439711541764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/8865132439711541764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2008/06/pretty-pretty-pretty.html' title='pretty pretty pretty.....'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SFOsQ7RKVEI/AAAAAAAAADU/0_LWfxw9F0U/s72-c/2008_0610flowers0010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-2765104251900736135</id><published>2008-06-14T07:14:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T07:21:40.907-04:00</updated><title type='text'>why........</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SFOotSIMEKI/AAAAAAAAACs/w_5lfmg_-CE/s1600-h/2008_0610flowers0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...am I up this early on saturday...I should have some sort of internal clock that knows it's saturday and that knows I want to sleep in LATE cause it's SATURDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah it's just not going to happen is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.....Im totally up and might as well get my day started....maybe I'll go to the gym...work out a bit..then go do some grocery shopping...fathers day shopping...then. have to take tonio to the inlaws cause we're going ot a stag and doe tonight, gotta do my hair...chose an outfit....find the right SHOES............wow..im tired just writing that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, maybe I WILL go back to bed....lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if anyone feels like making me breakie while I go back to bed...please...have it delivered....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-2765104251900736135?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/2765104251900736135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=2765104251900736135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/2765104251900736135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/2765104251900736135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2008/06/why.html' title='why........'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-5247925260266901857</id><published>2008-06-10T20:36:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T20:48:09.128-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's so true.....</title><content type='html'>.....you can't pick your family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now granted, I am pretty lucky, I have a good dad and a pretty cool step mom...my mom is cool too and my sister, well ok, we're SISTERS so we used to fight about EVERYTHING but now as adults (wow did I just say I was an adult) well yes as ADULTS we do definately get along better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I married a man with a brother&lt;br /&gt;and a brother in law I have&lt;br /&gt;and have had off and on for now 12 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then FACEBOOK starts and he searches us out again...."bygones be bygones", blah blah blah and cautiously  we let the ball roll again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIG MISTAKE&lt;br /&gt;what a DRAMA queen this man is&lt;br /&gt;he's a total tool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gets OFF on making others angry and upset - I've never met ONE friend of his, which makes me believe he has none, which makes perfect sense considering he's tried to whore in on my friends since he met them....not tha tit matters, we have all figured out how JEALOUS he is and how desperate he wants to have a friend like I have friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now the worse part.....as some know, my marriage hasn't been all sunshine and roses lately and joey and I have gone thru some tough shit..and as much as we have been trying to work things thru it seems his brother is out to sabatage me..trying on many angles to WANTINGLY hurt me...for nothing more than amusement...because he cant STAND anytong having more than him..or being more than him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it ends for me&lt;br /&gt;im done with the bullshit and the games&lt;br /&gt;he walks around with this whole "I dont play games" attitude, yet can't date anyone for more than a few weeks before they "break up" but it's ALWAYS the girls fault&lt;br /&gt;yeah ok whatever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I feel now for this person, it's pity, which is sad, cause I wanted to love him as my brother in law, but he didn't want me as a sister in law&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think he fears women..more than one person in the circle have actually said he HATES them.....because any woman that could posess or show more strength of character than him, well that would make him VERY afraid..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few tips for said "brother in law"&lt;br /&gt;ditch the fancy car, no one is impressed&lt;br /&gt;get your act together&lt;br /&gt;get a therapist&lt;br /&gt;work it out&lt;br /&gt;MOVE forward....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make the journey a good one...cause if you go thru life miserable, seriously what's the point?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-5247925260266901857?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/5247925260266901857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=5247925260266901857' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/5247925260266901857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/5247925260266901857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-so-true.html' title='It&apos;s so true.....'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-3076451242889321129</id><published>2008-06-09T19:33:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T19:42:32.064-04:00</updated><title type='text'>5 things......</title><content type='html'>So im borrowing this from JIN's page, cause I found it there and it seemed fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things you MAY not know about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Im very very very insecure.  I hide behind a wackie sense of humor and I always change the subject when someone starts to talk about me in a good way.  I dont like to be the centre of attention at all and would always rather be out in a group of people I feel the MOST comfortable around. I change the subject immediately when someone compliments me and I usually second or thirdly guess myself....and I can relate with JIN in the fact that men have ALWAYS thought I was unapproachable....they think im too confident..yeah ok, whatever..if they only knew...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  I have obessive compulsive disorder....totally 100%.  Going along with that I have almost no short term memory due to an accident when I was 17.  I seriously cannot usually remember if i've done something (like lock the front door or turned off the computer)  I do things in patterns, generally in groups of three and im always checking things over and over and I actually have to repeat myself sometimes. I take alot of notes for this reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I wanted a boy when i was pregnant.  In fact so much so that if I had HAD A girl, albeit I would have been happy, it would have taken just a little bit of time for me to feel that elated...in my heart of hearts and soul I 100% admit I wanted a son.  Someone was clearly listening...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I have abandonment issues.  I worry constantly that people are going to leave me.  I have come to the conclusion that it has to do with the fact that my mom left our family when I was 12..I think things like that can haunt you forever.  I have the GREATEST friends in the world and a lovely family, but that fear is always with me.....the people that im closest with can detect the signs but usually im pretty good at hiding them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I am VERY spiritual...not to be confused with reglion, which I feel is a glorified business, but spiritual....I truly believe that every single person on this planet, the person you're in love with now, you've been in love with before, in a previous life.  Im very sure that everyone has a soul mate, a kindred spirit that just GETS you...and each time around, you find them again.  I believe that no, not everything comes back to haunt you, because I think there is room where mistakes are allowed, but I think that those who talk the talk but dont walk the walk will ALWAYS have karma to bite them in the ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so maybe some of you knew this, maybe some of you didn't..but hey, now you do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-3076451242889321129?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/3076451242889321129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=3076451242889321129' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/3076451242889321129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/3076451242889321129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2008/06/5-things.html' title='5 things......'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-85266664033696478</id><published>2008-06-07T08:36:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T08:42:19.390-04:00</updated><title type='text'>FAAAAAAAAAAAAWWWWKKKK</title><content type='html'>Could it be a little hotter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN exactly did this become the SUN?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont DEAL well with the heat at all....I mean 22/23 I can deal with that, even up to 27/28....but when the humidex reaches 42, I have ISSUES, I get breathing issues, I get sweatie.....actually I shouldn't really be complaining or not used to that...sounds like a sexual experience dont it? **lol**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevermind the fact that I have naturally curly hair and NOW I look like shirly temple....now THAT is definately worth bitching about....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-85266664033696478?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/85266664033696478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=85266664033696478' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our headoffice is in VANcouver so we dont really have a BIG boss in our office, I mean we do have a "boss" of sorts, but he's wicked cool and generally not someone I worry about too much..we get along fairly well&lt;br /&gt;but one of the BIG bosses is coming in..one of the trips he takes a year to come out and check in on our office (there are three eastern offices in various provinces)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so naturally im a little on edge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I think I do a pretty good job..I enjoy it, so I think that is reflected in my work and I think I manage my time pretty well and I dont think im really much of a slacker or anything so REALLY why am I worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****unless at some point, all my inside thoughts became OUTSIDE thoughts in a random fit that I just dont remember******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nawwwwwwwww, that never happened......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think if bubble thoughts were actually visable..I'd haven gotten in trouble LONG ago......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-2613990392303258065?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/2613990392303258065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=2613990392303258065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/2613990392303258065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/2613990392303258065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2008/06/jitters.html' title='Jitters'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-8325491548533458346</id><published>2008-06-01T19:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T19:36:20.335-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ola...on a sunday evening...</title><content type='html'>So here I sit..sunday evening....just finished a "re-do" in my garden as I was NOT happy with the colours I had originally chosen...so I redid the whole thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;purple and orange galore and I LOVE It..I will post pictures at some point, just too damn lazy to pull out the camera right now....that's horrid isn't it...being too lazy to walk to the other room and get the camera, hook it up to the computer, download the pictures, put them in a file, then upload them to my blog....actually when you read it, it really does sound like too much work, so no, I dont feel bad not doing it yet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have had a long week..my chum's mom died a week ago yesterday, so this week was the visitations, the funeral the downtime with my friend when he needed me.  After a 7 month battle with cancer, his mom finally is at peace.  Such a loving home/family unit she had around her, he is lucky to have been raised in such an envionment where loving her children was his mothers' FIRST priority.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart and soul was so upset by the loss his family is now faced with.  Makes you really take appreciation in the blessings you have in your own life.  For those that I have not always seen, I am so grateful for now and for those I KNEW were blessings, I feel even more so now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I haven't had much time to sit and write, that is why. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also been dealing with, well not dealing with really but more forced to listen too other peoples drama this week..mainly one person....who really needs a swift kick in the ass.  All boils down to one simple thing..if you wish to DISH the insults, DISH the teasing, then you better DAMN WELL be able to take it...or you should not be opening your mouth at all....seems simple enough but I swear there are alot of people that dont get that simple little life rule and REALLY need to grow the fuck up.........and honestly the bullshit attached to this behaviour is ridiculous...seriously, a little harmless teasing is fair, I think in life, and if you can't laugh at yourself, REALLY whats the point of even getting up in the morning...cause I swear if I didn't laugh at myself most days....there really wouldn't be any point of doing anything....so I dont get how some just dont get that life's lessons...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'est la vie....lifes' too short to overanalyize.........well ok SOMETMES it's fun tho...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-8325491548533458346?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/8325491548533458346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=8325491548533458346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/8325491548533458346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/8325491548533458346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2008/06/olaon-sunday-evening.html' title='ola...on a sunday evening...'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-1161960753265885468</id><published>2008-05-26T20:55:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T21:00:47.066-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Sounds like a line from "live, it's saturday nighttttttttt"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got my hair done...REALLY different..not sure if im used to it yet, but i'll post a picture in this bloggie so you can see it&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204855297821290050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDtcUR3yrkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/flEAf2ltnjc/s320/meee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wadda ya think? please be honest......(and no comments about the messie room, im AWARE..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I also got a new tattoo...which I dont photograph, nor post, cause im pretty private about my tattoos, but it means "mother and son" and it's on the inside of my wrist..I love it....it's my 5th..and most of mine are hidden for the most part, but this one is the first that is pretty much always visable...a new thing for me..but im digging in........&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have no other updates regarding myself....this is my monday night, just got home from dinner with the hubbie (it's it's bday, happy bday dear) and my cutie son, so now im going to sit back, have a bevie and relax the night away....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;happy monday all...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-1161960753265885468?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/1161960753265885468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=1161960753265885468' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/1161960753265885468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/1161960753265885468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2008/05/weekend-update.html' title='Weekend update'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDtcUR3yrkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/flEAf2ltnjc/s72-c/meee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-7604858153019282264</id><published>2008-05-21T18:53:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T18:54:50.129-04:00</updated><title type='text'>*sigh*</title><content type='html'>Why is it that I can call for, even have to scream for my awesome 8 year old to come downstairs or take a dish to the sink and for some reason, it takes till like the 4th or 5th time that i've asked before he moves because he acts as tho he has not HEARD me at all......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet if I have opened up the cookie bag downstairs in the kitchen and he's upstairs...he TURBO runs down knowing I've done it before I even get it open......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids man............or maybe it's just a GUY thing in general....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-7604858153019282264?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/7604858153019282264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=7604858153019282264' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/7604858153019282264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/7604858153019282264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2008/05/sigh.html' title='*sigh*'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-3118506624141958971</id><published>2008-05-18T19:41:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T19:42:49.428-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mental Note</title><content type='html'>Never EVER tell an 8 year old that you MIGHT go and see the fireworks tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never EVER mention it 5 hours before you are intending on leaving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because I swear....I've now been asked EVERY 5 min for the last two hours..."mom, are you SURE it's not time to go yet"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Sigh**..you'd think by NOW I'd know these things...clearly I did not get enough sleep last night...lol.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-3118506624141958971?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/3118506624141958971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=3118506624141958971' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/3118506624141958971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/3118506624141958971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2008/05/mental-note.html' title='Mental Note'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-4485622460381737396</id><published>2008-05-18T17:08:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T17:13:15.259-04:00</updated><title type='text'>GIFT TO ME</title><content type='html'>I had to share...cause im in LOVE.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found it in this GREAT shop..hidden in a small town that I was out visiting this weekend...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;An honest to goodness, real life, no lies here HEAD SHOP and I was in LOVE..I walked into this vast sea of intricate detailed blown glass.........cool handmade skirts......funkie bracelets and handbags and I was in HEAVEN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then I saw it......and I HAD to have it......HAD TO...was drawn, like a moth to a flame...like a bird to shiny objects....it was beckoning to me....."come buy me...come buy me"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not for everyday..special occasions...the dark haven's of a club I love downtown...must be used when in a full black outfit...but I bought it.....because you see I HAD to have it.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201828463683947058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDCbbWBlyjI/AAAAAAAAABw/wDTHojB5_Kg/s200/2008_0518mothersday0019.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;ahhh..isn't it LOVELY........she's so pretty..in a gothic/girlie type way...but I HAD To have it you see..I was powerless........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-4485622460381737396?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/4485622460381737396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=4485622460381737396' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/4485622460381737396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/4485622460381737396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2008/05/gift-to-me.html' title='GIFT TO ME'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDCbbWBlyjI/AAAAAAAAABw/wDTHojB5_Kg/s72-c/2008_0518mothersday0019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-8491883120949640534</id><published>2008-05-18T16:58:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T17:06:28.845-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Girls....</title><content type='html'>...Jewels and Jin...wanting to see the precious two that would be considered, "my girls"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who know me, know I dont really consider them even contenders in the grouping of those who have played in this game before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the challenge was laid out for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I had to finally give in....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ladies...HERE you go......my little girls.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope it was worth the wait!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201825246753442338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDCYgGBlyiI/AAAAAAAAABo/fiN9XEUrPag/s200/2008_0518mothersday0016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-8491883120949640534?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/8491883120949640534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=8491883120949640534' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/8491883120949640534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/8491883120949640534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2008/05/girls.html' title='The Girls....'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDCYgGBlyiI/AAAAAAAAABo/fiN9XEUrPag/s72-c/2008_0518mothersday0016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-1746763723815727986</id><published>2008-05-11T21:39:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T21:41:15.139-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's day....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SCef72BlyhI/AAAAAAAAABg/rJEEjksyd0E/s1600-h/2008_0419communion0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199300145285810706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SCef72BlyhI/AAAAAAAAABg/rJEEjksyd0E/s200/2008_0419communion0002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the reason i get up in the morning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aint he the CUTEST&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Mothers day to all the other mommy's out there that have a reason like mine to get up every morning.....cause let me tell you...he's the BEST part of my world....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-1746763723815727986?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/1746763723815727986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=1746763723815727986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/1746763723815727986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/1746763723815727986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2008/05/mothers-day.html' title='Mother&apos;s day....'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SCef72BlyhI/AAAAAAAAABg/rJEEjksyd0E/s72-c/2008_0419communion0002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-6733542749718822409</id><published>2008-05-11T21:27:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T21:32:50.968-04:00</updated><title type='text'>5 things...</title><content type='html'>ok JEWELS Im doing it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things in my BAG:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CELLPHONE - naturally im addicted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GLOSSIE MAC lipgloss.....I love it..it has a mocha flav...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A MASCARA for those times when im wearing no makeup and my eyes need a perk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAMPONS - cause im female and I dont leave home without them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHAPSTICK...just cause&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things in my BEDROOM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY BED...I dont sleep on the floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY book right now - "How to forgive and the Power not too"...long story, whole other post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Japanese Cherry Blossom cream....cause I dont go to bed without smelling FAB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two Cats - cause it's where they snooze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a Ton of Laundry to do.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Places I want to go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DISNEYWORLD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PARIS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCOTLAND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEW YORK CITY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPAIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;5 Things im currently into:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Gardening - I really want to get started on it SOON, but am having fun planning it all out&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;BBQ'ing, cause tis the season&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;WATER - can't get enough, must drink all the time&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;DRESSES - I just bought two more..some reason I really want to be in skirts/dresses this year...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;TATTOOS - currently pondering the 5th......something VERY Girlie..we'll see how it goes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;im super tired, im not tagging..I have to plan the CLEVAGE Shot...lol&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-6733542749718822409?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/6733542749718822409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=6733542749718822409' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/6733542749718822409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/6733542749718822409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2008/05/5-things.html' title='5 things...'