<?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-5598820579615639433</id><updated>2012-01-27T22:56:08.616-06:00</updated><category term='husbands'/><category term='liar'/><category term='2009'/><category term='fired'/><category term='confidence'/><category term='divorce'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='loss'/><category term='self'/><category term='cakes'/><category term='recap'/><category term='working'/><category term='esteem'/><category term='sleep'/><category term='job'/><category term='memories'/><category term='presents'/><category term='busy'/><category term='mom'/><category term='tmobile'/><category term='write'/><category term='annoying'/><category term='love'/><category term='cursive'/><category term='stupid'/><category term='weight'/><category term='broken'/><title type='text'>The Impossible Dream</title><subtitle type='html'>A place for me to vent about my life.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>678</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-2548799771251239621</id><published>2010-04-29T21:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T21:18:30.750-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm baaaaack! Sorta</title><content type='html'>HEY!!!&lt;br /&gt;Man I missed this place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here my new blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://strangelifeofadisgruntledwife.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://strangelifeofadisgruntledwife.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go and follow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-2548799771251239621?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/2548799771251239621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=2548799771251239621' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/2548799771251239621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/2548799771251239621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-baaaaack-sorta.html' title='I&apos;m baaaaack! Sorta'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-4328874877739287949</id><published>2010-01-29T08:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T08:42:42.942-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm leaving on jet plane...</title><content type='html'>Ok in 7 days I am closing this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have moved to my new blogger home. Remember I welcome you to follow me to my new home. If you are current followers dont hesitate to email me. I will email a link back to my new place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your support in this transition. I feel so much more comfortable in my new "home"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rusrhi at aol dot com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-4328874877739287949?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/4328874877739287949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=4328874877739287949' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/4328874877739287949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/4328874877739287949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-leaving-on-jet-plane.html' title='I&apos;m leaving on jet plane...'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-8854847217901009266</id><published>2010-01-24T22:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T22:19:32.030-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A PSA</title><content type='html'>Ever since the whole thing went down w/ my brothers and I had people reading and never came forward, I have been uncomfortable blogging here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided to start a new blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am leaving this one and starting a whole new one w/ a new user name and everything. So in other words theres no way anyone should be able to "happen" on to my new blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are one of my 18 public followers currently, I am sorry to put you out like this. But I am happy to give you my new address. Just email me @ rusrhi at aol dot com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To anyone else who follows me privately or whatever... email me and we'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&amp;nbsp; :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-8854847217901009266?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/8854847217901009266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=8854847217901009266' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/8854847217901009266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/8854847217901009266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2010/01/psa.html' title='A PSA'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-456164504992658577</id><published>2010-01-02T19:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T19:02:10.501-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye OH Nine! Recap Part 2</title><content type='html'>July- One of my favorite months. I turned 27 and had one of the best birthdays ever. I almost won $750 playing Bingo. We were still ok money wise. Alittle behind but no giant snowballs. Pretty calm and quiet month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August- Started off the month w/ some Kelli drama. She had stayed her for about a week while she was waiting to go to rehab, which never happened. I was officially diagnosed w/ PCOS. And Russell was diagnosed w/ low testerone and a low thyroid. Ronnie went to his first semester at SSU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September- I didnt blog the entire month. It was my 4 yr blogging anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October- I didnt blog except for 1 time. Russell lost his job. My mom had her annual Halloween party and we went as an 80's couple. It was awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Novemeber- NaBloPoMo which I didnt do very well out. Me and Russ 6 yr anniversary. From the 2nd thru the rest of the month my life and blog were consummed by the Chaz and Ryland situation. Ronnie came home for Thanksgiving. We needed that. It was so good to see him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stopped blogging Nov 16th bc my life is pretty much the same everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009 started off pretty sweet and the last few months were terrible. I cant wait for 2010. I hope its better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-456164504992658577?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/456164504992658577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=456164504992658577' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/456164504992658577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/456164504992658577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2010/01/goodbye-oh-nine-recap-part-2.html' title='Goodbye OH Nine! Recap Part 2'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-8242903208603243380</id><published>2010-01-01T15:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T15:32:22.350-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><title type='text'>Goodbye OH Nine! Recap Part 1</title><content type='html'>January- What an exciting month! Russell, Krystal and I moved into the townhouse. We were all eager to start this new adventure and test it out. Over all I would say it was a positive experience. I hope Krystal would agree. She is moving out this month. I am pretty sure she would stay if she could afford it. I dont think she would actually move out bc of any of the issues we have ever had. We worked thru them and are still BFF's. Yay! Also in Jan Scott, Russ bro, bought a new truck and gave us his old one. 2000 F250. Its still awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February- In Feb I was given my day time shift. I moved from 4:30pm-1am&amp;nbsp;T/W off to 7am-3:30pm M/T off. I was very excited to have regular hours finally. I had worked nights for 6 months and it sucks. Everything was still happy times in the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March- This was the month we had some issues we had to work thru at home w/ Krystal and Matt. But we worked it all out and moved on. March also marked the official start to Russ and I trying to get pregnant. I got all kinds of books and joined forums about TTC w/ PCOS. I was determined. Of course that is currently a issue we have put back into the "Waiting" pile. We got a washer and dryer that month too! Which was very important. I hate HATE taking my clothes out of my house to clean them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April- We sold the Explorer, which was bittersweet, since it was me and Russells first big purchse together. When we watched it drive off we both were kinda sad. We got horrible news from my insurance company about how much they would help w/ the TTC w/ PCOS thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May- Started out terrible. I was stressed at every turn. Work was bad. Home was bad. Not between me and Krystal. Just the boys. There was some Kelli drama to add to it too. Money was good tho and so were me and Russell. I took a vaca from work. I also got my adorable new car. 2009 Scion xD. LOVE IT! But I had that horrible experience w/ that douchbag sales man at the first dealership. By then end of the month tho things were getting better, altho Ryland and Chaz were starting to get into some trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June- Ronnie graduated HS and got a full scholarship to play football at SSU. Krystal and I made up a pool game called Water Ball, It was a pretty sweet game. I got Rockband and formed a band called Razorblade Alliance. This was month we discovered BINGO!!! Found out my SIL was preggo. And our TV broke and almost considered an HD upgrade but decided against it for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-8242903208603243380?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/8242903208603243380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=8242903208603243380' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/8242903208603243380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/8242903208603243380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2010/01/goodbye-oh-nine-recap-part-1.html' title='Goodbye OH Nine! Recap Part 1'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-2669530498015525271</id><published>2009-11-16T22:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T22:30:51.454-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Boys</title><content type='html'>I went a saw my 2 baby bro's Sunday and skipped out on church. They are doing so much better. I was so glad. Last time was awful. Their doing the best they can in the situation they are in. Rylands court date is Dec 1st. I need to ask my mom if this is something I should take off work for. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ronnie comes home Friday!!! I am so excited. I wanna spend 1 million hours w/ him. I miss him so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I planned on posting more but I gotta run upstairs and I dont know know if I'm coming back down. I may need to just go night night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-2669530498015525271?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/2669530498015525271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=2669530498015525271' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/2669530498015525271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/2669530498015525271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-boys.html' title='My Boys'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-2739046893910564583</id><published>2009-11-13T19:29:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T19:49:40.485-06:00</updated><title type='text'>son of a ....</title><content type='html'>Someone in Friendswood searched for Ryland and Chaz and a few other things&amp;nbsp;and got to my blog. So I am going private. You will need to send me an email to be added as a reader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rusrhi at aol dot com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***EDITED***&lt;br /&gt;Well I went private and then public again after I reread all the post. It doesnt say anything. But if you are one of the 2 people in Friendswood who are reading my blog it sure would put me at ease if I knew who you were. Even if you are my Mother in Law??????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please let me know. Comment me or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a super awesome site counter and I know who was here, how you got here, and what you did while you were here, so I'll know if you come back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-2739046893910564583?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/2739046893910564583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=2739046893910564583' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/2739046893910564583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/2739046893910564583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2009/11/son-of-bitch.html' title='son of a ....'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-2732870721369072605</id><published>2009-11-12T20:36:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T22:10:14.630-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kreativ Blogger</title><content type='html'>Robyn from &lt;a href="http://mycreativecornerandthings.blogspot.com/"&gt;My Creative Corner &amp;amp; Things&lt;/a&gt; nominated me for this awesome award.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403424153282597394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 139px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/SvzRo4ss0hI/AAAAAAAAALY/_4jR6XwL5aE/s200/kreativ_blog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you Robyn for not only stopping by, but for finally coming outta the wood work. Now it’s my turn to pass this award on, but first the rules:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Thank the person who gave this to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Copy the logo and place it on your blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Link to the person who nominated you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Name 7 things about yourself that no one would really know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Nominate 7 Kreativ Bloggers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Post links to the 7 blogs you nominate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Leave a comment on each of the blogs letting them know that you nominated them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now it's my turn to pick 7 things I think no one would really know about me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. I drive fast and have really bad road rage. I drive defensively and I believe you can be both defensive and aggressive. I dont tail gate, I pass slow (IE people going the speed limit) cars. I hate hate hate when people tail gate me but I learned a new awesome trick, turn your windshield wipes on when someones on your butt. LOL Its the only form of satisfaction when someone is riding your @55!! But I dont speed in school zones. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. I am a reformed cheater. If you've heard the saying once a cheater, always a cheater, its not true. I have cheated on everyone. Until Russell. I have got myself in some rough situations but I think about my husband and how devastated he would be and it stops me in my tracks. Even in our worst times I could never imagine it. The right person can turn any selfish person into a faithful partner. Its called LOVE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. I need your approval. I cant stand when someone doesnt like me. There have only been a few that I know of but even those few, in the beginning, drove me nuts. I dont get it. I'm awesome why dont you like me!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. I love love love love to make people laugh. Its like my calling or something. I get such a "high" from cracking people up. Whether its one person hanging out at the house, the family at a family function or a group of co-workers, anything. If I get a chance I will make you laugh. I have to. Its my job. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. I like to play the Sims. But I only really enjoy building and decorating the homes. I barely play out the actually lives. I sketch out floor plans and take hours making each one, to only play the character for like 2 days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. I am not a good housewife. I wanted to "grow up" and be a housewife my whole life but thats crazy. I hate all housework. I hate to grocery shop. Blah. But my wonderful awesome husband picks up the slack and its a good thing or we'd be living in a pig pen. My mom used to say I'd grow into it bc she got better about it as she started having babies and such. Well we'll see...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. I am a walking juke box. I can sing to like 98% of music. My parents raised me listen to everything. I know old old old school R&amp;amp;B. Classic Rock. 70's. 80's. 90's. Christian. Country. Oldies. The only area I'd say I dont know is Alternative Rock. So you could flip thru 10-12 radio stations and I could probably sing along to most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And for this award I nominate:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Rachel &lt;a href="http://rachelnstuff.blogspot.com/"&gt;Life 'N Stuff&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Ali &lt;a href="http://alisbabblings.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ali's Babblings&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Rose &lt;a href="http://everythingisgoingtobeallright2.blogspot.com/"&gt;Everythings going to be Alright 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Nipsy &lt;a href="http://nipplelicious.blogspot.com/2009/11/nipsy-went-boom-boom.html"&gt;Nippleicious&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Heather &lt;a href="http://livingthegoodlifeinbklyn.blogspot.com/"&gt;Living the Good Life in Bklyn&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Kelly &lt;a href="http://greenalert.blogspot.com/"&gt;Green Alert!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. YOU! If you are reading this, go ahead and do it. Its fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-2732870721369072605?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/2732870721369072605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=2732870721369072605' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/2732870721369072605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/2732870721369072605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2009/11/kreativ-blogger.html' title='Kreativ Blogger'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/SvzRo4ss0hI/AAAAAAAAALY/_4jR6XwL5aE/s72-c/kreativ_blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-6660519663417482503</id><published>2009-11-11T21:54:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T20:36:42.102-06:00</updated><title type='text'>LOL maybe TMI</title><content type='html'>I heard some good news today for Ryland. He's not going any where but something that could have kept him there for a loooooooong time might be working itself out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate having to be so secretive. But let me just say this I am getting like 25+ hits a day and I dont know who is here. I have 1 person who comments regularly. I have even considers going private while all this is going down. I'd hate to lose readers by going private but seriously I hate not being about to talk 100% openly about all this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my employees from my last team passed away Monday. From what I understand she passed due to complications from the swine flu. CRAZY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok eh... Russell wants me upstairs so off I go.... *wink&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-6660519663417482503?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/6660519663417482503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=6660519663417482503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/6660519663417482503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/6660519663417482503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2009/11/lol-maybe-tmi.html' title='LOL maybe TMI'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-2887381168801945395</id><published>2009-11-10T19:01:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T19:26:43.025-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 3 for R &amp; Day6 for C</title><content type='html'>I am so sleepy. Maybe I should try and go to bed earlier. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went and saw Chaz and Ryland yesterday. Man that was alot harder then I thought it would be, on me, not them. All day today I felt like I was better off before I saw them. But I think I just need to get used to it. Its weird to have to go "there" to see my brothers. Of course I cant see them together. They have them separated. Chaz and Ryland passed each other and Chaz waived at Ryland and Ryland ignored him.&lt;br /&gt;When Ryry told me that it broke my heart. This is all so weird to me.&lt;br /&gt;I dont wanna do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've started drinking more since this all went down. It doesnt help tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Russ is still unemployed. I am going to have to withdraw my 401k. Since we were about 2 weeks behind before he lost his job bc of someone owing us money (which we arent getting) now that he has no income we are getting even further behind. I dont wanna wait till we are in a super tight spot. So I'm going to withdraw some cash and get caught up. Hopefully that can sustain us till he gets a job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mkay I am ready to relax.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-2887381168801945395?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/2887381168801945395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=2887381168801945395' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/2887381168801945395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/2887381168801945395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2009/11/day-3-for-r-day6-for-c.html' title='Day 3 for R &amp; Day6 for C'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-3357293243588369856</id><published>2009-11-08T21:01:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T21:40:30.486-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The past 24 hrs have been terrible.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Ryland was picked up Saturday afternoon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ryland was supposed to spend the weekend w/ me but when I went to get him on Friday he was sick. He felt really bad and kept saying he was sorry. We rescheduled for Saturday. Yeah that didnt really work out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday morning was Womens Celebration at my church. It was nice. And right after that was Melodi's 3rd bday party at Chuck E Cheese's. Had a blasty blast there. Afterwards my mom had asked if me and Krystal wanted to go see Chaz. When we got there the stupid lady said Krystal and I couldnt see him bc we weren't on the list. Super lame. She did bend the rules alittle and let us waive to him thru like 40 windows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So sad...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we got back to the car my mom checked her messages and my dad had said they came and took Ryland. Last night was awful for me. I tried to drink my pain away but that never helps. I finally went to bed around 3am. I just kept thinking about the memories I have w/ him. Everything we've done together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So much has changed in just a few days.... I'm not going to do it to myself again right now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mom is going to add me to the visitors list tomorrow and I'm going after work. She's going to try and add Krystal and Russell too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401943486374727042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/SveO-uoZzYI/AAAAAAAAALQ/bhMDdXDFnvk/s200/1367853987_l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-3357293243588369856?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/3357293243588369856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=3357293243588369856' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/3357293243588369856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/3357293243588369856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2009/11/past-24-hrs-have-been-terrible.html' title='The past 24 hrs have been terrible.'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/SveO-uoZzYI/AAAAAAAAALQ/bhMDdXDFnvk/s72-c/1367853987_l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-3954228134237125469</id><published>2009-11-07T18:18:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T18:34:42.158-06:00</updated><title type='text'>....................</title><content type='html'>Update to my happy post from this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY LIFE IS OVER. AN AWESOME DAY RUINED. A PIECE OF MY HEART HAS BEEN RIPPED OUT. HOW CAN A PERSON LIVE W/ HEARTACHE?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-3954228134237125469?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/3954228134237125469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=3954228134237125469' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/3954228134237125469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/3954228134237125469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title='....................'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-238595893497800075</id><published>2009-11-07T08:36:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T08:48:11.659-06:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG Update</title><content type='html'>I missed my post yesterday for the NaBloPoMo. But I have good reason. Anyway I'll post twice today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom's lawyer got the report and Rylands name is no where on it. He is clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*DEEP SIGH OF RELIEF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chaz is still in jail and so are 2 others. I feel very sorry for Chaz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a church event to finish getting ready for. Got a busy day today. I'll be back later for another post. Thank you for the prayers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-238595893497800075?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/238595893497800075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=238595893497800075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/238595893497800075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/238595893497800075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2009/11/omg-update.html' title='OMG Update'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-4316824053634230020</id><published>2009-11-05T21:49:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T22:22:04.594-06:00</updated><title type='text'>HR is a joke</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have more info but I cant currently share it. My brother is still "free." I wanna blog about this so bad... He will be coming to stay w/ me this weekend since we dont know how this may turn out and he may not be around much longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know who reads this but if anyone in my family does I would appreciate if this isnt shared. I dont know who all my mom and dad want to know and so I'm leaving that up to them. Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really glad tomorrow is Friday. Work was tiring this week. Even tho I got recognition every thing else was terrible. I had my break down over Ryland there and the managers were asshats over that. There were some issues w/ a couple of my agents trying to get LOA's from HR. And I have mentioned my opinion w/ our local HR dept previously. It just needs to be a new week so I can start over and they can gossip about someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All day today I have had a horrible pain in my right side. Its up towards my breast under my ribs. Its really bothering me and its probably something really silly like gas (LOL) but it hurts and its not moving. Occasionally I'll get a sharp pain randomly. Blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just need some me time. A long hot bath would be good... Yeah. Thats what I'm going to go do now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400841081855191106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/SvOkWVxQqEI/AAAAAAAAALI/HswiMMXTp6Q/s200/l_790f2e644352516f74de8d74e9e79e21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-4316824053634230020?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/4316824053634230020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=4316824053634230020' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/4316824053634230020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/4316824053634230020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2009/11/hr-is-joke.html' title='HR is a joke'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/SvOkWVxQqEI/AAAAAAAAALI/HswiMMXTp6Q/s72-c/l_790f2e644352516f74de8d74e9e79e21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-822227929149561907</id><published>2009-11-04T20:04:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T20:23:08.649-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate coming up w/ titles</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This day started off ok but took a horrible turn half way thru the day.&lt;br /&gt;I got an email that I won a contest at work. It was based on performance and I was #1. Of course who thought otherwise. I rock. I won 2 polo shirts and a full day off w/ pay. Whoop Whop WOP! (lol havent used that inside joke in foreve)&lt;br /&gt;After lunch I got a phone call from my mom that Chaz and Rylands friend have been arrested. Last update was they have NOT arrested Ryland. I have a bunch of diff information and its sure confusing. I broke down at work and balled my eyes out. The worse part was when management had to come over. One of the managers said I was having a heart attack or something to that nature. So, SO, SOOOO rude. Yeah, bc I'm fat I am obviously having a heart attack. Whatever the 2 that came over we very inconsiderate of my feelings. They have a business to take care of I get it. But this break down also conveniently happened at the same time we were in crisis levels in queue and my break down was an awesomely dramatic way to get outta having to walk the floor. Bc apparently I hate being "walking the floor" and I always flat out refuse to do it.&lt;br /&gt;WTF.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously. First off, I would never NEVER refuse to do work. I am not that kinda employee. Yes I bitch and whine if I dont like it but I wouldnt talk back to a manager. 2ndly if this was the case my manager would have written me up for insubordination. He wouldnt tolerate that behavior. 3rd how rude of them. Just flat out mean. If you have a problem w/ me go to my manager, dont call me out in the middle of a obviously personal break down. But then again they thought it was all an act to get outta doing some work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This whole situation w/ Ryland sucks. All I can think about is the worse case scenario. What if.... I can't live w/ my 15 yr old baby brother in prison. This doesnt happen to my family. I talked to him and he says he didnt do it. I've already decided to stick by him 100%. I love him. He is my mini me. We are so alike. I really hope this work out for our family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400439353459698034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/SvI2-q4BaXI/AAAAAAAAALA/x_zf154PleA/s200/Ryland.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-822227929149561907?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/822227929149561907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=822227929149561907' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/822227929149561907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/822227929149561907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-hate-coming-up-w-titles.html' title='I hate coming up w/ titles'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/SvI2-q4BaXI/AAAAAAAAALA/x_zf154PleA/s72-c/Ryland.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-5043911520621083912</id><published>2009-11-03T22:37:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T23:01:52.703-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='broken'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tmobile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='annoying'/><title type='text'>Tmobile and Stuff</title><content type='html'>So how many of you have Tmobile and have lost their phone service?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ME! and Russell. Its so quiet w/o the 50 or so text I get every evening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No news about Ryland and Chaz. My mom said they stayed home from school today and a cop came by but they were to afraid to answer. I agree w/ Ali. If they had an evidence they would have already arrested them. But what I wanna know is why WHY are they harassing my brother. LEAVE THEM ALONE. They have done some silly things, I get it, but they dont deserve the comments from the cops. They have called my brother a rapist. Labeled them as gang members. Called them liars. ETC People who think racism is a thing of the past need to wake up. My parent live in a predominately white upper middle class white collar town and bc of that they get picked on by the cops.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This topic really gets me pissed off. My dad has been pulled over numerous times. I got pulled over bc my brothers when in my car. I HATE IT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is my family and we should be able to live peacefully just like everyone else.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400108760520443570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/SvEKToNLxrI/AAAAAAAAAK4/ONatUi_A4rE/s200/l_014047135b124475ae6bc2e0957a0f53.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-5043911520621083912?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/5043911520621083912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=5043911520621083912' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/5043911520621083912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/5043911520621083912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2009/11/tmobile-and-stuff.html' title='Tmobile and Stuff'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/SvEKToNLxrI/AAAAAAAAAK4/ONatUi_A4rE/s72-c/l_014047135b124475ae6bc2e0957a0f53.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-4597929862360420960</id><published>2009-11-02T17:35:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T19:23:26.102-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Armed Robbery</title><content type='html'>I had an awesome night w/ Russ last night. He made me spaghetti and garlic bread. It was so good. He mixed one jar alfredo w/ one jar regular tomato sauce. Yummy. Its gooooood. The only thing that annoys me is why doesnt that loaf garlic bread from the grocery stores never cook all the way. Bleh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom called me at work today and said she had some bad news. Just her calling me at work was a bad thing. Ryland and Chaz are being accused of armed robbery and attempted murder. Supposedly the police have them on video. But if they do how come the havent arrested them?When the police were trying to question they were trying to keep my dad out of the room. My dad kept saying either me or a my lawyer in the room. Finally the cops were like fine then we wont question them.&lt;br /&gt;Why are the wanting to question them w/o my parents there? Very suspicious.&lt;br /&gt;Just talked to my mom and the guys in the video are wearing masks and gloves. AND it supposedly happened at 11:30pm on Saturday. My brothers were home before then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway so thats awesome. Blah. I'll be praying the real criminals are caught so Ryland and Chaz can be left alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-4597929862360420960?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/4597929862360420960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=4597929862360420960' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/4597929862360420960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/4597929862360420960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2009/11/armed-robbery.html' title='Armed Robbery'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-7623975337419990717</id><published>2009-11-01T15:29:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T16:05:11.927-06:00</updated><title type='text'>NaBloPoMo</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/Su391IogLjI/AAAAAAAAAKA/K__fZblqNPQ/s1600-h/nablopomo200x150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399250617579351602" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/Su391IogLjI/AAAAAAAAAKA/K__fZblqNPQ/s200/nablopomo200x150.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have decided to participate in NaBloPoMo. We'll see how this goes. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today is me and Russ 6 year anniversary. We are broke so we are doing nada. Oh well. A nice dinner at home is aways good too. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Russell lost his job. Again. This time its not his fault. I even called his boss to check. I dont mean to be like that but I just dont trust him after what happened the last 2 times.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My moms awesome Halloween party was Friday. Had a blast as usual. I have a ton of pics. I'll need to upload them. Russ and I went as a couple from the 80's. We looked AWESOME!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hmmm... not much else for now. Need to save up some entries so I can make it thru the month.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-7623975337419990717?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/7623975337419990717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=7623975337419990717' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/7623975337419990717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/7623975337419990717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2009/11/nablopomo.html' title='NaBloPoMo'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/Su391IogLjI/AAAAAAAAAKA/K__fZblqNPQ/s72-c/nablopomo200x150.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-6124032236909942630</id><published>2009-10-23T09:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T09:44:15.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Apology</title><content type='html'>I've been gone waaaaaaay to long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry about that. I missed our 4 yr blogging anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was even having thoughts of not coming back to you.&lt;br /&gt;I mean I still read everyones blogs but I just haven't been making time for you, dear blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No... there is no other blog. I haven't got a new one. I still loved you, you were my first. I... I just... I'm not IN love w/ you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its ok. Our time apart has made me a see that I cant be w/o you.&lt;br /&gt;I promise to be here for you. Just wait you'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS I like your new look. :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-6124032236909942630?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/6124032236909942630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=6124032236909942630' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/6124032236909942630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/6124032236909942630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2009/10/apology.html' title='Apology'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-3151377035499341325</id><published>2009-08-23T21:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T22:08:04.695-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Megan Wants a Murderer</title><content type='html'>Did anyone watch Megan Wants a Millionaire?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love trashy reality tv and I was getting into the wonderfully horrible-ness of this show and when I DVR-ed it last week it was something else. I figured it was just a scheduling error. Well all week I was trying to catch it and even though the guide said it was on, it would be something else. Well I did a google search for it today and it was canceled. Bc one of the contestants is wanted as a suspect for murdering his ex wife. Crazy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-3151377035499341325?