<?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-8086591733664845763</id><updated>2011-10-11T13:22:47.083-07:00</updated><category term='firsts'/><category term='xmas'/><category term='ellie'/><category term='pointless'/><category term='No two are ever a like'/><category term='home sweet home'/><category term='friday high five'/><category term='blah'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='Kim'/><category term='books'/><category term='weight loss'/><category term='Homer J.'/><category term='samson'/><category term='family'/><category term='i think..'/><category term='Things your mother didn&apos;t tell you.'/><category term='knowing me knowing you'/><category term='Wordless Wednesday'/><category term='work'/><category term='30 day'/><category term='yummie desserts.'/><category term='ooopsie daisy.'/><category term='whats cooking wednesday'/><title type='text'>Tales from a doggy project.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>116</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-4242033966406030887</id><published>2011-05-09T18:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T18:16:54.456-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='No two are ever a like'/><title type='text'>suprise!!</title><content type='html'>As I was leaving workie today I got a phone call&lt;br /&gt;"Hello? HELLO?? WHAT THE FUCK?" ( because no one was saying anything)&lt;br /&gt;"Auntie headder, its bella"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soooo nice to get to see these little ladies by suprise, I don't see them nearly as much as I'd like!! I am hoping once Janny has Audrey that she won't want them, and I can maybe have them.. I know unlikley. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y1gxI1nWtiI/TciRxeE6qaI/AAAAAAAAAIM/ggnUP6Dx-Z8/s1600/IMG_2428.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y1gxI1nWtiI/TciRxeE6qaI/AAAAAAAAAIM/ggnUP6Dx-Z8/s320/IMG_2428.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bella is in the Red, holding Tuna her pink dolphine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and Sophie is in white holding Happy Feet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They picked out the names themselves!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-4242033966406030887?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/4242033966406030887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2011/05/suprise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/4242033966406030887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/4242033966406030887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2011/05/suprise.html' title='suprise!!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y1gxI1nWtiI/TciRxeE6qaI/AAAAAAAAAIM/ggnUP6Dx-Z8/s72-c/IMG_2428.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-7110085156081769742</id><published>2011-05-09T18:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T18:12:22.715-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things your mother didn&apos;t tell you.'/><title type='text'>survey! haha -</title><content type='html'>Do you like anyone right now?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, a whole bunch, and I am pretty sure he likes me back.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever dyed your hair?&lt;br /&gt;I have streaked it, and high lighted it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When did you meet the last male you texted?&lt;br /&gt;he's my boss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you currently looking forward to anything?&lt;br /&gt;so many things.&lt;br /&gt;1) meeting ellie &lt;br /&gt;2) relay for life&lt;br /&gt;3) shopping next monday&lt;br /&gt;4)wing ding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you a forgiving person?&lt;br /&gt;I would like to say no.. but the answer is sometimes and depends who. hahahaha and for what. however lifes to short not to be right?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you woke up, what were your first thoughts this morning?&lt;br /&gt;fuck i hate my life... ( but it was only for a very brief second...at 3:52am) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do your parents have facebook accounts?&lt;br /&gt;my mom does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you wanted to punch someone in their face?&lt;br /&gt;O.M.G - everysingle day, multiple people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever receive a really long apology?&lt;br /&gt;No not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did you realize today?&lt;br /&gt;That when you toot in the tub it smells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What were you doing at 7:45AM this morning?&lt;br /&gt;helping on store front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will you be doing tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;in a hoospitality class... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you hugged someone within the last week?&lt;br /&gt;i hug at least 10 people a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you put ketchup on top of your french fries or on the side?&lt;br /&gt;i do, lots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you talked to?&lt;br /&gt;Blake's mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there anyone holding a grudge against you?&lt;br /&gt;haha - probably&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you doing this weekend?&lt;br /&gt;working.. no other current plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you hugged a family member lately?&lt;br /&gt;yes, every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many tattoos would you like to have?&lt;br /&gt;none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wish you were somewhere else right now?&lt;br /&gt;nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the last thing you drank?&lt;br /&gt;ice tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long does it take you to get ready?&lt;br /&gt;a good hour for going out, or 8 minutes to work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you laugh a lot?&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever kissed anyone who's name starts with a P or C?&lt;br /&gt;no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could change your eye color, would you?&lt;br /&gt;just a lighter blue would be nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last person you told a secret to?&lt;br /&gt;i tell secrets to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you mad at anyone?&lt;br /&gt;not&amp;nbsp;mad, dissipointed in a few&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever slept in someone else’s bed?&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you cried?&lt;br /&gt;at my grandmas funeral, a few weeks ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it easy to annoy you?&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What were you doing at 8:00 this morning?&lt;br /&gt;on bagels with shanny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time you ate grilled cheese?&lt;br /&gt;always &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever glued your fingers together?&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever gone out in public with the same clothes you wore to bed?&lt;br /&gt;yeah, i have no shame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the reason behind the last time you cried really hard?&lt;br /&gt;blake being a douche&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did your last kiss take place on a bed?&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you deny or accept your last friend request?&lt;br /&gt;accept &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know anyone who is pregnant right now?&lt;br /&gt;yes. lots and lots of people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's in your house right now?&lt;br /&gt;blake and homer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's a fact about the last person that texted you?&lt;br /&gt;that she is the most dedicated and loyal person i know,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How old was the person you last kissed?&lt;br /&gt;50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times a week do you go on facebook?&lt;br /&gt;everyday... its on my ipod phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When did you last receive a text message?&lt;br /&gt;6 seconds ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You receive $50 without any reason, what do you spend it on?&lt;br /&gt;probably&amp;nbsp; baby stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is wrong with you right now?&lt;br /&gt;my vag is ichy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How well do you know the last female you msgd?&lt;br /&gt;very well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you happy with life at the moment?&lt;br /&gt;yes, other then 1 thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you date someone right now if they asked?&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;Are you a jealous person?&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which smells better: sharpie or gasoline?&lt;br /&gt;gas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you still dress up for Halloween?&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;What's your favorite holiday&lt;br /&gt;none, i hate all holidays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The person who hurt you the most calls &amp;amp; needs you, do you go?&lt;br /&gt;probably. im a sucker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you always answer your texts?&lt;br /&gt;if i remember. sometimes i'll look at it then get distracted and forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your current mood?&lt;br /&gt;sleepy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-7110085156081769742?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/7110085156081769742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2011/05/survey-haha.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/7110085156081769742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/7110085156081769742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2011/05/survey-haha.html' title='survey! haha -'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-4352858064319100134</id><published>2011-05-08T12:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T12:19:40.344-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knowing me knowing you'/><title type='text'>knowing me, knowing you May</title><content type='html'>Okay so it's time once again for that monthly interview project... knowing me, knowing you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What was your wedding song?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll stand by you, by carrie underwood! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted "what a wonderful life" by louis armstrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. If you could guest star on any TV show which one would you pick?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to be on true blood.. ohh yum with eric or jason.. NOT Bill, he's fucking gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What is your favourite children's book?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;easy. I love you through and through. Such a cute little book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Did you watch the Royal Wedding?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope, However, I am very happy for them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What is your favourite thing to have off the barbecue?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i use to like hotdogs until my sister swears they cause cancer ( one of the top doctors at her hospital, calls them cancer sticks.. ) so now i stay away from that shit.. I like.. steak. and baked beans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now the rules, they're pretty simple. Post  your answers to these questions on your own blog in the next few days. Remember  to link back here in your post and sign the Mr. Linky too, so we can all see  what you have to say. Please make sure you link to your actual KMKY post and not  your blog's front page. Any front page links will be deleted. And most  importantly, have fun! Have suggestions for next months questions? Leave me a  comment or send me an email and let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img class="ext_img img" src="https://s-external.ak.fbcdn.net/safe_image.php?d=58d3c046f0e8e497a7c02582a5939095&amp;amp;url=https%3A%2F%2Fblogger.googleusercontent.com%2Ftracker%2F10040676-634107878021914991%3Fl%3Dshanrev.blogspot.com" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-4352858064319100134?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/4352858064319100134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2011/05/knowing-me-knowing-you-may.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/4352858064319100134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/4352858064319100134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2011/05/knowing-me-knowing-you-may.html' title='knowing me, knowing you May'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-1737563576608544237</id><published>2011-05-07T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T19:32:29.040-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='firsts'/><title type='text'>Not a typical day for this gal!</title><content type='html'>Normally Saturdays are the same for me ...&lt;br /&gt;get up at 4am work 5-2,3,4,5,6 or 7... come home... sleep until Blake wakes me up for dinner.. and then go back to bed, to do it all again Sunday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today.. was amazing... got up at 4am- worked from 5-2... Came home, and I didn't want to sleep, it was just sooo nice out.. So.. went shopping for mothers day! :) &lt;br /&gt;I got Blake's mom some stuff for her garden, 2 coral bell plants, they are a very sturdy plant, that I had gotten introduced to last year, I bought one that I re planted and I got 2 that were almost dead, for like .50 cents and this year they're huge and sooo pretty!! So I figured she'd like them! and some solar garden lights! :)&lt;br /&gt;I got my momma bear, a pair of carpi's and a shirt, nothing fancy smancy, but she will like it, or at least pretend too, and a double feature movie, something sappy with Reba and dolly ... she likes lame movies where people&amp;nbsp;are diagnosed with&amp;nbsp;disease and die... (me ... I can't&amp;nbsp;handle that... I only like happy endings.)&lt;br /&gt;and I got Blake's grandma a little planter with some flowers! &lt;br /&gt;So after that adventure, I came&amp;nbsp;home and&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;helped Blake take down our Christmas lights, which I&amp;nbsp;think is stupid because&amp;nbsp;he's just going to have to put them back up in&amp;nbsp;5 months anyways.&lt;br /&gt;- I still wasn't feeling like a nap either... So we went to drop off Blake's mothers day gift and his grandma's (tomorrow is going to be pretty hectic for us)&lt;br /&gt;While at Blake's parents house Shanny texted me and said she was heading to the DQ of course I had to jump on that shit!!! So we met them there!! Super exciting! hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Then they came over for some karaoke a la GLEE! :) and dancing!! ( and hide the vibrator heather leaves laying around) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOOO MUCH FUN TODAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;now I have to shower&amp;nbsp;and go to bed to get ready for tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;work-mothers day- dads birthday and parents 30th anniversary!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-1737563576608544237?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/1737563576608544237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2011/05/not-typical-day-for-this-gal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/1737563576608544237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/1737563576608544237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2011/05/not-typical-day-for-this-gal.html' title='Not a typical day for this gal!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-2402077294751438427</id><published>2011-05-07T15:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T15:03:34.664-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friday high five'/><title type='text'>friday high five</title><content type='html'>it I give you the 5 things I am most looking forward too this weekend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Mother's day! I&amp;nbsp;wish I was off&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;able to spend the whole day with my mom!!&lt;br /&gt;2. touching myself, i enjoy this daily though&lt;br /&gt;3. Reading Sweet Valley Confidential. (hehehe! love love love this book so far)&lt;br /&gt;4. singing karaoke glee.&lt;br /&gt;5. training for my 12 hour relay walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you looking forward to?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-2402077294751438427?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/2402077294751438427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2011/05/friday-high-five_07.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/2402077294751438427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/2402077294751438427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2011/05/friday-high-five_07.html' title='friday high five'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-4811017646933493103</id><published>2011-05-06T18:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T18:52:55.762-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Homer J.'/><title type='text'>Homie-o on the gooo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;iframe align="left" frameborder="0" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" scrolling="no" src="http://rcm.amazon.com/e/cm?t=talesfromadog-20&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;p=8&amp;amp;l=bpl&amp;amp;asins=B0029XLH9O&amp;amp;fc1=000000&amp;amp;IS2=1&amp;amp;lt1=_blank&amp;amp;m=amazon&amp;amp;lc1=0000FF&amp;amp;bc1=000000&amp;amp;bg1=FFFFFF&amp;amp;f=ifr" style="align: left; height: 245px; padding-right: 10px; padding-top: 5px; width: 131px;"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=talesfromadog-20&amp;amp;l=bil&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=B0029XLH9O" style="border: currentColor !important; margin: 0px !important; padding: 0px !important;" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Well.. Have you seen the price of gas recently? insane... And I had already cut our monthly budget as far as I could,&amp;nbsp;and now with the gas going up everyday, I need to do what I can to save it, to ensure I don't go over my $75.00 gas budget weekly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spend a lot of time at my sisters and mom's house.. probably more then a normal person ever would, however... I&amp;nbsp; don't claim to be normal. never did.&amp;nbsp; I love riding my bike, and would ride my bike to their houses if I had a way of getting Homer there too, I refuse to leave him a lone when I am on my days off... So, looking through the Sears flyer I found this nifty WeeRide for dogs pet basket for my bike, I absolutely jumped on that and bought it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got it attached to my bike, and he doesn't hate it.. and it is 100 x nicer then I thought it would be! it&amp;nbsp;has a place for my cell phone, water bottle, dog treats and leash&amp;nbsp;I feel that he is safe on it with me, I would like to get him a little helmet, or glasses but I am unsure if they make those for dogs!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tDBxOI98HmM/TcSkndJyjyI/AAAAAAAAAIA/LXU9fudmQ60/s1600/DSC_0031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tDBxOI98HmM/TcSkndJyjyI/AAAAAAAAAIA/LXU9fudmQ60/s320/DSC_0031.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zBPTo0b9rJE/TcSlAxRaRII/AAAAAAAAAIE/1XDSw6hpXh4/s1600/DSC_0014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zBPTo0b9rJE/TcSlAxRaRII/AAAAAAAAAIE/1XDSw6hpXh4/s320/DSC_0014.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fi-4kWMsIm8/TcSlZrqOeBI/AAAAAAAAAII/3YyvnM_2dbk/s1600/DSC_0005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fi-4kWMsIm8/TcSlZrqOeBI/AAAAAAAAAII/3YyvnM_2dbk/s320/DSC_0005.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-4811017646933493103?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/4811017646933493103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2011/05/homie-o-on-gooo.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/4811017646933493103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/4811017646933493103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2011/05/homie-o-on-gooo.html' title='Homie-o on the gooo!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tDBxOI98HmM/TcSkndJyjyI/AAAAAAAAAIA/LXU9fudmQ60/s72-c/DSC_0031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-7928624731265585860</id><published>2011-05-05T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T08:22:32.002-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knowing me knowing you'/><title type='text'>knowing me knowing you - april</title><content type='html'>I'm five days late.. settle down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time once again for that monthly interview project... knowing me, knowing  you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do you text?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, I always thought that I was pretty bad, (by texting a lot) however I guess you would put me in the middle category if you had 3 categories for texting! I send about 500-900 depending on the month!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What's your favourite kind of  cheese?&lt;br /&gt;I love goat cheese, if we go out for dinner and anything on the menu has goat cheese, that's what I am having! I love it, so creamy and yummy and mild and delicious! and sometimes .. I eat it right from the package.. I know Im disgusting, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Got big plans  for the weekend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work, work and more work, and try and squeeze in mother's day and my parent's 30th anniversary and my dad's birthday! hahaha - i hope the fair grounds has nothing going on this weekend!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. How do you keep track of your  families activities and obligations?&lt;br /&gt;well I usually sleep through all my activities and obligations... haha or work through them! however.. I am promising myself that I am going to start enjoying me again!! and keep my life balanced, we live once right!! so I have a day timer, that I keep track of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Who's the  last person you talked to on the phone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom, she called and wanted to know if I wanted to go out for dinner, of course! So the roast I had in the slow cooker, went into the fridge for tomorrow night!! haha! I can't ever say no to hanging out with my mom and dad, I mean I am lucky enough to still be able to share time with them, and I love them more then anything in the whole world!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-7928624731265585860?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/7928624731265585860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2011/05/knowing-me-knowing-you-april.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/7928624731265585860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/7928624731265585860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2011/05/knowing-me-knowing-you-april.html' title='knowing me knowing you - april'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-3035409915789695031</id><published>2011-05-05T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T08:09:44.551-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friday high five'/><title type='text'>Friday High Five</title><content type='html'>yes.. I've been slacking latley, my apoligies for that! So here starting today.. will be my bloggy marathon, I reckon I will be able to blog 10 times before Monday when you get up to read my bloggy blog!! and that my friends, means a different thing each time that will capture your intrest and make you feel warm and cozy on the inside! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 class="post-title entry-title"&gt;&lt;a href="http://shanrev.blogspot.com/2011/04/friday-high-five-five-things-you-didnt.html"&gt;friday  high five - five things you didn't know&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h3&gt;1. I love to take baths, yes I know what lady doesn't, however I believe mine are a tad different, I like to fill the tub and shut the door and turn all the lights off and nap in the tub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I hate taking pictures, unless it's with my phone and of my food.. other then then you couldn't pay me enough to take a picture. (however, I will step infront of the camera at any time!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I hate old people. ( hate doesn't even come close to what I feel..) In grade 4 we had old people buddies, and it use to make me sick to go see them at the home, gross. and it scares me to death that one day my parents are going to be like that, will I still feel that way? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  I am not afraid to drive anywhere anymore, true story.. I can drive to Toronto, Niagra falls and I just drove over the border! Nothing can stop me now.. ( as long as I have my GPS)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. June is going to be the best month in my whole life, I have like 10000 things that Im doing and expecting and its going to be fantastic!