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-663558753493163473</id><published>2008-05-07T21:51:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T21:53:13.897-04:00</updated><title type='text'>GAWD</title><content type='html'>Fake people...those who want and wish and get off on playing games just need to go AWAY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it really irritates me that there are people that actually think they can still pull the wool over peoples eyes...especially mine..I mean I can live up to it..I can deal with my demons..but I get WICKED upset about those who talk shit about people behind their backs but when confronted, can't face the words they were yaking days before....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GET A LIFE..move forward and stand behind your words!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-663558753493163473?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/663558753493163473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=663558753493163473' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/663558753493163473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/663558753493163473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2008/05/gawd.html' title='GAWD'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-6735842717521438112</id><published>2008-05-06T21:28:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T21:28:58.733-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Boobs and Challenge...</title><content type='html'>OK Jewels..I have thought about the proposition...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just to let you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im still thinking about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-6735842717521438112?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/6735842717521438112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=6735842717521438112' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/6735842717521438112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/6735842717521438112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2008/05/boobs-and-challenge.html' title='Boobs and Challenge...'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-379351581486635364</id><published>2008-04-28T19:32:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T19:38:59.937-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just to mention</title><content type='html'>Things that are irritating me RIGHT at this moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People that have no problem being all tough behind a computer screen, but when confronted in person, they suddenly lose their balls.....either STAND your ground and say it someones face or SHUT UP **this is not a new topic, but it is STILL Irritating me this week*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hips..enough said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not having enough hours in the day and then when I do get home, actually being too tired to want to or have the desire to do......anything..im becoming a couch potatoe..it's awful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother nature has a SICK sense of humor..if you live in the GTA, you get what im talking about.....I mean hello it was +23 on sunday, it's feels like -10 today...ok, maybe not THAT cold....but the heat's back on in the house...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a spoon at tim hortons when I ordered a blueberry muffin with some butter on the side...sometimes you just have to throw up your hands and really believe that someone "up there" is out to make me mental....but really I had THOUGHT that stupidity was over..I think the same person taht did that to me over a YEAR Ago has moved to the new Tim's I go to..great I have a Tim's stalker...FAB!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fave pj's are in the wash...albeit NOT a crisis but DAMMIT I really wanted those pj pants tonight....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im regretting the Big Mac I had for lunch.....DAMN craving....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought what I THOUGHT was Spearmint gum (I LOVE SPEARMINT) in the states, turned out to be LIME COOL..a REAL Disappointment on many levels.....and I cant get the taste out of my mouth (I can't bring myself to throw out a full pack of gum..so I hate the taste, chewing anyway..I realize, ridiculous, but that's me...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**sigh**....back to doing nothing...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-379351581486635364?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/379351581486635364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=379351581486635364' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/379351581486635364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/379351581486635364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2008/04/just-to-mention.html' title='Just to mention'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-3246960416671728913</id><published>2008-04-14T20:04:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T20:05:54.242-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Alone</title><content type='html'>I swear&lt;br /&gt;thats all i've been lately, totally alone, which  makes NO fucking sense because&lt;br /&gt;Every day of every weekend in the last month has been MENTAL&lt;br /&gt;and my brain and heart need a serious break before I have a nervous breakdown....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear my personal life is in a downward spiral that I can't stop&lt;br /&gt;and I feel super alone...I just need someone to jump up to the plate and say "andrea im ON YOUR SIDE"......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I just had to write it down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-3246960416671728913?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/3246960416671728913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=3246960416671728913' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/3246960416671728913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/3246960416671728913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2008/04/alone.html' title='Alone'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-228442749092160584</id><published>2008-04-05T08:19:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T08:21:04.953-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on Sat</title><content type='html'>Im tired&lt;br /&gt;no surprise there, burning the candle at both ends WILL do that at some point.....&lt;br /&gt;the problem is, I can't sleep anymore&lt;br /&gt;I want too&lt;br /&gt;my body's exhausted&lt;br /&gt;can't sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have wendi's 40th bday party tonight...........already tired just thinking of it, tho it should be fun.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna go back and lay down again&lt;br /&gt;just was really writing to write....cause I miss doing it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-228442749092160584?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/228442749092160584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=228442749092160584' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/228442749092160584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/228442749092160584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2008/04/update-on-sat.html' title='Update on Sat'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-2213023328324756087</id><published>2008-03-21T12:46:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T13:06:25.871-04:00</updated><title type='text'>How's it Going?</title><content type='html'>It's going..that's all I can say...this has been quite a week..I mean to the point where I was waiting for the locusts to show up.  I swear day after day something else just "happened" whether it be funny or not, it just happened....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday - was a day off, THANK YOU VERY MUCH, after attending the Iron Maiden concert having a day to literally lay around and do nothing would have been awesome.....but we're talking about me here so I ventured downtown to get tix to yet ANOTHER concert Wendi and I will be attending in April and enjoy the downtown crowd, course battling some sort of bronchial infection didn't make it any more fun but I did it.......and incidently im still coughing.....Monday seemed to be a normal day....nothing really major to report...seems tho when tuesday came about..things started to get a bit...well odd is a good word....humerous for some Im sure..but...well ok anyway here goes.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday - first off, for some reason, the rain on the road seemed to limit how everyone drove..as if the RAIN has the same impact that a foot of snow would.....regardless, even after arriving to work 10 min late, it seemed everyone had that issue, so no harm there.  The usual barage of phone calls and paperwork took up my morning and then I felt the need, as I have been feeling under the weather, to go to Timmie's for a soup.....then it started.........going thru drive thru I got to the speaker and ordered "Could I please get a chicken noodle soup with a tea biscuit"..expecting the usual reply of "anything else"...instead shocked to get "it comes with a bun".........um....ok..."yes I know that, I'd like a tea biscuit please"........."but it COMES with a bun"........ok, wiseass...."yes I know it comes with a BUN, I'd like to have a TEA BISCUIT instead"......"oh..........I dont know if we can do that".......Im sorry did someone just instill a new "no substitutions" policy at Tim's, is there a BUN inventory count at the end of the day that I was going to somehow fuck up now cause I WANTED a tea biscuit and anyway WHAT does it matter, maybe I wanted the bun AND the tea biscuit, how did they know, maybe the tea biscuit was for someone else, was it their right to ASSUME just because.........all interesting questions I know but in drive thru this is all happening at a rapid rate......finally got thru to them that I wanted a TEA BISCUIT and made my way to the window........7 people behind the window waiting to give me my order.....and this is what I was greeted with "oh...you're the tea biscuit woman..."...GOOD GAWD..................im going to Coffee Time next time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday - I spent a 1/2 hour on the phone with the 407 trying to merge two business accounts......image "who's on first" with someone that doesn't speak English very well.....it's a wonder I haven't gone postal....seriously..I believe my boss found it most funny to see me after that call with my head on my desk muttering "why me....".........After that was the rest of my day trying to explain to a coworker that unless you get a paper record (email, fax) of a quote it doesn't exist, if you get a BIG quote from a large company (like rogers or telus for example) and you have no proof of the conversation, as far as Im concerned, it didn't happen...saying it happened doesn't give me anything to fall back on......a record of the conversation in this day and age is NOT hard to expect...but try explaining that to someone that doesn't understand that..I would have been better off either doing it myself or banging my head against the wall, both much more productive activities than the waste of time I chose instead trying to explain this to the person I was trying to explain it to....ARGH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday - seemed to start out as a normal day..nothing to major..until late in the day a customer showed up to the office......."I have to drop off some cheques, I owe money"....***side note, as part of my job I do AR's, collections, calling customers to update accounts and collect on overdue accounts***......"great", I said "you can give them to me"...he paused...seemed almost too LONG of a pause.."are you...ANDREA"....."...um...yes why"......"OMG!!!!!!!!, I LOVE you, yo uare the sweetest of sweeties ever...every time you CALL me for money and I dont answer, I save your messages and when im down..I listen to them...you have the nicest phone voice ever....GAWD  you are sweet"....***insert Andrea going "oh...ok, well isn't that nice"..as she backs away from said customer and starts to get more and more scared........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great, it's all I need now, an overly dressed slightly light in the loafers over excited man now very excited at the sound of my phone voice.......have I mentioned how much I LOVED my week.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's time for a vacation...either that or an identity change...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway I felt the need to share..even if you just get a laugh...I felt the need to share...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY EASTER everyone....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-2213023328324756087?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/2213023328324756087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=2213023328324756087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/2213023328324756087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/2213023328324756087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2008/03/hows-it-going.html' title='How&apos;s it Going?'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-9117960392237809257</id><published>2007-11-30T21:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T21:44:30.150-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts on a Friday</title><content type='html'>First off it's a FRIDAY and im at HOME.........................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, now that the shock has worn off...please feel free to continue reading......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I just made 65 buttertarts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUP....65.........they are for my daddy.....he will be 65 tomorrow...OFFICALLY a senior......I told him that I want to take him to shoppers drug mart with me now on seniors day to get the discount..he didn't seem overly thrilled with that..not sure if it's cause he doesn't understand the need for girls to have specific hair products or the fact that im pimping him out now for his discount cause he's a senior.......well regardless......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've also just completed decorating our house for christmas...lights outdoors (you know had to do it on the coldest to date night of the year), inside did the tree and specific decorations that have their specific place in the house and now I am sitting down.....if anyone wants to volunteer to finish up the last of my shopping as well as wrapping all my gifts..im open to offers of service, please apply within....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of shopping I was doing some today and I must say that it would only figure that the ONE day I take off work to go to the mall is the day that the Toronto School Board has a PA day....teenagers suck.....I think for the most part, I can honestly say that when I was THAT age, I wasn't THAT rude, I mean yeah at 15 we all have a chip on our shoulder and THINK we are cool but seriously you spend even 5 min within a small radius of a group of these little buggers now and you can seriously understand why some mothers eat their young........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im tired tonight..I feel it everywhere and im cold as all hell.......I swear I've asked my husband to turn up the heat twice......must be an age thing, I've worn a sweatshirt to bed almost every night this week....and I LOVE the cold when I sleep..yup, definately an age thing that im feeling the cold more....either that or the weight i've lost..no wonder skinny people are always wearing layers, hey I GET it now!!!!...but the fact im not even overly concerned about it being an age thing tells me even MORE that it's really an age thing.....cause I find the older I get, the less concerned about crap that I get.....as long as Im moving in the moring..it's gonna be a good day....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to guard the buttertarts..I know hubbie is down there sniffing around.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-9117960392237809257?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/9117960392237809257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=9117960392237809257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/9117960392237809257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/9117960392237809257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2007/11/so-i-just-made-65-buttertarts.html' title='Thoughts on a Friday'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-3868097159600406847</id><published>2007-10-09T20:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T20:42:09.422-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wondering.....</title><content type='html'>I am lost in the world of WONDER tonight....sitting and staring at the computer screen....trying to come up with a witty starting line, something to capture the attention of others....so that people are like WOW she really has something to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont. I cant think of anything really witty to start with..im not feeling so witty today really. It's been an average day, another average day in my average life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Others would disagree, saying my life is anything but average, more like a whirlwind of social events, drama enduced situations, endless amounts of fun..I suppose in some ways, others would think that, surface stuff is often quite visually attractive to those on the outside looking in I suppose. It is not always that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are nights, like tonight, when things are going on around me and even tho im powerless to stop them, even though there is nothing I can do to change the pattern and course that some are on, im compelled to sit and fixate. I wish sometimes I had the power to change things that I know are unchangeable....to help those who desperately need it but are too scared to ask. I wish sometimes I could take pain away from one person who totally doesn't deserve it and flush it away as easy as it is to type that sentance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish someone could explain to me why you meet certain people in life when you cant utilize all they have to give and all your willing to give them, and it's too late. Why didn't you meet them earlier, why didn't you find them quicker than you did. Some sort of cosmic joke I suppose in the bigger picture, but I get caught up in thoughts like that, on days like today, where my mind starts to wander into the abyss...when I should be concentrating on work but my mind wanders..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I start thinking as to why some people like to go around in circles, like to have the same fight over and over, like to relive every single detail of an argument from start to finish, knowing full well that the outcome will always be the same. Why is it that some just can't learn and move forward, that they would rather endlessly go around and around instead of solving the problem and moving forward. I just dont get that, seems so counter produtive to me, to go around and around instead of solving and moving forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder sometimes why it is that I sit and wonder...about things I can't control........I suppose maybe it's just cause I have nothing better to do.....or rather, I have so much to do but im too overwhelmed to do it right now, so im sitting and wondering...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totally unproductive, I agree....but hey......I suppose everyone is allowed to sit and "wonder" sometimes.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-3868097159600406847?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/3868097159600406847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=3868097159600406847' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/3868097159600406847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/3868097159600406847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-am-lost-in-world-of-wonder-tonight.html' title='Wondering.....'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-2077544720362015750</id><published>2007-08-30T13:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T13:22:29.122-04:00</updated><title type='text'>End of Summer Thoughts</title><content type='html'>So I thought it was about time I wrote something (actually truth be told, I had been perusing my fave blogs and came across JIN's definition of my comings and goings in blogland and thought I better STEP up my game and get back to writing a little more frequently.....my brain is slowly going to mush, I can feel it)...so here I am, writing again....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer has been BUSY, I mean literally non-stop. My weekends are constantly full of things to do and generally have been really fun.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few interesting things have definately happened over the summer..it's time for a recap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wendi, Krissy, Crech and myself have been labled the POD....some people know the explination, some dont..here it is.  Because the four of us literally have been accused of having the same brain, that we're practically attached at the hip, we've been labled the FOUR peas in a POD..or just POD for short.  Not quite sure who actually came up with the term (I think it was wendi) but a more fitting title could not be closer to the truth.  it's true, we're literally always together, commetning, laughing, joking around.  It's rare to find one person you truly click with, I've been blessed with three.....and it's great to have some people around that just GET me......without explination..that's the best part...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is Awesome...odd statement I realize, but it is.  After leaving my prior comfort zone of a job that I had had for a LONG period of time, I ventured, and I found that I too could venture out, make more money and be happy in a new environment.  The change proved to be a good one and im truly happy in my new work home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I joined weight watchers. Best move I have made.  I'm already down a significant amount, I dont find myself going mental and it really works.  I love it.  Coupled with that, Iv'e been quite active at the gym again.  Having wendi as a GYM partner is the best motivation.  Having her to chat with during those long runs on the eliptical makes the time fly and having her there is GREAT...she's the motivation I need to get there - and I think we do that for each other..just wait till next summer........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonio is no longer my little boy, he's becoming my little man.  What a cutie he is, (ok, yeah im a bit biased) but it's amazing to me that he starts Grade 2 in a few days, that his personality is becoming more and more like mine (god help us all) and he's just such a delight......he also has the BEST belly laugh in the world..it's my fave sound in the world......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've met up with some old friends over the summer, like Katy who is truly one the coolest people I know.  I've made some new friends, like Blair, who makes me laugh every time he talks.....and I've learned that some people still haven't learned the meaning of the word "friend" and what is takes to keep one...and what it will do to your life to lose one....that is the sad part I suppose..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been a good summer...all in all I have very little to complain about it....you know..except that it's over soon....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-2077544720362015750?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/2077544720362015750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=2077544720362015750' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/2077544720362015750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/2077544720362015750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2007/08/end-of-summer-thoughts.html' title='End of Summer Thoughts'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-2791056189729362611</id><published>2007-08-08T10:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T10:48:01.545-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday's Random Thoughts</title><content type='html'>ok, so I dont write every day anymore, sue me, it's the summer........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been compiling thoughts over the last week or so but just haven't had a moment to sit down and write them.  I do now, so here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm SICK and bloody tired of people who think they are allowed to have a separate set of rules for themselves that they can change at their leisure WITHOUT having to deal with any consequences.  Granted everyone has the right to live their life as they so choose.  HOWEVER, if you feel the need to change "the rules" along the way, people are going to react.  You cant preach one thing and then when it suits you change the story to suit the situation you are in now.  I mean you can, people do all the time, im aware, but thinking others aren't going to react to it, that's just plain ignorant........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who dont get the joke should not have an opinion..keep walking..find the lower IQ playground and STAY THERE........granted they will always WANT to have an opinion, but really there should be a shock collar system implemented for such people......cause if you have to explain the joke, it loses the humor.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life at Tims drive thru is good, it's amazing what happens when you stop ordering the yogurt.......I've also found that moving to a new Tims has allowed me to find some smart people behind the counter..wonders will never cease.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonders will never cease as to why some people chose to go to the water park and not get the concept of a BATHING SUIT.  IT clearly states at the entrance a BATHING SUIT (not old clothes) is to be worn on all slides, in all pools, etc, etc....so why people feel the need to jump in fully clothed, I will never understand.......i swear if the park itself implemented the rules that they so CLEARLY post at the entrance, the park would be 1/2 full and more enjoyable to those of us who follow the rules....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off this weekend to the great north with the P.O.D.....should be a riot good time....and yes, SUNSCREEN will be worn................right krissy????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-2791056189729362611?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/2791056189729362611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=2791056189729362611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/2791056189729362611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/2791056189729362611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2007/08/wednesdays-random-thoughts.html' title='Wednesday&apos;s Random Thoughts'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-5788084931387891129</id><published>2007-07-24T20:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T20:57:18.108-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Breathing and Random Thoughts</title><content type='html'>I haven't written in a while..YES im still breathing......and it's not long cleansing breaths...should be, but it isn't........