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/3151377035499341325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=3151377035499341325' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/3151377035499341325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/3151377035499341325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2009/08/megan-wants-murderer.html' title='Megan Wants a Murderer'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-7890399512148388333</id><published>2009-08-22T19:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T19:42:21.166-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oops I did it again...</title><content type='html'>Another crazy busy day at work. Well it wasnt actually that busy. BUT my teams AHT (average handle time, the average amount of time the taken on each call) was higher then normal and there was no rhyme or reason. Frustrating. Anyway luckily I didnt have too much to do today and just ran around from long call to long call making sure they were being efficient. IE SHUT THAT CUSTOMER UP AND WRAP UP THE CALL!!!!! LOL not really but kinda. At the end of the day I had my 1-on-1 w/ my boss. It was going really well lots of positive comments of how I've been doing until....dun dun dunnnn... He asked me about a termination that I had some issues w/. I told him everything. Basically I was totally screw by the HR department bc they cant just respond to an email and I got written up. Its a long story but ultimately I am the one responsible. LAME! After that the rest of the time went well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spoke to Ronnie last night. He is doing well. I was so glad to talk to him. He is practising w/ the "varsity" team. I'm not really sure how that works in college and thats the way he said it to me. Apparently this is a big deal bc he's only 1 of the 15 freshman who are training w/ the varsity team outta 150 freshman all together. He had a scrimmage today. I wonder if he actually got to play? I was able to find out if he went to college w/ a girlfriend and he said nooooo. I said thats good. I think he should have some time to himself and date. He said there alot of cute girls there tho! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got a good night sleep last night. One of the side effects from metformin is heartburn. It  was so bad I was waking up from it. Ewww... But I slept pretty much through the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I met my goal to update again today! Yay me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-7890399512148388333?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/7890399512148388333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=7890399512148388333' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/7890399512148388333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/7890399512148388333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2009/08/oops-i-did-it-again.html' title='Oops I did it again...'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-2339336800691260927</id><published>2009-08-21T19:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T20:45:50.244-05:00</updated><title type='text'>r54ttttttttrgf &lt;---Max, My cat, did that</title><content type='html'>I need to start blogging more often. I am so busy at work and by the time I get home all I wanna do it change in my comfy clothes and zone out watching tv. The comp sucks time up. I'm on right now bc I'm letting Russ watch the preseason Cowboys game on the living room tv. The bedroom tv is bigger but he'd have to lay on the bed to watch it and he'd probably fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;Work... oh what can I say about work. It has done a complete 360 and then and another 180 on top of that. As soon as I get adjusted to one change they add more daily/weekly tasks w/o taking anything away. I go in 1 hr early and leave between 1 1/2 to 3 hrs late almost everyday and still dont get all my work done. Its frustrating but I feel secure in my job at least. My team is ranking well. We were tied for 2nd w/ 2 other teams. Based on points the #1 team had 21 and my team plus 2 others had 20 points. I was also recognized for the highest QA average for the month of July in my system. Very happy about that!&lt;br /&gt;Kelli came and stayed here a for a week. She was supposed to be staying here until she left for Teen Challenge (basically a rehab). The rule was she had to remain sober and it was just temporary. Well she came home Monday night totally wasted. On pills! So everyone else in the house wanted her out but I wouldnt let her leave unless she was going to her moms or my gparents house. She couldnt hardly walk or talk. I wasnt letting her leave like that. Well I let her stay but that was her one and only chance. She was not to come back to this house messed up again. And she wasnt supposed to go out really w/anyone. Period. Well she went out and didnt call anyone. Finally Krystal called her and she said she was just going to spend the night. Krystal told her that she cant stay out all night. Bc as far as we know she got messed up and then is going to come back once she was sober. No ma'am. She can not come and go as she pleases. So we kicked her out. Its hard. But I'm so over her and her addictions. I dont let her problems consume me.&lt;br /&gt;My progress w/ metformin is going well. I am having horrible side effects but I have already starting getting comments asking if I have lost weight. So thats super awesome! That is the best thing ever. I just wish the side effects would hurry up and go away.&lt;br /&gt;Ronnie is gone. He is officially a college freshman. His classes started Wednesday. He is liking it so far. I am actually fixing to call him. The dorm he is supposed to be in was full. Hes on a waiting list for a few more weeks. until then he is in a dorm w/ no A/C!!! In TEXAS!! Crazy!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway Ive been on too long. I'll try to update tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-2339336800691260927?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/2339336800691260927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=2339336800691260927' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/2339336800691260927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/2339336800691260927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2009/08/r54ttttttttrgf-max-my-cat-did-that.html' title='r54ttttttttrgf &lt;---Max, My cat, did that'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-3348066686356845623</id><published>2009-08-06T21:28:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T21:59:23.573-05:00</updated><title type='text'>5 things happening in my life</title><content type='html'>So much is going on I hardly have time to blog. I'm going to try and leave bullet points here so I dont forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kelli was found wrecked in a ditch or something, passed out, f-ed up on pills and a box of wine in her lap. She was on her way to my house after calling me to say she was on her way. I told her she cant come to my house f-ed up. She never showed up. I never heard from her. I found out about this today.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Work has been non stop. I am dealing w/ it the best I can. But its super stressful. And I did 2 stupid things today. One - I swore we were still having dress down so I wore flipflops. NOPE! Russ had to bring me shoes. Two - I had myspace on my comp when one of the managers came around. Thats not allowed. Big time. So I think I'll be getting written up for that. We'll see.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I had my DR's appt. I am officially diagnosed w/ PCOS. I have been given a Rx for Metformin and I started taking it yesterday. I also have something wrong w/ my shoulder. She gave me a Rx for Relafen for that. All my blood work came back good. I have good cholesterol, BP, my thyroid and such are all great. She's referred me to a gyno for an annual exam/preconception exam. She would like me to continue working to lose weight. The metformin will help me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Russell has been referred to an endocrinologist bc they think something is wrong w/ his pituitary gland. His appt is 8/12.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My parents are taking Ronnie to freshman orientation at Sulross State University next weekend. I am so excited. I cant believe my big "little" brother is growing up. I am so proud. Hes going for a football scholarship!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Ok I have been super sleepy so I'm off to bed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-3348066686356845623?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/3348066686356845623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=3348066686356845623' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/3348066686356845623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/3348066686356845623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2009/08/5-things-happening-in-my-life.html' title='5 things happening in my life'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-3450275091346322496</id><published>2009-07-24T09:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T10:41:52.319-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bday Recap!</title><content type='html'>Sigh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bday is now in the past. Have like 358 days till my 28th one. I've got a post birthday celebration depression. This was the best birthday in awhile. Last years was depressing. I dont remember why though. Probably something to do w/ money. This year was so much fun. Friday night Krystal and I went to play Bingo. For anyone who's played I was 1 away and had the cry number so that was a bummer. Easiest way to explain that was they show a number in the monitor b4 they call it. Its not official until its called. So they showed the number I needed but before they called it someone had a Bingo w/ the number that was just in monitor. Does that makes sense? Anyway 1 away from $750. I had to go thru the 5 stages of grieving over that one.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday night Randi, TJ, Russ and I were supposed to have my annual pool party, but it didn't work out. First Russell forgot about the party and picked up a double. So he had to go to work at 5:30pm. Then when we got to my gparents it was pouring down. Like cats and dogs. Lightening and its was just bad. So we packed it up and went to my house. We had a blasty blast. And I realized I sure do miss the "old" TJ. Recently he's been just booooooooring! But Saturday night was great. Back to the way I liked him. :-)&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was my families party. I had taken the day off so we all got together after church. My mommy baked me a cake which she never does! And my gma made me a from scratch choco cake. It was intensely sweet. OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Russell got his blood work back from his Dr's appt. His testosterone is super low. Like crazy low. A man his age should have like 450 somethings and he has 180. And his Dr thinks he has a pituitary prob. He's been referred to a Endo. I dont know yet if I should be worried or not. I know nothing of this and have been good about googling. But I think I'm going to have to do it. I cant take not knowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I need to get back to work...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-3450275091346322496?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/3450275091346322496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=3450275091346322496' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/3450275091346322496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/3450275091346322496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2009/07/bday-recap.html' title='Bday Recap!'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-2889831451751410405</id><published>2009-07-17T14:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T14:15:32.010-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The best 27th EV-AH!</title><content type='html'>I just wanna say that this has been the best birthday ever so far.&lt;br /&gt;I woke up to birthday wishes waiting on my phone from Krystal. As I was getting super cute for work today Russell called and sang Happy Birthday to me. I wore a super cute outfit (my brown skirt, pink shirt, pink flipflops) did my hair and make up.&lt;br /&gt;Got to work and everyone wishing me happy bday. My employees had a surprise lunch for me. My myspace and facebook are covered w/ comments.&lt;br /&gt;Text messages from my family. The office manager started the birthday dollar thingy. An agent knitted me a pile of poo! LOL (its cute I'll have to take a pic).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....And its only just begun. I still have tonight, tomorrow night and Sunday!&lt;br /&gt;I heart my bday. Thank you to everyone. I love you all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-2889831451751410405?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/2889831451751410405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=2889831451751410405' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/2889831451751410405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/2889831451751410405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2009/07/best-27th-ev-ah.html' title='The best 27th EV-AH!'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-5855416263401495187</id><published>2009-07-16T22:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T22:42:39.360-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Approx 9,859 days old. Wow....</title><content type='html'>Guess what!&lt;br /&gt;Only 1 hr and 45 mins till my 27th bday! Wahoo!&lt;br /&gt;I need to go to bed bc I work tomorrow but I just wanted to say....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl2.glitter-graphics.net/pub/625/625832wd19ne865p.gif" width="440" border="0" height="440" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;To me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-5855416263401495187?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/5855416263401495187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=5855416263401495187' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/5855416263401495187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/5855416263401495187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2009/07/approx-9859-days-old-wow.html' title='Approx 9,859 days old. Wow....'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-2618826883718710810</id><published>2009-07-12T08:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T11:06:46.111-05:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Days till....</title><content type='html'>I think I may have gotten the best birthday present ever yesterday. Krystal got a job. Not just any job. Krystal got a night shift job at a plant in Freeport. I am so freaking excited. I'm glad she'll be working so I can get my money! But more importantly, the reason I am so excited. Since she'll be working nights Matt will probably never be around. Although Matt is a nice person he has worn out his welcome. He isnt working. He doesnt help around the house. It seems to me he is mooching of Krystal. Bc he's there they have to pay 1/2 the bills. She buys his cigarettes, gas, groceries for both. And that Krystals problem(or not if she doesnt care) but I still get annoyed for her. Just to be rid of Matt.&lt;br /&gt;Oh happy days! (Oh happy days!)&lt;br /&gt;Yippee! LOL&lt;br /&gt;I will miss hanging out w/Krystal. We watch alot of shows every night together. Like we DVR them and wait to we both are home and ready. We get are drinks and snacks and plop down on the couch, grab the remote and make snarky comments to the trashy celeb-reality we love. And she's my rockband buddy. Who will I play with.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah its bitter-sweet.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was the surprise party from my cousin Sam. I brought my Rockband over and we all had an awesome time rocking out. It was good time. We got the cheat and opened all the songs. It was a blastie blast.&lt;br /&gt;Its lunch time so see ya!&lt;br /&gt;R&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-2618826883718710810?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/2618826883718710810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=2618826883718710810' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/2618826883718710810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/2618826883718710810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2009/07/5-days-till.html' title='5 Days till....'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-5696372384064481759</id><published>2009-07-11T10:30:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T13:48:55.535-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Countdown</title><content type='html'>Only 6 days left til my bday! Wahoo. I'm going to work again this year. Up until last year I have never ever worked on my bday. I consider my birthday as the best day of the year. Its my day to celebrate me. Its the only holiday just for me. ME ME ME! But my bday falls on a Friday. My days off are Tues/Weds. I dont wanna take off Friday and have to come back to work for 3 more days. Lame. So I'm working it. I dont know what I want for my bday. I have some ideas, but I assume I will get money from my family. Its ok but I'll end up spending it on bills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of bills, Russell and I had been doing so well. Its so nice. BUT I have 2 people who owe me a total of $900 dollars. And I need it bad but they cant pay me in full. My bills are starting to get behind. I really need them to pay me, so I can catch up and keep back on track. Dang it. I hate that I have to be late bc of other people. Their bills should be late not mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The diet/exercise is going well. I have pretty much made the swimming a daily habit. I want to go everyday. I have missed some days but I still pick it up and start again the next day. Its been 3 weeks and I've missed 5 days. Not too bad. I guess I need to come up w/ an on/off schedule. Russell had a check up on Tuesday and he has lost 28 lbs since Nov. I am so happy for him.....but its not fair. Urgh. Men lose weight too easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to go grocery shopping today after work and then get ready for a surprise bday party for someone else. So I wont be able t swim today. Hmm... well I better get back to work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-5696372384064481759?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/5696372384064481759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=5696372384064481759' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/5696372384064481759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/5696372384064481759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2009/07/countdown.html' title='The Countdown'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-3332995333503908648</id><published>2009-07-03T10:12:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T14:46:07.092-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick of Haters</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;***Warning TMI about my lovely stomach bug***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I havent been like actually throw up sick in years. But I was cursed the other day. Oh man was I. Monday I was fine. I went to bed around 12:30-1 and woke up at 4, super sick. Like bad.... I fought the urge to puke for about an hour. I prayed, begging please dont let me puke. I'd rather have a stomach ache all day. On top of that I also had dia-dia. I felt so sick. I sat on the side of the tub w/ my face pressed up to the cold bath tile. No relief. After trying to fight it I lost the battle. I yelled for Russell to bring me a trash can. Since I had both, I now had to take a shower. I wanted to make sure if I had to throw up again, while in the shower, I wouldnt have to make the decision of either getting out or in the shower. Russell came up and helped me out of the shower. I cried to him while I put some clean PJ's on. I hate being sick, especially stomach stuff. He told me I probably had a few more trips like this before I'd be done and I cried harder. He put me back to bed and I slept. No other issues. Felt pretty crappy until about 5ish. Then started getting really hungry. I had sandwich before I went to bed w/ no issues. I'm glad it was a short bug but I cant figure out where it came from. No one I know was sick. Dont think it was something I ate. Glad its over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;***Ok Its safe to come back***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My boss is on vacation until the 7th and he called me yesterday and tells me I'm going to be him while he's away. I'm the POC. Point of Contact! I cant believe he selected me. Crazyness. Its makes me feel good that he is comfortable w/ me being a mini him. Which reminds me, why do people get pissed off when someone else is doing better then them? There are some people here who dont care for me. I'm sure its bc they think I got this far from handouts. But you know what, that really pisses me off. I have worked hard to get here. I do well under pressure. I speak my mind (in a professional way). I fight things that I dont agree w/ and have solid evidence to support my argument. I just stand around and whine about why this or that suck. I meet my goals or at least put in 100% of an effort.