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What five things do I not know about you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-3035409915789695031?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/3035409915789695031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2011/05/friday-high-five.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/3035409915789695031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/3035409915789695031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2011/05/friday-high-five.html' title='Friday High Five'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-4120422685794799784</id><published>2011-03-21T19:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T19:51:49.530-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blah'/><title type='text'>Ah, poo.</title><content type='html'>I have claimed to be the healthiest person probably a million times, I can honestly say that I never get sick or have days when I don't feel good, I blame the fact that I have to take 1000 vitamins a day... and I would assume that my red hair would have something to do with it.. ( I think that because having red hair comes with many bad things.. temper, thin blood and bad veins) so&amp;nbsp;obviously&amp;nbsp;this is a good side effect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however.. yesterday I felt like I got hit by a truck!! I had the worst stomach ache in the world, and a fever and I was so cold and tired, it was horrible.. however.. I am better today! yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-4120422685794799784?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/4120422685794799784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2011/03/ah-poo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/4120422685794799784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/4120422685794799784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2011/03/ah-poo.html' title='Ah, poo.'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-7592881961665555225</id><published>2011-03-10T13:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T13:05:50.702-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='No two are ever a like'/><title type='text'>Happy 4th Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-JLdXKrdWJdc/TXk8buwkG0I/AAAAAAAAAH8/mC9ach1TZ2A/s1600/183557_10150419152005627_626825626_17593542_6156611_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-JLdXKrdWJdc/TXk8buwkG0I/AAAAAAAAAH8/mC9ach1TZ2A/s320/183557_10150419152005627_626825626_17593542_6156611_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;They turned 4 on Sunday!!!&lt;br /&gt;My beautiful little nieces!!&lt;br /&gt;Like the&amp;nbsp;bikinis?? As soon as I saw them I had to get them! Bella in the pink, and my Sophie in the red!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-7592881961665555225?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/7592881961665555225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2011/03/happy-4th-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/7592881961665555225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/7592881961665555225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2011/03/happy-4th-birthday.html' title='Happy 4th Birthday'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-JLdXKrdWJdc/TXk8buwkG0I/AAAAAAAAAH8/mC9ach1TZ2A/s72-c/183557_10150419152005627_626825626_17593542_6156611_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-5941400457260986219</id><published>2011-03-08T19:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T19:33:50.659-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pancake tuesday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being married to Blake is a hard job when it comes to suppers, he is very picky and if you add that to my limited diet, it makes for a very hard, impossible meal to make us both happy... so days when dinner is already pre determined are fucking epic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blake refuses to eat anything like kraft dinner, soup, sandwiches, breakfast, - anything that is a "lunch" for dinner... to add to this weird phobia he will not eat anything mixed like, sheppards pie, stir fry or any kinda meat, mixed with veggies and a starch...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I however can't eat that much of anything and a lot of shit is super hard for me to tolerate, any meat, some starches and anything that is not easy to chew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I enjoy easy dinners, dinners that I can just throw together in a matter of minutes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So bottom line is pancake&amp;nbsp;Tuesday&amp;nbsp;made me happy - a quick dinner that came in a can! ( organic too) and it made&amp;nbsp;Blake&amp;nbsp;pissy... because it's breakfast for dinner is fucking unheard of in the&amp;nbsp;Harrington&amp;nbsp;clan, but it's a rule so clearly I&amp;nbsp;couldn't&amp;nbsp;break it! hehehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now... pancake&amp;nbsp;Tuesday&amp;nbsp;means lent is around the corner... ah, what to give up for 40 days... I have a few ideas, but come on' im not giving that&lt;u&gt;&amp;nbsp;up!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-5941400457260986219?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/5941400457260986219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2011/03/pancake-tuesday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/5941400457260986219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/5941400457260986219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2011/03/pancake-tuesday.html' title='pancake tuesday!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-3195468847766058924</id><published>2011-03-03T17:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T17:11:57.147-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ellie'/><title type='text'>bad impressions.</title><content type='html'>I don't think I make the best impressions of myself sometimes, I talk to much, I really don't care if I&amp;nbsp;offend&amp;nbsp;someone and I cuss a lot. However, sometimes I feel people should shut there own mouths..&lt;br /&gt;I met someone last night and I was telling the person I was with that I had bought Ellie ( my new&amp;nbsp;niece&amp;nbsp;) a&amp;nbsp;pageant&amp;nbsp;dress and that I have&amp;nbsp;registered&amp;nbsp;her in a&amp;nbsp;pageant&amp;nbsp;already, this lady, had said she feels sorry for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st- fuck you.&lt;br /&gt;2nd- no 2nd.. just fuck you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that there is nothing wrong with this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however I will never&lt;br /&gt;-spray tan her&lt;br /&gt;- fake nails, I strongly believe this could damage her nails for the rest of her life&lt;br /&gt;-yell at her or be&amp;nbsp;disappointed&amp;nbsp;if she doesn't win&lt;br /&gt;-make her feel guilty for anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can not even believe how much I love this little one already and she's not even born yet.. I can't stop I thinking about her!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-3195468847766058924?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/3195468847766058924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2011/03/bad-impressions.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/3195468847766058924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/3195468847766058924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2011/03/bad-impressions.html' title='bad impressions.'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-2204473339118600617</id><published>2011-03-02T12:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T12:27:50.276-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i think..'/><title type='text'>boys, toys and the JB</title><content type='html'>When I was growing up, I was boy crazy, it was pretty bad... but after Blake, I kinda got outta that phase of my life for a while... I don't know what in heavens name has came across me&amp;nbsp;lately, probably within the last 6 months I have become a teenage girl... all over again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda would like to blame the biebs, for this... I mean really Justin, you bring out the 15 year old in all of us! If only I touched myself back then! Much better now I must say! Not only do I get to touch, I have machinery to help out! BAH HAHAHA .. Okay - so maybe I don't&amp;nbsp;masturbate&amp;nbsp;to Justine Bieber as much as I should.. and that's probably what is setting off this hysteria in my brain that every time a boy/man anyone really I come in contact with I am either thinking about how cute they are or wondering what they're package looks like... Oh Gawd... FML.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder am I the only one that has this issue?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-2204473339118600617?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/2204473339118600617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2011/03/boys-toys-and-jb.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/2204473339118600617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/2204473339118600617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2011/03/boys-toys-and-jb.html' title='boys, toys and the JB'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-2308014193752002328</id><published>2011-03-02T12:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T12:20:22.898-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pointless'/><title type='text'>Grub</title><content type='html'>Ah,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember that word? I use to use it way... back way back, GRUB, she's a grub, he's a grub..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there even a definition to the word Grub? let's check..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-top: 0.5em;"&gt;&lt;span class="orth" style="color: #3366cc; font-size: 16px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;rub&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="pron"&gt;&amp;nbsp;(&lt;span class="symb" style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Tahoma, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;grub&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="entry dict" style="text-align: left; z-index: 0 !important;"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-top: 0.5em;"&gt;&lt;span class="pos" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;intransitive verb&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="infl" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="orth" style="color: inherit; font-size: inherit; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a class="ref" href="http://www.yourdictionary.com/grubbed" style="color: #3464c6;"&gt;grubbed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="orth" style="color: inherit; font-size: inherit; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a class="ref" href="http://www.yourdictionary.com/grubbing" style="color: #3464c6;"&gt;grubbing&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;grub′·bing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol class="sense" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 1.5em; margin-top: 0.5em; padding-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;li style="list-style-position: outside; margin-bottom: 0.25em;"&gt;to dig in the ground&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="list-style-position: outside; margin-bottom: 0.25em;"&gt;to work hard, esp. at something menial or tedious; drudge&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="list-style-position: outside; margin-bottom: 0.25em;"&gt;to search about; rummage&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;That was what I found on an online&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;dictionary, however; my&amp;nbsp;interpretation&amp;nbsp;of this word is a tad different...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;Grub (gross)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;1. doesn't shower daily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;2. wears dirty clothes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;3. trashy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;bah hahaha&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;point of this pointless blog today;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;Ima grub.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/8086591733664845763-2308014193752002328?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/2308014193752002328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2011/03/grub.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/2308014193752002328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/2308014193752002328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2011/03/grub.html' title='Grub'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-7355121049672920169</id><published>2011-02-22T05:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T05:01:10.628-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't put that on my plate!!</title><content type='html'>From the Fairy Blogmother!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foods that I can not stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Water chestnuts&lt;br /&gt;any kind of meat that isn't cooked very very well..&lt;br /&gt;yogurt&lt;br /&gt;pudding&lt;br /&gt;milk ( white.. I love chocolate)&lt;br /&gt;lemon ( or anything with lemon)&lt;br /&gt;any kind of fish unless it's battered and deep fried&lt;br /&gt;pork of any kind ( other then bacon)&lt;br /&gt;walnuts, pecans, almonds, seeds of any kind&lt;br /&gt;lunch meat&lt;br /&gt;anything hot or&amp;nbsp;spicy&lt;br /&gt;Soup, of any kind other then potato or broccoli&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-7355121049672920169?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/7355121049672920169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2011/02/dont-put-that-on-my-plate.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/7355121049672920169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/7355121049672920169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2011/02/dont-put-that-on-my-plate.html' title='Don&apos;t put that on my plate!!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-7298421991628144913</id><published>2011-02-13T18:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T18:39:19.045-08:00</updated><title type='text'>funny funny hunny</title><content type='html'>Oh my god...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have to go to this website&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.damnyouautocorrect.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so funny&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-7298421991628144913?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/7298421991628144913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2011/02/funny-funny-hunny.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/7298421991628144913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/7298421991628144913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2011/02/funny-funny-hunny.html' title='funny funny hunny'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-8147473834514847553</id><published>2011-02-12T12:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T12:38:54.431-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not enough hours in the day!</title><content type='html'>Wow!! What a crazy month so far!! I don't know what's going on lately but my internal clock which is usally right on has been thrown off for some reason... I think I may still be on vacation mode... &lt;br /&gt;I normally only have to work late one or two days a week, and it's purely so help myself get a head for the following week... this week I'm pulling Heidi's daily... Honestly I don't think I've been home before dark yet once... I just can't get ahead and its killing me!! &amp;nbsp;Well my friends... I am off for now, I have a schedule to do, and 2 reviews to re write!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-8147473834514847553?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/8147473834514847553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2011/02/not-enough-hours-in-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/8147473834514847553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/8147473834514847553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2011/02/not-enough-hours-in-day.html' title='Not enough hours in the day!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-7035803811396766689</id><published>2011-02-09T22:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T22:37:30.800-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping!</title><content type='html'>I enjoy shopping, so much so that sometimes it does get me into a little trouble! So a few years back in order to pay off some Christmas Debt I started a No WALMART February month... So for the month of February I will not go shopping at my&amp;nbsp;favorite&amp;nbsp;store.&amp;nbsp;Lucky&amp;nbsp;for me, February is the shortest month of the year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have grown up a bit in the past few years... since I started &amp;nbsp;watching till debt do us part.. my spending has become much less of an issue, and actually I have been able to elimianate a lot of our debt, so now just big stuff ... mortgage and truck!! and I try so hard never to use credit! &amp;nbsp;however I don't need to pay off Christmas debt this year, so I guess I may break my no walmart&amp;nbsp;February, I will try hard not too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now... just to break my expensive handbag obsession... Damn you Louis Vuitton and your classic styles that make my mouth water....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mKbncey7V6Q/TVOG1Poo8TI/AAAAAAAAAH0/1LW9i_KGaVM/s1600/DSCF4033.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mKbncey7V6Q/TVOG1Poo8TI/AAAAAAAAAH0/1LW9i_KGaVM/s320/DSCF4033.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WVhAq4jwidk/TVOHm8gBt-I/AAAAAAAAAH4/m3woZmq0FlY/s1600/DSCF4235.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WVhAq4jwidk/TVOHm8gBt-I/AAAAAAAAAH4/m3woZmq0FlY/s320/DSCF4235.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-7035803811396766689?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/7035803811396766689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2011/02/shopping.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/7035803811396766689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/7035803811396766689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2011/02/shopping.html' title='Shopping!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mKbncey7V6Q/TVOG1Poo8TI/AAAAAAAAAH0/1LW9i_KGaVM/s72-c/DSCF4033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-3755474818499680701</id><published>2011-02-08T13:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T13:52:05.398-08:00</updated><title type='text'>vacation</title><content type='html'>Well I did it!&lt;br /&gt;I went to Cuba! let me tell you.. I am just like everyone else that goes away to a beautiful resort...&lt;br /&gt;I will be starting a vacation fund and going abroad every year... &amp;nbsp;goodness.. I have 4 weeks of vacation, so I may even go 4 times a year!!!! hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hated leaving Homer - I pretty much called home or emailed everyday to make sure that he was ok! I left him with my mom and my sister! I knew he'd be ok, but I still worry, he's my baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could post pictures but I don't know how to do it.. bah, Ill have to wait for Blake to get home from work and help me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and... on a side note:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that going away and being alone for a week did us some good, I kinda got back the&amp;nbsp;glimpse of what it use to be like when we first fell in love... things are good! and for the first time probably since before we were married I am glad that we're together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-3755474818499680701?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/3755474818499680701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2011/02/vacation.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/3755474818499680701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/3755474818499680701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2011/02/vacation.html' title='vacation'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-4839433424169555301</id><published>2011-02-07T15:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T15:07:55.843-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knowing me knowing you'/><title type='text'>Knowing me, Knowing you, Feb</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;1. Are you a morning person or a night owl?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;I will have to say I am a morning person! I&amp;nbsp;usually&amp;nbsp;can't keep my eyes open past 11-12ish.. but I guess that not totally crazy&amp;nbsp;considering&amp;nbsp;that I am up at 4am most days! haha... However.. for me I am good off of 3-4 hours of sleep..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;2. What is favourite show of all time - you've seen all the episodes, you've watched it over and over and quote from it all the time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I would have to say How I met your mother, I just can't help myself, even if I've seen the episode 100 times I still crack up! .. ahh.. makes me laugh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;3. Who would you invite to a celebrity dinner party?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Justin Bieber, but only so I could punch him in the face... haha jk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Brittany Spears, Tyra Banks, Sarah Michelle Gellar and probably Oprah, because she seems cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ohmigod... and jim from the office... only so i could sit on his face! BAH HAHAHA!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;4. Would you rather have breakfast out or dinner out?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;I use to love breakfast out.. however.. breakfast is the hardest meal for me to eat now, and well dinner is hard for me to eat too... I don't like eating out anymore :(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;5. Packers or Steelers?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I don't care.. i hate football.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-4839433424169555301?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/4839433424169555301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2011/02/knowing-me-knowing-you-feb.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/4839433424169555301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/4839433424169555301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2011/02/knowing-me-knowing-you-feb.html' title='Knowing me, Knowing you, Feb'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-2655974211616964682</id><published>2011-01-18T21:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T21:06:32.105-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>100th post!</title><content type='html'>What better way to celebrate my 100th post by sharing some amazing news!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;MY SISTER'S HAVING A BABY GIRL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am super excited! I can't believe it!! A baby girl of my very own! I thought for sure it was going to be a boy.. but I prayed and hoped and wished for a girl!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my dearest little Ellie, you'r only the size of a small mango; and have no idea how much you're loved. I can not wait to meet you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-2655974211616964682?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/2655974211616964682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2011/01/100th-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/2655974211616964682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/2655974211616964682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2011/01/100th-post.html' title='100th post!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-716989113146803606</id><published>2011-01-16T18:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T18:43:58.504-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>It's Booked!!</title><content type='html'>My vacation is booked!! after 2.5 years of being married I finally caved and we're going on our honeymoon! haha, I told Blake if I ever got below 300 lbs that I would go somewhere with him, (some where tropical) So now Im way below that goal, I figured why not!?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we're going to Cuba! and we're leaving January 29th!! :) I am kinda super excited! I am not sure if it's because I have never been on an airplane.. or the fact that I have bought 3 new dresses! or because it's a week of doing nothing but laying on a beach drinking pina coldas!