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im wondering, is it hard to be considerate?..it must be for some people. I never really viewed it as being an effort before but lately im seeing that for some people, it really is....and that is sad to me....I mean it takes 2 min to be considerate, literally in this day and age, phone might be the easiest, but definately not the quickest way to get someone...text/instant message, email, then phone, I think is the order it should rank.......and it only takes a min to make an effort people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive stopped drinking my coffee double double, down to only 1 sugar....I think it's relaxed me some....no more Tim's rants and raves....well ok, till some @#%@#$@#$ cuts me off in line, then the gloves are off people.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have come to the realization that Im never going to give up 80's hair band music.....sorry I can't do it......."Hi my name is Andrea, im addicted to 80's hair band music".........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a highway my ASS...Life is a parking lot with TOO MANY people with road rage that CANT drive THEMSELVES and should NOT be bitching...................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness is playin BINGO....yeah I suppose that's true sometimes..I just wish you could TALK in the bingo hall without someone SHHHHH'ing you from the far corner...I mean being shh'ed makes me want to toss a troll doll at someone..it's probably why I dont go to BINGO often....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big BBQ this weekend.........yeah I can't even begin to think of all the stuff I need to get done before I have a house full of people..screw it, im NOT washing the floors......alright maybe I will SO what..I like clean floors...even tho everyone will be walking all over them.....drunk..probably in their shoes......dragging things in from my backyard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*....yeah I better go clean the floors....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHEERS ALL.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-5788084931387891129?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/5788084931387891129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=5788084931387891129' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/5788084931387891129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/5788084931387891129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2007/07/breathing-and-random-thoughts.html' title='Breathing and Random Thoughts'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-7263245388825601621</id><published>2007-05-13T15:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T15:17:44.606-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What happens in Vegas....</title><content type='html'>So Im back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say that to write about all the adventures would probaby take days.  It was one of the trips that I have had the most fun on.  You would think with three women that at one point or another one of us would snap, but it didn't happen.  I think that comes from being friends for a long time and just knowing yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As it goes, I find the QUALITY of my friends is worth so much more than QUANTITY and the two ladies I went with are 100% QUALITY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Weather ranged from 95-105F a day......BLUE BLUE skys with full sunshine graced us every day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beer flowed daily...the booze flowed nightly and the party never ended. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures are posted on my facebook page for those who wish to see them.  I dont think the town will ever be the same after WE visited.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait till next years trip.....................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW...I won $150 at blackjack...WHOO HOO for me!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-7263245388825601621?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/7263245388825601621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=7263245388825601621' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/7263245388825601621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/7263245388825601621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2007/05/what-happens-in-vegas.html' title='What happens in Vegas....'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-8072440254925635273</id><published>2007-05-04T09:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T09:17:23.654-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday's Thoughts</title><content type='html'>This friday is a little different...cause it's my last day of work before VEGAS....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah Im a tad excited, I mean I think it is allowed AND warranted, this trip has been planned since last July, so almost a year of waiting.....Im going with two of my FAVE girls on the planet........and it's going to be a good time.  Talk about going with people who are just like me, I couldn't ask for anything better...totally non-drama, really down to earth bare bones people who like to have a good time, who aren't afraid to be upfront about everything, just two of the most genuine people...I'm truly blessed to have them as friends.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the vegas note, I think the part im most excited about is the Grand Canyon West Skywalk!  I mean it's not the only reason to go, but definately one of the highpoints of chosing where we are going.......the fact that Im deathly afraid of heights is definately being countered with the fact that it is a once in a lifetime opportunity and the thrill of it will be awesome.........someone better hold my hand tho.........TIGHTLY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO TIMS FOR A WEEK - Im resolving myself to that, tho we do have a STARBUCKS right across the street from the hotel - Im taking $100 just to be able to purchase enough coffee there for the week..I mean it's starbucks, nothing is under $10 there..........thank goodness it is STRONG coffee.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a family note, my hubbie and his bro have reconnected after 5+ years of not speaking.  Upsets, downsides of arguments, choices have kept them from speaking but now, things seem to be better…..and I for one couldn’t be happier.  My bro in law is a riot and has a really good heart,  but better than that, I think they both realize that having a brother is a blessing, not a hindrance, and for that Im grateful.  That and the fact that I love my nephew and so does my son and it’s important for them to be growing up around each other….so that’s been a DEFINATE plus of my last few weeks…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So a week away........hope things go ok here, going to miss those I speak with daily, miss my little guy SO  much, but he's got daddy all to himself for the week so Im sure THEY will have a great time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy friday everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-8072440254925635273?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/8072440254925635273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=8072440254925635273' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/8072440254925635273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/8072440254925635273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2007/05/fridays-thoughts.html' title='Friday&apos;s Thoughts'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-6477407385196238028</id><published>2007-04-23T10:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T10:53:58.496-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Blues................</title><content type='html'>So it's monday.  I'm feeling kinda run down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's true.  I've started a new job and even tho im rounding out my first month here, I still really feel like the new kid on the block.  I mean it's a great environment and I REALLY like everyone here.  But still somewhere deep inside of me, I wonder, is this really where I want to be, really what I want to be doing???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im emotionally run down.  I 100% admit it.  I've had two friends go thru equally emotional things themselves and I've been a rock of stability and objectivity for both of them over the last month or so.  I know it's something I took on willingly and I have NO regrets about it at all.  Being there for your friends is part of the package and Im TRULY ok with that.  But I have really felt emotionally drained from it. And thats no surprise to either of them to read this if they do.  They know it.  They appreciate I've been there for them and I adore them both. Im just glad that it's starting to settle down a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This cold is going to be the death of me. I swear I have tried every over the counter drug going and nothing seems to help.  I get something for dry cough and my nose starts to run.  I get something for runny nose and my throat starts to hurt.  I get something for a sore throat and my chest becomes congested.  I give up, seriously.........any home remedies, Im looking for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, two weeks today and we leave for vegas.....im SO excited....(ok, as excited as I can be with this horrid cold, but none the less)...............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Monday all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-6477407385196238028?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/6477407385196238028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=6477407385196238028' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/6477407385196238028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/6477407385196238028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2007/04/monday-blues.html' title='Monday Blues................'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-2130403715781239030</id><published>2007-04-12T08:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T09:03:47.027-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wanna argue with me?</title><content type='html'>I think it is fair to say that Im too nice of a person.  I swear.  Im not a malicious person I don’t get any pleasure out of hurting other people. Even in situations where you think I would get some pleasure out of it, at the end of the day, I dont&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something I have just been thinking about this week.  I don’t get people who feel the need to start arguments, make judgements or have debates over topics that they WILLINGLY Know is going to hurt another person. I mean why intentionally start an argument or a debate on a topic when people are in the room you KNOW it is going to hurt, that you KNOW it is going to bother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The conclusion I have come to, for myself, is this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I figure that if a debate or conversation is going to happen, all people involved, are allowed to have an opinion about a topic.  &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;UNLESS It is black and white and one person is just answering stupidly (ie, 1+1 = 2 but someone is saying it equals 3 just to argue, I mean we all know 1+1 = 2 there is no debate there unless you are a tool).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are going to engage in a debate or discussion when the topic has no RIGHT or WRONG answer, then everyone is entitled to their opinion.  If you want to argue about your point as right, fine, do it, but dont discourage anyone else from doing the same thing.  People dont HAVE to agree, but they all have the right to be heard if there is no clear right or wrong answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who play “devils advocate” or just switch sides of an argument to suit their own needs for the only reason of just having an argument going are, in my opinion one of two things.  They are either totally BORED with their own life and need to create drama in others just so they have something interesting going on or they argue or debate strickly for attention, probably because deep down they know that no one would ever pay attention to them unless they were stiring up some shit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My absolute favorite is people who argue or debate to make themselves FEEL smarter and look smarter to others.  Bottom line is they dont fool anyone.  We know they are not up for a fair debate or argument because no one's opinion is better than theirs.  And it gets old....fast.  A truely good debator or arguer can recognize and appreciate another opinion other then their own.  They dont have to AGREE with it, but they dont belittle or try to stomp on someone else's thoughts or opinions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i was thinking about that this morning, so I thought I'd write it down.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-2130403715781239030?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/2130403715781239030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=2130403715781239030' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/2130403715781239030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/2130403715781239030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2007/04/wanna-argue-with-me.html' title='Wanna argue with me?'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-1262205605022596155</id><published>2007-04-02T12:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T12:49:10.454-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday</title><content type='html'>SHHHHHHHHHHH, dont anyone speak loud ok, I'm still suffering from a hangover...yes I know...it's a day later and im still feeling like crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mental note, NEVER drink vodka coolers with a straw and chase them with polar bear shooters...even if it is for special occasion.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my little sister is now 30.  The party was great fun.   It was at a pub downtown called Fionn McCools...very cool Irish pub and this place was PACKED to the roof with people.  I mean even a lineup to get in....please I dont line up for anything anymore that has to do with any kind of nightclub or bar so that was a little surreal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went down with my chum NICOLE who I've been friends with since we were like 5 years old so naturally she wanted to see my sis on her bday....my chum WENDI and our friend BJ.  We had a great time.  Just sat around, caught the tail end of the leaf game, drank, chatted, good house band (although for some reason they too forgot the words to "white room", wendi why is it EVERY time we see a pub house band they can't get those lyrics right????), it was just a fun night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN I got home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to sleep at 2...back up at 330 with a headache, took two advil...back up at 5, had a hot shower/bath to ease the headache, back to sleep, back up at 7, took some more advil...., another bath/shower combo, back to sleep, back up again at 830 for another and at that point, WHY bother going back to bed...suffered, found some more advil, had coffee and then headed off to the family party for my sister.....found a tim's on the way, cause that was just NEEDED.......FUN FUN, my aunt made Burritos for lunch..I love mexican, but not when I have a really bad headache/hangover combo going on...so yeah I had salad.  Sang happy bday and came back home to find some comfie jammies, laid down in bed, tonio came to cuddle.....good way to end the weekend..cuddling with my little guy, watching some tv.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, never drink coolers with a straw............EVER............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-1262205605022596155?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/1262205605022596155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=1262205605022596155' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/1262205605022596155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/1262205605022596155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2007/04/monday.html' title='Monday'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-6342649772296641050</id><published>2007-03-30T12:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T12:14:29.707-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Thoughts</title><content type='html'>I've given up on Roll UP the Rim to Win at Tim Hortons - I'm never going to win the ipod or the car or the tv..I mean I buy at LEAST two a day, I've won a few coffees here and there, but I'm never going to get a big prize.  Murphy's law states the ones that win those prizes are not frequent coffee buyers, not LOYAL to the tims..........yeah I'm a bit bitter, can you tell??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new job is going well.  The new boss is NOT a tool, she's actually very kool and I really like her.....so far....I better not say much more about it, dont want to jinx it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The concert lineup for the summer is starting to be announced on the radio...LOVING it, so far i've heard RUSH is coming and goign to get tickets for the ALL CANADIAN lineup in June up in Mt. Forest.....DAVID WILCOX, KIM MITCHELL, LOVERBOY, APRIL WINE just to name a few...now THAT should be a good show...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of concerts, wendi and I went to see MegaDeath and Sabbath last weekend......and she fell ASLEEP near the end of Sabbath..I mean I get being tired, but it's so LOUD how she managed to fall asleep is beyond me...the girls got skills man........(also it could have been the 4 large beers drank with a STRAW that helped that along.....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes and speaking of that show, I haven't seen that many mullet cuts, jean jackets or fringe in one place in a VERY long time....there is definately a reason all of those styles went OUT of style.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a more personal note, my LITTLE Sister is going to be THIRTY this weekend..thats right, the BIG 3-0..............it's making ME feel very old, I gotta tell ya......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Weekend!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-6342649772296641050?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/6342649772296641050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=6342649772296641050' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/6342649772296641050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/6342649772296641050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2007/03/friday-thoughts.html' title='Friday Thoughts'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-7807797147448454553</id><published>2007-03-21T09:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T09:13:29.839-04:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of Spring.......</title><content type='html'>Ok, already I can tell you that getting back to work next week is not going to be as hard as I thought.  Three weeks of being home has taken it's toll though and I'm anxious to get back to routine.  I havent slept in once, as I figured, why get used to sleeping all day and then when I got a new job have to try to get back into routine....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the FIRST day of spring.....I can already feel that the winter chill is starting to leave my bones, FINALLY.  I mean the idea of a sweltering summer does not interest me, but spring is one of my fave seasons (fall being the other).......I chose these two because neither is EXTREME in weather.  I mean summer can be downright melting and winter can be brutally cold, but spring and fall both have this natural balance to them.........it's why I like them both better than the other two....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I threw my upper back out and I must say I have been whinning about it for two days.  It's horrid, I mean I'd rather have a cold than throw out my back, I hate the wretching pain, hating that no matter how you sit or lay down it still hurts.....hate that even tho I have EXTRA strength back medication it isn't helping at all.....Yeah I'm complaining, I'm aware.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read on someones "top 100 things about me list" that their fave ice cream is Peanut Butter and Chocolate from Baskin &amp; Robbins.  I have done nothing but crave it since......evil....lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 weeks till Vegas.......I'm allowing myself to get REALLY pumped about it now..YEAH!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-7807797147448454553?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/7807797147448454553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=7807797147448454553' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/7807797147448454553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/7807797147448454553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2007/03/first-day-of-spring.html' title='First Day of Spring.......'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-6184195228974933052</id><published>2007-03-19T09:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T10:01:50.205-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates..............</title><content type='html'>Im a horrible poster lately I realize this, my fault, you can blame me all you want, feel free, I know I have been neglectful....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT being said, alot has been going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I dont work for the TOOL anymore, long story short, he was told he could only hire someone TEMPORARY while they restructured the department.  He hired ME full time (knew I had a full time job, KNEW I was leaving a full time job and hired me, as I understood FULL TIME)..owners came back, I found out (by accident) that they were looking to replace me.  I called a meeting, asking why, had I done something wrong, was my work wrong - they said no, quite the contrary, I was doing an excellent job, but I didn't have a university degree.  So, I said, THATS why I'm being replace, for a piece of paper.  THEY said it was important, I said, clearly I am doing my job so why would a piece of paper change that.... and it went back and forth and back and forth, finally, I quit.  For my own sanity and pride, I quit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there was I, no job, no income.  And the fear set in.  I started to worry, would I find a job quickly, I have bills to pay, what will happen, panic panic panic....so I started to look, got up every morning still at 6:45, showered, dressed, sat down at the computer and looked and sent out resumes and followed up on calls, etc, etc.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FOUND A JOB - took me THREE weeks, but I did.  Great opportunity, more money, good location, blah blah blah.  I'm thrilled.  Course I might get another tool, but at least I have it all in writing this time.  THREE WEEKS, did I mention that..it's amazing what you can find when you actually LOOK for a job.  Which was harder than working, let me tell you. but I found one.  I start next week.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEST part - I still get to go to Vegas, which is approaching quicker than anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that is one reason why I have not been writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second, I needed a mental break, truly, I did, blogger's block lets call it but I just needed a break from everything.  I've had it, talking about myself just became boring to me, so I slowed down a bit, took a step back, regrouped........took some ME time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell, I was lazy about it really lets be honest - lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I think Ill be around more, things to say, discussions to start..plus I missed my bloggie buddies.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So watch for new stuff.....thoughts, etc................im BACCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCKKKKK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-6184195228974933052?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/6184195228974933052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=6184195228974933052' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/6184195228974933052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/6184195228974933052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2007/03/updates.html' title='Updates..............'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-5533400491146388046</id><published>2007-03-07T12:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T12:35:47.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts and pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/Re7x2aqJUEI/AAAAAAAAAAk/rfA1iOW3o8A/s1600-h/Picture+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039230950245486658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/Re7x2aqJUEI/AAAAAAAAAAk/rfA1iOW3o8A/s320/Picture+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how I feel these days, out of service. Seriously. I mean I pull myself out of moods ALL the time, but these days, this is how I feel. i'm sick of working at relationships where I'm not getting the work back, PERIOD. I mean I have a few great people in my life and THEY know I love them and apprecite them,  but it's the ones that give you nothing back in return, no answers, and leave you to wonder that sit in your mind day after day.......the ones you can't stop thinking about when you really should be tossing them aside as quickly and as swiftly as they tossed you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell you one thing tho, there are ALOT more hypocrites out there than those who are actually admitting it....and even more that claim they believe in their religion but only use the rules of their "religion' when it suits them.....THEY know who they are......I wish we could just call them all out - makes me sick really cause there really ARE a few people who believe and follow the rules but for every 1 believer, I'd betcha there are 10 fakers....just a thought...&lt;br /&gt;*SIGH*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/Re7yk6qJUFI/AAAAAAAAAAs/HDfrJU4B4ao/s1600-h/Picture+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039231749109403730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/Re7yk6qJUFI/AAAAAAAAAAs/HDfrJU4B4ao/s320/Picture+045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't this gorgeous? KRISTA took all these pictures, she's wonderful, her blog is great, but her work is unreal and she's one of the most professional photographers I have ever met and we truly enjoyed what she did for us. This is how we worked out choices on the main wall in our living room..kool eh?  I hope she comes to my blog for a visit so she can see.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/Re7zQqqJUGI/AAAAAAAAAA0/H81lPDGDkys/s1600-h/Picture+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039232500728680546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/Re7zQqqJUGI/AAAAAAAAAA0/H81lPDGDkys/s320/Picture+050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;My sis and tonio at the science centre are the next few pics....I was there too, but I was photographing...not being photographed......