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I dont know. I just hate people judging me when they have no idea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mkay....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-3332995333503908648?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/3332995333503908648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=3332995333503908648' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/3332995333503908648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/3332995333503908648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2009/07/sick-of-haters.html' title='Sick of Haters'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-287757128611420916</id><published>2009-06-27T07:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T12:10:06.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What a difference 8 days make</title><content type='html'>Today is day 8 of the "quest." So far so good. The first 3 days we walked, which was hell on earth. OMG. I almost died. LOL Then I started swimming instead. Russell still walks. And its actually better bc he can walk longer then I can. So now he does the whole block. Everyday I've gone straight from work to my gparents house to swim. I do 50 short laps (the width of the pool, not length) and then I run 25 short laps. I changed it up yesterday though. And I am feeling it now. I did 12 freestyle, 10 breaststroke, 10 backstroke, 4 freestyle (length), 14 straight kicks. And I ran my 25 laps. I was sore yesterday and was even worse this morning. Advil is my friend. I cant wait to swim today. I do need some things though. I need a swim cap, earplugs, and a kick board. And better goggles. Oh and water "socks" for the running. My feet hurt already and its only been 4 days. Ooooouch.&lt;br /&gt;I tried to weigh the other day and it was such an ordeal. I will be getting my own scale. The one my gma has was hard to use.&lt;br /&gt;I found out my SIL is pregnant. At first I was upset. I wanted to be next. I'm ok now. Unless she's having a girl. If its a girl I will be so disappointed. My MIL and I have no connection whats so ever. She goes "to lunch" w/ the other daughters in law. She bought one SIL a matching purses and she got me a wallet. They go on vacations together. I mean its upsetting sometimes and then she turns around and says she thinks I dont like her. Um.... Hello!? I feel the only chance I have to connect w/ her will be if I'm the first to have a girl.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...ok, I better get back to work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-287757128611420916?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/287757128611420916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=287757128611420916' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/287757128611420916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/287757128611420916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-difference-8-days-make.html' title='What a difference 8 days make'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-3190309717124777377</id><published>2009-06-24T15:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T15:42:10.300-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cool Slide Show</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="visibility: visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widget-cc.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" style="width: 426px; height: 320px;" width="426" height="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widget-cc.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="l"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="cy=ms&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3098476543652879308&amp;amp;site=widget-cc.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="white-space: nowrap;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3098476543652879308&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-cc.slide.com/p1/3098476543652879308/ms_t054_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" ismap="ismap" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3098476543652879308&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-cc.slide.com/p2/3098476543652879308/ms_t054_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" ismap="ismap" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3098476543652879308&amp;amp;map=E" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-cc.slide.com/m/3098476543652879308/ms_t054_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide9_1.gif" ismap="ismap" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-3190309717124777377?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/3190309717124777377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=3190309717124777377' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/3190309717124777377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/3190309717124777377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2009/06/cool-slide-show.html' title='Cool Slide Show'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-6147345911648286377</id><published>2009-06-21T09:42:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T10:29:02.992-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What Have I Done</title><content type='html'>I have been so ever loven busy at work. While I was on vaca my teams performance slipped so I have been working my bottom off everyday since then. I couldnt believe how crazy it was while I was away. Man this place is so much like a school. I spent Thurs literally running back and forth between HR, my desk, my bosses desk. I think I was in my seat for an hours all day. Considering I spend about 6 hours there normal that is insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I woke up Thurs morning and turned on the living room tv it clicked and there was sound but no pic and turned off in about 5 secs. We fooled around w/ it alittle but never got anywhere. Its dead. Boo. So the next 2 nights we hung out upstairs. Very strange. I hate watching tv in my bedroom. I stretch out on my bed and I'll fall asleep. My body gets all confused. LOL We considered upgrading to HD but decided to check out all our options first. I found a similar tv for $40 on craigslist and we picked it up yesterday. We are back up and running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have started a new quest. Just recently I have been feeling really blah. Its really the only way to describe it. Physically not mentally. I hurt and I'm sore. I've lost some mobility and range of motion. And I know its cause of my weight. I have a friend at work that had kinda buddy-ed up w/ me and we were trying together about 5 mons ago. But I wasnt serious about it and he's lost like 50 lbs already. Well he started talking to me about it the other day and it got me to thinking. I feel so ashamed of myself for letting it get this bad. And its like this weird feeling to feel ashamed of yourself. My mind cant truly process the feelings and it just blocks it out. I mean I see myself. I know I'm overweight. But it wasnt affecting my life so I didnt care. But now it is. I make excuses for why I cant do normal things. I miss out on fun activities w/ friends and family. And if I do go I'm miserable. If you aren't overweight this probably is confusing for you but I know I'm not alone in my thought. My weight is starting to control me and my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I cant take it anymore.(Deep breath)&lt;br /&gt;I weigh over 300 lbs. I dont know for sure bc I dont have a scale. (on the must buy list) Not much over I believe but I dont know for sure. I think the last time I weighed was 307 or something like that. Just past the heaviest I've ever been. I was 304 in Jan of 03. It took me 6 years to get back there. Not to bad I guess. But I got back here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Russ and I are doing it together. We feel we've set some realistic expectations to start with. We aren't climbing a mountain in one day people. Here's our plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;No Fried Food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Very Limited Soda intake (less then 2 a week)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;A "real" vegetable w/ every meal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Portion control (I will plate the food)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Walk everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;We hold each other accountable. And we have a 2 week reward system as well. Achieving the award is based on the other spouse. $20 each every 2 weeks to be spent specifically on CD/DVD. (we lost all our cd/dvd collection during our hard financial times)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today is day 2. So far so good. LOL I really hope this is the time that works. I KNOW this will be the time that works. I believe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*sigh&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-6147345911648286377?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/6147345911648286377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=6147345911648286377' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/6147345911648286377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/6147345911648286377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-have-i-done.html' title='What Have I Done'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-3500440079722481704</id><published>2009-06-12T12:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T14:21:20.592-05:00</updated><title type='text'>B-I-N-G-O</title><content type='html'>Monday night Russ and I were going to go see a movie but when we got to the theater the line was so crazy long. I hate crowded movie's so much. So we decided to skip the movies but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; know what we wanted to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;"Swim?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;"Nah."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;"Shoot pool?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;"Nah."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;"Bowling?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;"No."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;"How about we go to Galveston?!?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;"I guess."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt; really up for that but we head south down I-45. We had gone a few miles when I saw the sign. Boot &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kikkers&lt;/span&gt; Bingo! Sweet. Lets play some bingo! I've been once about 2 years ago w/ an old HS friend and Russ has never been. It is so cheap and fun. I mean really cheap. For the whole night it was $18 total. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Thats&lt;/span&gt; 1 session, or 5 games. And really it would have been cheaper but we had to buy the dapper things. And those were $2 each. So we really spent $14. We &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; win anything but it was still fun. I cant wait to go back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*This morning on my way to work on the same road as the &lt;a href="http://http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-dont-care-if-i-go-crazy-1-2-3-4-5-6.html"&gt;Evil Knievel&lt;/a&gt; episode I got stuck behind a garbage truck today. I did my best to not lose it. Deep breaths. And I managed pretty well.&lt;br /&gt;*The Sims 3 just came out and I think I may need a new computer so I can go buy it. Man I may never have kids. Just so I can afford to do stuff like this forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I better get back to work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-3500440079722481704?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/3500440079722481704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=3500440079722481704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/3500440079722481704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/3500440079722481704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2009/06/b-i-n-g-o.html' title='B-I-N-G-O'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-6873121774666401143</id><published>2009-06-08T09:39:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T11:07:33.719-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I dont care if I go crazy 1 2 3 4 5 6 STOP....</title><content type='html'>Crazy go I if care dont I, 6 5 4 3 2 1 STOP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what I hate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slow drivers...&lt;br /&gt;Slow drivers who pull in front of me...&lt;br /&gt;Slow drivers who pull in front of me and go 15 mph lower then the speed limit...&lt;br /&gt;Slow drivers who pull in front of me and go 15 mph lower then the speed limit on a 1 lane road so I cant pass...&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, this guy on a motorcycle, in his Evil Knievel jumpsuit and helmet, cut in front of me and then went soooooooooo slow I almost lost my mind. You know, I understand people who dont wanna speed (not really but I try to be courteous) but you HAVE TO GO THE SPEED LIMIT. Please for the love of everything dont make the cars behind you have a freaking conniption fit.&lt;br /&gt;No I am not a tailgater (usually) But I do drive cautiously at a higher rate of speed. And in the state of Texas, it is a LAW that slower traffic must yield to those going faster even if its faster then the posted speed limit. Also if you are on a highway and you are in the PASSING/Left lane going slower then the car behind you, YOU are supposed to move outta the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you hear me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can NOT be your own police force and control my speed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAArghh.&lt;br /&gt;That is all.&lt;br /&gt;K.Thnx.Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-6873121774666401143?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/6873121774666401143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=6873121774666401143' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/6873121774666401143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/6873121774666401143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-dont-care-if-i-go-crazy-1-2-3-4-5-6.html' title='I dont care if I go crazy 1 2 3 4 5 6 STOP....'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-607755422412097844</id><published>2009-06-07T12:53:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T13:48:37.611-05:00</updated><title type='text'>If Suicide was Painless...</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was soooo much fun. It seems my family is coping well. We got together at my moms and had spaghetti and some yummy chocolate cake and ice cream. Russell and I got him a GC to Sonic. I was struggling w/ his gift. I hope he likes it. We left there and headed over to the in-laws. Jason and Angela (BIL&amp;amp;SIL) were there, obviously since it was Jason bday party, but so was Amy and William(SIL&amp;amp;nephew). We had a good time over there too. I wasnt looking forward to it at first. Apparently Russells parents (I really think its just his mom) think I dont like them bc I never come over. I admit I didnt make it over for Mothers day. She's not my mom! I saw my mom. But then I forgot to call too. Oops. I guess I've missed out on some of their other family stuff, but I dont see what the big deal is. Russell doesnt go to every family function that my fam has. My fam doesnt think he doesnt like them. I just always feel so awkward over there. I get really nervous right before we get there. Is it going to be weird this time? Are they going to lecture us for something? Are they going to comment on something in a negative way?&lt;br /&gt;But like I said yesterday was nice. We all got along. No weirdness.&lt;br /&gt;What was really weird is I had a strange dream Friday night. I dreamt that my gpa was suicidal and he wouldnt listen to anyone. Everyone in the family had been talking to him and telling him that even though we were upset about some of the stuff that was going on we loved him, etc. He wouldnt listen. He kept saying he was better off dead and was acting all weird. He has a hand gun so everyone was trying to keep him from going off by himself. Finally I had a chance to talk to him and got the gun from him. I hate dreams like that.&lt;br /&gt;I am so addicted to Rockband. I cant wait till my days off so I can play for the whole day. Anyway, better get back to work...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-607755422412097844?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/607755422412097844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=607755422412097844' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/607755422412097844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/607755422412097844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2009/06/if-suicide-was-painless.html' title='If Suicide was Painless...'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-1119651069056245980</id><published>2009-06-06T08:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T11:01:45.513-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Razorblade Alliance</title><content type='html'>My vacation is over. Back to work. What a bummer. It was an ok vacation. I never really felt like I was off of work. Just seemed like my regular 2 days off. Oh well, it was nice to be home. Yesterday I went and bought Rock Band. SOoooo much fun. OMG! that game is ridiculous. Man my fingers hurt so bad. LOL. I started a band called Razorblade Alliance. We are super cool. I suggest this game from anyone w/ a roommate or someone to play w/. You need at least 2 players for the game. I've been playing the guitar mainly but I did play the drums for awhile. That was hard. I am not very coordinated. LOL I also sang. That was super easy. I dont see how anyone would not make the singing. So if your playing in a group and you have that one person who never wants to play, they can be the singer. Its super easy. I can't wait to get home so I can play some more.&lt;br /&gt;When I got back to work I had someone who quit while I was gone. I am alittle sad bc I really liked him as a person but he just wasnt happy here. He was burned out and it was showing in his performance.&lt;br /&gt;I finally found the college Ronnie is going to. &lt;a href="http://www.sulross.edu/pages/1.asp"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Sul Ross State University&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. I spent sometime over on the website. I am so freaking excited for him. They have the coolest dorms. They get their own bedrooms. How sweet is that? Privacy in college. Man I am so jealous. Today is his graduation party and then Russ and I have dinner at his moms for Jason's 32nd Bday party. Busy busy day.&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-1119651069056245980?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/1119651069056245980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=1119651069056245980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/1119651069056245980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/1119651069056245980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2009/06/razorblade-alliance.html' title='Razorblade Alliance'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-4616377225268844830</id><published>2009-06-05T01:49:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T02:36:55.222-05:00</updated><title type='text'>All Grown Up</title><content type='html'>Tonight was Ronnies graduation. My baby brother is all grown up. It was a nice ceremony. It was outside in the District Stadium. We had to sit on the visitors side bc thats where he was, which was in direct sunlight. Very hot. But it was well worth it. Then when I logged on the internet on my homes page there was a link to Brooks graduation. And he is in 2 pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/SijDo_aTTNI/AAAAAAAAAHw/yP12BoJEPzM/s1600-h/ronnie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 130px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/SijDo_aTTNI/AAAAAAAAAHw/yP12BoJEPzM/s200/ronnie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343736066859027666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He is in the middle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/SijD0AW1NMI/AAAAAAAAAH4/hmfVtp72zs0/s1600-h/ronnie2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 190px; height: 135px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/SijD0AW1NMI/AAAAAAAAAH4/hmfVtp72zs0/s200/ronnie2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343736256091468994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He is in the top left. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was so excited, he couldnt stop smiling. Ronnie never smiles. Very very rarely. He waved to us and just seemed very proud. I cant get over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I go back to work in 2 days. I am very sad. For whatever reason I havent felt relaxed and in vacation mode this whole week. Thats irritating. Of course my team did poorly while I was away so I have to go back to some crap. Urgh. Disappointing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so sleepy. I planned on blogging more but I am too tired....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-4616377225268844830?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/4616377225268844830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=4616377225268844830' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/4616377225268844830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/4616377225268844830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2009/06/all-grown-up.html' title='All Grown Up'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/SijDo_aTTNI/AAAAAAAAAHw/yP12BoJEPzM/s72-c/ronnie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-4591881178575235544</id><published>2009-06-02T22:01:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T22:46:55.970-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm craving ice cream</title><content type='html'>I dont even feel like I'm on vacation. I'm not sure why. Maybe because I havent done anything. I dont know. We went swimming last night. Krystal and I made up a game of sorts that we been playing. We bought these water toys. Its 2 paddles and a ball, we've just been hitting them back and forth. We are so awesome! We've managed to relay 7 times. Wahoo... hey its a lot harder then it seems.&lt;br /&gt;My license came in for my new car. I am excited to get it. I think I might get a vanity plate. That would be cool. What should it say?&lt;br /&gt;2GUD4U&lt;br /&gt;SPOILED&lt;br /&gt;Eh, I guess I'll have to just look up some ideas online. I am such a surfing junkie. I spend so much time link hopping. Some of my favs are &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);" href="http://icanhascheezburger.com/"&gt;LOLcats&lt;/a&gt; and all the one's tied to that like &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" href="http://failblog.org/"&gt;Fail Blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);" href="http://cockeyed.com/"&gt;Cockeyed&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);" href="http://thisisphotobomb.com/"&gt;This is Photobomb&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);" href="http://postsecret.blogspot.com/"&gt;Postsecret&lt;/a&gt; and then of course &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);" href="http://www.myspace.com/"&gt;Myspace&lt;/a&gt;. I tried Facebook but I couldnt get into it. I also have my Google Reader and &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);" href="http://www.blogexplosion.com/"&gt;Blog Explosion&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Ok.... now I'm all wrapped up in a new blog I just found. &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);" href="http://lettersfromtheweary.blogspot.com/"&gt;Letters From the Weary&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too Funny!&lt;br /&gt;Alright I'm out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-4591881178575235544?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/4591881178575235544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=4591881178575235544' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/4591881178575235544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/4591881178575235544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-craving-ice-cream.html' title='I&apos;m craving ice cream'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-7459080600933980063</id><published>2009-06-01T13:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T13:26:24.841-05:00</updated><title type='text'>4 days left...</title><content type='html'>I'M ON VACATION!!! I took the week off to attend the festivities from Ronnies graduation. Yesterday was the churches Senior Appreciation Breakfast. I am so proud of Ronnie. He graduates this Thurs. He has a full ride scholarship to play football at.....somewhere in El Paso. I dont remember the name. What ever it is I am so excited for him. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/SiQUXmHyOpI/AAAAAAAAAHo/tMTTJNlE9W0/s1600-h/scionxd.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/SiQUXmHyOpI/AAAAAAAAAHo/tMTTJNlE9W0/s200/scionxd.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342417453570996882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dont know I forgot to mention but I got a new car. 2009 Scion xD. My very first brand new car. I love Scions and I really wanted an tC but I needed 4 doors. So I traded in my 97 Nissan Sentra. I got it 2 Mondays ago. I love it! This was at the dealership. I had such a horrible experience at the first place I went. The dealer was a stupid jerk. But its ok bc I took my business elsewhere. I love this car soo much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to be going swimming but Krystal isnt feeling well. Thats a bummer. I dont wanna spend my whole vaca stuck in the house. Oh well.... I guess I'm off the watch tv or play the Wii.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-7459080600933980063?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/7459080600933980063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=7459080600933980063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/7459080600933980063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/7459080600933980063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2009/05/4-days-left.html' title='4 days left...'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/SiQUXmHyOpI/AAAAAAAAAHo/tMTTJNlE9W0/s72-c/scionxd.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-6362061028222381971</id><published>2009-05-30T08:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T10:32:51.814-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Vaca Countdown</title><content type='html'>Man what a horrible start to my day so far. Well I shouldnt say horrible, irritating maybe. I had to get gas on the way to work which is annoying anyway, on top of that I had to pay cash (heaven forbid I'd have to walk alllllll the way into the store) but then I had the pump from hell. It stopped every 5 cents or so. I thought I was going to lose my mind by the time I finished pumping $15 worth. Then I go to get my daily Starbucks (new trend) and I sit at the drive thru for 5 mins before they take my order, then another few mins at the window. I know thats not horrible service but they are usually prompt. Not sure what was up w/ that.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway not going to let that ruin the day for me. After I get off at 3:30 I am off until next Saturday. I'm going on vacation! Wahoo. I'm not actually going anywhere but Ronnie is graduating from HS this week and I was taking a few days for the activities for that, then I figured I might as well make this an extended break from work. I am so excited. But its kinda nerve racking. I have finally got some good performance from my team. My boss pulled us yesterday for a 30 min round table to tell us how awesome we are doing. It feels so good to prove to him I could do it. I figured it would never happen. So while I'm away I dont want them to back slide. I will be having a short team meeting before I leave to psych 'em up.&lt;br /&gt;So my #1 stressor is now gone. Although it is and always will be a stressful position, I have worked into a manageable stress. Unlike what I was going thru in the past months. Thats why I havent been around. By the time I get home I was so frazzled I didnt want to take the time to gather my thoughts into a nice and neat blog entry.&lt;br /&gt;I am worried about my brothers Ryland and Chaz. They are causing my poor mother to feel outta control and like she is a bad mom. They have been in very serious trouble. It started small, like little school issue, and has grown into a monster. Chaz is being accused of a home invasion. I dont like to blog too much about whats been going on in my family bc I feel like it makes our family look bad. My family has always been so amazing. We all love each other and enjoy each others company. We've have been what everyone else says we are so lukcy to have. And we have appreciated how abnormal our family was. But lately the Devil has been trying to tear us apart and it feels like its working..... IDK. Just pray for my family, we need it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-6362061028222381971?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/6362061028222381971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=6362061028222381971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/6362061028222381971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/6362061028222381971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2009/05/vaca-countdown.html' title='Vaca Countdown'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-1773187860692201515</id><published>2009-05-09T10:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T10:35:23.201-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Happy Joy Joy</title><content type='html'>Since my posts lately have all been gloomy and depressing I want to do a little “exercise” on things that make me happy or that are going good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are comfortable financially. Finally we have enough money to make it between paychecks w/o having to rob Peter to pay Paul. We are going a little overboard on the spending on frivolous things but…. come on… we deserve it. At least for now. We do need to reel it in soon and start saving if we wanna start a family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, even tho its frustrating that I’m not preggo yet, it is fun to spend all this quality time w/ Russ. J&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living w/ my BFF is sooooo much fun. I can almost promise that a few times a week, if not more, we will do something fun/silly/goofy and almost pee on ourselves from laughing. Like last night when we put Roman and Max in Paisley’s clothes. Oh man…. goodtimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even tho work is a major source of my stress I am happy overall at my job for a few reasons. First off that I even have a job in this economy. 2ndly I make good money for not going to college AND have the opportunity to advance to even higher positions making even more money w/o having a college degree. Last but not least, I like being in charge.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-1773187860692201515?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/1773187860692201515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=1773187860692201515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/1773187860692201515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/1773187860692201515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-happy-joy-joy.html' title='Happy Happy Joy Joy'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-4995557944340990220</id><published>2009-05-08T14:07:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T08:38:52.953-05:00</updated><title type='text'>1 2 Buckle My Shoe</title><content type='html'>Why does my life involve so much drama/stress? And why do I let it bother me. I dont feel like any of whats going on I can really avoid or that I can ignore it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The # 1 thing is work. Its hard to get into bc if you dont work there you just wont really get it. Basically there has been some movement in management and we have a new director. Thats stressful enough. But then he starts setting even high goals and my team was already struggling to begin w/. Which, in turn, reflects poorly on me as their leader. So I had a tough love/ scared straight convo last week that seemed to turn them around for now. Just need consistent results to show my boss I am capable of this position. I feel like he wishes I wasnt here. The manager that hired me, the one who believed in me enough to risk it, left for another position in the company the week he hired me. I have never been the type to think I cant do something or that I'm not good enough. But my current boss (who was also promoted to manager at the same time I was promoting) does NOT know how to relate to me. He delivers feedback in a way that seems always negative. In the training that I have to go thru like 3 times a year its all about how I need to adapt to my employees when providing feedback. I think upper-management should have to do the same training. Anyway.... bottom line lots of goals to reach and a boss who doesnt believe in me make me very unhappy and stressed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The #2 is family stuff. Kelli is... a major contributor. The other day we were both over at my gparents house and we were both fixing to leave when my gma asked if Kelli still didn't have a cell phone and Gma started saying how she was going to have to get her a Cricket phone. Well... then Kelli starts bugging her to let her borrow gma's cell. It goes back and forth and I leave at that point. Forgot my iPod, went back in and now her and my gpa were arguing about how she needs to get a job and support herself. Shes saying shes been applying at places (kinda funny but not really side note she was on her way to go apply at my job). I leave again for good at that point. Not really sure what happened after that but Kelli and my gpa went to jail. Kelli was released bc she was only arrested bc they thought she had a warrant, but she didnt. Gpa had to stay overnight. Apparently the fought, again, and he broke a coffee mug on her face.&lt;br /&gt;Now this is stressful for a few reasons. Kellis addiction/life choices are hard enough for this family. We cope the best we can. They are both at fault for what happened. Kelli needs to realize that. What he did is wrong but she had total control of how that ended. When they said no she could have left it at that instead of going on and on and on... She is 21 and acts like she's 12. BUT my gpa's declining mental health is depressing. We forget sometimes that hes in his 70's and that has alot to do w/ his mental health I'm sure. What I wanna know is what makes him snap like that? And then he has no remorse. He seriously believes he didnt do anything. He actually said that Kelli ran into his coffee mug. He was telling my gma that he was going to get a restraining order on her. *Sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last AND least is #3. The stress of 2 men in one house. Not fun. Its not too terrible most of the time but Russell does start to tire of his little shadow, Matt, and gets annoyed. Recently Russell was just grumpy about everything and he was venting to me about it. One of the things was Matt. He was whining about stupid stuff. Just really lame and blowing things outta proportion. I even told him how silly he was being. In the middle of this I'm talking to Krystal about it and I make sure to be very clear that Russells being dumb and this isnt a "house" issue we need to discuss or anything. And I proceed to vent to my BFF about how lame my hubs is being. Totally normal. Ok so the next day or 2, Krystal, Russell and I are in the living room, Matt comes over to get something and as he's walking out the door stops at Russell and says&lt;br /&gt;"Do you have a problem w/ me?"&lt;br /&gt;"What?" Russ&lt;br /&gt;"Do you have a problem w/ me?" Matt&lt;br /&gt;"No." Russ&lt;br /&gt;"Thats what I thought you F-ing Pu#&amp;amp;*!" He said the last part as hes walking out the door and then slams it behind him.&lt;br /&gt;What the? Krystal runs out after him and they proceed to have a screaming fight in our front yard. Obviously Krystal told Matt. And even tho she also told him that it wasnt a big deal or was an issue his 21 yr old testosterone driven ego had to call Russell out. Matt should be glad Russell isnt also 21. BC there would have been a fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah.... there you have it. &lt;em&gt;Most&lt;/em&gt; of my stress layed out for the world to see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-4995557944340990220?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/4995557944340990220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=4995557944340990220' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/4995557944340990220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/4995557944340990220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2009/05/1-2-buckle-my-shoe.html' title='1 2 Buckle My Shoe'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-8793447773192651640</id><published>2009-05-07T13:37:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T13:57:09.552-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Drama, Drama, Drama</title><content type='html'>I have been so consumed w/ drama lately that I haven't even wanted to blog. Pretty sad. Work has been insane. They are really cracking down and my team isn't performing well. So that means basically I'm not doing my job. I had to crack down on them and basically if we don't meet our goals I will have to start terming people.&lt;br /&gt;Stressful home environment. Nothing to bad. Me and Krystal are fine. Something about men.&lt;br /&gt;And then some seriously family stuff went down. Its a really long story that I don't wanna get into but it involves Kelli and my Gpa.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh....&lt;br /&gt;I just want some peace in my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-8793447773192651640?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/8793447773192651640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=8793447773192651640' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/8793447773192651640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/8793447773192651640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2009/05/drama-drama-drama.html' title='Drama, Drama, Drama'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-4386759778493484758</id><published>2009-05-04T09:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T12:20:35.662-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SEX = Babies</title><content type='html'>Mothers day is 6 days away.&lt;br /&gt;The best Mother's Day present would be to get pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;I thought for sure I was. I've been almost puking every morning. I feel nausous off and on all day. I've been super tired. Tested on Sunday. Negative. Well.... sorta. I put a cup over it so I wouldnt peek until the 3 mins had past, well I cheated and looked about 1 min mark and I swear the line was there. I put the cup back and waited the rest of the time. Looked again and nothing. Just the 1 line. The original line was gone.&lt;br /&gt;I dont wanna turn into one of those women who get bitter bc they cant get pregnant but at the same time I dont understand why cant I just be normal and have sex w/ my husband and get pregnant. I dont wanna deal w/ this.&lt;br /&gt;Urgh....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-4386759778493484758?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/4386759778493484758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=4386759778493484758' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/4386759778493484758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/4386759778493484758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2009/05/sex-babies.html' title='SEX = Babies'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-6280369160539037229</id><published>2009-04-23T18:42:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T19:50:55.555-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A day at the Beach.