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're staying at&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 7.63889px;"&gt;&lt;span class="doHotelname" style="color: #518a74; font-family: verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 18px; font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Barcelo Cayo Santa Maria Beach Resort&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 7.63889px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: verdana, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 8px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-716989113146803606?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/716989113146803606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2011/01/its-booked.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/716989113146803606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/716989113146803606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2011/01/its-booked.html' title='It&apos;s Booked!!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-8240573903937998115</id><published>2011-01-13T12:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T12:49:01.693-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight loss'/><title type='text'>hurt</title><content type='html'>Well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other day Blake and I were having a&amp;nbsp;disagreement&amp;nbsp;about something, ... I don't even remember.. upon reflecting on the past which I find is a super way to add fuel to the already raging fire... I probably wasn't nice.. because I enjoy a good heated&amp;nbsp;argument&amp;nbsp;once in a while.. well.. I like what happens after... :-O&lt;br /&gt;this time was different.. he told me before I started loosing the weight he was not attracted to me and sometimes&amp;nbsp;embarrassed&amp;nbsp;to go out with me.. Seriously? fuck you buddy... fung goo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just really hurt... and it's still bothering me even though he's still&amp;nbsp;apologizing&amp;nbsp;for it, and saying he shouldn't have told me... however... its over... &amp;nbsp;but sometimes words cut you a little deeper then you had thought.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-8240573903937998115?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/8240573903937998115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2011/01/hurt.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/8240573903937998115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/8240573903937998115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2011/01/hurt.html' title='hurt'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-5551076623209157085</id><published>2011-01-13T11:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T11:46:21.486-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knowing me knowing you'/><title type='text'>knowing me, knowing you, January</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;1. Okay so you have $5 million to spend in five days and you can't spend it on yourself or your family. What do you spend it on?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I would make a dog farm, for unwanted doggies to live on and be happy and hire great people to take care of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;or&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;donate it to make a wish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;2. What's your favourite type of food?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;I like sweets, to bad that I can't eat them anymore or else I get sicker then a mo-fo. &amp;nbsp;I like&amp;nbsp;spaghetti!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;3. What is the best concert you've ever attended?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I went to see Shania Twain with my dad back when she was huge!! it was the best time ever!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;4. What sports do you like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;no sports.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;5. Who is your favourite cartoon character of all time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;Cinderella!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-5551076623209157085?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/5551076623209157085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2011/01/knowing-me-knowing-you-january.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/5551076623209157085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/5551076623209157085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2011/01/knowing-me-knowing-you-january.html' title='knowing me, knowing you, January'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-6754879880712373779</id><published>2011-01-11T08:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T08:35:16.465-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>House Rules.</title><content type='html'>At the&amp;nbsp;beginning&amp;nbsp;of the year ( .. &amp;nbsp;I know we're only 11 days in..) one of my goals was to read all my books before I bought any new ones, well... I have finished my first one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/House-Rules-ebook/dp/B0035G08QM?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=talesfromadog-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;House Rules&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=talesfromadog-20&amp;amp;l=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=B0035G08QM" style="border: none !important; margin: 0px !important; padding: 0px !important;" width="1" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;- I have to tell you, I couldn't put it down, It was a big book for me to&amp;nbsp;tackle, however like&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/My-Sisters-Keeper-Jodi-Picoult/dp/0743454537?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=talesfromadog-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;My Sister's Keepe&lt;/a&gt;r it was written with different&amp;nbsp;characters rather then a typical&amp;nbsp;narrator&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;or from one persons perspective. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a few more of her books that I have yet to read, So I think I will start another one soon!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-6754879880712373779?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/6754879880712373779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2011/01/house-rules.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/6754879880712373779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/6754879880712373779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2011/01/house-rules.html' title='House Rules.'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-5668528370940539735</id><published>2011-01-05T07:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T07:36:07.576-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='firsts'/><title type='text'>Hello 2011!</title><content type='html'>Well, this year I do have a few goals that I would like to&amp;nbsp;adhere&amp;nbsp;too! They're not that&amp;nbsp;ambitious so the&amp;nbsp;likely&amp;nbsp;hood of failing at them will not cause any loss of sleep! :) hehehe!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I would like to loose&amp;nbsp;at least&amp;nbsp;65 more lbs before July, 85 lbs before&amp;nbsp;December.&lt;br /&gt;2) I have&amp;nbsp;at least&amp;nbsp;10 books that I have bought and haven't even started, so I would like to read all the books I have before buying any new ones.&lt;br /&gt;3) taking care of myself - I use to go for pedicures once a month and I am not sure why I stopped, however ... it's so nice to go and have your feet rubbed and just relax... to take off my make up before bed... to&amp;nbsp;moisturize everyday, to get my eye lashes tinted every 6 weeks and to get my eye brows done aswell!&lt;br /&gt;4) to go see a movie once a week, I was doing this in the summer with some of my friends, and let me tell you, it's nice to get outta the house and its nice to get outta the house once a week!!&lt;br /&gt;5) to go on a trip ( we're planning one, however... I always seem to get outta it somehow! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really, that's it.... that's all I got!! :) most of them are for me.. and about taking care of me, which I really didn't care about before, but now I realise that I have been given a "second" chance and I want to make the best of it! So little things that I can do to make ME feel better are worth doing, because we live once! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-5668528370940539735?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/5668528370940539735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2011/01/hello-2011.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/5668528370940539735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/5668528370940539735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2011/01/hello-2011.html' title='Hello 2011!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-2114778122768277816</id><published>2010-12-30T12:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T12:03:58.424-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='xmas'/><title type='text'>Christmas!!</title><content type='html'>Well, the hype has died down some, it's been a whole 5 days since the big event... So it's safe to say lets move on, lets take the lights down, the tree down ... take back those gifts that you don't want... spend the money/gift cards you got.. ect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not a Christmas person, at all... I mean I like presents... :) to be honest- I needed them more this year then I ever had before.. (since I have dropped 10+ dress sizes and I refuse to buy clothes)&lt;br /&gt;What I like the most about Christmas is buying stuff for people... and it's a season where people don't think you're weird for doing that! hehehe!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year I got lots and lots of stuff that rocked my socks off!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like 100 blue rays!&lt;br /&gt;karaoke for wii (glee!!)&lt;br /&gt;glee season 1&lt;br /&gt;a new book,&lt;br /&gt;a deep fryer! ( yummie yummie, thank god - i had a gastric bypass)&lt;br /&gt;clothes, clothes and more clothes and gift certificates for clothes!!!!&lt;br /&gt;and lots more!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what did you get?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-2114778122768277816?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/2114778122768277816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas_30.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/2114778122768277816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/2114778122768277816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas_30.html' title='Christmas!!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-8243679494613332160</id><published>2010-12-29T12:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T12:11:16.856-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ooopsie daisy.'/><title type='text'>Sometimes, my red hair gets the best of me.</title><content type='html'>There are some funny things about being a red head...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Redheads are known for there temper...I know I have a bad temper, however I can control it most of the time... I&amp;nbsp;usually&amp;nbsp;only explode of my sister or my dad I think because deep down, I know that they are probably the only people in the world that could handle me...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;well maybe its because of the whole Christmas season, that fact that I have been super stressed... or the fact that I hate old people... whatever the cause... I exploded.... this time in public...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:( yup... i shoved an old man, threw trash at him and called him a whole mouth full of words that are&amp;nbsp;inappropriate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I now an no longer allowed in price chopper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe... oops!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-8243679494613332160?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/8243679494613332160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/12/sometimes-my-red-hair-gets-best-of-me.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/8243679494613332160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/8243679494613332160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/12/sometimes-my-red-hair-gets-best-of-me.html' title='Sometimes, my red hair gets the best of me.'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-2676201919688618723</id><published>2010-12-07T15:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T15:33:38.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas.</title><content type='html'>Well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the first time in... forever, I am ready for christmas early this year... Like now. I just need to wrap... fucking awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't go crazy this year, to be honest I am kinda getting tired of it all really.. I mean, christmas is about family and being together and to put it bluntly- I couldn't spend one day without my family.. so this day isn't really that bigga deal to me, I think next year when Janie has the baby it will be more exciting, as for this year, I am not looking forward to xmas debt.. &amp;nbsp;:-( &amp;nbsp;working, to snow.. to a huge turkey dinner that i can't eat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However- blake, got me a trip to mexico for feb! so that should be fun!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-2676201919688618723?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/2676201919688618723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/2676201919688618723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/2676201919688618723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas.'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-8440957249083028394</id><published>2010-12-03T12:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T12:54:01.640-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i think..'/><title type='text'>Waiting.</title><content type='html'>I am just throwin' it out there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I hate waiting for people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am always very early, never... ever, tardy or running behind.. I feel I have wasted a good chunk of my life waiting for people. Guess what? It stops now. Well... I'm a weeeeee bit of a push over, who would hate for anyone to get upset/angry... but I am most&amp;nbsp;defiantly&amp;nbsp;going to try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wait for Blake to come home... to go out, I wait for my sister when we go to the gym, I wait for people who say they are going to meet me and are late. I wait for Blake to be tired to go to bed.. I wait I wait I wait... NO MORE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People. I work a hard, I work a lot, I would like to say, I am a fairly busy person, ( yes, I am&amp;nbsp;including&amp;nbsp;my tv time as part of my busy lifestyle, but only because I live vicariously through the teens of 90210..I am also including my shopping time.) I have to go to the gym everyday ( everyday = once a week maybe..however if I didn't have to wait for every single person who I make plans with, I would probably go more.) &amp;nbsp;I don't have time for waiting. Please if you do, stop holding me up. However, I don't think either one of the 2 people who read my blog ever hold me up... But..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jane... Blake.. movie going buddies, show some respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehehehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-8440957249083028394?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/8440957249083028394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/12/waiting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/8440957249083028394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/8440957249083028394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/12/waiting.html' title='Waiting.'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-285601025948969923</id><published>2010-12-01T08:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T08:29:28.227-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 day'/><title type='text'>Day 31</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Day 31 - A picture of yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TPZ31GEBZcI/AAAAAAAAAHo/OxzlI-fRRLQ/s1600/75999_10150317910665360_696205359_15782154_5306365_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TPZ31GEBZcI/AAAAAAAAAHo/OxzlI-fRRLQ/s320/75999_10150317910665360_696205359_15782154_5306365_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;my most recent picture!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-285601025948969923?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/285601025948969923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/12/day-31.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/285601025948969923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/285601025948969923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/12/day-31.html' title='Day 31'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TPZ31GEBZcI/AAAAAAAAAHo/OxzlI-fRRLQ/s72-c/75999_10150317910665360_696205359_15782154_5306365_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-5833298866814010311</id><published>2010-11-30T20:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T20:32:05.111-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 day'/><title type='text'>day 30</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12.5px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Day 30 - A picture of someon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12.5px; line-height: 24px;"&gt;e you miss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12.5px; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TPXPki90LkI/AAAAAAAAAHk/7h4SGyCtSnU/s1600/DSCI0008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TPXPki90LkI/AAAAAAAAAHk/7h4SGyCtSnU/s320/DSCI0008.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;HEIDI BROWN &amp;lt;3 &amp;lt;3 &amp;lt;3&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12.5px; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-5833298866814010311?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/5833298866814010311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-30.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/5833298866814010311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/5833298866814010311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-30.html' title='day 30'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TPXPki90LkI/AAAAAAAAAHk/7h4SGyCtSnU/s72-c/DSCI0008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-7707002119669143464</id><published>2010-11-30T20:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T20:27:45.019-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 day'/><title type='text'>day 29</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12.5px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Day 29 - A picture that can always make you smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12.5px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TPXOp7Hyx5I/AAAAAAAAAHg/qa10eqKo19A/s1600/37729_10150219734390360_696205359_13668807_4636546_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TPXOp7Hyx5I/AAAAAAAAAHg/qa10eqKo19A/s320/37729_10150219734390360_696205359_13668807_4636546_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;funny. so funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12.5px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-7707002119669143464?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/7707002119669143464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-29.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/7707002119669143464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/7707002119669143464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-29.html' title='day 29'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TPXOp7Hyx5I/AAAAAAAAAHg/qa10eqKo19A/s72-c/37729_10150219734390360_696205359_13668807_4636546_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-7654753630790611820</id><published>2010-11-30T20:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T20:25:20.716-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 day'/><title type='text'>day 28</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12.5px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Day 28 - A picture of something you're afraid of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12.5px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TPXOD4mDuGI/AAAAAAAAAHc/dV_nMsvPCGw/s1600/images+%25282%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TPXOD4mDuGI/AAAAAAAAAHc/dV_nMsvPCGw/s1600/images+%25282%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;i am more afraid of aliens then anything in the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12.5px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-7654753630790611820?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/7654753630790611820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-28.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/7654753630790611820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/7654753630790611820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-28.html' title='day 28'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TPXOD4mDuGI/AAAAAAAAAHc/dV_nMsvPCGw/s72-c/images+%25282%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-7264853605501849609</id><published>2010-11-30T20:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T20:21:26.797-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 day'/><title type='text'>day 27</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12.5px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Day 27 - A picture of yourself and a family member&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12.5px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TPXNMnJ6OJI/AAAAAAAAAHY/75Hng29MSDY/s1600/pic.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="292" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TPXNMnJ6OJI/AAAAAAAAAHY/75Hng29MSDY/s320/pic.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;me and blakie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12.5px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-7264853605501849609?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/7264853605501849609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-27.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/7264853605501849609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/7264853605501849609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-27.html' title='day 27'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TPXNMnJ6OJI/AAAAAAAAAHY/75Hng29MSDY/s72-c/pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-4355015213388429941</id><published>2010-11-28T01:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T01:37:00.328-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 day'/><title type='text'>day 26</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Day 26 - A picture of something that means a lot to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TPIiiuBJEuI/AAAAAAAAAHU/8FUlOBWspWU/s1600/CIMG2408.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TPIiiuBJEuI/AAAAAAAAAHU/8FUlOBWspWU/s320/CIMG2408.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;easy sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-4355015213388429941?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/4355015213388429941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-26.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/4355015213388429941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/4355015213388429941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-26.html' title='day 26'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TPIiiuBJEuI/AAAAAAAAAHU/8FUlOBWspWU/s72-c/CIMG2408.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-5077688991192259112</id><published>2010-11-26T17:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T17:19:45.590-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 day'/><title type='text'>day 25</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Day 25 - A picture of your day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TPBbmQmc16I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/LzbMA0mqAFY/s1600/photo+%25281%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TPBbmQmc16I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/LzbMA0mqAFY/s320/photo+%25281%2529.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;since my operation "by passes" my large intestines I have to take supplements for the rest of my life,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I got a new&amp;nbsp;vitamin&amp;nbsp;container and sorted all my&amp;nbsp;vitamins&amp;nbsp;for the week! the bottom is what I take a day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Please note: after my shopping trip to the states, they have most of there&amp;nbsp;vitamins&amp;nbsp;in candy form, so I stocked up. They taste so much better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-5077688991192259112?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/5077688991192259112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-25.