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/Re7z9aqJUHI/AAAAAAAAAA8/CNADBq7IHzk/s1600-h/Picture+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039233269527826546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/Re7z9aqJUHI/AAAAAAAAAA8/CNADBq7IHzk/s320/Picture+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/Re72z6qJUII/AAAAAAAAABE/63wfOKiMFcA/s1600-h/Picture+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039236404853952642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/Re72z6qJUII/AAAAAAAAABE/63wfOKiMFcA/s320/Picture+048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/Re73JKqJUJI/AAAAAAAAABM/g_z7B7HlG9o/s1600-h/Picture+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039236769926172818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/Re73JKqJUJI/AAAAAAAAABM/g_z7B7HlG9o/s320/Picture+049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Didn't have too much to say today....but had a few thoughts...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-5533400491146388046?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/5533400491146388046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=5533400491146388046' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/5533400491146388046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/5533400491146388046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2007/03/thoughts-and-pictures.html' title='Thoughts and pictures'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/Re7x2aqJUEI/AAAAAAAAAAk/rfA1iOW3o8A/s72-c/Picture+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-4566651750737328646</id><published>2007-03-02T14:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T14:50:04.507-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A memo that was STOLEN</title><content type='html'>Ok, I stole this off of &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;CHELLES&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; page, who is just awesome and I thought the memo was cute, so I'm doing it..ok ok, Im DOING it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is how you play. Answer each question with 3 words only. Not 2, not 4!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Where is your cell phone? in my purse&lt;br /&gt;2. Boyfriend/girlfriend? sorry, what's that&lt;br /&gt;3. Hair? tied back up&lt;br /&gt;4. Your mother? makes me crazy&lt;br /&gt;5. Your father? is the coolest&lt;br /&gt;6. Your favorite item(s)? Cell, phone, computer&lt;br /&gt;7. Your dream last night? I don't remember&lt;br /&gt;8. Your favorite drink? Cran with vodka&lt;br /&gt;9. Your dream guy/girl? Big Big List&lt;br /&gt;10. The room you are in? my sons playroom&lt;br /&gt;11. Your fear? HIGH HIGH places&lt;br /&gt;12. What do you want to be in 10 years? Hawaii, sipping drinks&lt;br /&gt;13. Who did you hang out with last night? my cutie son&lt;br /&gt;14. What are you not? I'm not thin&lt;br /&gt;15. Are you in love? SURE IN love&lt;br /&gt;16. One of your wish list items? To be thin&lt;br /&gt;17. What time is it? it's 245 pm&lt;br /&gt;18. The last thing you did? picked up socks&lt;br /&gt;19. What are you wearing? Jeans, tshirt, sweatshirt&lt;br /&gt;20. Your favorite book? Anything Jackie Collins&lt;br /&gt;21. The last thing you ate? A wendy's burger&lt;br /&gt;22. Your life? is pretty good&lt;br /&gt;23. Your mood? i'm stressed out&lt;br /&gt;24. Your friends? Are real, loyal&lt;br /&gt;25. What are you thinking about right now? going grocery shopping&lt;br /&gt;26. Your car? 1998 Chev Malibu&lt;br /&gt;27. What are you doing at this moment? typing this memo&lt;br /&gt;28. Your summer? Is spent north&lt;br /&gt;29. Your relationship status? Is it stable&lt;br /&gt;30. What is on your TV screen? it's off now&lt;br /&gt;31. When is the last time you laughed? this morning alone&lt;br /&gt;32. Last time you cried? Last night naturally&lt;br /&gt;33. School? ALL DONE NOW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-4566651750737328646?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/4566651750737328646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=4566651750737328646' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/4566651750737328646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/4566651750737328646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2007/03/memo-that-was-stolen.html' title='A memo that was STOLEN'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-8713600937679402667</id><published>2007-02-24T13:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T13:28:46.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Thoughts</title><content type='html'>Waking up on 6:56 am on a saturday morning is evil and cruel punishment......I mean I can't even carry on a decent conversation at that time, let alone get dressed and drive to a Gym class...but I did it.....I didn't want to miss out, it's a GREAT class.....and it's good for me..keep repeating, it's GOOD FOR ME..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grocery shopping on a saturday morning should also never be done...why..cause everyone else is doing it..I've NEVER seen people rush for a $0.99 deal like I did today...stay AWAY from the store on dollar days...it's the best bet....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgot that a No Frills you need that all important quarter to get a card...two dimes and a nickel DOES NOT cut it....so having to go into the store and ask for a quarter to be able to get a cart to shop...definate low point of the day....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To go along with that thought, ever notice when you bring your OWN bags to No Frills you always seem to have needed ONE more.....it's a cruel cosmic joke, I'm SURE of it.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people should just take the bus....not even ATTEMPT to drive..it should be a RULE........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COFFEE is the cure for anything..cold, headache, flu, polio, whatever..it's the cure.................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Saturday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-8713600937679402667?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/8713600937679402667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=8713600937679402667' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/8713600937679402667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/8713600937679402667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2007/02/saturday-thoughts.html' title='Saturday Thoughts'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-2108708051784054310</id><published>2007-02-18T16:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T16:21:40.910-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the WORKOUT</title><content type='html'>ok, no joke, I have polio............ok, maybe I dont but OMG I am hurting today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did a class at the gym yesterday, 1 solid hour of weights and cardio to high energy dance music it was a GREAT class....well until wendi spit water all over the mirror -that was just funny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but man am I hurting today - with muscles I NEVER knew I had...yikes!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT - it was really fun and totally motivating.  It's great to have someone else to go with now, that person that kicks your ass out of bed to get you moving on a saturday morning, i'ts totally worth that to have that person along to motivate you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the instructors were great, chattie (I like chattie peps, ironic isn't it??) and at 9am on a saturday i'm not usually the chattiest person but yesterday I felt great afterwards.....and wendi and I really enjoyed the class.....afterwards we had a freshly squeezed juice and we chatted a bit and then went our separate ways to do our saturday morning errands, etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really enjoyed it...till I woke up this morning....OUCH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but you know what, I think it's going to be TOTALLY worth it!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers to us wendi, we're on our way to leaner, heathier us!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-2108708051784054310?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/2108708051784054310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=2108708051784054310' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/2108708051784054310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/2108708051784054310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2007/02/workout.html' title='the WORKOUT'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-5935941365097441310</id><published>2007-02-15T13:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T14:11:35.869-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Days, Sick Days and Me in General</title><content type='html'>So we're totally loving the snow here aren't we - come on, we can all agree that SNOW is a wonderful thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'm hardly convincing myself so I'm goign to stop before I keep going with that thought.  Although, yesterday I got to experience something even I as a kid never got the chance to experience - a SNOW DAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonio's school was closed. I arrived to drop him off at daycare to find, great, the board was closed, and since he is in daycare, they too were closed. GREAT, I mean at 7:30am on an already bad weather day this was not good news to me.  I called my boss and relayed that I would not be in due to the fact that my 6.5 year old, albeit very self sufficient was NOT staying home alone.  Kool, he understood...so we had a snow day..made some hot chocolate, watched a movie, did our own things, it was fun...sorta....I really wanted to be at work - yes I'm strange, i'm aware, but I can't stand not being at work, even when I'm sick i'll force myself up and out of bed and drag myself into work if I can manage it and yes I know that's bad, but it's who I am........I dont do "days off" very well....needless to say I was home with the tonio and we had a fun day together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BACK at work today - THRILLING...the sun is beating down on me thru the window to tease me with warmth when I know damn well it's freezing outside....but it's a nice illusion..I'll take it for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling better.  The infection seems to have cleared up except for this lovely dry cough that is pointless because it's not doing anything but aggrevating my ribs.  It has made me extra delightful to be around...trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, in general..I'm ok these days.....nothing really new to report.  I've started back at the gym, a DEAR friend of mine has also joined, which makes it easier and more motivating to go, it's always great to have that one person to call you to say "get your LAZY ASS off the couch, we're going to the gym..."....class this saturday, 9am....should be THRILLING, she is NOT A morning person - lol..but we'll have fun, and maybe grab a coffee afterwards....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to go back to work....rather go cover reception for the rest of the day while our receptionist is off......should be fun..I'm a people person..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-5935941365097441310?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/5935941365097441310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=5935941365097441310' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/5935941365097441310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/5935941365097441310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2007/02/snow-days-sick-days-and-me-in-general.html' title='Snow Days, Sick Days and Me in General'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-3189272714402908452</id><published>2007-02-12T11:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T19:20:50.564-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HI</title><content type='html'>Somehow, someway I am being punished with this cold&lt;br /&gt;I know it.&lt;br /&gt;It’s turned into some sort of morphed bronchial infection&lt;br /&gt;My sides have not hurt this much since I got ab-workout crazy a year ago&lt;br /&gt;I’m sure something is bruised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; feel worn down, tired, I have no energy, what better place to be than work right? Taking time off I can’t abuse, for I don’t get paid for days off/sick days, so yeah the financial needs over-ride my need to rest and recover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So at work I am….coughing, hurting and complaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The party on the weekend – it was good, I did go, the coughing only really started up again on Sunday afternoon, the worse being in the evening.  All I have to say about the party is Beautiful Doll – wendi and krissy need to take THAT act out on the road…I laughed so hard I could not breath..I have the best friends, I swear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We booked out trip for Vegas, the flight is BOOKED – Makes it feel more real actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got some sort of an agenda done as well, making sure the highlight is the trip to Grand Canyon West for the attempt of the walk on the new skywalk.  Kris and I have major issues with heights…shouldn’t’ be a problem, it’s only a glass floor 4000 feet above the canyon floor/river…..someone better get me some Valium for this trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s all that is new….cheers to all, back to coughing up a lung&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-3189272714402908452?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/3189272714402908452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=3189272714402908452' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/3189272714402908452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/3189272714402908452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2007/02/hi.html' title='HI'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-9010054075957936162</id><published>2007-02-10T12:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T15:48:49.166-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I AM ALIVE!</title><content type='html'>yes, I know, it's been almost a week since I posted a post....I've been SICK as all get out (ok, thats my grans phrase, when did I start turning into her I do not know...but whatever)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so we ALL know how I got sick..the TOOL of course.  I swear it's so simple, if you are sick, dont touch my things, dont use my keyboard, dont use a pen and then give it back, DONT sneeze on me (yes it actually happened) just keep holed up in your office, or BETTER yet, STAY HOME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We dont get paid for sick days - it SUCKS I know but you konw what, take one for the team and stay home.  I ended up going home thursday early and stayed home friday.  Believe me, no picnic...I have had the worse sinus pain I think I have ever felt and my hubbie, trooper that he is, is putting up with my fits of coughs and sneezes all night long (thank you dear) tho every morning I get to hear about how I KEPT him up all night...ok, so maybe not so much of a trooper - lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another fun part of my week - friday morning Joe wakes up and notices, hmmmmmm, it's a little cooler than normal in the house....he woke me up at 5:45 to let me know that our furnace had crapped out - OMG it went to 13 degrees in the house....so battling cold, and now no heat in the house - YEAH that was fun.  Thankfully we have a great contract with our furnace people and they were out by 11am to fix it, no charge.  FINALLY got the heat back, but man, let me tell you, 13 degrees in the dead of winter with a cold on top of that - yeah not so much fun.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tonight, Im off to a party....FEELING much better thank goodness (and thanks to ADVIL sinus, I dont even know WHY I even bother trying to take tylenol cold, it's useless...ADVIL baby ADVIL it's the drug of wonders, I LOVE that stuff) and at least now I dont have that sinus headache....so it's a sleepover PJ Valentines party, should be a good riot.  Hubbie opted not to go, he's not into parties a whole lot but is sending me on my way with good wishes and hopes I have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO problem, should be a RIOT good time!!! I'll post tomorrow, hopefully if I'm awake enough to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So these are the updates of the world of me..........also there is still a vacant spot for vegas...any takers???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I accept bribes willing'ly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-9010054075957936162?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/9010054075957936162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=9010054075957936162' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/9010054075957936162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/9010054075957936162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-am-alive.html' title='I AM ALIVE!'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-7275170251471315184</id><published>2007-02-04T13:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T13:44:46.992-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Day of Rest for some.....well, ok for most....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the day of random thoughts for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boss, lets start calling him the TOOL shall we? the TOOL got a letter from the government over 2 weeks ago stating they were going to audit us.....never told me and Friday ran around in a panic having me print financials all day to get things ready for the audit....with two weeks prior notice, he waited till the VERY last min....he's a TOOL...tomorrow should be FUN FUN FUN...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night we had a group of friends over to watch the UFC fights...all 5 girls stayed upstairs and yaked and yaked, all the boys stayed downstairs and watched the fights......I dont think any of us have laughed that hard in ages..........Moe, go open the door is all I have to say.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't slept good in DAYS..I'm not sure if it is stress, the weather, work, a combination of all of that..but honestly..I just haven't...any good home remedies for a good nights sleep, i'm ALL ears..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it gets ANY colder outside, my skin is literally going to freeze to my body.....I mean I can feel my pores just get all sucked in when I walk outside, the skin tightens it's a WHOLE thing.....yeah moving to a southern climate sounds really good right about now............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the subject of cold....tonio decided this week it would be fun to stick his tongue on a metal pole outside at recess...I guess every kid HAS to experiment with this but jesus, WHY dont they listen when you tell them not to do this...oh well, two layers of tongue later he learned the lesson......I dont think him doing it again will be an issue..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote a closure letter to the "friend" that is no more...regardless if she reads it or responds, I did it for me...to take back the control and know I got the closure for myself...disappointing..sure, made me cry, a bit deep down inside yeah, time to move..DEFINATELY..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy sunday...back to lounging in pjs for me......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-7275170251471315184?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/7275170251471315184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=7275170251471315184' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/7275170251471315184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/7275170251471315184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2007/02/sunday-day-of-rest-for-some.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-7201732100019736618</id><published>2007-01-30T16:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T16:51:47.182-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hell or the Reasonable Facisimile...with some GOOD TIMES thrown in</title><content type='html'>Please note due to the fact that I now work in a hellish nazi type- regime now, posts are few and far between but they are still coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes the new job itself is great, but I’ve had to deal with meeting the owners in the last few weeks. What a joy. You know how some people have this horrid sterotype of Europeans being uptight and rude – not a sterotype in this case, it is very very real. Let me paint the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have as some of you now know, started a new job. The job itself, it is great, I love the work, it's right up my alley and i'm good at it, I know it...not tooting my horn here, it's just my niche. My supervisor, the controller, is a bit of a twit, but he's a dream compared to the owners. I have never met ruder people in my life. Swedish, uptight, demanding, self absorbed people doe snot even begin to cover it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine a world where the company is totally segregated, from blue collar workers in the warehouse to us in the office environment. Fine, we dont interact most of the day and I get that but honestly, we received an email this week saying we (the office staff) were not even allowed to "engage in conversation" with anyone in the warehouse for fear that it will slow their pace and then not allow them to make their quota.....I mean that's horrid, I believe a direct quote from the email was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;* Do not stop and talk to workshop personnel, you distract them from their work. A smile, a "good morning" or a friendly wave when passing is quite sufficient.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the hell is that - I mean they dont want them to feel like they are below us (we aren't allowed to even come downstairs before 5 for the owners fear the warehouse staff will be hurt if we leave before 5pm since they have to wait for the punch out bell) but we cant engage in any kind of conversation - INSANE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After getting hurt at work and returning after two days of DOCTORS ORDERS rest, the owners made a few comments, about my slowness getting up and down stairs - hello SPRAINED knee I'm nto going to move fast here people, one comment was "well it's good exercise, you look like you could use some", took all my effort not to haul off and deck that woman (they are husband and wife, did I mention that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can't eat at our desks...it's not allowed yet they (the couple) order in stuff like indian food and we have to smell it all day - they are too important to eat in the lunch room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have to have two pairs of shoes, one to wear in the office, boots for outside for the winter. It would be fine, except neither of them follow the rules and track salt in all the time, then blame us. INSANE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you page the intercom too loud, they accuse you of having a "too loud of a voice" yet when they cant hear it, they bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AS it grows, I will continue this list, as long as I'm here. I wont leave without another job but at this rate, even tho my work is praised, my mental health can hardly take it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a FUN note, I got to meet &lt;a href="http://www.itsmyescape.blogspot.com/"&gt;Chelle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; a fellow blogger, for drinks last night. THIS lady is top notch, totally in person what I expected from reading her, she's exactly the same. Real, down to earth, GREAT laugh, totally fun to be around..........I had a great time with her and &lt;a href="http://www.moesspace.blogspot.com/"&gt;Moe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;  last night..cheers ladies, we'll have to do it again REALLY soon!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-7201732100019736618?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/7201732100019736618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=7201732100019736618' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/7201732100019736618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/7201732100019736618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2007/01/hell-or-reasonable-facisimilewith-some.html' title='Hell or the Reasonable Facisimile...with some GOOD TIMES thrown in'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-7809032889803239323</id><published>2007-01-23T08:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T09:13:07.517-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbyes, Forgiveness, Injuries........</title><content type='html'>Goodbyes...not always the easiest or wanted thing to do, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; something that has to happen at some point in all peoples lives.  A few posts back, I had said I had to say goodbye to a friend, a lost friendship.  I know in my heart I fought more for that friendship that than person did.  It seems that some people &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; really know the meaning of the word, or even the adult way to deal with any situation.  Some people are spoiled, want people to feel sorry for them....become different people when a man suddenly shows up in their lives.  For whatever reason, I have to say goodbye.  I know in my heart, she and I will never truly be friends again.  Took me 10 min to write that statement down.  i thought she and I'd be friends forever.  But it was me being naive in that thought.  I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;guess&lt;/span&gt; sit all started when said person began dating a friend of mine and my husbands.  A GREAT person, someone that had come out of a bad relationship, long term and needed a fresh start.  When they moved here, my husband and he became instant friends and we welcomed him in our home, where he spent MOST of his free time, meeting new people, gaining some confidence again, having fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started dating a friend of mine.  Now they have pushed us aside.  We aren't good enough.  Disrespected, shut out, cast aside.  Why? Lots of reasons, she doesn't work, KNOWS I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; approve of it and think shes being lazy about it - tell me that's not true, it's been 10 months she's had 3 interviews.........she told me (and others, I have witnesses) that as soon as she gets pregnant, she'll NEVER work again - I'd love to hear her deny that she said that.....that she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;wanted&lt;/span&gt; a RING on her finger as soon as possible, even started talking about it a week after they started dating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's changed.  I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know her and frankly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; want too.  She might have things to say to me NOW, weeks after she stopped talking to me.  I'm not interested, you can't fight with someone WEEKS later, I mean not after you get out of grade SIX anyway.....there is no way to justify that kind of selfish behaviour in an adult.  I'm an adult.  Most adult fights have a day of grace &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; then the one confronts the other and you talk and then you MOVE ON and MOVE forward.  Not play the "I'm not calling her so she's not calling me game"....I've tried, she ignores me, FUCK it, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; care now. it's TOO late.  