</title><content type='html'>My comp died again. I am so fed up. This last time I gave up on RAC sending it into Dell and just decided to let my gpa fix it and I'd pay him. He replaced the hard drive and power supply. It worked for about 2-3 days then started acting weird. It was slow and if you had 2 tabs open and error would pop up about there being an error occured in the first tab and everything would stop loading. So one day I was frustrated and decided to just turn it off. I clicked the start button and selected power off. Well it never would. After 10 mins of pop ups about a non responsive application and selecting End Now a million times I decided to just press the button on the comp till it powered off. When Russ went to turn it back on later that evening it just sat on the welcome screen.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I wrote a letter to RAC about how crappy it was and how crappy their service is. I still havent received any contact from the company and they said 24-48 hrs in the autoresponse email. I did threaten the BBB. So I really hope they are taking me seriously and contact me soon. I deal w/ tech support for a cable company and I know the right and wrong way to handle this. So far they arent doing a very good job. Maybe I should write again and mention I have a blog and am famous on the web and threaten to air it all here. LOL J/k Well..... maybe.&lt;br /&gt;Easter went well. The whole fam got together as usual. Krystal and I dyed eggs bc we are cooler then you. And I still got a basket from my momma bc she loves me more then your mom.&lt;br /&gt;Russ and I have been going to the beach recently and driving around checking out the areas affected by Ike. Well when we went last week we stopped and went down to the water. It felt so good. So I made a plan to go this week w/ Krystal. We did and invited Melissa too. We had a good time. But now I am sun burnt. It sucks. I'll be adding a slide show of the pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Russ should be home soon and I need to get started w/ dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w261.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w261.photobucket.com/albums/ii44/rusrhi/3f81c87e.pbw" width="480" height="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="border-width: 0pt; float: left;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s261.photobucket.com/albums/ii44/rusrhi/?action=view&amp;amp;current=3f81c87e.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="border-width: 0pt; float: left;" /&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/5598820579615639433-6280369160539037229?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/6280369160539037229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=6280369160539037229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/6280369160539037229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/6280369160539037229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2009/04/day-at-beach.html' title='A day at the Beach.'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-8654012806653089414</id><published>2009-04-11T20:51:00.015-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T21:39:14.845-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I love to shop!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/SeFPYzXYWeI/AAAAAAAAAG4/oyOrJSE92O4/s1600-h/on634017-00viv01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 160px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/SeFPYzXYWeI/AAAAAAAAAG4/oyOrJSE92O4/s200/on634017-00viv01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323623522052364770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/SeFPTNfGDxI/AAAAAAAAAGw/TmRJkhalrzs/s1600-h/on633995-02viv01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 160px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/SeFPTNfGDxI/AAAAAAAAAGw/TmRJkhalrzs/s200/on633995-02viv01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323623425984827154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came home from work on Thursday and my package was waiting on the front porch. I was so excited. I love getting packages. This was what I ordered. A yellow dress, teal cardigan and yellow flip-flops. Very Easter-y. Pastels. I love it.&lt;br /&gt;So I get inside and rip open the package. Hmmm... it didnt look right. I saw a coral colored blob. I pull out the bag and the label says Yellow Polka Dotted Dress. But it was actually this dress.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/SeFQXhr-F9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/Wr1g17jMziI/s1600-h/on633991-02viv01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 160px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/SeFQXhr-F9I/AAAAAAAAAHA/Wr1g17jMziI/s200/on633991-02viv01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323624599638644690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally not what I wanted. I cant wear this dress. It looks like a moo-moo. I was so mad. I called Old Navy and complained. They couldnt get the right dress out to me until Monday. Uh, hello. I want this for Easter. Monday isnt good enough. What ever. I havent decided if I want to return everything yet or not. The dress is super comfy and so it the sweater.... Plus returns are so much work.... urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Kacies bday party we dropped off the Explorer to Tino. Hes the guy from work who we sold it to. That was kinda sad. It was the first big purchase Russell and I made as a couple. After that we went to Fashion Bug and I got my Easter outfit.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/SeFR_jTAm2I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/MwdWXZXmV5o/s1600-h/1965243_1A.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 165px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/SeFR_jTAm2I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/MwdWXZXmV5o/s200/1965243_1A.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323626386777217890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/SeFSb3wmxBI/AAAAAAAAAHg/qRAeIEVcjq8/s1600-h/1972587.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 165px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/SeFSb3wmxBI/AAAAAAAAAHg/qRAeIEVcjq8/s200/1972587.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323626873306399762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The longer skirt is what I'm wearing. Its a brown tiered skirt and a white lace top. Very cute. And then I also got the blue scooter and white tee. Its so cute. I'm excited for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/SeFSL3-QHjI/AAAAAAAAAHY/CxW5bskLRSg/s1600-h/1909316.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 165px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/SeFSL3-QHjI/AAAAAAAAAHY/CxW5bskLRSg/s200/1909316.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323626598485728818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/SeFR2eLlXBI/AAAAAAAAAHI/MmTxbHfWekc/s1600-h/2329092.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 139px; height: 170px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/SeFR2eLlXBI/AAAAAAAAAHI/MmTxbHfWekc/s200/2329092.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323626230785072146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole 1-on-1 thing w/ my boss went really well. Not nearly as bad as I thought. I was very prepared and it was all good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well my back is hurting really bad and this chair isnt helping. So see ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-8654012806653089414?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/8654012806653089414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=8654012806653089414' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/8654012806653089414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/8654012806653089414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-love-to-shop.html' title='I love to shop!'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/SeFPYzXYWeI/AAAAAAAAAG4/oyOrJSE92O4/s72-c/on634017-00viv01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-6331328830949518439</id><published>2009-04-08T22:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T22:39:45.029-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I got a dress</title><content type='html'>Man I am so sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;Its my Sunday. So its back to work tomorrow. Eh... but I have this Sat and Sun off for some family functions. Saturday is my cousin Kacie's bday and then Sunday is Easter. Wahoo! I cant wait. I already got my Easter dress. Yeah I'm wearing a dress this year. Hopefully it looks cute on me. I ordered in online since the stores discriminate fat people. LOL&lt;br /&gt;I checked my work email a few mins ago and I have to do an 1hr long feedback for a bottom performing agent while my boss sits in tomorrow. Great.... I just had a one-on-one w/ this agent on Monday. So I have no idea what I'll be going over for a whole hour. Plus w/ my boss sitting in. Thats going to be so overwhelming. Blah.&lt;br /&gt;For about 2 weeks now I've been dealing w/ some yuckyness. I have been super tired. Like no matter how much sleep I get I'm dozing off all day. Also I have nausous after I eat. It does matter what I've eaten. And theres one more thing going on. It may be TMI so I'm just not going there right now.&lt;br /&gt;Well its about time for me to go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;ttfn&lt;br /&gt;R&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-6331328830949518439?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/6331328830949518439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=6331328830949518439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/6331328830949518439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/6331328830949518439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-got-dress.html' title='I got a dress'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-8079857094585500671</id><published>2009-04-02T18:51:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T19:20:16.963-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy busy!</title><content type='html'>In the poll 2 entries below it looks like I'll be keeping just one blog. Which is kinda they way I wanted it anyway. Its a hassle to separate the 2. I'm thinking I might just cancel the appt w/ the endo all together and just go ahead w/ the gyno. Ugh, I hate the gyno. I mean I'm sure all women do but its such a horrible experience.&lt;br /&gt;This weekend is Ronnies Senior prom. I cant believe he's already a senior and going to prom. When I started blogging he was a freshman. The time has flown by and now he's being scouted for college football. He and his friends are renting a beach house for the after party. I am so jealous! I didnt even go to prom.&lt;br /&gt;Today was such a busy day at work. It was time to deliver the yearly performance appraisals to my team. Since I just got this team I didnt write any of them and normally the person who wrote them would provide the feedback and the new boss would just be there to see where the employee stands. Well the lady who's team I took over is in Costa Rica helping open a new call center. We had to figure out a way to pull the appraisals and then I had to write up all the development plans and then deliver them all by COB today. Thats the rough part of being a supervisor. Telling someone their performance was poor and there for no raise is intimidating. Luckily I have an awesome group who all took responsibility for their scores and it went well.&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm sitting in my living room smelling the awesome BBQ going on in the backyard. Hamburgers! Mmmm...&lt;br /&gt;Things have been going alot better in the townhouse. We had some rough patches that needed to be worked out but its been smooth sailing since then. It was just about not communicating properly and taking time to learn each other on a different level. Being BFF's and roommates is 2 different things. But I still believe it can be done. :-)&lt;br /&gt;I am so ready for summer. Our weather has been insane, we had hail today and after the t-storm it was pretty cool outside. I am not complaining but I need for there to be some warm days to heat up the pool.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm ready to watch some tv w/ the hubs so peace out. Have a great night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-8079857094585500671?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/8079857094585500671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=8079857094585500671' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/8079857094585500671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/8079857094585500671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2009/04/busy-busy.html' title='Busy busy!'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-7600573923876678619</id><published>2009-04-01T22:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T22:54:03.998-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Day</title><content type='html'>I had such an awesome "weekend." Monday night Kelli came over and first off she looks awesome. She's put on some weight and she is clearly on the the right path right now. So lets pray that she continues that way. Krystal, Kelli and I hung out at home and talked. We laughed our buns off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday was just a lazy day. I took my comp over to my gpa's to fix. I was so fed up w/ RAC. The good news is he's letting me borrow his laptop. Yay! I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I checked on my insurance again and called a reg endo. We'll see if I have any problems here. If so I'll be on to Plan C. Dang it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Russell and I went to the beach today. I've been wanting to go to Bolivar and check it out post Ike. And I also wanted to get some pics of what Galveston looks like now. Its so different. I will need to find my cable so I can load up all the pics. We went across the ferry to Bolivar but we needed gas and couldnt find a station for over 8 miles. And w/ the gas light on that was alittle nerve wracking. LOL The weird thing about Bolivar was all the debris and trash everywhere. We'll be going back next week w/ a full tank so we can really explore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a good day spent together. And now I'm off to bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-7600573923876678619?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/7600573923876678619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=7600573923876678619' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/7600573923876678619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/7600573923876678619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-day.html' title='What a Day'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-4662685422372185885</id><published>2009-04-01T00:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T01:28:39.477-05:00</updated><title type='text'>VOTE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;form action="http://www.acepolls.com/votes" method="post"&gt;&lt;div style="border: 1px solid rgb(29, 230, 15); padding: 10px 0pt; background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); width: 250px;"&gt;&lt;input name="vote[poll_id]" value="865621" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(238, 73, 114); text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Should I keep all the TTC (trying to conceive) entries in another blog?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul style="margin: 0pt; list-style-type: none; padding-left: 10px;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;input name="vote[choice_id]" id="5018966" value="5018966" type="radio"&gt;&lt;label for="5018966" style="color: rgb(0, 202, 255);"&gt;Yes.&lt;/label&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;input name="vote[choice_id]" id="5018967" value="5018967" type="radio"&gt;&lt;label for="5018967" style="color: rgb(0, 202, 255);"&gt;Yes but include a link when you update.&lt;/label&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;input name="vote[choice_id]" id="5018968" value="5018968" type="radio"&gt;&lt;label for="5018968" style="color: rgb(0, 202, 255);"&gt;No.&lt;/label&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;input value="Vote!" type="submit"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 202, 255);" href="http://www.acepolls.com/polls/865621-should-i-keep-all-the-ttc-trying-to-conceive-entries-in-another-blog/results"&gt;View Results&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 202, 255);" href="http://www.acepolls.com/create"&gt;Create a Blog Poll&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started a new blog called &lt;a href="http://conceivablechronicles.blogspot.com/"&gt;Conceivable Chronicles&lt;/a&gt;. I was going to keep most of the detailed TTC info over there but then I thought this is my blog. For me. I wouldn't want anyone to stop reading this one bc of any thing TMI. I mean, I'm very open and nothing is TMI for me. But I know some people would be bother by too many details. Anyway vote. Until then I will keep both blogs open and we'll go from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is going well here. Krystal and Matt are still here and its going very smoothly. I think we are getting better adjusted to each others issues. Matt is also working which helps and hes pitching in this month.&lt;br /&gt;Russell and I are well. We did get some upset and confusing news earlier today. I called and made the appt for the RE and she called today to say my insurance will cover the diagnois but no treatment. How F-ed up is that? So I was all upset and bawling my eyes out when I called my momma. She said just make an appt w/ a reg gyno and just dont mention anything. She had the same prob getting preg w/ my brothers and her gyno just gave her a pill to make her ovulate and she got preggo the 2nd round. I guess I'll be trying that. :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I probably had more to say but I'm getting very sleepy. Something about crying earlier in the day makes my eyes super sleepy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-4662685422372185885?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/4662685422372185885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=4662685422372185885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/4662685422372185885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/4662685422372185885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2009/04/vote.html' title='VOTE!'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-2704240707628741521</id><published>2009-03-26T00:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T00:05:55.418-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lots of TMI</title><content type='html'>I dont even know where to start w/ this whole TTC w/ PCOS thing. I am so overwhelmed. I just got on mycigna.com and found a RE (repro endo) in my area. I guess I'll call tomorrow to see about getting an appt. I called last year and it was like 3 months away. I guess thats ok. Gives us a chance to try on our own.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow morning I'm going to start taking my temp to see if I'm O-ing.&lt;br /&gt;I found this &lt;a href="http://www.pcoscommunity.com/index.php"&gt;PCOS&lt;/a&gt; support site. There is so much info on there.&lt;br /&gt;I had some LS on Tues. Later that night Russ and I DTD where he delivered twice and it was aprx 3 weeks since the last time. The next day and today I had LS again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-2704240707628741521?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/2704240707628741521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=2704240707628741521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/2704240707628741521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/2704240707628741521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2009/04/lots-of-tmi.html' title='Lots of TMI'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-4183090301854218100</id><published>2009-03-25T00:02:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T00:04:08.330-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This entry was going to be its own blog</title><content type='html'>Starting March 1st I began the road to better health w/ the intention of pregnancy as a future goal. Mainly I was just ready to be healthier. I wanted to feel better in my body. I have cut out all regular sodas. I drink Coke Zero very rarely. Mostly water. I already feel much better. I haven't weighed myself. I decided to do measurement instead. I cant wait till the 1st of April so I can see my results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just recently this turned into a TTC focus. I was at church w/ my mom and gma, when the little kiddo's were singing and my mom smacked me in the back of the head and said "I'm ready for grandbabies!" Then my gma said "I know, between her and Melissa I'm going to lock them up w/ their husbands until they get pregnant."