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/5077688991192259112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/5077688991192259112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-25.html' title='day 25'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TPBbmQmc16I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/LzbMA0mqAFY/s72-c/photo+%25281%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-1306855586284491377</id><published>2010-11-25T16:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T16:42:39.465-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 day'/><title type='text'>day 24</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12.5px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Day 24 - A picture of something you wish you could change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12.5px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TO8Bq_nk9EI/AAAAAAAAAHM/HUYR-6zm-4o/s1600/images+%25281%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TO8Bq_nk9EI/AAAAAAAAAHM/HUYR-6zm-4o/s1600/images+%25281%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I am not fine with&amp;nbsp;cigarettes. I always tell people its fine to smoke in my truck.. but it's not... it bothers me.. feel free to harm&amp;nbsp;yourself.. but please don't take me along.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12.5px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-1306855586284491377?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/1306855586284491377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-24.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/1306855586284491377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/1306855586284491377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-24.html' title='day 24'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TO8Bq_nk9EI/AAAAAAAAAHM/HUYR-6zm-4o/s72-c/images+%25281%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-3266645872061160123</id><published>2010-11-23T18:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T18:34:43.653-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 day'/><title type='text'>day 23</title><content type='html'>day 23 on the 23rd of november! also known as my birthday!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12.5px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Day 23 - A picture of your favorite book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12.5px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TOx5grVmruI/AAAAAAAAAHI/29gFYzGZ3Bo/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TOx5grVmruI/AAAAAAAAAHI/29gFYzGZ3Bo/s1600/images.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;i love anything by jodi picoult, however.. this is my favourite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12.5px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-3266645872061160123?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/3266645872061160123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-23.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/3266645872061160123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/3266645872061160123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-23.html' title='day 23'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TOx5grVmruI/AAAAAAAAAHI/29gFYzGZ3Bo/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-6634256945643455609</id><published>2010-11-22T17:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T17:16:16.445-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 day'/><title type='text'>day 22</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12.5px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Day 22 - A picture of something you wish you were better at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12.5px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TOsVyW9Dr0I/AAAAAAAAAHE/EJG-5mf4m3M/s1600/n505482719_1265553_631.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TOsVyW9Dr0I/AAAAAAAAAHE/EJG-5mf4m3M/s320/n505482719_1265553_631.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;singing!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12.5px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-6634256945643455609?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/6634256945643455609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-22.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/6634256945643455609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/6634256945643455609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-22.html' title='day 22'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TOsVyW9Dr0I/AAAAAAAAAHE/EJG-5mf4m3M/s72-c/n505482719_1265553_631.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-8948174503813232159</id><published>2010-11-21T16:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T16:50:25.710-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 day'/><title type='text'>day 21</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12.5px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Day 21 - A picture of something you wish you could forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12.5px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12.5px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TOm9-zPJsPI/AAAAAAAAAHA/VTwpm5MYqk4/s1600/Gastric-bypass-surgery.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TOm9-zPJsPI/AAAAAAAAAHA/VTwpm5MYqk4/s320/Gastric-bypass-surgery.gif" width="292" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;when i woke up from my bypass.... the pain was horrific... i still get goose pimples when I think about it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12.5px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-8948174503813232159?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/8948174503813232159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-21.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/8948174503813232159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/8948174503813232159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-21.html' title='day 21'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TOm9-zPJsPI/AAAAAAAAAHA/VTwpm5MYqk4/s72-c/Gastric-bypass-surgery.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-8760399668767328780</id><published>2010-11-20T18:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T18:29:26.242-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 day'/><title type='text'>day 20</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Day 20 - A picture of somewhere you'd love to travel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TOiDtetTSuI/AAAAAAAAAG8/qX5mSOKpoGQ/s1600/disney-world.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TOiDtetTSuI/AAAAAAAAAG8/qX5mSOKpoGQ/s320/disney-world.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Disney World, Disney Land, Hong Kong Disney, Euro Disney....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;I would love to go to any.... it's to late for me now.. I will have to wait for my kids! although... I think Mike and Janny would let us take the twins I am sure!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-8760399668767328780?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/8760399668767328780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-20.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/8760399668767328780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/8760399668767328780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-20.html' title='day 20'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TOiDtetTSuI/AAAAAAAAAG8/qX5mSOKpoGQ/s72-c/disney-world.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-9194866877473889949</id><published>2010-11-19T01:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T01:32:10.461-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 day'/><title type='text'>day 19</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Day 19 - A picture of your&amp;nbsp;favorite&amp;nbsp;movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TOZD-ft3N4I/AAAAAAAAAG4/wMEPhQcWUdY/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TOZD-ft3N4I/AAAAAAAAAG4/wMEPhQcWUdY/s1600/images.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It's an oldie.. my I heart this romantic comedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-9194866877473889949?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/9194866877473889949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-19.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/9194866877473889949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/9194866877473889949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-19.html' title='day 19'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TOZD-ft3N4I/AAAAAAAAAG4/wMEPhQcWUdY/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-506770901520194072</id><published>2010-11-18T01:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T01:31:45.887-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 day'/><title type='text'>day 18</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Day 18 - A picture of you and a pet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TOTyctuCUpI/AAAAAAAAAG0/V2HzZw9iciI/s1600/DSCF4179.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TOTyctuCUpI/AAAAAAAAAG0/V2HzZw9iciI/s320/DSCF4179.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-506770901520194072?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/506770901520194072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-18.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/506770901520194072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/506770901520194072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-18.html' title='day 18'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TOTyctuCUpI/AAAAAAAAAG0/V2HzZw9iciI/s72-c/DSCF4179.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-7294844686499995215</id><published>2010-11-17T15:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T15:31:37.916-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 day'/><title type='text'>day 17</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Day 17 - A picture of something that has made a huge impact on your life recently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TORlPKrWbPI/AAAAAAAAAGw/_4ranh_9t6A/s1600/roux-en-y_gastric_bypass.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TORlPKrWbPI/AAAAAAAAAGw/_4ranh_9t6A/s320/roux-en-y_gastric_bypass.gif" width="284" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;July 20th 2010, I had a gastric bypass, and that has impacted my life in more ways then I ever thought possible, &amp;nbsp;I am half way to my goal weight, down 101 pounds!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-7294844686499995215?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/7294844686499995215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-17.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/7294844686499995215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/7294844686499995215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-17.html' title='day 17'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TORlPKrWbPI/AAAAAAAAAGw/_4ranh_9t6A/s72-c/roux-en-y_gastric_bypass.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-26346404919487225</id><published>2010-11-16T01:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T01:39:57.656-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 day'/><title type='text'>day 16</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Day 16 - A picture of someone who inspires you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TOJQvshxBaI/AAAAAAAAAGs/wny5PpdenyE/s1600/DSCI0070.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TOJQvshxBaI/AAAAAAAAAGs/wny5PpdenyE/s320/DSCI0070.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Dede, I have known deanna for years! since i was in grade 1 or 2, She is the kindest, friendliest, nicest person that you will ever meet, Everyday I see her, she inspires me to be a better person. I know my life is better for knowing her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-26346404919487225?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/26346404919487225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-16.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/26346404919487225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/26346404919487225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-16.html' title='day 16'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TOJQvshxBaI/AAAAAAAAAGs/wny5PpdenyE/s72-c/DSCI0070.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-7652234152413603292</id><published>2010-11-15T07:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T07:37:25.574-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 day'/><title type='text'>day 15</title><content type='html'>Half way there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12.5px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Day 15 - A picture of something you want to do before you die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12.5px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TOFTjsmpRHI/AAAAAAAAAGo/9JG0ZuVlF_0/s1600/n626825626_288941_9467.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TOFTjsmpRHI/AAAAAAAAAGo/9JG0ZuVlF_0/s320/n626825626_288941_9467.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Have babies!!&amp;nbsp;preferably twins! :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12.5px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-7652234152413603292?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/7652234152413603292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-15.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/7652234152413603292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/7652234152413603292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-15.html' title='day 15'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TOFTjsmpRHI/AAAAAAAAAGo/9JG0ZuVlF_0/s72-c/n626825626_288941_9467.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-5066900119326643102</id><published>2010-11-15T07:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T07:27:59.172-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 day'/><title type='text'>day 14</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12.5px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Day 14 - A picture of someone you could never imagine your life without&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12.5px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TOFRS6wQhXI/AAAAAAAAAGg/zgdXuHOD3F8/s1600/DSCF4086.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TOFRS6wQhXI/AAAAAAAAAGg/zgdXuHOD3F8/s320/DSCF4086.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My Homer, he really is my everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12.5px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-5066900119326643102?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/5066900119326643102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-14.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/5066900119326643102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/5066900119326643102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-14.html' title='day 14'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TOFRS6wQhXI/AAAAAAAAAGg/zgdXuHOD3F8/s72-c/DSCF4086.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-6669347552476312746</id><published>2010-11-14T18:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T18:03:40.468-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 day'/><title type='text'>day 13</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12.5px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Day 13 - A picture of your favorite band or artist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12.5px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TOCUpm9MhMI/AAAAAAAAAGc/15_2CsfFLZE/s1600/LadyGagaMicrophone300RGB2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TOCUpm9MhMI/AAAAAAAAAGc/15_2CsfFLZE/s320/LadyGagaMicrophone300RGB2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I love lady gaga, her music, and her... I love how she isn't afraid to&amp;nbsp;be herself and stand up for what she believes in.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12.5px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-6669347552476312746?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/6669347552476312746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-13.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/6669347552476312746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/6669347552476312746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-13.html' title='day 13'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TOCUpm9MhMI/AAAAAAAAAGc/15_2CsfFLZE/s72-c/LadyGagaMicrophone300RGB2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-7017747940121808311</id><published>2010-11-14T17:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T17:58:39.534-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 day'/><title type='text'>day 12</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12.5px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Day 12 - A picture of something you love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12.5px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TOCThFO1uWI/AAAAAAAAAGY/42X6XxdIk7c/s1600/PupPics5-4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="211" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TOCThFO1uWI/AAAAAAAAAGY/42X6XxdIk7c/s320/PupPics5-4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;everyone knows i love my family more then anything in the world... however... I love LOVE LOVE LOVE puppies!!!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12.5px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-7017747940121808311?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/7017747940121808311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-12.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/7017747940121808311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/7017747940121808311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-12.html' title='day 12'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TOCThFO1uWI/AAAAAAAAAGY/42X6XxdIk7c/s72-c/PupPics5-4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-2055176482728430990</id><published>2010-11-14T17:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T17:53:17.668-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 day'/><title type='text'>day 11</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12.5px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Day 11 - A picture of something you hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12.5px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TOCSD0IoCbI/AAAAAAAAAGU/ZD7PYIF0L58/s1600/88274792.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TOCSD0IoCbI/AAAAAAAAAGU/ZD7PYIF0L58/s320/88274792.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;if you know me at all.. you know how much i hate&amp;nbsp;ketchup&amp;nbsp;on a plate. &amp;nbsp;I hate the smell, the colour, the watery part that comes out first, &amp;nbsp;the way it crusts over on a plate and still smells.. fuck.. i want to puke thinking about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12.5px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-2055176482728430990?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/2055176482728430990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-11.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/2055176482728430990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/2055176482728430990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-11.html' title='day 11'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TOCSD0IoCbI/AAAAAAAAAGU/ZD7PYIF0L58/s72-c/88274792.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-6070433974848521923</id><published>2010-11-14T17:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T17:48:42.838-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 day'/><title type='text'>day 10</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12.5px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Day 10 - A picture of the person you do the most ****** up things with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12.5px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12.5px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TOCRW1w3adI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/hJbGC2Wwlr8/s1600/pic.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="292" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TOCRW1w3adI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/hJbGC2Wwlr8/s320/pic.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;hands down. Blake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12.5px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-6070433974848521923?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/6070433974848521923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/6070433974848521923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/6070433974848521923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-10.html' title='day 10'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TOCRW1w3adI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/hJbGC2Wwlr8/s72-c/pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-6632912352695966078</id><published>2010-11-10T06:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T06:55:09.112-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 day'/><title type='text'>day 9</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Day 09 - A picture of the person who has gotten you through the most&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TNqyJx_jHkI/AAAAAAAAAGM/GzXEHYM97OA/s1600/36016_436690941693_517236693_5822926_6218950_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TNqyJx_jHkI/AAAAAAAAAGM/GzXEHYM97OA/s320/36016_436690941693_517236693_5822926_6218950_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Who else could it be? Janie of course!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-6632912352695966078?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/6632912352695966078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-9.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/6632912352695966078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/6632912352695966078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-9.html' title='day 9'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TNqyJx_jHkI/AAAAAAAAAGM/GzXEHYM97OA/s72-c/36016_436690941693_517236693_5822926_6218950_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-181838873228971038</id><published>2010-11-09T01:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T01:40:55.618-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 day'/><title type='text'>day 8</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Day 08 - A picture that makes you laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TNkXAboTrUI/AAAAAAAAAGI/yZHnQdJLM_U/s1600/blakes+camera+060.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TNkXAboTrUI/AAAAAAAAAGI/yZHnQdJLM_U/s320/blakes+camera+060.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;blake took this like 3 years ago, i dont know why, but it makes me laugh! hahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-181838873228971038?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/181838873228971038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-8.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/181838873228971038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/181838873228971038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-8.html' title='day 8'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TNkXAboTrUI/AAAAAAAAAGI/yZHnQdJLM_U/s72-c/blakes+camera+060.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-1762168178803987497</id><published>2010-11-09T01:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T01:37:57.341-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 day'/><title type='text'>Day 7</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Day 07 - A picture of your most treasured item&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TNkWX7YCoAI/AAAAAAAAAGE/0wnOx6ad73s/s1600/28-01-091327.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TNkWX7YCoAI/AAAAAAAAAGE/0wnOx6ad73s/s320/28-01-091327.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span id="goog_292036812"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_292036813"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-1762168178803987497?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/1762168178803987497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-7.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/1762168178803987497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/1762168178803987497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-7.html' title='Day 7'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TNkWX7YCoAI/AAAAAAAAAGE/0wnOx6ad73s/s72-c/28-01-091327.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-354328457783501982</id><published>2010-11-07T14:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T14:47:43.857-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 day'/><title type='text'>Day 6</title><content type='html'>Day 06 - A picture of a person you'd love to trade places with for a day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TNcrxFZfU2I/AAAAAAAAAF8/JZZtgc3cV4g/s1600/100_0821.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TNcrxFZfU2I/AAAAAAAAAF8/JZZtgc3cV4g/s320/100_0821.