I didnt even know she WAS angry....I mean ok, i should be the one that is ANGRY she canceled a trip on me that has been planned and booked since last JULY via TEXT MESSAGE......but that's a whole other story.....some people show their true colours when a MAN shows up to take care of all their needs...you know until he becomes disposable to her...which I'm sure in time he will.....or he'll leave...i mean one can only be taken advantage of for so long..then again, perhaps he gets OFF on being a doormat and having her wear his balls around her neck like a necklace...but...hey there are worse fetishes.....oh well....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, writing it down just verified it for me. I know I am hurt, I know my sarcasim is a way to cover up the pain I'm feeling for misjudging a friendship I treasured but someone else didn't.  I guess it's one of those things you have to write out or scream about and then move on.  I have no closure.  Something I will probably never get.  I guess THAT is the real tradgedy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Forgiveness...a dear friend of mine tells me one needs to forgive in order to move on.  I'm not ready to do that yet. I know the anger in my heart has to give way to forgiveness in order to move forward.  To forgive, to give forgiveness to someone I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; want to be friends with anymore, that all of my friends &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; even want around, it's hard.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; upset, it shows I still care. So how do you forgive that person? How do you forgive childish stupid &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;behaviour&lt;/span&gt;.  Maybe the forgiveness has to be given to myself, for feeling so down &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; stupid that I misread someone I THOUGHT respected my friendship as much as I respected theirs.  I know I did nothing wrong, I know I'm not in the wrong, but perhaps the forgiveness is for myself, to stop beating myself up over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm&lt;/span&gt;...maybe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a side note, I'm home for two days &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; of an injury at work........HELLO!  I was in a file room to get some, or rather look for some files and decided at THAT moment that I was going to start to practice my triple sow cow for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Vancouver&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Olympics&lt;/span&gt;.  RIGHT there I was inspired........subsequently I fell and sprained my knee and bruised my kneecap..painful kids, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; try these stunts at home unless you are a professional like myself here...........Two days off the knee and at home, doctors orders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I"M BORED...crazy bored, I mean I can hobble to the bathroom and my lovely husband made sure I was all set for the day...a GREAT friend of mine came to help me hobble around yesterday and get me to and from the doctor...who confirmed that the knee is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;definately&lt;/span&gt; sprained and the cap is bruised.......I can get around but it's HURTS and stairs are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;definately&lt;/span&gt; an issue........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm going to hobble back to bed......get the knee back up, iced and relax...see what's on R&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;egis&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Kelly&lt;/span&gt;..wow I haven't watched that show in like FOREVER.........yup, I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;definately&lt;/span&gt; bored....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a drink....with a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;bendie&lt;/span&gt; straw to make me feel better........lots of ice.....and a pillow fluff.........*sigh*.....see i need a houseboy...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-7809032889803239323?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/7809032889803239323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=7809032889803239323' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/7809032889803239323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/7809032889803239323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2007/01/goodbyes-forgiveness-injuries.html' title='Goodbyes, Forgiveness, Injuries........'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-4330935222716446984</id><published>2007-01-18T08:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T08:55:07.234-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday Thoughts</title><content type='html'>so I'm changing it this week...deal....really just seeing if you are paying attention&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another story from the files of the mentally stupid.............my boss walked into a door....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, let me paint the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my new office setting the entire building is done very modern.  Most of the boss offices are done in glass, hence also having a glass door.  So for some reason or level of his own importance, my boss likes to lock his door when he leaves to go out for lunch.  Whatever, like I care, but this is where the story gets interesting.  So two days ago he locks his door and goes out, fine.  Upon his return I had something that needed his attention urgently for a client that wanted to establish an account with credit.  He said to me "yes yes, Ill do this right away" and proceeded to turn and rush into his office..................forgetting that he had closed and locked the door before he went out.....BOING! Right off his nose and fell back a bit all right while I was sitting at my desk having a coffee........now I snickered to myself but felt the need to keep composure as he IS my boss and did hire me and I've only been here a month.  HOWEVER, from 4 desks away I hear "what the hell was that bang"..and I lost it..I had to get up, go downstairs to the washroom, close the door and absolutely belly roar laugh for a good 5 min.  I couldn't help it people, they dont make moments like this any better on TV, it was just one of those moments...OMG I wish I had a video camera....................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was flipping thru tv channels last night and caught a LITTLE of American Idol.  This is one show I can't really watch.  I can't, I have no use for those who require 15 min of fame SO badly that they will publicly humiliate themselves at that level.  Some public humiliation I can deal with but wtf, dont these people KNOW They can't sing.  I mean really REALLY can't sing........It's horrid, it's a train wreck, so yes i understand that sometimes it's VERY hard to turn away...but I have strength to change the channel from American Idol....Survivor i'm still trying to avoid in the upcoming year and a few other shows that jumped ship, that I completely admit I dont have the strength to turn off, but AI I do...I can avoid it....and Randy just ANNOYS me with his whole "dog, you are ok dog" crap, it's old, LET IT GO man......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I burned the roof of my mouth TWO DAYS ago on pizza, it still hurts.....just saying.......yeah I know...WAIT Till it's cooled down....can't do it...even KNOWING the outcome is possible burning of mouth, I can't do it......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've become a diet coke drinker again......wasn't supposed to happen, I avoided pop for almost 6 years........and got addicted to it once again...DIET tho, with TONS of ice and I HAVE to have a straw...don't ask, it's one of my quirks.................I have accepted it, so should you................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to work.....sorta....more like going blind on Government requirements before Tax Season begins...I need something stronger than coffee for this today I think...................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-4330935222716446984?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/4330935222716446984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=4330935222716446984' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/4330935222716446984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/4330935222716446984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2007/01/thursday-thoughts.html' title='Thursday Thoughts'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-5861696631072961662</id><published>2007-01-12T08:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T08:51:42.976-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Thoughts</title><content type='html'>My cat has the zoomies........I'm not sure what the technical term of this is but we're calling it the zoomies.  The sporatic leaps of energy that take him from one end of the house to the other end of the house in 2.2 seconds flat.  It's fine, except it usually occurs late at night, which can be disturbing to those of us who need SLEEP at that time...........I thought catnip might mellow him out......course now he's a big stoner and comments on the tragedies of the world, but that's a WHOLE other issue....................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seem to have less interest in getting out of bed in the morning these days.....I'm not sure where my lack of motivation has gone but if someone finds it, let me know...also I'm missing a black sock..I have a feeling they MIGHT be together..............................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lost a friend.  I mean not lost I know where they are, but as far as the friendship goes, I think it's gone..for good, who knows......their loss? maybe......but I know I can't be THEIR friend right now..............when and if that changes, i'll let ya know....it's a bummer, but life does throw the occasional bummer moment doesn't it............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Vegas trip is approaching slowly.....I've been but the others going have not so I think the excitement level on all angles is high....we have a night planned to sit down and come up with a loose agenda of things to do and see, I have a few I missed the last time...suggestions are welcome......if you know of something good to do, toss it out there......let me know.......we are there for 5 days, monday-friday in May..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Vegas, we have a spot open for one more person to go....I'm accepting bribes...............................as the lucky person would be flying on my hubbies flying benefits............so yeah I'm taking bribes................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finding an orange has become rotten is GROSS....just saying.........................on that same account, finding a wrapped chocolate bar that is your FAVORITE kind of chocolate bar in your car while you are cleaning it out and knowing it's been there for at LEAST six months because the shape is warped, so you KNOW it has slightly melted at one point and then re-formed......... is depressing....cause you cant' eat it......can you?? no, I'm not even going to consider it.....................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Friday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-5861696631072961662?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/5861696631072961662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=5861696631072961662' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/5861696631072961662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/5861696631072961662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2007/01/friday-thoughts_12.html' title='Friday Thoughts'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-1103907054087336752</id><published>2007-01-10T13:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T08:35:06.494-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hump Day Thoughts.....</title><content type='html'>Quite a week it's turning out to be, let me tell you folks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, with the supervisor/boss dude, I'm becoming a little freer with my comments and daily I have left mints on my desk...I'm hoping he is getting the hints, we shall see about that tho..who knows......he's easing off on the invading my personal space but now I hear "victory victory is our cry" every time he does something right.....WHAT a geek...............and when he stretches and yawns.....jesus..the sounds could wake the DEAD................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I'm in the middle of a friend dilema, would take a DAY to write about it, but basically someone I know is starting to slowly show some true colours that were buried deep away, released only by them assuming they now live a charmed life. What reality they are NOT facing is that their life, albeit good now, isn't anything better than anyone elses...and that their personal happiness should not be affecting other relationships they had prior to obtaining such happiness. The question is, how do you knock someone off their fantasy pedestal back to reality without hurting them along the way..not sure if it is doable....tho I'm getting to the point where every day, I feel less and less guilty about getting to the point of doing it...we'll see where it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that same note, how do you deal with someone that you are trying to look out for, but they wont heed your advice, yet still BITCH about things daily. I mean do you listen still cause you want to be supportive, or do you tell them off, tell them to bitch TOO the person they are so irrirated with or GET over it, but STOP bitching to you...and then when they ask for advice, or you try to offer it, they ignore you.....VERY frustrating.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With regards to the above two, I am fearing I'm steering myself towards an addiction...no worries people...I'm thinking something along the lines of chocolate....or you know, random anger visits to the homes of people that piss me off...either way.....................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you live in the world, i'm sure you too are experiencing some STRANGE weather....here in Brampton, ON we are experiencing early spring.......still waiting for winter.......I have a GREAT coat to wear...it's been too warm to wear it....it's very upsetting..tho DRIVING has been a pleasure.....I dread the day after first snowfall drive.........DREAD it.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Hump DAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-1103907054087336752?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/1103907054087336752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=1103907054087336752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/1103907054087336752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/1103907054087336752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2007/01/hump-day-thoughts.html' title='Hump Day Thoughts.....'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-6719884096796232815</id><published>2007-01-07T18:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T18:36:53.214-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Questions.....</title><content type='html'>Is there one pivitol moment in everyone's life where your destiny is thereby choosen? A decision that at some point in your early life that will determine how your life will go for every moment after that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's an interesting thought...to think that one decision will guide your path for the rest of your journey here in this world.  Yes I say this world, because to me, pre-lives, post lives  they do exist.  Your soul, to me, is just a lifeforce, an energy and that never dies..it just changes form. But in THIS life, the life you are living right now, can you trace back to a moment where you made a choice that has ultimately brought you to the place you are now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm being deep, i realize, even for a sunday but I've been thinking about my own life and the steps I took to get here, where I am right now.  Can I pinpoint an exact moment where I made a choice that brought me here? Can I think of things that have happened in my past to help shape who I am today? I can give solid Yes answers to both.  Yes I can think of a moment in my life where an option to chose what path, good or bad, would have utlimately lead me to a life that is quite opposite to the life I have now.  Things in my past, things that have happened to me, yes have totally shaped me to who I am now.  I can trace moments in my past that easily explain who I am today.  I think we can all look back and find something that explains why we are who we are today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of us have demons that we can't face.  Some of us have regrets.  But ulimately, yes I think there is a moment in everyone life that a choice is presented and we make that choice and it will  ulimately chose our path for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can we change our path.....and when, when is too late to make a change.  Also an interesting question.  I dont think it's ever to late to change your path...I think that choice is the hardest of them all...to change your path...to change your course that was determined long before you decided to change it...takes an inner strength that few posess. But there are some that do and rise above all to make that kind of change. WE all have regrets and things that we wish we can change, but very few people ever do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It can happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just some things I was pondering this evening...I felt the need to share.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-6719884096796232815?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/6719884096796232815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=6719884096796232815' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/6719884096796232815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/6719884096796232815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2007/01/questions.html' title='Questions.....'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-445533489334874367</id><published>2007-01-05T10:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T11:10:46.040-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Thoughts</title><content type='html'>Apparently begging for money is now trendy while waiting in the drive thru at tim hortons…what I found really interesting, is I refused, moved up two car lengths and the guy came back to ask me again, forgetting I had already said no…..get a JOB people, I mean how low is low to beg for money from drivers in a coffee drive thru…..seen it all now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't WAIT to get the christmas decorations down..funny how when you put them up, it's a rush and want to get THAT done, but then when the holidays are over, I cant' WAIT for order back in my home.........................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never make resolutions as a rule, but this year, I have an exception that is as follows........I am NOT wasting time on people that don’t make an effort with me…an example of this is as follows.........IF you want to talk to me, call me, and vice versa.....but I’m not chasing people down anymore......if I call and leave and message for you to call me and you don’t call me back, tough.......I’m not chasing anymore, same with email......if you are too childish to tell me if you’re not returning my calls/emails, etc, for a reason, tough shit, I aint biting to indulge in your drama......if you don’t want to talk to me, don’t, but don’t use &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“well you haven’t called me or you haven’t emailed me”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; as a reason, for the phone/email, etc works two ways…..people are going to GET what they GIVE from now on.......period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, I'm not dealing with people who believe they have a separate set of life rules for themselves that permit them to have to some life rules (ie returning calls, being considerate, etc) not apply to them but then bitch to me for not being accessible when THEY have time for me..........if you can't follow the simple life rules yourself, dont expect everyone else to follow them for the sake of YOUR needs.....bugger off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more addition to those above thoughts.........Do as I SAY, dont DO as I DO doesn't fly with me anymore......lifes too short to waste time on people who dont GET that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boss....he's ok.....getting a little better, albeit still doesnt' understand what personal space is......also I have noticed that he THINKS he is far smarter than he IS.......for this reason alone, I can't wait till the owners get back....should be interesting.....also I have finally figured out how to describe how he talks to everyone....he's like the guidance counsellor on South Park "Mmmmmmm'K follows EVERY sentance.....he needs a smack.........................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy friday to everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-445533489334874367?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/445533489334874367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=445533489334874367' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/445533489334874367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/445533489334874367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2007/01/friday-thoughts.html' title='Friday Thoughts'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-7066764156819353341</id><published>2006-12-31T10:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T10:42:11.412-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflections</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; back....at least....today anyway..I can't predict the future, I'm sure that I'll be posting a little more frequently now that the holidays are slowly winding down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well typically it is my FAVE time of year.  I must admit, if there wasn't this awesome six year old in the house, the magic would not be there for me.  That's sad isn't it..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;when&lt;/span&gt; he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;magicallness&lt;/span&gt; of something dies down as you get older.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; glad we have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;tonio&lt;/span&gt; to share it with tho...because that way, the magic stays. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas eve found us at my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;inlaws&lt;/span&gt;, where we had all seafood.  Anyone that knows me knows I'm allergic, but it's cool, my mother in law always makes something special so that I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; have to eat fish.  Which is a good thing, cause to sit and watch everyone else eat, yeah well that would truly suck.  We got home fairly early, watched some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt;, some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; programs with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;tonio&lt;/span&gt; and then off to bed he went, while the elves in the house (mom and dad) got things ready for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; morning.  By the time we got things finished, it was pretty late, but for some reason lately &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;tonio&lt;/span&gt; has been sleeping in so we weren't too worried about how late it was when we finally fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas morning..typically my favorite day of the year...and my stocking is my fave gift to open.  Always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Tonio&lt;/span&gt; had us up around 8:30 which for a kid on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; morning is GREAT.  Stockings were opened, coffee was made and then we settled down into our family routine of opening presents, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;oooo'ing&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ahhhhh'ing&lt;/span&gt; over what we got, what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Santa&lt;/span&gt; treasures we found...it was a very nice morning......but alas, to lay around and relax was not going to be the call for the rest of the day.  Eight people coming for dinner had me quite busy, preparing my15 lb. turkey, my mother in law made home made &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;lasagna&lt;/span&gt;, homemade soup and we had all the fixings for a traditional turkey dinner as well.  Yes, I am still full from that meal.  But it was great, with my dad and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;stepmom&lt;/span&gt; going to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Florida&lt;/span&gt; for the next three months, I was happy to share &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boxing day the rest of my family generally comes over.  Another 12 people in the house again, eating finger foods, opening presents, it was great fun.  My mother, who typically comes alone as my step father is quite anti-social, asked early on in the day if she could stay overnight. Fine with me, but for most of the party I speculated on the reason.  I was to find out later that my step father was on a bender and her going home was not something she was willing to do right away after leaving to come to my house.  A long drive that night to see the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; lights and a long talk to accompany it had me finding out that he had been drinking for several days, pretty much ruining her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt;.  And that sucks. It's been hanging on me since, the worry, the fear if she is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, for drunk, he is a violent man.  So why does she stay? If you could answer that, you'd be ahead of me, for I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know the answer, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;havent&lt;/span&gt; for 18 years. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a friends hubbies &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;bday&lt;/span&gt; today so last night she had a party for him.  It was great fun, laughing and joking around with the friends I hold dear to my heart.  I had a great time, but had to attend alone as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;hubbie&lt;/span&gt; threw his back out earlier in the day.  But that was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, I didn't stay late but had a great time hanging out and it was a good way to end the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; for me this year? Well it started out good, the anticipation the excitement of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt;, but now, today, on New years Eve, I'm reflective and anxious to get the new year started.  For my holidays have shadowed with worry and such a down note the last few days in the background of me worrying about my mom that tonight, we're just playing it low key.  Invited to a few parties, we have chosen to stay home, make homemade pizza, watch a few of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;tonio's&lt;/span&gt; fave movies and stay mellow.  