&lt;br /&gt;Goodness.&lt;br /&gt;Really I had already started letting the thoughts slip in every once in awhile. I just dont want this to be a huge ordeal. I just wanna get preggo naturally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-4183090301854218100?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/4183090301854218100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=4183090301854218100' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/4183090301854218100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/4183090301854218100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-entry-was-going-to-be-its-own-blog.html' title='This entry was going to be its own blog'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-5020501798405632077</id><published>2009-03-20T16:57:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T17:01:21.344-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ugh.</title><content type='html'>I am having a bad day....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont wanna get into fully but lets just say it has nothing to do w/ work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and my check engine light came on yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to go pout in my bedroom....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-5020501798405632077?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/5020501798405632077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=5020501798405632077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/5020501798405632077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/5020501798405632077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-am-having-bad-day.html' title='Ugh.'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-7859180496489711297</id><published>2009-03-17T13:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T14:44:53.698-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I need to wash clothes</title><content type='html'>I am so annoyed right now.&lt;br /&gt;RAC dropped off the w/d last night about 3 hours late. Couldnt use it though. Washer was busted and they didnt have the right cord for the dryer. They said they would send someone in the morning to either fix or replace the washer and bring the right cord. They just showed up and he's completely replacing the washer and he still has no cord for the dryer. So my options are go buy one myself and get reimbursed. Or wait till who knows when for them to find the one I need.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll be making a trip to Home Depot soon. Thats so obnoxious. We've paid from Sat thru the 28th and we havent been able to use it yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my new template! It took me forever to figure it out tho. And I lost some stuff on the side but thats ok. I was bored w/ the old one. And I added a music player at the bottom too! So you should scroll all the way down and then back up to read w/ music!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh... I have completely lost my train of thought bc I've been listening to my awesome music.&lt;br /&gt;So peace out! lol&lt;br /&gt;R&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-7859180496489711297?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/7859180496489711297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=7859180496489711297' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/7859180496489711297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/7859180496489711297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-need-to-wash-clothes.html' title='I need to wash clothes'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-1536872609834731631</id><published>2009-03-16T10:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T11:23:52.511-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Forget Jungle Fever... I have baby fever, thats much worse.</title><content type='html'>I hate that my comp is keeping me from blogging as much as I like. It seems to be ok for now so I thought I'd try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed home sick today. I woke up all barfy. LOL Now I have a horrible headache. Bleh. But I am very excited bc we are having our washer/dryer delivered today!! I cant wait to actually be able to do laundry at home. We havent had that luxury since we moved back home from Baton Rouge. Wahoo, laundry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the incendent last week end we had an even bigger blow out. Thursday morning I came down at 4:30am to start my coffee and finish getting ready for work. I came down the stairs turned the corner, flicked on the kitchen light and stopped dead in my tracks. The back door was open. Terrified, I ran back up the stairs, but then stopped and thought about it for a minute.&lt;br /&gt;No one was in the house now, and we have a wooden privacy fence so someone (Matt) didnt shut the door all the way and lock it which we have asked him to do several times. Max of course got out and Russ and I were PISSED!&lt;br /&gt;This was a huge blow up. HUGE! After all was said and done, Krystal decided it was best if she moved out. Not bc of this though. Actually she was more upset w/ Matt for being so forgetful and irresponsible. She wants to be able to have people over at night and not have to play the quiet game. Our lifestyle is different then hers. So it makes sense. We were very clear in the beginning that if it didnt work out it would be ok for her to leave. And honestly I cant wait. But for different reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the 1st I have started eating better, cut out sodas and am making an appointment for a pre-conception exam. I told Russell last week that I was ready to get pregnant and I wanted to be pregnant by the end of the year. He ask if I thought he'd be a good dad and why now? I told him of course and bc we are ready. He said ok.&lt;br /&gt;I hope this goes smoothly. If its ends up being difficult I dont think we'll continue.&lt;br /&gt;So we are now offically TTC #1! Pray for our hopes/prayers to be answered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl8.glitter-graphics.net/pub/602/602408y7eld8tjmo.gif" width="150" border="0" height="51" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-works.org/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl2.glitter-graphics.net/pub/1990/1990862x8oranyiv2.gif" width="150" border="0" height="50" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-works.org/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-1536872609834731631?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/1536872609834731631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=1536872609834731631' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/1536872609834731631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/1536872609834731631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2009/03/forget-jungle-fever-i-have-baby-fever.html' title='Forget Jungle Fever... I have baby fever, thats much worse.'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-1422437111649172209</id><published>2009-03-06T20:37:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T21:13:58.888-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay it worked</title><content type='html'>I'm so excited I get to have this weekend and next weekend off! Yay! Of course it hasnt started off to hot. I think I maybe fighting w/ Krystal. I'm not sure, but I think shes mad at me. She invited us to dinner (very nice) but she invite her boyfriend, who since they got back together last week has been here 24/7. Hes a good guy, we like him but its so annoying to have a "guest" here all the time. And it may not be a guest to her but it is to us. And hes all talking about moving in and getting rid of our furniture, etc. So we talked to her and she said one of the reasons she moved outta her parents house was so she could do what ever and she's right. Then she said that he's only over here all the time bc they just got back together. She has no plans on him moving in, especially w/o talking to us first.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway so she invited us to dinner, we thought it was just going to be the 3 of us. Then we get to the restaurant and theres a wait. I tell Krystal it has to be a table, not a booth. And she says we'll sit where they put us bc she didnt specify. And I say if its a booth then we are leaving. Its very uncomfortable for Russell and I to be packed into a booth. WE ARE FAT!! So that started alittle rift. Then Matt and Krystal start kinda arguing about going somewhere else. We get back in our cars and I tell Krystal go where ever they want, we are going home.&lt;br /&gt;We dont like being out on weekend nights, first off, and on top of that the tension was thick. Why force a dinner out?&lt;br /&gt;Well when they got home, er.... when Krystal got home w/ her guest, they ignored us and went straight to the kitchen to get some alcohol. And went up to her room.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and thats another thing they drink everyday! So annoying.&lt;br /&gt;Everything will be fine by tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Russell and I are doing splendidly. Last Sunday I woke up a new women. Dont know why or what cause it but I chopped all my hair off, got new clothes and feel madly in love w/ Russell. I found a secret talent I have that Russell is enjoying the benefits from. *cough cough*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway my comp is working again for now. So I wanna maybe catch up on my google reader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/SbHmP5MvoJI/AAAAAAAAAFE/RXFgEB5vXZQ/s1600-h/8a8788134404.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/SbHmP5MvoJI/AAAAAAAAAFE/RXFgEB5vXZQ/s200/8a8788134404.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310278596373225618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Heres my new hair!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-1422437111649172209?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/1422437111649172209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=1422437111649172209' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/1422437111649172209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/1422437111649172209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2009/03/yay-it-worked.html' title='Yay it worked'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/SbHmP5MvoJI/AAAAAAAAAFE/RXFgEB5vXZQ/s72-c/8a8788134404.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-8330748903538447809</id><published>2009-02-22T17:53:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T22:29:13.197-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back!</title><content type='html'>I am finally back up an running. It sure took awhile. Alot has happened since I left. January 15th we moved into our new place w/ Krystal. We are all settled in and love LOVE it here. I took some pics today w/ the camera on my new phone. Its a 5.o megapixel but the pics dont seem like it. But I cant find the cord for loading pics from my "real" digi cam. So enjoy the slide show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w261.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w261.photobucket.com/albums/ii44/rusrhi/5eb5f441.pbw" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s261.photobucket.com/albums/ii44/rusrhi/?action=view&amp;amp;current=5eb5f441.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work has been ultra stressful. But I am excited to say I got a day shift! Wahoo! I am so happy. Back a somewhat normal life. I was slipping into a state of depression partly from the night shift. I felt left out of life. Quite depressing. I just started on Saturday and it has been tough getting adjusted. But in about a week I should be good again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I just wanted to stop by and add these pics.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the Oscars!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;R&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-8330748903538447809?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/8330748903538447809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=8330748903538447809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/8330748903538447809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/8330748903538447809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back!'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-566506924431810178</id><published>2009-02-17T19:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T19:45:08.458-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I know its been a LOOOOOONG time. We are all moved in to the new place and loving it. Russell and Krystal get along. We seem to be communicating really well to keep things from becoming issues. The reason its been so long is my comp died before we moved and I've sent it in twice. Both times it has come back w/ the same issue. So its never been resolved. Its like it sits there for 2 weeks and then they just send it back. So we are waiting to get internet till we have a comp that is actually working!! Some more exciting news I am getting a day shift again. I will working 7-3:30 T/W off. I cant wait. I will be missing the family functions but I really wanted days bc Russ and I seriously only see each other about twice a week right now. Oh speaking of Russell for Valentines Day he got me the open heart necklace designed by Jane Seymour. I love it!! Its my first piece of diamond jewelry he has ever bought me. My wedding ring and engagement were passed down so they dont count. :) Anyway I'm at work so I better skeedaddle...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-566506924431810178?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/566506924431810178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=566506924431810178' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/566506924431810178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/566506924431810178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2009/02/quick.html' title='Quick'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-9065602733840721420</id><published>2009-01-13T03:56:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T04:51:39.088-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Trucks, Townhouse and Kelli. Oh My!</title><content type='html'>I havent been blogging nearly as much as I like. Theres something I just dont like about my gpa's comp set up. I'm not sure what it is but I just dont feel it. But thats ok bc since its technically its now Tuesday we only have 2 days until we are moving in. We went and signed the lease on Saturday. And then drove by for like the 100th time. I dont know if I can possible explain the excitement I have. I am so excited! LOL 2 more sleeps here and then we are back in our comfy huge king size bed. We'll have an indoor shower. The shower in the hall bath is broken, they've paid thousands of $'s to fix it and its hopeless, so we shower in the pool bathroom which is FREEZING in the winter. I'm just glad it a Texas winter and not anywhere else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some more really exciting stuff happened. Scott, my BIL, got  a new truck and he gave us his old one. Its a 2000 F250 Extended Cab. OMG! Its huge. I think I come up to the side mirror. We went and picked it up today and I drove it. I &lt;3 the truck! I am def a Texas girl. Gotta have my big trucks. I will be taking some pics in the morning. Russ took it to work tonight. We arent sure whos going to be driving it regularly yet. Its who ever has the shortest commute bc the thing is a gas guzzler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a more depressing note, Kelli. Hmmm... where to start. She broke up w/ Daniel. Yay! He was a super loser. I am happy they broke up. But Kellis mom decided it was time to take Melodi. Melodi is already showing signs emotional problems from the environment that Kelli exposed her too. Its tough to get into but Melodi was a having some behavioral problems that went beyond the terrible 2's. Apparently there was alot of fighting over there. So the best thing for Mel is to be w/ my Aunt Julia. Of course this is making Kelli spiral more and more out of control. She ended up in the hospital last night from taking so many pills she couldnt walk/talk. Then she came back over here, slept and then sometime this afternoon tried to leave in the car my gma gave her but my gpa somehow disabled the car. Basically they arent going to contribute to her drug addiction. Our whole family made an agreement that we will be cutting her off. We love her and she is welcome, but we will not provide her w/ any assistance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its hard to sit back and watch a person literally destroy their life. I want to fix her. I know I cant and thats why I'm blogging about it. I will never let her consume me like she has in the past but it doesnt take away from the fact that she is still on my mind and prayers. I wonder where she is in her head. Is she in denial? Does she know she has a problem? Does she care? Is she ever going to be better? Or....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is she going to die?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow thats a bummer. But this is whats going on in my head and I need to get it out somewhere. Her addiction is one of the things in my life that has taught me how important it is to get it out. Sometimes I just wanna box it up, hold on to it for one more day. Until its 4:36 am and I have to let it go so I can start processing other things. Have to purge the box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My box has been quite full lately. Work has been INSANE! I cant even explain it bc you'd never understand but being a supervisor is not as easy as it looks. To have something come down from "above" that is a total moral killer, deliver it, drive it, enforce it, then hopefully produce the results and push it back UP w/ a fight all the way from both sides is extremely stressful. But I can say I am learning alot about myself and how much I can do. I fight for my "people". I work hard and get my team to do the same. I do get the results they're after. Buts I hope this wont be permanent. Well see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday we celebrated Ronnies 18th Bday!! I cant believe hes 18. He's such an awesome young man w/ so much potential. I'm excited to see where he's going. I hope he stays close to the family. But boys are different then girls and my mom and I worry that he'll move away. That would be sad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.... I'm wide awake and its 4:46 so I guess I'll try and catch up w/ my google reader.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-9065602733840721420?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/9065602733840721420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=9065602733840721420' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/9065602733840721420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/9065602733840721420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2009/01/trucks-townhouse-and-kelli-oh-my.html' title='Trucks, Townhouse and Kelli. Oh My!'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-2289115903072626239</id><published>2009-01-08T02:15:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T04:03:28.820-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Havent really blogged lately, this makes up for it</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;This was my horoscope for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, Jan 7th, 2009 --&lt;/strong&gt; Friends or co-workers might annoy you today if they seem unrealistically determined to have their way. You cannot understand how others can be so blind, maintaining their certainty in the face of contradictory facts. Don't try to show them the error of their ways now; it will only make you even more frustrated. They will learn what they need to on their own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL That pretty much summed up the day I had at work. There are a few people who I drive me crazy. For example I have one person who insist on talking to me randomly all thru the day. Seriously I'll hear her talking and about 5 mins later I realize she was talking to me. Oops. I wasnt even listening. I have another person that will come and sit w/ me b4 our shift and during breaks and stuff. Man I am busy. I have about 30 mins to an hour to get the prepared for the day. Sometime it involves stuff that maybe is confidential, like write ups, etc that I cant just do or leave up everytime he comes by. Either way its just easier to get things done when I dont have someone trying to make conversation.