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I would like trade places with my sister Jane for a day... Sometimes I think it would benifit me to see how she thinks! :) Plus - She's the most amazing person I have ever met in my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-354328457783501982?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/354328457783501982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-6.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/354328457783501982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/354328457783501982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-6.html' title='Day 6'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TNcrxFZfU2I/AAAAAAAAAF8/JZZtgc3cV4g/s72-c/100_0821.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-2285037590577455245</id><published>2010-11-06T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T19:00:25.253-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 day'/><title type='text'>Day 5</title><content type='html'>Day 5 - A picture of your favourite memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats easy for me, since it was not to too long ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TNYHhraTi8I/AAAAAAAAAFw/Gwtt_3hJDRQ/s1600/n696205359_1225767_9499.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TNYHhraTi8I/AAAAAAAAAFw/Gwtt_3hJDRQ/s320/n696205359_1225767_9499.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TNYHlny2_4I/AAAAAAAAAF0/nglzrEpaKY0/s1600/n696205359_1225769_4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TNYHlny2_4I/AAAAAAAAAF0/nglzrEpaKY0/s320/n696205359_1225769_4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TNYHqqq6MDI/AAAAAAAAAF4/8cRSj1de0hc/s1600/n696205359_1417525_6528.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TNYHqqq6MDI/AAAAAAAAAF4/8cRSj1de0hc/s320/n696205359_1417525_6528.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The first time I got to meet my Homer, Blake and I took the the longest drive ever.. to a shady house...where I got to meet my baby, and his brothers. And then 3 weeks later I could take that long drive again, to pick him up! That my friends is my best memory.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-2285037590577455245?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/2285037590577455245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-5.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/2285037590577455245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/2285037590577455245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-5.html' title='Day 5'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TNYHhraTi8I/AAAAAAAAAFw/Gwtt_3hJDRQ/s72-c/n696205359_1225767_9499.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-4710206262062404859</id><published>2010-11-05T18:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T18:31:01.742-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 day'/><title type='text'>Day 4</title><content type='html'>Day 4 - A &amp;nbsp;picture of your night,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure you don't want a picture of a coffee cup. ( I worked afternoons today ) however.. here is what I am doing now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TNSvgm1jrjI/AAAAAAAAAFg/XqZtE91ur0g/s1600/149516_10150295946955360_696205359_15456728_3668877_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TNSvgm1jrjI/AAAAAAAAAFg/XqZtE91ur0g/s320/149516_10150295946955360_696205359_15456728_3668877_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Watching bones and checking facebook!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-4710206262062404859?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/4710206262062404859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-4.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/4710206262062404859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/4710206262062404859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-4.html' title='Day 4'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TNSvgm1jrjI/AAAAAAAAAFg/XqZtE91ur0g/s72-c/149516_10150295946955360_696205359_15456728_3668877_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-3496911860275187422</id><published>2010-11-04T14:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T14:12:32.545-07:00</updated><title type='text'>knowing me, knowing you, November</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;Time once again for my favourite monthly interview project. I hope you'll play along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;1) Last month I asked if you had started your Christmas shopping yet, this month I'm curious as to what's on your Christmas wish list.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;This year, I would like my parents to stop smoking for Christmas.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;2) Do you have a hand held video game in your house?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;Yes, Blake has them all. I however... only play on my ipod.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;3) Are you going to participate in the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quietfish.com/notebook/?p=6052" rel="nofollow" style="color: #3b5998; cursor: pointer; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank" title="http://www.quietfish.com/notebook/?p=6052"&gt;25 Days of Christmas Challenge&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;No, I hate arts and crafts, and planing shit.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;4) What is your favourite kind of cookie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;Soft chewy peanut butter chocolate chip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;5) Coffee or tea?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;tea, english breakfast or steeped double milk 1&amp;nbsp;splenda!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;So now the rules, they're pretty simple. Post your answers to these questions on your own blog in the next few days. Remember to link back here in your post and sign the Mr. Linky too, so we can all see what you have to say. Please make sure you link to your actual KMKY post and not your blog's front page. Any front page links will be deleted. And most importantly, have fun! Have suggestions for next months questions? Leave me a comment or send me an email and let me know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-3496911860275187422?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/3496911860275187422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/11/knowing-me-knowing-you-november.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/3496911860275187422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/3496911860275187422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/11/knowing-me-knowing-you-november.html' title='knowing me, knowing you, November'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-5517418527143908430</id><published>2010-11-04T14:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T14:06:45.347-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 day'/><title type='text'>day 3</title><content type='html'>Day 3 - A picture of the cast from your favourite show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TNMgEzvw83I/AAAAAAAAAFc/kfMqZxBC2Oo/s1600/the-office-cast-full-photo-smaller.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TNMgEzvw83I/AAAAAAAAAFc/kfMqZxBC2Oo/s320/the-office-cast-full-photo-smaller.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This was a hard day... I have so many shows.... but overall, I think it was a toss up between modern family and the office... however... due to Jim, the office won by a land slide.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-5517418527143908430?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/5517418527143908430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-3.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/5517418527143908430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/5517418527143908430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-3.html' title='day 3'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TNMgEzvw83I/AAAAAAAAAFc/kfMqZxBC2Oo/s72-c/the-office-cast-full-photo-smaller.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-6933758100425959609</id><published>2010-11-03T14:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T14:37:17.284-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 day'/><title type='text'>Day 2</title><content type='html'>Day 2 - A picture of you and the person you've been closest to the longest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TNHVR8WAPTI/AAAAAAAAAFY/3wirRVDtqrk/s1600/n505482719_603381_1137.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TNHVR8WAPTI/AAAAAAAAAFY/3wirRVDtqrk/s320/n505482719_603381_1137.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;You think I could find a more recent picture... hahaha...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Of course the person who I have been closest to the longest is the only and only Jane Plant! My lovely sister, Shes been my best friend forever and keeps me in line... and is going to make me an auntie for the very first time on June 22!!! :) ( or around there...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-6933758100425959609?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/6933758100425959609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-2.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/6933758100425959609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/6933758100425959609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-2.html' title='Day 2'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TNHVR8WAPTI/AAAAAAAAAFY/3wirRVDtqrk/s72-c/n505482719_603381_1137.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-2062140765755774681</id><published>2010-11-02T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T17:47:00.862-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 day'/><title type='text'>Day 1</title><content type='html'>A picture of yourself with 10 facts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TNCvftfU5tI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/xNT_IjwnT8U/s1600/n696205359_3379427_5932.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TNCvftfU5tI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/xNT_IjwnT8U/s320/n696205359_3379427_5932.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Purple is my favourite colour.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;I believe that Homer was the best choice that I have ever made.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am always cold.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;I snored for my entire life, until I had my gastric bypass, I have not snored since.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am 4 pounds away from loosing my fist 100 lbs.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;I believe even at my highest weight, I was beautiful.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;I love making people laugh.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;I have never been in an airplane.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;I miss eating like I use too, however... food will never taste as good as being thin does :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;I lied a lot when I was a kid/teen and now I really regret that.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-2062140765755774681?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/2062140765755774681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-1.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/2062140765755774681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/2062140765755774681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-1.html' title='Day 1'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TNCvftfU5tI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/xNT_IjwnT8U/s72-c/n696205359_3379427_5932.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-5532606976809274156</id><published>2010-11-02T17:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T17:34:04.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'>30 Day Challenge</title><content type='html'>I got a text from someone this morning, asking me to continue my blog... I may have put it off.. for a month or four... anyways.. I have something perfect! On a little site I like to spend most of my days... facebook, they're is a 30 day challenge... here is the 30 days!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is what I will start today!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 01 - A picture of yourself with ten facts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 02 - A picture of you and the person you have been closest with the longest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 03 - A picture of the cast from your favorite show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 04 - A picture of your night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 05 - A picture of your favorite memory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 06 - A picture of a person you'd love to trade places with for a day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 07 - A picture of your most treasured item&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 08 - A picture that makes you laugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 09 - A picture of the person who has gotten you through the most&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 10 - A picture of the person you do the most ****** up things with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 11 - A picture of something you hate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 12 - A picture of something you love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 13 - A picture of your favorite band or artist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 14 - A picture of someone you could never imagine your life without&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 15 - A picture of something you want to do before you die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 16 - A picture of someone who inspires you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 17 - A picture of something that has made a huge impact on your life recently&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 18 - A picture of your biggest insecurity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 19 - A picture and a letter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 20 - A picture of somewhere you'd love to travel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 21 - A picture of something you wish you could forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 22 - A picture of something you wish you were better at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 23 - A picture of your favorite book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 24 - A picture of something you wish you could change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 25 - A picture of your day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 26 - A picture of something that means a lot to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 27 - A picture of yourself and a family member&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 28 - A picture of something you're afraid of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 29 - A picture that can always make you smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 30 - A picture of someone you miss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 31 - A picture of yourself&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-5532606976809274156?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/5532606976809274156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/11/30-day-challenge.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/5532606976809274156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/5532606976809274156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/11/30-day-challenge.html' title='30 Day Challenge'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-4356780628100738930</id><published>2010-07-25T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T09:47:32.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...and then I woke up...</title><content type='html'>I remembered waking up very groggy... and having to move beds... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I came to again, I was trying to think of what time it was, and if they called my mom to let her know that I was alive... :) ( because I am sweet like that!) But the only thing that would come outta my mouth was dry, voiceless scream... you know in your dreams when your about to be killed or hurt and your running, but you're not moving or screaming and nothing is coming out? like that. But much worse... This was real life... and someone was trying to murder me... I could feel everything that they moved on the inside, every cut that they did on the outside, by far the worst experience of my entire life. A nurse then came and told me that they were giving me some morphine for the pain.. and to just wait a minute, Lets call this nurse DEVIL ( which, may be a little harsh, I have a lot of respect for nurses, they get a lot of slack... I do believe this is why nurses sometimes have a bad rap, from nurses like Devil) So, Devil kept telling me to hold on, to hold on, to hold, on, honestly I wanted to &lt;s&gt;punch her in the face &lt;/s&gt; hug her, and thank her for giving me some meds to take away the pain. Once that was gone, I went back to sleep... I got woken up to take my blood pressure, which was super high, REALLY HIGH.. (I guess thats normal after an operation) I had an oxygen mask on aswell.. I kept taking it off because it was really annoying, so finally they gave me oxygen in my nose. which was much better.&lt;br /&gt;I kept watching the clock because my surgery was 3-4 hours, and I would be in recovery for 1-2 hours... So by 1-2 pm I would be up in my room with my sister and blake... and I had to pee... bad... real bad.&lt;br /&gt;time kept ticking... and no one was taking me to my room... I guess they didn't have anyone to wheel me up there... ( I know WTF right? in my line of work.. do it yourself, but for whatever reason, they can't) I would ask for more morphine every 1/2 an hour, just so I would never feel that pain again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Devil comes by and has to draw some blood... this is a very big thing for me, I hate needles and I know where my "good" vein is, I have had trouble giving blood before, and getting iv's usally they have to give iv's to me in my foot. But Devil wouldn't listen to me. She poked me once in my "inner elbow" ... nothing.. poked me again, nothing... poked me again... NOTHING. moved to the inside of my forearm, poked me.. nothing and said "oops. thats going to leave a bruise." I then screamed, another nurse came over, let's call her, Angel. she held my hand. the nurse finally got one on my hand, but it took her 10 pokes. Devil. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told Angel that I had to pee, and since she had no idea when I would be going to my room, she said that I should use a bed pan... I didn't want too, but what do I have to be ashamed of now? the very handsome Dr. Klein has seen me in the buff, with his surgical team.. so, wtf.. might aswell, and it's not like it's uncommon. So I used the bedpan... and it was ok, I would say not the most embarrassing moment of my life either. The best part is that Devil had to come in to get it. I was really hoping she would spill it on herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quickly after that, Jane, came into see me, but I don't remember much.. until they told me I would be going up to my room.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-4356780628100738930?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/4356780628100738930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/07/and-then-i-woke-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/4356780628100738930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/4356780628100738930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/07/and-then-i-woke-up.html' title='...and then I woke up...'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-7110734576706582242</id><published>2010-07-24T13:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T13:50:32.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day of...</title><content type='html'>Well... I usually work at 5am, so having to be up and ready for 5am, isn't a big deal to me, just an everyday occurrence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my surgery was scheduled for 8am, at Humber River hospital in Toronto, So we had to be out of my house at 4:28am to pick Jane up at 4:32am and be on our way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we got to the hospital, we were quite early, so we got a really good parking space! We went right up to the 5th floor... I got changed into 2 very stylish gowns, one for the front, one for the back... :) lol... booties and just in-case I had any sex appeal left... one for my head.. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We waited for a bit, once I got registered the nurse called me back very quickly, to run through all of the pre operation questions, the usual, I am assuming... Last period? any meds? do you drink? do you smoke? do you use street drugs? when was the last time you ate? &lt;s&gt; 3 fucking weeks ago &lt;/s&gt;    She then told us to go back to the waiting room because they will be taking me downstairs at 7:30... So we sat there for what seemed to be 6 hours... then it was 7:30 and they came and got us... walked us downstairs where I got to meet my anesthesiologist, who was about the size of one of the twins, and super cute and friendly, Jane let her know that I was a nervous nelly and that  I was scared of the BURNING when they put the medicine in for you to go to sleep...  My nurse came to get me... and took me to a huge white operating room which was very intimidating...big tv screen, lots of lights, tools, nurses... I had to take off my back gown, as I stood there with my ass exposed to the entire surgical team that would be working on me... they ask me to lay down... I just remember thinking that, aslong as I can wake up from this, I will be able to get through anything... she then gave me some gas.. ( I think ) and I remember my doctor, Dr. Klein, coming in and saying a quick "hi". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats the last thing I remember...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-7110734576706582242?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/7110734576706582242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/7110734576706582242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/7110734576706582242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-of.html' title='Day of...'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-4493921349559825119</id><published>2010-07-23T16:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T16:03:14.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...day before...</title><content type='html'>Well Monday July 19th was the day before my schedule gastric bypass... I felt that the three previous weeks, flew by... which was alarming since I have been on the worst pre op diet ever invented... Opti Fast - it's a meal replacement meant to shrink your liver so that when doing the surgery they will not harm your organs. ( but, I am sure, that is very 'dumbed' down ) I was sick of everything I was allowed to eat by then, celery, broccoli, lettuce, Jello 0 and cucumbers... so sick of them, still the thought makes me gag. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I credit me being able to get through my 3 weeks of opti fast to my beautiful sista sista Jane, who had taught me, that if you make it with ice and water it is bearable... I enjoyed some of it.. I must admit.. and working at Timmies, I put some flavor shots in from our sure shot flavor shot machine which mixed it up a little adding a little zest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah blah ...blah. what I thought was going to be the worst 3 weeks of my life, ended up not being as bad as I had thought.. yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since my surgery has such a high mortality rate 1:200, AHHHHHH!! I ask my super talented friend over at the mommyproject (peatreephotography) if she would mind taking some before pictures of me, you know... 'just in case' I figured that I would be one of the 199, The tests that the doctors do on you before pretty much rule out any chance of something going wrong, however, there is still a risk, and I would hate for my wedding pictures to be the last photographs that anyone had of me... I hated my make up, my hair, the pictures, but that is a story for a different day. So Miss peatreephotography agreed to take some pictures of me, and well.. I always thought I was a tad vein, I believe I am a pretty girl, and Miss peatreephotography did me justice, please head over to check them out, she also has an amazing blog...  http://www.peatreephotography.com/blog/  you may notice my baby, Homer on her website, he is a model... What can I say, it runs in the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the night before... I was nervous.. part of me wanted just to run to mcdonalds and give up... part of me wanted to cry and part of me wanted to just bitch at everyone that I came into contact with.. Well.. the last part of me, is what I ended up doing... LOL.. lucky, they understood...  