New years doesn't hold the appeal it did in my youth and frankly, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;e energy&lt;/span&gt; today to deal with another party. And no resolutions...I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; believe in them.  If you are going to make changes, make them, why use new years as a reason to do it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Huggs&lt;/span&gt; and warm thoughts to all of you for 2007..I hope your holidays and family time have been fun............pics to follow in the new year....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-7066764156819353341?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/7066764156819353341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=7066764156819353341' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/7066764156819353341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/7066764156819353341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2006/12/reflections.html' title='Reflections'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-7601720475551618654</id><published>2006-12-28T16:46:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T16:47:56.407-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>I have alot to catch you guys up on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to dedicate some time on new years eve to do it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been thinking about my fave bloggers over the holidays....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still around...I'll be posting soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-7601720475551618654?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/7601720475551618654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=7601720475551618654' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/7601720475551618654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/7601720475551618654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2006/12/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-4511466790896532705</id><published>2006-12-22T09:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T10:18:03.830-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates, Christmas, Work, etc...</title><content type='html'>New supervisor is a TWIT, the breath is now under control but now he feels the need every day to press himself up against my chair while looking at something Im' doing...funny thing is HIS boss called me in and told me he saw what was going on.....I suspect things will be taken care of but EWWWWWWWWWWWWWW people...it's just gross, I mean not really sexual harrassment at this point, but definately an invasion of personal space...a fly swater is starting to sound like a good idea here.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not done shopping, going to brave the malls today AND tomorrow still..I'm taking a piece of armor..I think it's required...........or a bodyguard maybe???..I should invest in a personal shopper...............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made two batches of cookies and making more tomorrow and sunday......I love the house smelling like fresh baked cookies around christmas..........................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonio had his CHRISTMAS CONCERT  at school on wednesday..he was a sheppard....he was VERY good and sang "joy to the world" the whole walk home....he's so festive....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonio was getting a bit lippy with me this week and I told him I'd place a call to SANTA if he didn't stop it.....his response to that was "**sigh**, Mom, really he's too busy to take CALLS this year...dont waste the call"....NICE....my sarcasim son....gotta love him.....I had to go to the other room to laugh...................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other interesting thing is tonio wears glasses and a kid in his glass has now, to date, broken 2 pairs.  ONCE was intentionally...admited adn written down to the principal that he deliberately took the glasses off my kid and stomped on them.....so now WE are seeking the money from the parents....anyone that has ever had a kid with glasses, knows how expensive these are and to date we are almost $500 in repairs....so someone else needs to take some reasponsibility here...it's quite annoying the most annoying part being that the SCHOOL is being very unsupportive....and with 3 teachers in my family, even they are SHOCKED at the lack of co-operation...it's really unsettling and right before christmas......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.....that's all that's going on...that and the fact that currently I have lost the bag of special wrapping for certain GIFTS for under the tree....oh well...back to the grind of wrapping and taping...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-4511466790896532705?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/4511466790896532705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=4511466790896532705' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/4511466790896532705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/4511466790896532705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2006/12/updates-christmas-work-etc.html' title='Updates, Christmas, Work, etc...'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-2711386477867828608</id><published>2006-12-16T09:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T09:59:09.264-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Morning thoughts</title><content type='html'>Ok, WHATS with my new boss and him not knowing what PERSONAL SPACE IS??? seriously, he likes to CLOSE talk me and whenever he is in my office he has to be RIGHT up against me.  and he has bad breath....GAWD it's annoying, he's nice and all but man, stay the regulation two feet back from me.......................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I haven't done my christmas cards yet (yeah yell at me later ok)...I'm so busy I dont even know what day it is yet...oh wait, saturday thoughts..ok, yeah I know what day it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to my old office christmas party last night and realized, I LOVED the people I worked with, HATED my job...moving was the right thing to do...................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have presents to wrap..I think I need to outsource this task..I really dont have time, I haven't even started to BAKE yet adn that's just a tragedy in this house around christmas, no cookies yet...............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont have my turkey yet for christmas day......I think at this rate, we might just have Kraft Dinner and some ice cream for dessert................who knows.....................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't had any time for blogger/myspace or my updated emails daily.....only here and there when I get a moment.....so THIS is what happens when you get a REAL job............ok..well, good to know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if anyone will even read this....maybe I've been forgotten...........................**sobs**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to forgo Tims a few times this week..lineup was TOO long and I was running late....trust me, NOT a good day for anyone to be around me at the office......ugly, just ugly..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES I know I haven't posted any more christmas pictures..I will..I promise...hopefully before christmas is over.......................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a great weekend everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-2711386477867828608?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/2711386477867828608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=2711386477867828608' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/2711386477867828608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/2711386477867828608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2006/12/saturday-morning-thoughts.html' title='Saturday Morning thoughts'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-536864952952321260</id><published>2006-12-11T20:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T20:19:35.138-05:00</updated><title type='text'>To those sweet friends</title><content type='html'>The new job...well, it's kinda like being the new kid in school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know anyone, it's not my familar office that I had called home for 5 years.  The people I love to be aroudn during the work week, aren't there.  No familiar voices to make the transaction a little easier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE the JOB...accounting, yeah ok, borning to some, but it's my niche, I'm REALLY good at it, numbers dont scare me, dont make me nervous, it all just makes sense. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new boss, nice guy, ok, first day, but he and I hit it right off, already joking around with me.  VERY cool thing, I'm off the week of christmas, EXCELLENT, so I'm happy about that.  Also he already approved my vacation in MAY to VEGAS so that's another bonus, that had me worried, wondering if I'd be able to still go - and PHEW not a problem, so WENDI, dont fret girl, I'm still going.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to those of you that took a moment to wish me luck, it makes me feel special inside to know that some of you were thinking of me today as I started my new job.....truly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post something a little more CHRISTMAS'IE tomorrow, I just wanted to update and send out some thanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GIRLS, you know who you are ......THANKS A whole lot for wishing me luck....it's nice to be remembered, even a little thing like the world of blogger, still nice to know that REAL, truly honest and sweet people still exist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHEERS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-536864952952321260?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/536864952952321260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=536864952952321260' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/536864952952321260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/536864952952321260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2006/12/to-those-sweet-friends.html' title='To those sweet friends'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-5611693022184256543</id><published>2006-12-07T15:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T16:02:04.586-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Fun..Part I</title><content type='html'>So the below picture is of the front of my house right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES it's a snowman and YES it's 8 feet tall and I LOVE IT!!!!!!!!!!....So no making fun (and you know who I mean by this....dont think you dont know I know you want to make fun, no making fun!!!) He's just festive, and believe me, I love things around my house this time of year to be festive......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/RXh-7JtlcbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/X8n2j4LEEjE/s1600-h/Picture+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005890540506804658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/RXh-7JtlcbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/X8n2j4LEEjE/s320/Picture+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next photo is Tonio with Santa (for those of you who believe like me, one of SANTAS HELPERS) at the party that was for the patients of the dialisis unit at the hospital.  My father in law is on dialisis and has been for almost 3 years now.  He fell into emergency on the day of Christmas Eve 3 years ago and Joe and I never forget what that Christmas was like.  We are grateful that it was found that he could receive the help he gets now to lead as much of a normal live as he does now.  Such a warm heart and true heart my father in law has and we support anything that has to do with the hospital that gives him so much comfort with what he deals with now having 90% kidney failure.  Both him and my mother in law are the LOVELIEST people you'd ever meet and Tonio is their little man...loved like no other. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway we had a great time at the party and the picture below is from that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/RXiAVZtlccI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PRj7F_APJLM/s1600-h/Picture+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005892090989998530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/RXiAVZtlccI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PRj7F_APJLM/s320/Picture+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;More pictures to follow........&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-5611693022184256543?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/5611693022184256543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=5611693022184256543' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/5611693022184256543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/5611693022184256543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas-funpart-i.html' title='Christmas Fun..Part I'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/RXh-7JtlcbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/X8n2j4LEEjE/s72-c/Picture+041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-730229039438860079</id><published>2006-12-05T08:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T13:48:47.808-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Something to do.......before I leave this job....</title><content type='html'>I found this on &lt;a href="http://www.jintrinsique2.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jin's Page&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; so I borrowed it to do here...yes, borrowed..lets go with that..she wont mind....right????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I have nothing to do today but WAIT for my papers, I might as well blog....ok, here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU SNORE?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I do, I can admit it..never EVER seems to be an issue tho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARE YOU A LOVER OR A FIGHTER?&lt;br /&gt;Depends on the day, I'm definately both&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT'S YOUR WORST FEAR?&lt;br /&gt;Heights....BIG Time, especially if there is no safety fence or net or something, yeah definately heights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AS A KID, WERE YOU A LEGO MANIAC?&lt;br /&gt;No, not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF REALITY TV?&lt;br /&gt;I used to be addicted...now, not so much. The only "reality" tv I really like is IRON CHEF AMERICA and THE AMAZING RACE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU CHEW ON YOUR STRAWS?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WERE YOU A CUTE BABY?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I was cute - wait I'm still cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IS THE SINGLE LIFE FOR YOU?&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been "single" since I was 15, first boyfriend, 3 years, I broke up with him and 12 hours later met my future husband...we've been married for 10+ years now..if I ever AM single again, I'll let you know - lol quite obviously I like to be non-single&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT COLOR IS YOUR KEYBOARD?&lt;br /&gt;Standard Grey and dark grey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU SING IN THE SHOWER?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah alot of the time I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER BUNGEE JUMPED?&lt;br /&gt;No, remember greatest fear, no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANY SECRET TALENTS?&lt;br /&gt;Well if I SHARE them, they wont be SECRET anymore now will they???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT'S YOUR IDEAL VACATION SPOT?&lt;br /&gt;DisneyWorld.......with tonio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAN YOU SWIM?&lt;br /&gt;You betcha, was on the swim team all through highschool, held two titles for time and speed in two different events, even taught for a while...love it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU SEEN THE MOVIE DONNIE DARKO?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU GIVE A DAMN ABOUT THE OZONE?&lt;br /&gt;Yes I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW MANY LICKS DOES IT TAKE TO GET TO THE CENTER OF A TOOTSIE POP?&lt;br /&gt;BLECH, I dont like tootsie pops!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAN YOU SING THE ALPHABET BACKWARDS?&lt;br /&gt;if I REALLY put my mind to it, yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU PREFER ELECTRIC OR MANUAL PENCIL SHARPENER?&lt;br /&gt;Manual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT'S YOUR STAND ON HUNTING?&lt;br /&gt;I think it SUCKS, hows that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IS MARRIAGE IN YOUR FUTURE?&lt;br /&gt;lol - again, dont know - depends on how joe feels about it...maybe he'll trade me in for a newer model and I'll have to start all over again - lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU LIKE YOUR HANDWRITING?&lt;br /&gt;no, not really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT ARE YOU ALLERGIC TO?&lt;br /&gt;Penicillian, Shellfish.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU SAID, I LOVE YOU?&lt;br /&gt;To tonio, when I dropped him off at the sitters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU CRY AT WEDDINGS?&lt;br /&gt;Always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW DO YOU LIKE YOUR EGGS?&lt;br /&gt;I dont. I MAKE great omlets and such but I dont LIKE to eat them myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARE BLONDES DUMB?&lt;br /&gt;I dont think a hair colour makes you dumb, you either are or arent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHERE DOES THE OTHER SOCK END UP?&lt;br /&gt;NO CLUE....honestly I think you wash them and then after they are clean and dry, the leave the house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT TIME IS IT?&lt;br /&gt;8:55AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU HAVE A NICKNAME?&lt;br /&gt;Andie, Annnge...Babe......Nut.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IS MCDONALDS DISGUSTING?&lt;br /&gt;of COURSE it is...still yummie as a treat tho once in a while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU WERE IN A CAR?&lt;br /&gt;An hour ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU PREFER BATHS OR SHOWERS?&lt;br /&gt;ok, I can't BELIEVE jin and I have the same answer here, but I like a really hot bath first and then finish with a hot shower...drives joe MENTAL as there is sometimes not enough hot water left after I'm done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IS SANTA CLAUS REAL?&lt;br /&gt;YES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU LIKE TO HAVE YOUR NECK KISSED?&lt;br /&gt;Yes I do.......no explination needed here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARE YOU AFRAID OF THE DARK?&lt;br /&gt;BIG TIME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT ARE YOU ADDICTED TO?&lt;br /&gt;Certain people......my computer.....my ipod....music....SALT, omg, I so wish I wasn't.....!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CRUNCHY OR CREAMY PEANUT BUTTER?&lt;br /&gt;Crunchy ROCKS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAN YOU CRACK YOUR NECK?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah sometimes if I REALLY have to I can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER RIDDEN IN AN AMBULANCE?&lt;br /&gt;Nope, almost but I refused it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IS DRUG FREE THE WAY TO BE?&lt;br /&gt;Yes! well ok, except fo the ones I have to take for medical reasons and my birth control pills and the fact that I ALWAYS have ADVIL in the house and the occasional bit of MJ once in a blue moon these days (OK &lt;a href="http://www.moesspace.blogspot.com/"&gt;MOE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; are you HAPPY NOW, JESUS H WOMAN)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARE YOU A HEAVY SLEEPER?&lt;br /&gt;Big time, good thing joe isn't or when tonio was a baby he'd never have gotten fed every 3 hours...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT COLOR ARE YOUR EYES?&lt;br /&gt;Green,Blue and yellow....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU LIKE YOUR LIFE?&lt;br /&gt;I think everyone wishes little things could change, but yeah for the most part, I have a pretty good life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARE YOU PSYCHIC?&lt;br /&gt;see, if you just changed the word to PSYCHO...lol..no I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU READ CATCHER IN THE RYE?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU PLAY ANY INSTRUMENTS?&lt;br /&gt;LMFAO @ what Jin put here....I play piano....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER STOLEN MONEY?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah out of my dads piggie bank when I was a kid a few times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAN YOU SNOWBOARD?&lt;br /&gt;Not good enough to say I can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU LIKE CAMPING?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah with the right group of people (right wendi) it's a BLAST you talk about it years later...yeah I always have a good time in the woods *wink wink wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU SNORT WHEN YOU LAUGH?&lt;br /&gt;lol - ok, yeah I have before but generally no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU BELIEVE IN MAGIC?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I do anything to do with Pagans, anything magical just facinates me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARE DOGS A MAN'S BEST FRIEND?&lt;br /&gt;Always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU BELIEVE IN DIVORCE?&lt;br /&gt;My parents are so I support it..if they had stayed married, they would have KILLED each other..talk about a kramer vs kramer divorce.....yeah ugly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAN YOU DO THE MOONWALK?&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU MAKE A LOT OF MISTAKES?&lt;br /&gt;I think everyon makes alot of mistakes, it's what you learn from them that counts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IS IT COLD OUTSIDE TODAY?&lt;br /&gt;it's -4 with a high of -1 today, my car didn't start right away, YEAH it's cold!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU ATE?&lt;br /&gt;Cinnamin and rasin Bagel and I'm drinking a coffee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU WEAR NAIL POLISH?&lt;br /&gt;Always on my toes and ALWAYS Some weird colour like orange or blue..right now, they are navy blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW MANY PEOPLE DO YOU LIKE RIGHT NOW?&lt;br /&gt;honestly, about 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT'S THE MOST ANNOYING TV COMMERCIAL?&lt;br /&gt;Every commercial is annoying, except the bell ones with the beavers, they are funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU SHOP AT AMERICAN EAGLE?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAVORITE SONG AT THE MOMENT?&lt;br /&gt;"Animals", by Nickelback, just how I feel when I hear it..love that song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO ARE YOU TAGGING?&lt;br /&gt;WEll I wasn't tagged to do this, so I'm not going to tag, but if you want to take it from me and do it, do it...dare ya...i DARE ya.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-730229039438860079?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/730229039438860079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=730229039438860079' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/730229039438860079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/730229039438860079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2006/12/something-to-dobefore-i-leave-this-job.html' title='Something to do.......before I leave this job....'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-4743867635421660726</id><published>2006-12-05T08:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T08:28:09.836-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Day................</title><content type='html'>So it's my last day at work....well at work at THIS job.......Not quite sure how I feel about it today to be honest. I woke up like every other day, showered, dressed, got tonio ready, I mean it didn't really feel like my last day.....yet it is....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I sad? Maybe a little, I've called this office home for 5+ years and to leave is sad, I'll miss my coworkers and the general atmosphere that is here. What a fun place to work in terms of environment. I've never felt more comfortable in a group of people like i do here. So WHY leave you ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Professional opportunity. Career Advancement. The ability to make much more money down the road. All reasons I can't stay here. I have no where to go. I got a raise a month ago. It really wasn't enough I required, I deserved more. I think that was the nail that finally sealed the coffin for me to leave. My boss, as socially well we got along, as a boss, he sucked. Another good reason to leave. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So off I go, onto a new road, kinda scary.....really new......really excited....gotta say REALLY scared....but I know deep down I've made the right move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Odd thing that happened yesterday, the president and my boss both made sure I received an invitation to the company (that I presently work for up till 4pm today) Christmas party. Now, the question of the day, do I go - or do I not go? I've been reasoning this over and over in my head since I received the invite. I mean I'm leaving...so maybe I shouldn't go...but then again, they are not angry about my leaving, upset I'm going, yes, but not angry, supportive of my decision to resign, but not upset...so maybe I should go...........THOUGHTS?!?!? would you go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's all that is new............my blogging might be sporadic the next few weeks as I settle into my new position...but never fear...I wont be far away for long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-4743867635421660726?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/4743867635421660726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=4743867635421660726' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/4743867635421660726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/4743867635421660726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2006/12/last-day.html' title='Last Day................'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-3737324635399726410</id><published>2006-12-01T08:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T08:58:36.239-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday's Thoughts</title><content type='html'>Well, it was BOUND to happen...nothing about Tim's for weeks and TODAY, they forgot to put sugar in my double double.........see, I knew something was just WAITING to happen...they had been too good at their job for a few weeks........coffee with no sugar when you EXPECT sugar is NASTY................horrid and vial tasting..good thing I keep extra sugar at the office............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's RAINING like you would not BELIEVE here and it has been for now two days.....it's almost biblical...I saw two rats going two by two yesterday...if I see another set of animals going two by two and I'm investing in a lifeboat.................