I got my bag packed, a house coat, slippers, jammies, tooth brush and paste, hair  brush, a mini dvd player with the first 2 seasons of sex and the city and some movies... and my iphone, I can't leave home with out that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to bed...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-4493921349559825119?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/4493921349559825119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-before.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/4493921349559825119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/4493921349559825119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-before.html' title='...day before...'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-2120505467115630073</id><published>2010-07-01T12:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T12:15:37.614-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight loss'/><title type='text'>Happy Canada Day!</title><content type='html'>Happy Canada Day everyone!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July ... July ... JULY ALREADY!! WTF... I am feeling that July just crept up on us... I mean, where the heck did June go? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well since July is here... that means that my surgery is this month! July 20th!! So in preperation for that I am on a liquid diet, called optifast... its a meal replacement drink that I have to drink 4 times a day. I can also have up to 2 cups of celery, broccoli, green peppers, lettuce and cucumbers... I have to do this to shrink my liver before surgery.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-2120505467115630073?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/2120505467115630073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/07/happy-canada-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/2120505467115630073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/2120505467115630073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/07/happy-canada-day.html' title='Happy Canada Day!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-4629076237705439090</id><published>2010-06-29T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T09:01:21.461-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TCoWYbzmNiI/AAAAAAAAAFA/NHH4gOFmRYA/s1600/DSCF4144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TCoWYbzmNiI/AAAAAAAAAFA/NHH4gOFmRYA/s400/DSCF4144.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488223704941213218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 3 years, 3 months and 21 days... We had our very first sleepover!! :) and what a sleepover it was! :) I am sure that this will not be the last! I couldn't believe how much Homer warmed up to them, he was stealing snuggles and cuddles from them well until Monday when they got picked up!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-4629076237705439090?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/4629076237705439090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/06/after-3-years-3-months-and-21-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/4629076237705439090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/4629076237705439090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/06/after-3-years-3-months-and-21-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/TCoWYbzmNiI/AAAAAAAAAFA/NHH4gOFmRYA/s72-c/DSCF4144.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-527687700266604200</id><published>2010-02-09T21:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T21:11:31.438-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wordless Wednesday'/><title type='text'>wordless wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/S3I_2d8_WxI/AAAAAAAAAE4/hKDwMmpd__o/s1600-h/3GetAttachment.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/S3I_2d8_WxI/AAAAAAAAAE4/hKDwMmpd__o/s400/3GetAttachment.aspx.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436477905175534354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-527687700266604200?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/527687700266604200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/02/wordless-wednesday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/527687700266604200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/527687700266604200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/02/wordless-wednesday.html' title='wordless wednesday'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/S3I_2d8_WxI/AAAAAAAAAE4/hKDwMmpd__o/s72-c/3GetAttachment.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-142728186053825755</id><published>2010-02-09T20:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T21:09:35.528-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home sweet home'/><title type='text'>my house my home - down stairs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/S3I7Ud20RCI/AAAAAAAAAEw/UzDA5DpJYy0/s1600-h/2GetAttachment.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/S3I7Ud20RCI/AAAAAAAAAEw/UzDA5DpJYy0/s400/2GetAttachment.aspx.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436472922987578402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my basement, this is where we spend the majority of our time! In this picture is Blakes computer, and our pool table... please don't be alarmed, No I am not hiding any skills, I have really never played pool in my life, It was my brothers pool table... and they didn't want it, and I had a new house, with no furniture, so it filled up part of the nicley, The pool table is mostly used to store dishes, wrap presents and hold dirty clothes. hahahahahaha...  Also Blakes computer just got moved out here recently, we have another flood in our basement bedroom and didn't want to risk it getting "wet" hahaha! however, after we finish all the "outside" work this year ( I want a deck, a pool and a hottub) I would like to put a wet bar in this area, I think it would be fantastic, Other then one little problem... I don't drink.. hahaha! but I just think it would look so nice!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/S3I7UKY6TwI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Qf7hxr82IPU/s1600-h/1GetAttachment.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/S3I7UKY6TwI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Qf7hxr82IPU/s400/1GetAttachment.aspx.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436472917761871618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this half of the room, is our entertainment side... again, the couch is my sisters, :) goodness, we are going to be introuble when they move into there big house! hahahaha!!!! &lt;br /&gt;and then of course Blakes corner, he is all about wires, speakers, colour, sound... He wants everything to be as high def. as it possibly could be... (to tell you the truth... I have no idea why I need 352 speakers to watch the little couple.. hahahahahaha) although, koodos TLC for going HD...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until the next room!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-142728186053825755?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/142728186053825755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-house-my-home-down-stairs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/142728186053825755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/142728186053825755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-house-my-home-down-stairs.html' title='my house my home - down stairs'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/S3I7Ud20RCI/AAAAAAAAAEw/UzDA5DpJYy0/s72-c/2GetAttachment.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-4058463320562117928</id><published>2010-02-09T17:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T20:48:50.186-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knowing me knowing you'/><title type='text'>Knowing me, Know you -February</title><content type='html'>1. The Olympics are right around the corner, are you planning on watching?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes! I really love watching the Olympics, I find I watch all sports when they are on!! this year will be awesome, because, ondemand has a special feature now that is like a pure olympic channel! love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Which is your favourite Olympic Winter sport?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like theblogmother, I love figure skating! all of it!! :) I also love watching ski jumping too!  - I find myself being the #1 fan of all sports this time of year... or every 4 years.. hahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Okay you're in the candy store, what's the first thing you grab?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG.. candy - something I haven't had in a month... yum!!!&lt;br /&gt;I would grab crispy crunch (my most favourite candy bar in the whole world)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What is your favourite John Hughes movie? Not sure what movies he made? Well, first you should be ashamed of yourself and I'm not sure we can be friends anymore. Secondly, click the link and see his impressive list of films, you'll be surprised...... go ahead I'll wait. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.. i had no idea who this man was! sorry blogmother, i hope i don't loose your friendship...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess the only movie that i have seen is maid in manhattan... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Okay you're going into the witness relocation program and you get to pick your new name, what will it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the name Cinderella. hahahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now the rules, they're pretty simple. Post your answers to these questions on your own blog in the next few days. Remember to link back here in your post and sign the Mr. Linky too, so we can all see what you have to say. Please make sure you link to your actual KMKY post and not your blog's front page. Any front page links will be deleted. And most importantly, have fun! Have suggestions for next months questions? Leave me a comment or send me an email and let me know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-4058463320562117928?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/4058463320562117928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/02/knowing-me-know-you-february.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/4058463320562117928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/4058463320562117928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/02/knowing-me-know-you-february.html' title='Knowing me, Know you -February'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-4235084337607625443</id><published>2010-02-03T10:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T11:09:32.586-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i think..'/><title type='text'>Yes... or No..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/S2nJ2vSJv6I/AAAAAAAAAD4/SNhdFgcwVE0/s1600-h/68496c8_20.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/S2nJ2vSJv6I/AAAAAAAAAD4/SNhdFgcwVE0/s400/68496c8_20.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434096367641935778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, as some people know, February to me is No Walmart month... I started this last year because I find I spend the majority of my pay checks at Walmart, When push comes to shove, I know it's insane, but there is always something that you need, that you can find at walmart, and when you go to get the needed items, there is so much more of stuff you don't need, but who can turn down a good deal? Not me... LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year started because I had over spent on Chirstmas and I figure, I could just not shop for a month, that it would make up for it... However, that didn't work out to too well, because of a little game called yoville... and yocash... and for whatever the reason, it wasn't my fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, I am trying something new, the NO CREDIT CARDS... I couldn't get rid of my little plastic beauties, yet... I mean some stuff does come up were you can only use credit cards... right? parking... gas stations after dark... rainy days? and of course, emergencies do come up... truck tires? breaks? vet visits can run you upwards of $200 .... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started watching a show till debt do us part... (or something like that) anyways, I am trying to use some of what she does, and let me tell you, for January, it seems to have worked out fantastic, there is some minor adjustments that are going to have to be made but for the most part, I think that I have learned a lot... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found some puppies online, at kijiji.com the same place I found my baby Homer, and I really want one... I think Homer would like a little brother, Herb. I don't know if this would be a great idea or not, my family would kill me if I got another puppy, which, they said the same thing about Home Slice...  but what if Homey doesn't like him? then what would I do?!!?!? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think I should get another puppy?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-4235084337607625443?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/4235084337607625443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/02/yes-or-no.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/4235084337607625443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/4235084337607625443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/02/yes-or-no.html' title='Yes... or No..'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/S2nJ2vSJv6I/AAAAAAAAAD4/SNhdFgcwVE0/s72-c/68496c8_20.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-6327812229355823602</id><published>2010-02-01T18:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T18:34:50.336-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things your mother didn&apos;t tell you.'/><title type='text'>A temper to match my hair....</title><content type='html'>I kinda have mood swings...sometimes, I always just figured it was my red hair coming out! Early in life this use to effect me a lot more then now, I would say...  Now, as unfair and horrible it is, normally, my sister gets the 'brunt' of it, I think because, A) She can handle me&lt;br /&gt;B) I know I can give it to her, and she still will love me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However... today, not my proudest moment... after work I fell asleep, Blake' comes home late around 7pm... He comes in the house and YELLS "HEATHER HEATHER HEATHER" I was sleeping... I woke up... "WHAT THE HELL IS FOR SUPPER"   ...I was sleeping I didn't make anything yet... yes, I was angry... because... what the? So I then proceeded to the kitchen and decided to throw eggs at him... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oOOOooOOOooOoOOOoooo - my goodness... sometimes, I think I need to count to 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehehee oooOOps....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-6327812229355823602?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/6327812229355823602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/02/temper-to-match-my-hair.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/6327812229355823602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/6327812229355823602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/02/temper-to-match-my-hair.html' title='A temper to match my hair....'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-7818157417728996566</id><published>2010-01-29T17:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T17:57:36.322-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home sweet home'/><title type='text'>My House My Home the 2nd</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/S2ORROTNg2I/AAAAAAAAADw/RaAWARmCqJ8/s1600-h/GetAttachment.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/S2ORROTNg2I/AAAAAAAAADw/RaAWARmCqJ8/s400/GetAttachment.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432345300621427554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My next room is the kitchen! Notice we only have one bar stool? thats because Mr. Homer had distroyed the other one, I am still in the process of finding something I like...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-7818157417728996566?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/7818157417728996566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-house-my-home-2nd.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/7818157417728996566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/7818157417728996566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-house-my-home-2nd.html' title='My House My Home the 2nd'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/S2ORROTNg2I/AAAAAAAAADw/RaAWARmCqJ8/s72-c/GetAttachment.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-798348042207857620</id><published>2010-01-28T19:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T19:22:29.828-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wordless Wednesday'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/S2JUXP9RgII/AAAAAAAAADo/DiUmei9G92M/s1600-h/GetAttachment.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/S2JUXP9RgII/AAAAAAAAADo/DiUmei9G92M/s400/GetAttachment.aspx.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431996858959495298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I GOT A SNUGGIE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-798348042207857620?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/798348042207857620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/01/wordless-wednesday_28.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/798348042207857620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/798348042207857620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/01/wordless-wednesday_28.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/S2JUXP9RgII/AAAAAAAAADo/DiUmei9G92M/s72-c/GetAttachment.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-3286008798862626477</id><published>2010-01-27T22:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T22:19:32.607-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='firsts'/><title type='text'>Funny story.</title><content type='html'>So yesterday I worked 2-11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I get to work, all the garbages where over flowing and there was enough cardboard in the back of the store to give Heidi a heart attack, So I was running it out to our dumpster area, which is right by our drive thru, and has a big door that you have to open, normally the lids to the bins are already open, however this time, the cardboard truck just came, so they were closed, so as I go in to open the lids, the wind takes the big gate and closes it... I am trapped.. 100% I can't open it from the inside... I am screaming for help... I had to pile the cardboard up to stand on, so that people could see me, I ask a customer in a yellow truck "Can you please tell them I am trapped in here?" I hear something from the speaker that kinda shocks me, laughing, and then "Good, she's the manager!" Oooh, I was so mad, Honestly, I was in the dumpster trapped for at least 1/2 an hour... finally someone came thru the drive thru and opened the door for me... probably 50 cars, and only 1 person would help me...&lt;br /&gt;                       ....what is the world coming too...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-3286008798862626477?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/3286008798862626477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/01/funny-story.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/3286008798862626477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/3286008798862626477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/01/funny-story.html' title='Funny story.'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-3598686156647976309</id><published>2010-01-27T21:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T22:04:43.145-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things your mother didn&apos;t tell you.'/><title type='text'>5 things you may not have known about me!</title><content type='html'>1) I don't like animals, as much as I love my Home Slice, and 'our' dogs. I really can't stand anything else, however ... the thought of anything happening to any creature upsets me more then anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I always wanted to do stand up comedy. I have been jotting things down, for my 'act' for as long as I can remember. I would love to go to an open mic night somewhere, but my voice does this weird shaky thing when I get nervous! hahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I am very organized for work, but at home I am a complete disaster, I loose every single thing, and I could careless if the house is a mess, however at work if one thing is not put away correctly I get angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) I would love to adopt a child. I think I would be able to give them a pretty healthy, love filled, happy life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Until just recently I have never slept alone, I sept with my sister, until I was in grade 4, when my parents bought me a tv for my bedroom, then my mom slept with me, until I moved out with Blake ... However, Blake is a very light light light sleeper and I snore, So half the time he ends up in Homers bedroom, Of couse Homer stays right tight to me, under the covers and all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-3598686156647976309?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/3598686156647976309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/01/5-things-you-may-not-have-known-about.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/3598686156647976309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/3598686156647976309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/01/5-things-you-may-not-have-known-about.html' title='5 things you may not have known about me!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-1053434955602326502</id><published>2010-01-26T09:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T09:08:35.249-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight loss'/><title type='text'>....I'm Shrinking</title><content type='html'>....well... in small amounts! after my first week of being meat free and portion control I dropped a whopping 10 lbs! which was amazing, because I was not really exercising as much as I should have been, but to be completely honest, I was probably over doing it, cutting back, and I kinda felt if I went to the gym that someone maybe picking me up from the floor! Now, we got that sorted out! I feel fantastic this week, and I got weighed and I lost 5 lbs more! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So 15 lbs total!! :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a happy girl.. and I now can't wait until next week to see the results!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-1053434955602326502?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/1053434955602326502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-shrinking.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/1053434955602326502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/1053434955602326502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-shrinking.html' title='....I&apos;m Shrinking'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-8974808710849829826</id><published>2010-01-25T20:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T20:40:23.730-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home sweet home'/><title type='text'>My House, My Home.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/S15ut7fqRrI/AAAAAAAAADg/i4BT2now_sI/s1600-h/GetAttachment.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/S15ut7fqRrI/AAAAAAAAADg/i4BT2now_sI/s400/GetAttachment.aspx.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430899935999051442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't get to many people down this way, I bet even our parents have only been here a handful of times... So, since I seem to hang out at everyone else's houses, I will give you a glimpse of my little humble abode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my dining room and sitting room, taken from my kitchen, We use the dining room lately a lot more, My dietitian recommended that we eat meals at the table instead of in front of the tv!! I really do wish we would use the upstairs more then we do, I am very proud of the way everything goes together, I am not one for style, or matching, but Blake was away when I had to pick everything out, and I think I did a pretty good job! I love all the dark colours, I think it makes it warm and inviting...  However if I were to do it again, I would not suggest African hard wood to anyone who has animals. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is my desk computer that Blake made for me! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting room, Homer loves laying on top of the couch cushions, he snuggles right in there... We hardly ever use this room, I guess white furniture was a poor judgment call...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time... or next room...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-8974808710849829826?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/8974808710849829826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-house-my-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/8974808710849829826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/8974808710849829826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-house-my-home.html' title='My House, My Home.'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/S15ut7fqRrI/AAAAAAAAADg/i4BT2now_sI/s72-c/GetAttachment.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-1988638136927815832</id><published>2010-01-24T17:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T17:30:24.536-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whats cooking wednesday'/><title type='text'>Whats Cooking Sunday?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/S1zz4sk0Y4I/AAAAAAAAADY/H2FrgZ_oAfg/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/S1zz4sk0Y4I/AAAAAAAAADY/H2FrgZ_oAfg/s400/photo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430483406065787778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I have been counting my calories and not eating meat, I have had a tough time trying to figure out what to have for supper... well, tonight, I was alone for supper, Blake had went to his parents house for supper, I could not attend sadly because of a silly little incedent that happened yesterday that involved me... hanging from my leg outside of the van... and ice... and my knee and hip... anyways,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came up with this little dish, that I will be trying again,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/4 box of whole grain spagetti noodles 280 calories (per serving)&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup of mushroon alfrado sauce 70 calories&lt;br /&gt;1 md zuccini 31 calories&lt;br /&gt;1 cup mini mushrooms 15 calories&lt;br /&gt;1 big slice of red onion 10 calories&lt;br /&gt;2 teaspoons of light becel 35 calories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the noodles were boiling, I fried the mushrooms, zuccini, and red onion, in 2 teaspoons of becel, when the noodles were done, I added the sauce and plated, I then threw the fried veggies on top of it all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was very yummie for only 441 calories!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-1988638136927815832?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/1988638136927815832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/01/whats-cooking-sunday.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/1988638136927815832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/1988638136927815832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/01/whats-cooking-sunday.html' title='Whats Cooking Sunday?'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/S1zz4sk0Y4I/AAAAAAAAADY/H2FrgZ_oAfg/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-8250127582002675718</id><published>2010-01-24T11:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T11:20:00.308-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight loss'/><title type='text'>10 down... good start...</title><content type='html'>For Christmas, my mom bought me a couple pairs of jeans, that I couldn't even get close to doing up, and I wanted to try them on since I felt like I was loosing weight, but I did not want to get discouraged... I went against my better judgment, and did... to my surprised I could get them on.. with out even laying on the bed with a wire hanger... LOL.. I tried on another pair of pants... they fit too, and another .. and not so much luck there, but 3 pairs, is not bad!! :) haha, I was so ecstatic, I called my mom and my sister right away.. and I was really trying to fight back tears, but I was sooo very proud of myself! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next night my sister brought her scale over and I lost 10 pounds! I was very happy with myself. I couldn't even believe it!! I am looking forward to my next informal weigh in, and I hope to get some more good news!! :) I mean for just over a week, that is not bad!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-8250127582002675718?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/8250127582002675718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/01/10-down-good-start.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/8250127582002675718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/8250127582002675718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/01/10-down-good-start.html' title='10 down... good start...'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-6659330869424518173</id><published>2010-01-24T10:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T11:03:38.184-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...Rent</title><content type='html'>I loved the movie, I love all musicals... but I really enjoyed the music and dancing.. and I got a little iddy bitty crush on Mark (Anthony Rapp) so when I was watching TV and seen that the Broadway show is doing a tour and they are going to be in Toronto with 7 shows featuring Anthony Rapp (Mark Cohen), Adam Pascal (Roger Davis) both from the movie, I wanted to see it sooooooo bad... and in some wave of what could only be described as telekineses (sp?) my sista called and ask me if I would be intrested in seeing RENT with some of the gals from her work.... HELL YES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on Friday we went, we watched, we loved... it was Great... If you like musical theatre I would highly reccomend going to see rent, it was a very good experience. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Jane was tired she let me drive home... hahaha... I had never driven in Toronto before, but I did pretty good I might add.. I would not want to do it again!! hahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-6659330869424518173?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/6659330869424518173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/01/rent.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/6659330869424518173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/6659330869424518173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/01/rent.html' title='...Rent'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-6348004743542708849</id><published>2010-01-24T10:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T10:47:27.196-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i think..'/><title type='text'>Dinner and a show...</title><content type='html'>On Thursday night, it was "Wing" night at Kelseys, since I don't eat chicken wings, (Even before I decided to go veggie...) I new that Blake, my dad and my mom loved them, so I thought what a great way to get them outta the house, for a nice supper! lol.. anyways, my wait wasn't long at all, even though it was kinda busy... but they did very well... I think I only waited for 45 minutes, I decided to get the Chicken Sonoma valley salad (minus the chicken) and it was delicious, and very filling, all for... 550 calories, it had so much 'stuff' in it, sunflower seeds, or flax.. not sure what one, but yummie, dried cranberries, feta... yummmmmm! My parents both got a hamburgers, my mom was a wee bit insulted that she didn't get any pickles with hers.. but she got over it quickly. Blake got Balsamic Chicken which smelt probably as good as it tasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blake and I then decided to go to the movies, the only one that had not had started yet was Daybreakers, I thought that it would be perfect because I love love love vampires, however this is unlike any vampire movie that I have seen... gross.  It was just more gory then I am use too.  I would highly not recommend this movie to anyone.. hahahaha, unless you love gore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-6348004743542708849?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/6348004743542708849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/01/dinner-and-show.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/6348004743542708849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/6348004743542708849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/01/dinner-and-show.html' title='Dinner and a show...'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-1075107382512172056</id><published>2010-01-20T17:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T17:46:58.593-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whats cooking wednesday'/><title type='text'>whats cooking wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/S1ewWSHd3eI/AAAAAAAAADQ/BsW8YwO0kZU/s1600-h/GetAttachment.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/S1ewWSHd3eI/AAAAAAAAADQ/BsW8YwO0kZU/s400/GetAttachment.aspx.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429001772685188578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Portabella Parmesan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used a portabella mushroom, and dressed it like Parmesan chicken, which I made for the rest of the fam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not recommend this, it tasted like ass.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-1075107382512172056?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/1075107382512172056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/01/whats-cooking-wednesday_20.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/1075107382512172056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/1075107382512172056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/01/whats-cooking-wednesday_20.html' title='whats cooking wednesday'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/S1ewWSHd3eI/AAAAAAAAADQ/BsW8YwO0kZU/s72-c/GetAttachment.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-5458285933139546172</id><published>2010-01-16T17:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T17:46:48.924-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight loss'/><title type='text'>Week!</title><content type='html'>I know my last few blogs are probably getting old, because they are about weightloss, but for all honestly, it's a pretty HUGE deal to me, it's pretty much all I am &lt;STRIKE&gt; thinking &lt;/STRIKE&gt; obsessing about, but what a huge wake up call, when I did go to the dietitian, I had no idea she could stop the process, and in all honesty, I was kinda not to sure, if I was ready for this big of change...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well this week, I feel I have been somewhat tested... I wrote every single thing down that passed my lippers!!! well.. The iphone is super handy, and I have probably ate 1/4 of what I would normally eat! And STILL NO MEAT!! and it's been a WHOLE WEEK, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY NO MEAT?? yes, I know that meat is somewhat important, but I do not enjoy meat, it's always the last thing on my plate, and I always am very picky on how I eat it... it's more stressful to me then anything, So if I am only giving myself a certain amount of calories to eat, Why "waste" them on something that I don't like, through this process I need to learn to enjoy food, but not indulge and this week I have been enjoying it, meat free, However, I do have every intention of going for a nice Steak on Valentines day!! :) hahaha!! So I would hardly call me a vegetarian&lt;br /&gt;, but I sure am trying!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;portion size... wow, I would reccomend everyone in the world getting a food scale, I had no idea how important that was, seriously... who new? who cared? again, I have been trying to only eat the proper portions, so mesuring everything, I don't necessarily need to do that now, but I need to get use to it, better now then the day after my surgery, because with a stomach that will only be able to hold 4oz, I could make myself very sick if I don't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I ready for this?? I would like to say yes, but I really don't know... Will I really never been able to go to a buffet again?!? On a really bad day will I be able to eat chocolate? Is it worth all these risks?!?!?!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next post I promise will not be about food, or weight I promise! hahahaha to all my loyal fans... hahahhahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-5458285933139546172?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/5458285933139546172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/01/week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/5458285933139546172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/5458285933139546172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/01/week.html' title='Week!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-7353765538287856577</id><published>2010-01-13T20:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T20:11:34.299-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whats cooking wednesday'/><title type='text'>whats cooking wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/S06Y4QKejAI/AAAAAAAAADI/AwkykJiiwPQ/s1600-h/GetAttachment.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/S06Y4QKejAI/AAAAAAAAADI/AwkykJiiwPQ/s400/GetAttachment.aspx.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426442693207034882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heather's own stir fry &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha, all the left over veggie bags I had in the freezer, some sauce and put on rice!!! ta da!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was not as good as I would have liked, but, another day with No meat! works for me! &lt;br /&gt;I put chicken on Blakes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-7353765538287856577?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/7353765538287856577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/01/whats-cooking-wednesday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/7353765538287856577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/7353765538287856577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/01/whats-cooking-wednesday.html' title='whats cooking wednesday'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/S06Y4QKejAI/AAAAAAAAADI/AwkykJiiwPQ/s72-c/GetAttachment.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-6770173194833340913</id><published>2010-01-12T20:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T20:35:41.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Calories Vs Points</title><content type='html'>I don't know which is better, calorie counting or weight watches point system, a part of me really wants to go on the point system that weight watches has, I mean, so many things out there have a "point" already assigned to them it would be a super easy thing to follow, however, I feel that it's not as structured as I would like it, I mean... you can still go to McDonald's, and you even have a weekly "free" points, that you can redeem any day you want, but they can not be recycled and you can use them throughout the week or save them...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I am writing everything I eat down and the calorie value, it is going ok, I mean I have only been doing it for 2 days, but it's a start, yesterday was kinda a joke, I was afraid of going over, so I believe I only ate - 650 calories, which I have no idea how I did it, I was quite hungry at the end of the day, but I did not want to eat, so I called it an early night, and went to bed!! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However today, I think I did better, other then at one point in the day I was hungry and board, and I was at my moms, so I ended up eating a cucumber with ranch dressing, and to be honest, it was the best thing I think I've eaten in my life... I guess that is what you get when you "starve" your body, but I tried not to get to crazy today, but more realistic then Monday - 1250 calories +/- some, I mean I have no idea how much my supper was, and I tried to over guess my cucumbers and ranch and whatever else did not have a actual count to it, I am sure it is still less then what I was eating before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 days no meat! &lt;3 I bought some of that already cooked chicken so when I made my yummie green stir fry for supper tonight, I just put some of that chicken in a separate pan and put on Blake's plate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am pretty excited that I have not had meat for 3 days!! :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I may try this for the rest of the week, and see how I am feeling, for next week I may try the point system... I mean what do I have to loose?? other then weight!??!?!? hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to mention, I have been switching out one of my meals a day with slim fast, this way I am getting all my vitamins and minerals! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-6770173194833340913?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/6770173194833340913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/01/calories-vs-points.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/6770173194833340913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/6770173194833340913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/01/calories-vs-points.html' title='Calories Vs Points'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-2155353572646681313</id><published>2010-01-11T21:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T21:30:33.965-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight loss'/><title type='text'>Meatless Monday - meatless life?</title><content type='html'>In order to loose some extra weight, I have decided to cut meat out of my life... LOL however, I have never tried to do this before, so I do not know how far I will get... but it's not like I am a huge meat eater, to tell you the truth, I've never really thought of it before??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Monday. I have written everything down that crossed my mouth, it was a bit tough today because I was on the afternoon shift at work, so I just brought some slim fast powder to put into some milk, but my total daily calorie count was like around 600... I know that given my size, that is pretty low, but I don't feel like I want to eat my arm... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have found green tea tassimo packets!! so I was very excited about that, I don't LOVE green tea, but I am such a coffee/tea drinker I think its just a healthier option.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until tomorrow!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-2155353572646681313?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/2155353572646681313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/01/meatless-monday-meatless-life.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/2155353572646681313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/2155353572646681313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/01/meatless-monday-meatless-life.html' title='Meatless Monday - meatless life?'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-5288929237796240953</id><published>2010-01-10T16:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T17:10:14.034-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knowing me knowing you'/><title type='text'>Knowing me, Know you -January.</title><content type='html'>1. Showers or baths?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baths!! I love baths, I love being surrounded by warm water and bubbles! However, To wash my hair I normally stand up and turn the shower on, but if I was only given the option for one, I would choose baths!!! I like to read in the tub, nap, Homey cuddles with me, and I can never seem to get "warm" without a bath!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What's your favourite thing for breakfast?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eggs Benedict - however, I rarely get that, thus the joys of working at 5am! hahaha, however... On a day to day basis fiber one bars!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What is your favourite George Clooney movie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One Fine Day - this may be my favourite movie evah!!  It is a few years old now, but I remember watching it while trying to fall asleep or nights that I was by myself, when Blake was at training, and I was scared!! If you haven't seen it, I highly recommend it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also, think that I will love Up in the Air ( or the new one that is out )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. American Idol starts on Tuesday folks, how do you feel about Ellen joining the judge's table?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate PAULA - Every time I see or hear about that woman, MY BLOOD BOILS.... I am 100% sure she is the reason my Danny Gokey *nipple pinch* did not win!! So the thought that Ellen is replacing her, is music to my ears! I love Ellen!! .. did you know Canadians are now allowed to enter her contests?? how fantastic!! :)&lt;br /&gt;I think she is one of the funniest people!! &lt;br /&gt;I was not going to watch it this year, but.. since she's on it I will!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Lets say you've got a gift card to Michaels... what would you spend it on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I would give it to my BFF Shannon, I am not crafty and I hate scrap booking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now the rules, they're pretty simple. Post your answers to these questions on your own blog in the next few days. Remember to link back here in your post and sign the Mr. Linky too, so we can all see what you have to say. Please make sure you link to your actual KMKY post and not your blog's front page. Any front page links will be deleted. And most importantly, have fun! Have suggestions for next months questions? Leave me a comment or send me an email and let me know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-5288929237796240953?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/5288929237796240953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/01/knowing-me-know-you-january.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/5288929237796240953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/5288929237796240953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/01/knowing-me-know-you-january.html' title='Knowing me, Know you -January.'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-6644566796013345299</id><published>2010-01-09T19:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T19:50:58.074-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight loss'/><title type='text'>Leaner, Greener :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/S0lMMdTaEZI/AAAAAAAAADA/zPYpo-26GG8/s1600-h/GetAttachment.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/S0lMMdTaEZI/AAAAAAAAADA/zPYpo-26GG8/s400/GetAttachment.aspx.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424951003052642706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(notice my tassimo??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am 100% believe in the more colour you put into your supper/meals, the healthy they are... whether or not that is true, I have no idea, and to be completely honest with you, I only know how to make one thing with lots of colour!! fajitas!! HAHAHA!! I think it looks soo pretty!! yellow, red, orange, white, green... what is not to love and your shells can be any colour now, they have the tomato ones, spinach ones, cheese ones! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I have decided to go meat free ( starting Monday ;)) I need to look more into more protein rich meals, I am kinda even thinking of trying tofu, the recipe the mommyproject posted the other day, didn't gross me out like it normally would!! And lets face it, today there is a million different options available to go healthy and not all processed.. So Here I am, tonight, making my meal plan/ grocery list for tomorrow... organic.. soy... blue ... leaner, greener, AHhHhhHHh!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may need a few cooking healthy lessons @mommyproject and @blogmother ... if you guys are offering! :) hehe &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I will let you know how everything turns out...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-6644566796013345299?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/6644566796013345299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/01/leaner-greener.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/6644566796013345299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/6644566796013345299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/01/leaner-greener.html' title='Leaner, Greener :)'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/S0lMMdTaEZI/AAAAAAAAADA/zPYpo-26GG8/s72-c/GetAttachment.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-9129131304886246038</id><published>2010-01-07T19:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T19:42:29.782-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight loss'/><title type='text'>Hobbies</title><content type='html'>I forgot to ask ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to find some hobbies that do not involve food.... Something I can learn that will stop me from being board and eating...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so far, I have came up with the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading&lt;br /&gt;Colouring (but Blake laughed at this, but when I was a kid I liked it...)&lt;br /&gt;Drawing ( I love to design dresses and outfits,)&lt;br /&gt;Blogging ( notice the 6 entries today? )&lt;br /&gt;Sex ( hahaha but one problem, I only have 1 husband and no boyfriends)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blake came up with this&lt;br /&gt;he will teach me how to play video games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you come up with any ideas for me?? What are your hobbies?