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Rain........why is it that people in cars will AIM For puddles just to hit a pedestrian walking down the street...I've seen this twice already in two days....it's evil.....what's WRONG With those drivers???? explain it to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just about done my Christmas shopping *insert throwing things at me here*..I know it shocks me too, as a rule I'm still generally shopping on December 22nd for stuff....but I was a little more organized this year.....scary...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lights are finally on the house and turned on.......along with our NEWEST outside addition, our 8 foot snowman.....................yes...I know....it doesn't need to be said....believe me, Joe has said enough of the 8 foot snowman.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been cleaning out my desk at work seeing as I'm coming close to ending my work at this particular office...it's AMAZING what you find when you dig deep enough.......I THINK I found something that used to be an orange......just scary..............im AMAZED there was no smell...........course I haven't tackled the other drawer in my desk yet.....I'm actually afraid, things are moving around inside of it...............$5 for anyone that wants to attempt to clean it out.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen many debates this week throughout blogger world since the new 007 Flick came out, saying that Daniel Craig is the BEST bond yet.....NO...ROGER MOORE WAS and still is the BEST bond in my opinion...he just oozes class, which is so INTRICATE in the Bond character....(close second is Bronson)......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a happy Friday everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-3737324635399726410?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/3737324635399726410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=3737324635399726410' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/3737324635399726410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/3737324635399726410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2006/12/fridays-thoughts.html' title='Friday&apos;s Thoughts'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-7272867858986582645</id><published>2006-11-29T08:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T08:39:17.565-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged...AGAIN, sheesh</title><content type='html'>Alright, I Was tagged, AGAIN, so here goes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holiday Edition of Getting to Know Your Friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Egg Nog or Hot Chocolate?&lt;br /&gt;Hot chocolate, Egg Nog is TOTALLY un-natural!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Does Santa wrap presents or just sit them under the tree? &lt;br /&gt;Santa wraps presents in SPECIAL paper, each child has a designated paper - my son for example gets SILVER paper with RED BOWS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Colored lights on tree/house or white?&lt;br /&gt;On the house, White with colour accents on trees.  On the tree in the house, multicoloured lights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you hang mistletoe?&lt;br /&gt;No, everyone just kisses me anyway for some reason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. When do you put your decorations up?&lt;br /&gt;December 1st.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What is your favorite holiday dish (excluding dessert)&lt;br /&gt;the TURKEY at my house on christmas day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Favorite Holiday memory as a child:&lt;br /&gt;My sister adn I would always wake up to find our stockings on the end of our beds, full to the brim with treats from santa, we'd sit, compare, and giggle for hours before  my parents got up.  we were NEVER Allowed to go see the tree before they got up, I love that tradition and still follow it in my house now.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. When and how did you learn the truth about Santa?&lt;br /&gt;Learn what, he's REAL you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Do you open a gift on Christmas Eve?&lt;br /&gt;With my inlaws, yes.  Everything else comes on Christmas Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. How do you decorate your Christmas Tree?&lt;br /&gt;I'm very particular about it.  Multicoloured lights, GREEN, RED and SILVER balls and beads and THEN I have special spots for very special decorations.  It's all organized...drives Joey mental&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Snow! Love it or Dread it?&lt;br /&gt;LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE it. Bring it on baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Can you ice skate?&lt;br /&gt;I sure can. It's really fun now that tonio has learned how to skate too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Do you remember your favorite gift?&lt;br /&gt;Getting my first stereo from my dad and stepmom, they hid it in the house and I had to follow clues to find it.....very cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What's the most important thing about the Holidays for you?&lt;br /&gt;Being with my family and close friends, ALWAYS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What is your favorite Holiday Dessert?&lt;br /&gt;My aunt makes this traditional christmas Log, it's chocolate with whip-cream all the way through it..YUMMIE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What is your favorite holiday tradition?&lt;br /&gt;Doing my christmas cards and listening to the nutcracker soundtrack on the stereo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What tops your tree?&lt;br /&gt;A white star that lights up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Which do you prefer giving or receiving?&lt;br /&gt;I like giving and watching everyone opening gifts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What is your favorite Christmas Song?&lt;br /&gt;Little Drummer Boy by Bing Crosby and David Bowie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Candy Canes&lt;br /&gt;So not a fan, but they are ok I guess&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-7272867858986582645?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/7272867858986582645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=7272867858986582645' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/7272867858986582645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/7272867858986582645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2006/11/taggedagain-sheesh.html' title='Tagged...AGAIN, sheesh'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-1440078505685675464</id><published>2006-11-27T10:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T11:07:34.849-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Purse contents, Hockey and Chili</title><content type='html'>So Saturday evening we had a bunch of people over.......the usual suspects of course, plus a few others, to watch the leaf game, sit around and chat the night away over a few drinks, generally a good way to spend an evening on the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a KICK ASS chili, I must say myself...there was none left, so either everyone was REALLY hungry and just ate it cause it was there or it was REALLY good....I'd like to think it was REALLY Good....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The game was good...leafs lost, only goal was by sundin, whom joey can't STAND so there was no real joy in that goal......I didn't watch the game...I had better things to do, as the story will unfold below here............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Krissy and I started to get ansy and needed a project (we ALWAYS need a project) so this time, we decided to take wendi's purse and clean it. NOW let me paint this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wendi's purse must weight 15 lbs.  How ANYONES purse can weight that much I do not know.  Know the old saying "everything plus the kitchen sink...."..that's her purse.  SO krissy and I decided to dump it on the floor and open up the contents of pandora's box..............WELL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear to god, we removed 1/2 a bag of garbage out of it.  Some interesting points tho...whenever wendi goes to the walmart she buys some sort of chocolate...and a purchase of something called 200 mls liquid.......we are still trying to figure THAT one out (she thinks it was cream for coffee)......I found 8 different lipsticks.......a lighter and she quit smoking like 6 months ago....a various amount of drop bottles, varying from eyedrops to stuff I'm not even sure of what it was...I do remember one pill bottle being questioned by her with "oh I dont even remember what this prescription is FOR."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the BEST find was the plastic bag at the bottom...actually STUCK to the bottom of the purse because of a jam dumping incident...I didn't question it...tho I laughed so hard I could not breath.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mission accomplished tho, we did get it all cleaned out.....now it weights 11 lbs..........I'm doing a ramdom check in a few weeks......see if it still as clean as it was when we left it.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God love her tho, she just let us pawn thru and clean it out.  She was a good sport about it all and laughed right along with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I truly have the GREATEST Friends...............remember wendi, spot check will creep up on you when you LEAST expect it.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-1440078505685675464?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/1440078505685675464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=1440078505685675464' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/1440078505685675464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/1440078505685675464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2006/11/purse-contents-hockey-and-chili.html' title='Purse contents, Hockey and Chili'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-8599614313495944292</id><published>2006-11-25T08:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T08:49:18.572-05:00</updated><title type='text'>CRAP I was tagged.....6 things about me</title><content type='html'>So, &lt;a href="http://www.moesspace.blogspot.com/"&gt;Moe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; tagged me (thanks remind me to come thank you personally for that one). I have to post “6 weird things about you”. People who get tagged have to write a blog of their own 6 weird things as well as state this rule clearly. In the end, you need to choose 6 people to be tagged and list their names. Don’t forget to leave a comment that says “you are tagged” in their comments and tell them to read your blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, here goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I can fall asleep right after having a cup of coffee...it's not an issue. I can also wake up on a saturday morning, have a shower and still go back to bed...yup, I know your jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. If you want to make me squirm, put your feet near me. (with you on that one moe), FEET creep me out big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I'm double jointed. Only in my fingers, but my thumbs and pinkies I can bend and crack and snap as if there are no bones there......creeps OTHERS out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I am very obessive compulsive. Enough that if I dont complete a task the way I ALWAYS do, I get all freaked out and my day will be completely ruined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I care about what other people think about me. I dont generally come across that way, but it's very true. Other peoples opinions I really take to heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Im very domestic, I LOVE to cook and clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phew, ok that wasn't so hard, it was harder to try to narrow down WHAT six to pick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, my pics are: (btw, i would have picked jaci and rich but someone else tagged them as well, Jewels too I noticed, oh well)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.joesopinions.blogspot.com/"&gt;Joe&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jintrinsique2.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.afrenchgirlinniagarafalls.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jewels&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pointless-drivel.com//"&gt;Mr. FAB&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.johnslittlecorneroftheuniverse.blogspot.com/"&gt;John&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lostinlifeangelfire.blogspot.com/"&gt;Angelfire&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-8599614313495944292?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/8599614313495944292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=8599614313495944292' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/8599614313495944292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/8599614313495944292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2006/11/crap-i-was-tagged6-things-about-me.html' title='CRAP I was tagged.....6 things about me'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-3782186364361041186</id><published>2006-11-24T08:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T08:32:42.032-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Thoughts</title><content type='html'>I have tennis elbow.....I dont play tennis, yet according to the pain I have and what I've looked up on the Internet, I have tennis elbow.........how DOES that happen exactly....................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My son has REALLY discovered some parts of his body..with a vengeance......I love having a boy....have I mentioned that?...I've left it to his father to deal with it..........that should be interesting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have become ADDICTED to cooking shows....my fave chefs are Nigella Lawson, Michael Smith, any of the IRON CHEFS, Alton Brown, so far those are my top four.....I'm learning lots of new recipes and such.....ask hubbie..he gets to be the guinea pig.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm running out of places to hide xmas presents...Im two steps away from digging holes in the backyard.....ideas are welcome....................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready for a break from work now.................new job looming in the future, I just want out of my old job now.....................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is WITH people who can't see stop signs and just blow right through them...what I have to not only know all the rules of the road myself but I also have to TEACH everyone driving around me as well................really if that's the case I want a government paycheque.........................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And speaking of driving, the first snowfall will be here soon enough.................better take out collision if you dont already have it..................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The santa clause parade in Toronto last weekend was GREAT, but really showed just how RUDE people can be.  We were there almost 2 hours before the parade started WITH our kids (mine is 6, my friends son is 4) and WE dealt with entertaining them till the parade started...what really PISSES me off is these yuppie ass couples with their kids who walk up 3 min before the parade starts and plunks their kid down by mine and asks ME to move over so their kid can see the parade.......look, if it's so important, GET There in plenty of time and find a spot...we did, WHY can't you.........so now WE, when we had been so comfy and had room, are now SQUISHED together because people are just IGNORANT and use their kids as the reason "well it IS a parade for the kids, so do you mind if mine sits with yours".....generally my reaction is "no I dont mind" but dont horde in all your chairs and stuff in MY personal space because YOU didn't want to leave 2 hours earlier....piss me RIGHT off....................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to doing nothing at work now.......this is the bain of my existence till I get to leave......I need to be rescued..someone send me some fun games to play or something...............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Friday Everyone..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-3782186364361041186?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/3782186364361041186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=3782186364361041186' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/3782186364361041186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/3782186364361041186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2006/11/friday-thoughts_24.html' title='Friday Thoughts'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-5007632886251910012</id><published>2006-11-22T13:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T13:20:17.651-05:00</updated><title type='text'>BIG NEWSSSSSSSSSSS</title><content type='html'>So anyone that really knows me knows I have not been happy at work lately.  I took a promotion that did not turn out to be what I had thought.  THAT sucked.  I mean I'm not in a position where I can just stay at home and not work and/or wait for the right job to come along without working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was working, not enjoying it very much...but still working....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I GOT ANOTHER JOB!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right folks, I am going back to the world of AR/AP - ACCOUNTING............yeah OK to most of you out there that might sound boring as hell, but you know what? I'm great at it.  I have a knack for numbers, dont even ask me why but I do.  I mean I'd love to say "it's genetic" as my dad is a retired CMA and that he always hoped Id follow in his footsteps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I resisted it for the longest time, wouldn't major in it in school and just stuck with Business, in general, but not really focusing on Accounting even though any accounting course I would take I could get top marks generally but I still resisted it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided that it's time to really focus on what I'm good at.  So I was offered a job.  I told them I didn't think the money was enough, they brought their offer up and I accepted.  I would have been foolish not too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the only thing that has been hard, telling my current employer that I'm leaving. I stressed and stressed about it most of last night, barely slept, had really bad disturbing dreams, I just felt ill when I came to work this morning.  My Chum at work, I told her first, she was VERY supportive, understanding, upset I'm leaving but knows why and is behind me.  Then came my boss.  All morning I waited to talk to him, every chance I got, slipped by because he has had non stop meetings going on.  Finally I cornered him, sure he had received my resignation letter via email.  Well he HADNT, however he was truly so supportive, I could hardly believe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean I expected at this point to be escorted out.  But no, he was supportive that I'm going back to a field I obviously excel at and that I'm excited about doing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So a BIG sigh of relief....back to the world of finance and numbers and debits and credits for me, I can't hardly wait....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now time to start stressing about the NEW job.........................yikes.....maybe I'll wait a few days before I start to do that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-5007632886251910012?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/5007632886251910012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=5007632886251910012' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/5007632886251910012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/5007632886251910012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2006/11/big-newsssssssssss.html' title='BIG NEWSSSSSSSSSSS'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-57728595494767300</id><published>2006-11-20T08:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T09:05:55.420-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Happenings.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4429/3782/1600/4955/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4429/3782/320/75811/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a new Hat I just got...I'm loving it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4429/3782/1600/954680/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4429/3782/320/342882/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My chum Wendi.......at the bar...doesn't she look THRILLED?!?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4429/3782/1600/134483/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4429/3782/320/660443/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Krissy and I, rocking out to the band on stage....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;My weekend, as you can see was really fun. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I apologize for no Friday thoughts, I know there are some of you that look for them ever week.....Friday I was off work, I took the day off to chill out and just get prepared for a very busy weekend. Friday night, the girls (pictured above) and I decided to go out for dinner and then catch a few bands at a bar down the street from my place. We had a good time out but really we didn't pay much attention to the bands...we spent more of the night laughing amongst ourselves...I swear at one point I had to beg Kris to stop making me laugh cause I couldn't breath...my sides were killing me...today I feel like I had an intense workout on the weekend and I can barely move from it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Saturday was my chill out day. Antonio had a "date night" with his aunt so after dropping him off I got a PANICKED call from my gran because she had NO milk and no one loves her enough to go to the store to get her milk and would I mind going cause I was already in the city and BLAH BLAH BLAH....yes I went to get her milk...then I didn't get the RIGHT kind of 2% and oh JESUS could she just complain a little more, then she told me she hated that I had coloured my hair black, so what was only going to be a 5 min run up drop off milk at apartment situation turned into a 20 min sit down and discuss my hair, sure you dont want a cup of tea moment..I finally escaped and headed home....................so much for chill out day.........but I did have a nice quiet relaxed evening...............&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sunday I went to meet my sister and Tonio, as well as hook up with my chum Wendi and her son Logan and more family members at the Toronto Santa Clause Parade. We were all done up to stay warm, had our Santa hats on.....we had a GREAT Time. I always enjoy going, for there is nothing that brings me more instant warmth to my heart and big smiles to my face than watching my little guy get ALL excited at the parade, enjoying every marching band (especially the SALVATION ARMY BAND - Wendi is a BIG Supporter, that's her church and she knew lots of members, we were cheering especially loud when they passed by).....and then of course, the arrival of SANTA........that moment in the parade always just starts the holiday spirit in full gear for me.....................................we had a GREAT time.........but by the time we got home, I had one sleeping member in my back seat and believe me, I wasn't far behind&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lots of yawning today.......................................but it was worth it.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-57728595494767300?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/57728595494767300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=57728595494767300' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/57728595494767300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/57728595494767300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2006/11/this-is-new-hat-i-just-got.html' title='Weekend Happenings.....'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-641477253826220254</id><published>2006-11-15T08:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T09:03:13.038-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hump Day..all Jumbled....</title><content type='html'>So here I sit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday..........full of thoughts, have no idea how to get them all down..I'm thinking point form.....here goes..point form in paragraphs.....so it's like a regular post then...oh WHATEVER.....here goes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubbie is leaving for Vegas tomorrow....he's going for four days with his cousin..and then in three weeks, he's off again to San Francisco to see an NFL game..........and I know alot of wives  (even girlfriends) that would just be freaking if their hubbie/boyfriend went away without them.  I've even had some of these "type" of women actually made comments to me about it.  I find it amusing actually.  The way I see it, he's a grown up.  He works full time.  He's a GREAT Dad, he's a good husband, and really if he wanted to "do something" he wouldn't have to go to the states to do it.....and really....having a leash on someone, it's just so not my style....His cousin says "you're the coolest wife Andrea"...but I dont think that's true..I'm just adult enough to realize that instilling a "leash" policy doesn't work...everything in a relationship, for it to work, has to be equal........and I dont think hubbie needs a leash....like I Said...he's a grown up.....and anyway, I'm going away without him in a few months...........and he has no issues with that - right dear???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(dont fear tho ladies..I still have a stipulation of him going away without me...like I wanna present you know!!! lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a weekend alone now...and I truly can't wait to just veg for most of it....it worked out that tonio is going to my sisters Saturday night and my inlaws wanted him Friday night so I have a few evenings alone.......I took Friday off...so some of the girls are coming over for a traditional PJ party, but with some added twists...we're doing "martini" night.......and then we're going to go see a band perform just down the street at a bar near my place..if you can make it COME on up....the more the merrier.............should be interesting...incorporating a drunken stroll into the evening at some point.......I hope to have pictures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday is the Toronto Santa Clause Parade....and my whole family is going...some really close friends as well.  WE go every year, tonio just loves it..and I must admit, I'm a big fan myself..it's always so much fun to go down to the parade and go with a crowd of friends.  What upsets me these days is that people more frequently wish you "seasons greetings" as opposed to "Merry Christmas"...that's a whole other post, but really I mean what ever happened to "Merry Christmas" and why is it not socially acceptable anymore...when did it become almost socially UNACCEPTABLE to wish someone a Merry Christmas...if you are at the CHRISTMAS parade, if you are doing CHRISTMAS Activities, then one would expect to be wished a "Merry Christmas"......  