&lt;br /&gt;Scrapbooking is a popular one, however, I have tried, and really it's just something that I can not get into.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-9129131304886246038?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/9129131304886246038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/01/hobbies.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/9129131304886246038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/9129131304886246038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/01/hobbies.html' title='Hobbies'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-7353612314084151587</id><published>2010-01-07T19:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T19:35:39.586-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kim'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Kim</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/S0amQm2RdpI/AAAAAAAAAC4/cMTDJULvaio/s1600-h/DSCI0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/S0amQm2RdpI/AAAAAAAAAC4/cMTDJULvaio/s400/DSCI0001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424205605450643090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Kims 30th Birthday!! For those of you (lol... like there is millions reading this!) who are unsure who Ms Kim is, she is my sister in law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a nice family dinner and then Brian, Lynda and Kim came over for some cake and tassimo :) and of course presents!!! I think I did good this year, on her list she had lots of movies and games, but she also had sweaters, Kim has recently gotten an accounting job and has an office of her very own! ... HOWEVER.. apparently it's very chilly in there so I got her a LuLu lemon sweater!! &lt;3 it was soooo purdy, and the accent colour was a very nice blue, so it would bring out her lovely blue eyes!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I hope you had a fantastic 30th birthday Kim!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love always,&lt;br /&gt;your sister.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-7353612314084151587?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/7353612314084151587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-birthday-kim.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/7353612314084151587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/7353612314084151587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-birthday-kim.html' title='Happy Birthday Kim'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/S0amQm2RdpI/AAAAAAAAAC4/cMTDJULvaio/s72-c/DSCI0001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-6878291378909395152</id><published>2010-01-07T13:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T13:37:46.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/S0ZTWclbLkI/AAAAAAAAACw/rJMC5GO0fg8/s1600-h/DSCI0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/S0ZTWclbLkI/AAAAAAAAACw/rJMC5GO0fg8/s400/DSCI0012.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424114446309731906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed it, so lets pretend it's Wednesday!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homer and Samson needed a bath!!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-6878291378909395152?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/6878291378909395152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/01/wordless-wednesday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/6878291378909395152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/6878291378909395152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/01/wordless-wednesday.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/S0ZTWclbLkI/AAAAAAAAACw/rJMC5GO0fg8/s72-c/DSCI0012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-1298377401714998306</id><published>2010-01-07T11:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T12:50:39.960-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight loss'/><title type='text'>Ah hooey.</title><content type='html'>Ah, I am looking into going for a proceedure that is a very highrisk, and very life changing.. However in order to get this done I have to go to a a number of appointments and testing, lucky for me they are all in TORONTO :( ugh, I mean, there is nothing wrong with Toronto, however, I always have to depend on someone else taking me there... Well, I have my sister who is more then willing to help me out with anything I need to go through with this, so that's handy, but I really hate having to be a "bother". So yesterday was my first set of appointments, I had to meet with a dietition, social worker and I had to go to a class on the operation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First I seen the dietition, She was asking me a number of questions about myself, my eating habits, my portion control, and then she started asking me about the operation and about the different effects this will have on my diet, to tell you the truth, I haven't really done that much research on my own, I mean I start too, and I get side tracked with looking at the before and after pictures!!However my sister Jane, is very smart and a RN, so I know she would not put me up to something that she thought I would not be able to handle. So anyways, the size 2 who has Dietition who obiously has never had any weight issues in her life, and in my opionion probably made fun of people like me... or even the kind of lady who just glares at me like I am the grossest of things she has ever seen... I felt she was very harsh, which, yes. I know that is probably a part of her job but seriously, she couldn't believe that I would consiter having this done when I have left so much unturned, Dr. Poons diet, (never even heard of this) Dr. Berstien, herbal magic, weight watchers, ect... However to be completely honest, they all cost thousands of dollars, I don't have that kind of money... for diets, that as soon as you stop them, you gain in all back! This is something that I can not stop and can use as a tool for the rest of my life so that I can be healthy, always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The social worker visit went smooth I think, just a lot of questions to make sure I am able to handle all the changes and whatnot, She wanted to make sure I am going to be prepared  to loose some of my friends, people who don't agree with what I am doing, she wanted to know how much support I have at home, at work. If my family knows what I am doing, because next christmas will be very different if I am only half the size of what I was this year! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The class... Oh boy, they think that I may not be ready for this, some of the people didn't even know what they are getting, one girl was much younger, and much lighter then I was!! They went over the risk, they went over what will happen to us, and what we are going to be able to eat before and after!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day, I felt like poo, however I am still 95% sure that this is what I want, So what's next?? Sleep apnea clinic!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-1298377401714998306?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/1298377401714998306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/01/ah-hooey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/1298377401714998306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/1298377401714998306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/01/ah-hooey.html' title='Ah hooey.'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-6851014553799450829</id><published>2010-01-04T18:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T18:34:29.608-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coffee and small talk,</title><content type='html'>I see my fair share of people getting together for coffee, old friends, new friends, family, dates ect. However I am not a coffee go-er, I figure I already spend most of my day around coffee and I like my home time, a lot... hahaha, today however, I thought why not go for coffee with some friends, let me tell you, I am very surprised that we did not get band from Williams! We had some pretty hardcore laughs, and some very inappropriate convo. It was nice, Sometimes I forget how important a little girl time is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of small talk, I have been lagging so much on this blog, ugh, I suck!! Oh well, thats life for ya!!! hahaha, I am sure once my review season is over at work, I will have lots more time for everything!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until next time my loves!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-6851014553799450829?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/6851014553799450829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/01/coffee-and-small-talk.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/6851014553799450829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/6851014553799450829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2010/01/coffee-and-small-talk.html' title='Coffee and small talk,'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-2785625014344097299</id><published>2009-12-31T12:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T04:42:12.409-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Year End</title><content type='html'>Here's another little meme I like to close the year out with.... Stolen from my fairyblogmother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What did you do in 2009 that you'd never done before?&lt;br /&gt;Did stuff just for me!! I have been getting a pedicure once a month, I can't reach my toes anymore (lol) and Blake sucks at painting my toe nails, so I went with my DarbieDoll once, and feel in love &lt;3 they are amazing! Now I go once a month, because I like it, I have a great place by my house that is super reasonable, and they do fantastic! Every month I get a different picture, Halloween, I got black spiders on my big toes, November was birthday gifts on my big toes, and for December I got red and green toe nails with snowmen on my big toes, For January, I am not sure what to get yet? any ideas? maybe Olympic rings? hahahhaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Did you keep your new year’s resolutions, and will you make more for next year?&lt;br /&gt;No, I didn't make one, but Yes, I do plan on making one for this year, I will post it tomorrow! :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Did anyone close to you give birth?&lt;br /&gt;Yes! mommyproject did!! with little Colie-cole.&lt;br /&gt;4. Did anyone close to you die?&lt;br /&gt;My Grandpa passed away super unexpected this year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What countries did you visit?&lt;br /&gt;No where!! :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What would you like to have in 2010 that you lacked in 2009?&lt;br /&gt;Morals. A filter on my mouth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What dates from 2009 will remain etched upon your memory, and why?&lt;br /&gt;October 23rd, I got my very own store. People may think I am crazy, but as much as I loved 529, Ancaster... Having my own store, is a great feeling, I mean I did a lot of the work anyways, but to get recognized for it, Its great!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What was your biggest achievement of the year?&lt;br /&gt;Getting a super awesome promotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What was your biggest failure?&lt;br /&gt;Ah, reading, I should have read more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Did you suffer illness or injury?&lt;br /&gt;I think just colds, nothing to bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What was the best thing you bought?&lt;br /&gt;100% my iphone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Whose behavior merited celebration?&lt;br /&gt;My sister, Rock star. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Whose behavior made you appalled and depressed?&lt;br /&gt;Jon Gosslin, fucking dog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Where did most of your money go?&lt;br /&gt; Walmart - even though, February is a NO WALMART month, most of my money ends up there.... other then that, bills, gas, food, Homer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What did you get really, really, really excited about?&lt;br /&gt;Jammie movie night, I love getting outta the house and hanging out with the ladies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What song will always remind you of 2009?&lt;br /&gt;I call it the cougar song, but it's Sexy Bitch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Compared to this time last year, are you:a) happier or sadder? b) thinner or fatter? c) richer or poorer?&lt;br /&gt;Same, fatter, same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What do you wish you’d done more of?&lt;br /&gt;exercise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What do you wish you’d done less of?&lt;br /&gt;shopping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. How will you be spending Christmas?&lt;br /&gt;my family, blakes family, work, home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Did you fall in love in 2009?&lt;br /&gt;No. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. How many one-night stands?&lt;br /&gt;not as many as I would like. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What was your favorite TV program?&lt;br /&gt;Fuck, so many.&lt;br /&gt;House&lt;br /&gt;NCIS&lt;br /&gt;NCIS LA&lt;br /&gt;90210&lt;br /&gt;MELROSE PLACE&lt;br /&gt;MODERN FAMILY&lt;br /&gt;COUGAR TOWN&lt;br /&gt;TOP MODEL&lt;br /&gt;SURVIVOR &lt;br /&gt;OFFICE&lt;br /&gt;PARKS AND REC&lt;br /&gt;DOLL HOUSE&lt;br /&gt;DEXTER&lt;br /&gt;CAT HOUSE&lt;br /&gt;CALIFORNIACATION&lt;br /&gt;BIG LOVE&lt;br /&gt;NURSE JACKIE&lt;br /&gt;TRU BLOOD&lt;br /&gt; probably more too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Do you hate anyone now that you didn’t hate this time last year?&lt;br /&gt;No, I try not too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. What was the best book you read?&lt;br /&gt;my sisters keeper :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. What was your greatest musical discovery?&lt;br /&gt;omg, lady gaga, although i think she was from last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. What did you want and get?&lt;br /&gt;A laptop, camera and a tassimo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. What did you want and not get?&lt;br /&gt;I am happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. What was your favorite film of this year?&lt;br /&gt;New Moon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you?&lt;br /&gt; I stayed by myself, the whole day, and then I went for supper with my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying?&lt;br /&gt;more sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2006?&lt;br /&gt;In 06? ugh.. i dont remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. What kept you sane?&lt;br /&gt;Homey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most?&lt;br /&gt;Edward&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. What political issue stirred you the most?&lt;br /&gt;who the hell is sara pollen? and why is she so popular?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Who did you miss?&lt;br /&gt;My 529 ladies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Who was the best new person you met?&lt;br /&gt;I met Mommyproject this year!!!! &lt;3 &lt;3 &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2009.&lt;br /&gt;Good friends are the best! ( i agree with shanny)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Quote a song lyric that sums up your year.&lt;br /&gt;lets have some fun, this beat is sick, I wanna take a ride on your disco stick.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-2785625014344097299?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/2785625014344097299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2009/12/year-end.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/2785625014344097299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/2785625014344097299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2009/12/year-end.html' title='Year End'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-5702605425847336666</id><published>2009-12-28T19:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T19:19:42.347-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='samson'/><title type='text'>Samm-a-lamb</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/Szly4ZgmgZI/AAAAAAAAACo/_c-MJpmSo6o/s1600-h/DSCI0022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/Szly4ZgmgZI/AAAAAAAAACo/_c-MJpmSo6o/s400/DSCI0022.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420489939762971026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This little guy is Samson Aaron Plant. He is my mom and dads little one! He is a pure jack Russel, he turned 1 on October 1/09!!! Sammy, is super shy, and funny!! He loves to give kisses and be carried around which would be awesome, other then he is has gotten to big! He is one of Homers best friends and sometimes I pick him up when my parents are at work to play over here at my house!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time I look at a picture of Samson, I can't help but smile, he is just so cute and he has the biggest ears of any doggy I have ever had!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-5702605425847336666?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/5702605425847336666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2009/12/samm-lamb.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/5702605425847336666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/5702605425847336666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2009/12/samm-lamb.html' title='Samm-a-lamb'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/Szly4ZgmgZI/AAAAAAAAACo/_c-MJpmSo6o/s72-c/DSCI0022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-8769829011869733331</id><published>2009-12-27T21:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T21:24:45.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Brother!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/Szg_BaUbaHI/AAAAAAAAACg/mhuUf80L92U/s1600-h/DSCI0036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/Szg_BaUbaHI/AAAAAAAAACg/mhuUf80L92U/s200/DSCI0036.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420151445017815154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was my brother's 38th birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/Szg_BLMfFrI/AAAAAAAAACY/eZqAIgnQttc/s1600-h/DSCI0014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/Szg_BLMfFrI/AAAAAAAAACY/eZqAIgnQttc/s200/DSCI0014.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420151440957970098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patrick, came into our lives over 10 years ago! He worked with my dad, and then my sister started working there part time, and they met and became friends... and then one day Patrick and Jane were going to go to a concert! &lt;3 and then they fell in love!  HAHAHA I am positive that they're is more, but, I don't know! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/Szg902GXOxI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ggzBbMi3r6k/s1600-h/DSCI0035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/Szg902GXOxI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ggzBbMi3r6k/s320/DSCI0035.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420150129625086738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 years ago, Patrick and Janie got married and he became Brother, I have referred to him as Bro' ever since. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brother, I love you, and I hope you had a good birthday!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-8769829011869733331?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/8769829011869733331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-birthday-brother.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/8769829011869733331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/8769829011869733331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-birthday-brother.html' title='Happy Birthday Brother!!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/Szg_BaUbaHI/AAAAAAAAACg/mhuUf80L92U/s72-c/DSCI0036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-1641060405693006716</id><published>2009-12-25T21:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T21:30:08.016-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snuggie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SzWehgxLGiI/AAAAAAAAACI/GW9xkIMG5MQ/s1600-h/1502246_f520.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SzWehgxLGiI/AAAAAAAAACI/GW9xkIMG5MQ/s200/1502246_f520.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419412025179314722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am always cold, ALWAYS... I would love to have a Snuggie, but I haven't found a real snuggie yet, and I would rather wait until Snuggie came out with &lt;STRIKE&gt; plus size &lt;/STRIKE&gt; one in Canada, I really do think they are a fantastic idea, I mean, the commercials are quite lame, but so true, I always have a full blanket on me, and sometimes when the phone rings I am scrambling to get to it because I am all caught in my blanket, or when I am reading, how often do my arms get cold because they are outside of the blanket?? ALL THE TIME! lol... Currently I do not knit, but I am sure it would be handy for when I start... anyways... One of my wishes, one day, next to world peace and to end world hunger is to have a &lt;strike&gt; plus size &lt;/strike&gt; snuggie of my very own!!! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soooo Christmas at Blake's parents house, Homey was opening up his gifts, because of course he is spoiled!! WHAT DOES HE GET??? A DOG SNUGGIE... for real life.. Can you believe it?? I was thrilled, what an amazing idea.. A snuggie for Homer!! He loves it!! when I looked at the package, I couldn't figure out if it was a joke or not, on the back side it shows a dog playing chess, I mean, Homey-o is a gifted pooch, but chess??? not quite there yet...a dog with the tv remote, which is funny, because the Home Slice is always turning the channel, or the volume, It was liget, Soo my little man, has his very own doggy snuggie. I will post pictures soon! it's A.D.O.R.I.B.L.E.! and probably, the highlight of my Christmas!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though, I did get very spoiled myself, with a purple laptop, purple camera, tassimo machine and twilight scene it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-1641060405693006716?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/1641060405693006716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2009/12/snuggie.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/1641060405693006716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/1641060405693006716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2009/12/snuggie.html' title='Snuggie'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08514107289974261795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SxRoBWhE3NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YY0q_PzKue0/S220/DSCF1162.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QTbF5FnBGhA/SzWehgxLGiI/AAAAAAAAACI/GW9xkIMG5MQ/s72-c/1502246_f520.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8086591733664845763.post-3257189164009659076</id><published>2009-12-21T13:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T14:11:20.343-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>Run... Run... Run down...</title><content type='html'>The morning air is crisper, the days are shorter... work is going good... all my shopping is done, wrapping is getting there... Why do I feel so run down? Seriously?  I don't know why? but these past 2 weeks have been a blur, and I have been so tired lately, but I can't seem to sleep good, which makes me even more tired! ahhhhh!!! I can not wait to get this out of my system!! A few weeks ago, I thought I was catching a cold, normally when I get "sick" I can heal myself quite fast through the power of sleep... But I never got sick? Stress? everything in the world is related to stress right? that could be it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, like the Mommyproject, I too, am thrilled to be entering a new year... I have so much planned for 2010 it's bound to be one of the best years of my life. (high expectations.. I know) I have came to realize something lately... Life is what you make it... And I for one, am sick of a lot of stuff, and 2010 I am living with no regrets, I am going to take care of myself. I deserve it, I work hard, and it's about time I started valuing myself the way I should. I have started getting a pedicure once a month, and it's wonderful, and I will be doing that for the rest of my life. I love Love LOve LOVe LOVE them!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea where I was going with this... hahahaha! boy-oh-boy... Long day...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8086591733664845763-3257189164009659076?l=talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/feeds/3257189164009659076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2009/12/run-run-run-down.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/3257189164009659076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8086591733664845763/posts/default/3257189164009659076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromadoggyproject.blogspot.com/2009/12/run-run-run-down.html' title='Run... Run... 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