I mean it USED To be so normal....what changed and WHEN did it change..I didn't get the memo.......I like Merry Christmas..it symbolizes the holiday for people like myself who celebrate it.....so why mask it with "Seasons Greetings"?????..and dont give me "well there are a lot of holidays around this time of year"..so what, be wishfully specific - i mean we USED to say it..so I dont know why it changed, did we all of a sudden make up or adopt more holidays in December that were not here before???......and who decided it was socially unacceptable to wish someone a "Merry Christmas".........I dont get it.......a friend of mine has a shirt that says "Lets put the CHRIST back in CHRISTMAS....."...and I think she's going to wear it on Sunday..should be interesting.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's FREEZING in my office again today.......hard to believe I work for a controls distribution house isn't it??...currently it's 68 degrees in here........yeah tshirt, two sweaters and a DESK heater should make me warm up a little..here's hoping.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE DOCTOR IS IN  - and is IRRITATED - Im taking a stand to a certain person, you KNOW who you are...no more bitching to me on the phone at night if you aren't going to follow thru with your bitching........period..I'm sick of hearing of people complain and complain and then do NOTHING to change what they were complaining about....or even better, complain about a girlfriend, for example, for an HOUR AND A HALF and then go buy said girlfriend flowers days later cause THEY felt better about getting all the anger off their chest........ok, it's fine to vent, but if you dont tell the person in your relationship that you have issues....nothing is going to change...telling a friend or someone else by venting is fine, to get the ANGER out of the thoughts before you have the conversation with the other person in your relationship...... but the conversation STILL needs to be had with the OTHER PERSON IN YOUR RELATIONSHIP............VENTING to me doesn't change things.....all it does is take the anger out...unless you CLUE in the other person in your relationship that things aren't as smooth as THEY think they are..things aren't going to change.......really all talking to someone else (like myself) does is release some of the anger so you dont go attacking the other person, but the other person still needs to be approached.....venting to me didn't ERASE things or CHANGE them.........just calmed you down a bit....go talk to the other person.....or dont come back to complain to me again..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gawd, am I the ONLY one that gets that? Tell me that isn't so.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See I need another coffee now.......................I wonder if anyone here has a flask in there desk..I'm off to check.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a happy hump day everyone!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-641477253826220254?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/641477253826220254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=641477253826220254' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/641477253826220254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/641477253826220254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2006/11/hump-dayall-jumbled.html' title='Hump Day..all Jumbled....'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-4395109640694698729</id><published>2006-11-13T09:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T09:56:34.517-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Considerations and Stepping Back....</title><content type='html'>I feel over the last few years that I've lost my faith in the words of others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That being said, there are some people in my world that NEVER let me down.  Say what they mean, mean what they say, it never changes.  I consider myself one of these people.  I take great care in knowing that the LITTLE things mean so much more than anything big.  That small considerations are always remembered and appreciated by not only me but others as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know too many people that don't understand this.  I mean I suppose my want and hope that they could change, find that one moment in time that really makes them realize that life is a once around.  You dont get a second chance to make a first impression, that LIFE is what you make it and if you dont give consideration to others, it's going to eventually bite you in the ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got to say in the last few months there are people that I feel now I should just give up on.  That I know will NEVER change, no matter how much I wish they would.  No matter how many times I give in, or give a second, third, fourth chance, it's never going to change.  That they will never understand what the "little things" mean.....Does that make me a bad person? No I dont think so.  Does it make me realistic...perhaps more than I would ever really want to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dream alot.  I want to live in this perfect existence of everyone treating everyone the way they deserve, to find that I'm not the only person in MY world that is considerate.  Yet the reality is, most people aren't as considerate as they could be. I have only a small short list of people in my world that I would say are considerate as me. Its hard for someone who is considerate to just walk away from someone who isn't, for the want to give another chance is always there...but eventually you have your breaking point........I feel I'm there...with a few people....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not a pleasant thing to have to let someone go.........but I feel at this point, if I step back.....ease off that if they NOTICE, then it's worth trying again..but if they dont..then I've made the right decision.................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-4395109640694698729?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/4395109640694698729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=4395109640694698729' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/4395109640694698729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/4395109640694698729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2006/11/considerations-and-stepping-back.html' title='Considerations and Stepping Back....'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-8051026744108846616</id><published>2006-11-10T08:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T08:39:03.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday thoughts.....</title><content type='html'>Im going to the dollar store after work to get a BINGO dabber, that pretty much sums up my STATUS in life right now...lol.....................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be careful of OVERLY cheerful people in the morning..I'm just saying.................8am is TOO early to be cheerful, hell 9am is too early............I dont care how much coffee you have had........trust me I haven't had enough to deal with cheerfulness, that's a given.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm always accused of being a morning person...I'm not...I just dont have the energy first thing in the morning to argue differently...................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My son has had a GREAT week.....funny, I tore the teacher a new one, was very prepared for our meeting a week ago and suddenly MY kid isn't so bad anymore....ironic isn't it..................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinnamon and Raisin bagels ROCK...............................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After setting the clocks 1 hour behind a few weeks ago, I'm thinking about petitioning for 2 hours next year...I need the extra sleep, seriously.........................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tip - never let your Six year old sit with the Sears Christmas Wish Book......................though, they are quiet for hours..hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was in Toys R Us this week....to pick up something on raincheck..for my THIRTY FIVE YEAR OLD HUSBAND...that just seems WRONG to me............................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My co-worker isn't here today......I changed the radio station (she likes easy listening, I mean SNOOOZE FM here people)......I feel like SUCH a rebel...it's sad really, I know..........................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-8051026744108846616?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/8051026744108846616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=8051026744108846616' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/8051026744108846616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/8051026744108846616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2006/11/friday-thoughts.html' title='Friday thoughts.....'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-8076409763112474737</id><published>2006-11-09T11:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T11:08:46.236-05:00</updated><title type='text'>UNDER the G...........................</title><content type='html'>So generally I'm pretty busy on the weekend.  I know that we keep a pretty active social life at home and I'm cool with that, I mean we both work hard and always need something to blow off steam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubbie generally goes out for a few bevies after work to hooters on a Friday and that suffices him.....he doesn't like LATE nights on a Friday..his choice, that's cool....and what he wants to do with his friends is ALWAYS cool with me.............but I like to come home, chill and THEN go out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the original plan for tomorrow night was to hook up with some of the peps and go downtown for a little dark and disturbed clubbing, loud music, a few bevies...just a way to blow off some steam on a Friday night.  Well the plans have now changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're going to........WAIT for it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BINGO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have to confess, I'm kinda thinking it will be fun.  We're going for a BINGO type pre-meal of Beer and Wings and then off to 10pm bingo.........  I havent' been to BINGO in years and I always have a good time.  If you have ever been you know what I mean it's just always so much fun....if you have never been.....go, you'll have a good time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I need to find my bingo dabber, a few luckie troll dolls and I'm all set....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure I'll have a blog to follow..at least one anyway...maybe even a picture or two....it JUST depends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone else wanna come, come on down........the more the merrier.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-8076409763112474737?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/8076409763112474737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=8076409763112474737' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/8076409763112474737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/8076409763112474737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2006/11/under-g.html' title='UNDER the G...........................'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-1320776470246260520</id><published>2006-11-08T08:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T08:38:31.894-05:00</updated><title type='text'>When is too much, TOO much</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I had this posted in &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MySpace&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;...but it's a valid post so I thought I'd share it here as well......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When IS too much too much???  It's a loaded statement I realize this. I mean it could be applied to anything, booze, drugs, food, comments, Christmas decorations, I mean pretty much anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when IS too much too much when it comes to making a point. I mean do you have your say, have the other person have a say back and then be done with it? Should it go on and on and on until someone is really hurt? I mean when is TOO much too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think there should be some rules. And Im sending these out here from left field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.If you are going to state a fact, STATE THE FACTS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dont embellish it to make yourself sound smarter than you are, dont quote a famous person just to make a point, relish in your OWN thoughts, not someone elses....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont leave ANY facts out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont stir shit to stir shit, leave that for the kids, you know still in HIGH school...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Allow the person you are making the statement about the chance to rebut, I mean you had your say, let them have theirs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Dont attack someone simply to attack. I mean if you are bored and have nothing better to do, go be more constructive, dont start fights for no reason simply because you need a reason to get out of bed in the morning, MOST of us have a life and dont have time for frivolous crap. Valid arguments we all have time for, STUPID shit, get a hobbie....build an ark or something. (ie, I need my living room painted, if you're bored...grab a brush...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Dont expect that friends on either side ARE NOT going to get involved, I mean as much as we'd hope that an argument stays between one person or another person, chances are each person is going to go into reserves for backup. Just make sure that the people called in on reserve are given ALL The facts. And also make sure you know who you're dealing with. Especially if a friend of a friend might know more than YOUR aware of&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Never assume. It makes you look like an idiot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Keep the argument subject to the subject AT HAND. No need to toss out other issues for the sake of tossing them out. Bringing up the past is ridiculous, I mean if something else was already put to rest, why bring it back up?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. Lastly and probably most important remember this IT TAKES TWO PEOPLE to argue and no one is BLAMELESS. If YOU can't recognize your own mistakes or faults then you should NEVER start an argument with another person ever. EVER. In EVERY argument there are generally three sides, yours, theirs and the truth. Eventually the last clears the a&lt;/strong&gt;ir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;GLASS houses&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; should not be throwing stones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a few pointers here kiddles...............Best bet, go with the FACTS, stick to the TRUTH and generally things will work themselves out. Lies just cloud the real issues and all that does is aid in something spiraling out of control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt the need to share, so I did.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-1320776470246260520?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/1320776470246260520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=1320776470246260520' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/1320776470246260520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/1320776470246260520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2006/11/when-is-too-much-too-much.html' title='When is too much, TOO much'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-5943334412518954384</id><published>2006-11-06T08:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T08:42:31.011-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday's Thoughts....</title><content type='html'>Yeah I bagged on Fridays thoughts.....boss was here most of the day...I got a significant raise and I now have a "title" at work.....funny I still feel insignificant.......but congrats to me anyway.................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever notice that if you are LATE for work, EVERYONE and their MOTHER notices and takes a moment to point it out, even if it's just 3 min, yet I strolled in 15 min BEFORE I start (7:45, I start at 8) and no one noticed....it figures............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Martini's are a wonderful thing....................................albeit expensive, still REALLY yummie........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tonio can rise like no ones business on a saturday morning, seriously 6am he is RIGHT out of bed....Monday mornings, it's like fighting a non winning battle to get him up....why IS that????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it when someone gets a girlfriend or boyfriend, the rest of the world ceases to exist, yet when the bubble bursts, they expect us all to be there, unaffected...I dont GET That...someone explain it to me.................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas shopping is a test of willpower and patience..........I'm trying to finish BEFORE December 1st...for I am well aware I have the willpower...just not the patience.....can you imagine ME in a shopping mall full of people??????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wont turn the lights on the house before December 1st...I think we're putting them UP this upcoming weekend though...(read the ROYAL we, joe puts up lights, I instruct from ground level where they go).....I mean it's still TOO early for christmas lights...tho my neighbours are all decked out already...they must get free hydro or something................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Monday&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-5943334412518954384?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/5943334412518954384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=5943334412518954384' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/5943334412518954384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/5943334412518954384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2006/11/mondays-thoughts.html' title='Monday&apos;s Thoughts....'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-4675852043376451278</id><published>2006-11-02T08:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T08:53:08.899-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Quickie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4429/3782/1600/halloween.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4429/3782/320/halloween.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My trick or treaters (my sister and my little guy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4429/3782/1600/kittie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4429/3782/320/kittie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, Im telling you, my cat has full control of the computer when I'm not home.....it's the mouse................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-4675852043376451278?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/4675852043376451278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=4675852043376451278' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/4675852043376451278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/4675852043376451278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2006/11/quickie.html' title='Quickie'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-8562241026770253334</id><published>2006-11-01T12:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T12:17:51.408-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hump Day and HUMP it is.....</title><content type='html'>Spent 20 min in the drive thru this morning while two other drivers, not only decided to have an almost fist fight, but angled their cars so none of us could move.  I was subsequently late for work.  My co-worker suggested my going to starbucks from now on.....I'm considering it........tho there the time lags are restricted to the fact that it takes 20 min just to ORDER a starbucks coffee...whole other post..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My space is becoming evil...............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im finding more and more that there is a growing number of people that need a SERIOUS reality check.  I mean why is there a handful of us that GET it and the rest of the population lives in a bubble....someone get me a PIN please................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I EVER mentioned that I love people who read and read and read and post and comment with big phrases and words and try to LOOK really smart but then when you have the opportunity to converse with them in person, without the internet as a backup resourse right in front of them, they come off very stupid...I love watching people talk themselves into a hole.....call it a side show amusement for me......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The school system is just a joke in this province, anyone else want to jump on that bandwagon with me?????...And before all you TEACHERS out there jump all over with me, my sister is a Primary School Teacher and my aunt was one for 35 years and both are on my side here for what has happened with my son because of &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"the system"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; - it's a whole other post, but to say that he's been ISOLATED and SEGREGATED because of the LAZYNESS of his TEACHER is just the tip of the iceburg.....I have a meeting at the school with my son's "teacher" (I use the term losely) at 8am on friday morning.....if I'm not back by 10am.......wait longer................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you GUESSED I'm in a mood?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-8562241026770253334?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/8562241026770253334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=8562241026770253334' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/8562241026770253334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/8562241026770253334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2006/11/hump-day-and-hump-it-is.html' title='Hump Day and HUMP it is.....'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-3970070128308568254</id><published>2006-10-30T10:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T11:02:04.583-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah it's monday, so what</title><content type='html'>Hello my darlings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you want to see my hair dont ya, dont ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at a halloween party on saturday night....the goth vampire look got alot of compliments it was great fun tho and I swear most of the night I laughed so hard, I could hardly catch a breath....plus a great shoutout to my girl wendi who had to tell everyone at the party I have a GREAT ass and even dragged people into the kitchen to look....god love ya woman, you are so good for my ego........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but should I show you.....should I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm no good at teasing *wink wink*..I will post them below&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy monday everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4429/3782/1600/Picture%20025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4429/3782/320/Picture%20025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is kris and myself...she was a squirrel..I had just bitten someone..I think she has a better pic of my costume, we shall see....I shall post a better pic of that, hold on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4429/3782/1600/Picture%20051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4429/3782/320/Picture%20051.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cup of blood................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4429/3782/1600/Picture%20083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4429/3782/320/Picture%20083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, Squirrel.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4429/3782/1600/Picture%20106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4429/3782/320/Picture%20106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wendi was Sally from Nightmare before Christmas......again, notice the squirrel, they are ATTENTION Getters in case you didn't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4429/3782/1600/Picture%20069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4429/3782/320/Picture%20069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enter Neo.................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4429/3782/1600/Picture%20075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4429/3782/320/Picture%20075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday Girl....................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all a great party, those are just a few pics........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-3970070128308568254?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/3970070128308568254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=3970070128308568254' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/3970070128308568254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/3970070128308568254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2006/10/yeah-its-monday-so-what.html' title='Yeah it&apos;s monday, so what'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30986573.post-1734456241567458169</id><published>2006-10-27T15:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T16:04:16.682-04:00</updated><title type='text'>More Thoughts....</title><content type='html'>A few little tidbits to top off my friday.....For some peps who think the same way I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freecodesource.com"&gt;&lt;img title="Myspace Layouts" alt="Myspace Layouts" src="http://img.freecodesource.com/gallery/images/banners/prod_659_18618.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freecodesource.com"&gt;&lt;img title="Myspace Layouts" alt="Myspace Layouts" src="http://img.freecodesource.com/gallery/images/banners/prod_659_20719.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freecodesource.com"&gt;&lt;img title="Myspace Layouts" alt="Myspace Layouts" src="http://img.freecodesource.com/gallery/images/banners/prod_659_21877.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30986573-1734456241567458169?l=andrea-opinions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/feeds/1734456241567458169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30986573&amp;postID=1734456241567458169' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/1734456241567458169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30986573/posts/default/1734456241567458169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andrea-opinions.blogspot.com/2006/10/more-thoughts.html' title='More Thoughts....'/><author><name>Andrea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04292855806684249050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MxuICjYjBPg/SDte2h3yrmI/AAAAAAAAACE/r5vUIrEdHJg/S220/meee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