&lt;br /&gt;Bottom line is I am busy. I think they think that I just kinda sit there an find stuff to do until they need me. NO WAY! I am so ridiculously busy. I try really hard not to get too stressed out and let them see how many directions I'm being pulled in bc they are my #1 priority, but I still have a boss, manager and director who do expect me to be able to handle 100 things at a time.  Urgh today was stressful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Technically it is Thursday so 6 more days till we move. The countdown is driving me insane. Just in case you dont know where we are going you should go &lt;a href="http://www.greencayevillage.com/index.php"&gt;HERE!!!!!&lt;/a&gt; We are getting the 1132 model. Krystal and I are going to drive Russell CRAZY! LOL I cant wait. I've been looking at bath and bed stuff. Also looking for a washer and dryer. I found a cheap place in town that delivers so that will be good. Dish is coming to install on the 16th. I need to go ahead and schedule the pod to be dropped off on the 15th. Oh... and I need to see if my brothers will be willing to help us unload. Dang it. I've tried pricing internet but they dont reconize our address bc its a new subdivision. I would like to have it installed on the 16th too. Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tummy has been bother me for about a week now. I thought it was just sore from coughing when I was sick but it been on going. And just recently when I eat it hurts really bad. Like I'm really really full. I have a hard time swollowing and its like if I eat one more bite I'll be sick but I have barely eaten anything. Its a very uncomfortable feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My momma went to have tooth pulled the Monday after Christmas and in the Xray reveled a mass. So they did a biopsy. We are still waiting on the results. My momma called me today and I was for sure it was bad news. She never calls me. She just wanted to make sure I had recorded the season premire of Scrubs. LOL I had. I asked her about the dentist. They havent called so she's going to call tomorrow. Super scary times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok well... its 4am. I need to start pretending like I'm going to bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-2289115903072626239?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/2289115903072626239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=2289115903072626239' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/2289115903072626239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/2289115903072626239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2009/01/havent-really-blogged-lately-this-makes.html' title='Havent really blogged lately, this makes up for it'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-2518590108674812605</id><published>2009-01-06T17:11:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T18:12:36.428-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ruined my excited mood</title><content type='html'>Only 8 more days till we move. I am so excited. Krystal and I drove by last night. And then today Russell and I drove by and they were there cleaning the carpet. I wanted to go in and look around but it was raining and cold so... we didnt. Krystal pointed out to me last night that Russell had never even seen the townhouse. Oops. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh my gpa just really pissed me off. He just got on my case about how no one but him cares about Kelli. Thats nonsense. I am just not going to let her problems consume me. He says we should lecture her everytime we see her. Why!?! All she'll do is give you lip service. Lecturing her does nothing but waste your breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway he annoyed me and I'm not interested in blogging now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-2518590108674812605?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/2518590108674812605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=2518590108674812605' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/2518590108674812605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/2518590108674812605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2009/01/ruined-my-excited-mood.html' title='Ruined my excited mood'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-4134859783390938353</id><published>2009-01-01T02:56:00.015-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T04:09:21.308-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Year by Photos</title><content type='html'>First off Happy New Year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/SVyLqhN_axI/AAAAAAAAADc/GUDamyrNPhI/s1600-h/m_1204da43a1044ee4a426100004ec052e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 163px; height: 202px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/SVyLqhN_axI/AAAAAAAAADc/GUDamyrNPhI/s200/m_1204da43a1044ee4a426100004ec052e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286253625213938450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;I am not one to run off 2008. It was a good year to me. I was promoted 3 times. First to TSR 3 the highest level tech at the time. Then to coach and then to advance technical support coach. I cant believe how far I came in one year. I didnt think I would be a good boss but I have proven to myself that I really can do anything. I love my job and am excited to see what 2009 brings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/SVyMJLton2I/AAAAAAAAADk/mgo7q8dCthE/s1600-h/m_dc982c4cf7250d6a6399d040f9128914.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 127px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/SVyMJLton2I/AAAAAAAAADk/mgo7q8dCthE/s200/m_dc982c4cf7250d6a6399d040f9128914.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286254152017026914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;2008 also brought us WOP! In January Krystal and I randomly stumbled onto the $5 wristband (o-power) at Slick Willies and have gone as much as possible since then. She has become my BFF and its been the best time of my life w/ her. We are both too cool fo' skoo'! And we &lt;3 Vanilla Ice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/SVyMfZtk-BI/AAAAAAAAADs/L9Rb6no3Gt0/s1600-h/m_beae41454927d6c3acb251c55791d2c5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 127px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/SVyMfZtk-BI/AAAAAAAAADs/L9Rb6no3Gt0/s200/m_beae41454927d6c3acb251c55791d2c5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286254533732005906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Max got really sick and we (and the vet) thought he wasnt going to make it. He has been really sick before but this was the worse yet. I hope we never have to go thru this again. We are so happy hes ok! Thanks to my momma and Jason for helping with the expensive bills.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/SVyNt9n7u9I/AAAAAAAAAD0/aQ-LcEb6IH0/s1600-h/m_2a92034ff6f144f67c66394f548d78b4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 135px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/SVyNt9n7u9I/AAAAAAAAAD0/aQ-LcEb6IH0/s200/m_2a92034ff6f144f67c66394f548d78b4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286255883401804754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Russell and I have had some hard times in 2008. But I am dedicated to renewing our love. There was a time we never fought (honestly) and loved each other unconditionaly. We fell out of that so slowly we didnt even see the bitterness and uglyness creep in. Of course its more on my side then his and I am trying to work on that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/SVyQTT-4FwI/AAAAAAAAAD8/ikVQZwzejbs/s1600-h/m_bd20bd54268f8b08ec69e3b20bee9953.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 136px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/SVyQTT-4FwI/AAAAAAAAAD8/ikVQZwzejbs/s200/m_bd20bd54268f8b08ec69e3b20bee9953.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286258724082030338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;We had a family reunion in Florida. Krystal and I drove up and stayed in our own room. We had too much fun and our whole family wanted to move to Pensacola after that trip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/SVyRpjrTAQI/AAAAAAAAAEE/RGZQCzlKacU/s1600-h/m_4210fa02ea423b3e4f37514a666bf546.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 127px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/SVyRpjrTAQI/AAAAAAAAAEE/RGZQCzlKacU/s200/m_4210fa02ea423b3e4f37514a666bf546.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286260205763625218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;We got hit by Ike, which was horrible and I swear I will never do again. Even though we evacuated we didnt go far and I regretted that decision at 4 am when Ike was beating on the window of the hotel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/SVyR5ITlF3I/AAAAAAAAAEM/L090cKpCCrY/s1600-h/m_a28f6b33e46e4902be26d416d7bbb22b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 131px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/SVyR5ITlF3I/AAAAAAAAAEM/L090cKpCCrY/s200/m_a28f6b33e46e4902be26d416d7bbb22b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286260473294296946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;My HS BFF had a beautiful baby girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/SVyS9VVRZ_I/AAAAAAAAAEc/NqQlexImYME/s1600-h/m_b9855a0d4d1b40e5b6020e3d429e57b4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/SVyS9VVRZ_I/AAAAAAAAAEc/NqQlexImYME/s200/m_b9855a0d4d1b40e5b6020e3d429e57b4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286261645022160882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;My mom had her 3rd annual Halloween Bash! I was Johnny Cash.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/SVySf6p8NjI/AAAAAAAAAEU/TK27SlMWNdk/s1600-h/m_91641676c4b4485282672986eca0c590.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 177px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/SVySf6p8NjI/AAAAAAAAAEU/TK27SlMWNdk/s200/m_91641676c4b4485282672986eca0c590.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286261139644888626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;My moms BFF got married. And had an awesome reception.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/SVyTA_Ly22I/AAAAAAAAAEk/8Yp1y0MkOEg/s1600-h/m_e23471bc65e44fb1973fd7c84161e820.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/SVyTA_Ly22I/AAAAAAAAAEk/8Yp1y0MkOEg/s200/m_e23471bc65e44fb1973fd7c84161e820.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286261707796306786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;It snowed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last but not least....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/SVyTZqQRw-I/AAAAAAAAAEs/CdDvDPiKrCI/s1600-h/m_8c1ed4d84f9643c2bac013f8a2ad2fa0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 164px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/SVyTZqQRw-I/AAAAAAAAAEs/CdDvDPiKrCI/s200/m_8c1ed4d84f9643c2bac013f8a2ad2fa0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286262131674694626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Russell turned the Big 4-OH!&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/5598820579615639433-4134859783390938353?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/4134859783390938353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=4134859783390938353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/4134859783390938353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/4134859783390938353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2009/01/year-by-photos.html' title='A Year by Photos'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/SVyLqhN_axI/AAAAAAAAADc/GUDamyrNPhI/s72-c/m_1204da43a1044ee4a426100004ec052e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-1066323235872165945</id><published>2008-12-31T03:54:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T04:38:45.395-06:00</updated><title type='text'>For Myspace</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl9.glitter-graphics.net/pub/230/230309j3h5wkrush.gif" border="0" width="240" height="15" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://dl9.glitter-graphics.net/pub/660/660759jzef7rhw6w.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl4.glitter-graphics.net/pub/438/438124dunxiz6x19.png" border="0" width="100" height="100" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl2.glitter-graphics.net/pub/433/433612suq6e3iolo.png" border="0" width="100" height="100" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://dl9.glitter-graphics.net/pub/141/141369vrtjl1uqow.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 101px; height: 101px;" src="http://dl5.glitter-graphics.net/pub/1145/1145415hgmobd98ia.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://dl5.glitter-graphics.net/pub/721/721865z9jwxg9o2n.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 100px; 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height: 99px;" src="http://dl2.glitter-graphics.net/pub/668/668292s7hc6rph6q.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://dl4.glitter-graphics.net/pub/242/242294yed8vmirgi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://dl.glitter-graphics.net/pub/96/96151z5aei92xdj.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl9.glitter-graphics.net/pub/1093/1093089tn5nhuep6b.gif" border="0" width="100" height="100" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl6.glitter-graphics.net/pub/310/310156il1r0wch3x.png" border="0" width="100" height="100" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://dl9.glitter-graphics.net/pub/696/696469d0cps3jjbc.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 100px; 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You post the first line (unedited) from each month's first post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Now, for my blogging year in review:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;January: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;OK this is getting ridiculous.(I was having probs w/ my entry posting)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;February: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;You know whats really crazy? (I had gotten tested for the TSR 3 promotion)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;March: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;You know what I hate about work that isnt really work related?!?! (I was griping about not being able to sleep in on my off days)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;April: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I had quite a busy "weekend". (I did some fun stuff w/ Krystal)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;May: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I havent had much to say. (I hadnt updated in about a week bc my life was boring)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;June: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;How do you handle a recovering addict? (An entry about my cousin Kelli)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;July: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;We got our stimulus check. (So we spent it!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;August: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Ok my super exciting news! (I started covering a team, getting ready for my promotion to coach)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;September: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I got it! (I officially became a coach!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;October:   &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;So this is it. (Ending my blog w/ AOL and my first link to this blog)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;November: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I'm baaaaaaaaack! (I was internet-less for the whole month of Novemeber until this entry on the 29th)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;December: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I am so happy to be back in a home w/ internet and cable. (More from the above topic and talking about trying to catch up w/ my google reader.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Over all my year was great. And I cant wait to start 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-8649304139154321297?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/8649304139154321297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=8649304139154321297' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/8649304139154321297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/8649304139154321297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2008/12/2008-by-blog.html' title='2008 by the Blog'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-8053196602380222781</id><published>2008-12-28T13:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T13:23:04.479-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Update!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just wanted to take a min an update. In the last entry I said the townhouse wouldnt be ready till the 30th. Well I tried calling the lady before I went to work and she didnt return my call before I left so she talked to Russell. Russell reminded her of our situation and then she said she did have another one available on the 15th.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;This lady is a moron! I just wanna sign this lease and be done w/ her. So we are moving on the 15th. Urgh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-8053196602380222781?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/8053196602380222781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=8053196602380222781' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/8053196602380222781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/8053196602380222781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2008/12/update.html' title='Update!'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-2043524426675658050</id><published>2008-12-27T01:54:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T03:48:55.023-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Wii Day!</title><content type='html'>I hope everyone had an awesome Christmas. I know I did. The "eve" was spent at the in laws. Got some good stuff from his family, as usual. Then the big day I woke up early to go to my parents house and open presents w/ my mom, dad, and brothers. I got my mom and dad a digital camera. Its nice to see them in the 21st century. LOL My brother is a senior in HS and my mom is taking pics of his senior football banquet, last HS football game, etc w/ her cell phone camera. I mean it takes ok pics but still. With this she can take the memory card to Walmart/CVS/Walgreens and have them developed. Actually she could even upload them to their websites and then just go pick them up. Its amazing! :-) My mommy got me a........&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/SVXlihWL5vI/AAAAAAAAADM/nbX-io1zvDg/s1600-h/DSC03462_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 247px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/SVXlihWL5vI/AAAAAAAAADM/nbX-io1zvDg/s320/DSC03462_edited.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284382119018882802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a freaking Wii!!!!!! I love it. Krystal got my Price is Right. The fam played it while we were all over at the Dewey's house. Its a fun game. Another gift I was really excited about giving was Krystals Taylor Swift tshirt. She despises her and I knew that so while shopping I saw a Taylor Swift shirt for like $1 so I figured I'd get it and then I set up the presentation perfectly. I told her a few days b4 Christmas that I decided against cookbooks for her (thats what she wanted) and got something else I thought she'd LOVE. Then I hid the rest of the real gifts for her under the couch when I got to her house. When she opened it she was very hacked. It was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 400px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w261.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w261.photobucket.com/albums/ii44/rusrhi/bc6ba622.pbw" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="border-width: 0pt; float: left;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s261.photobucket.com/albums/ii44/rusrhi/?action=view&amp;amp;current=bc6ba622.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="border-width: 0pt; float: left;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Russ and I went on alittle date to Mall of the Mainland and had Villa pizza. My momma used to be the manager there like 5 years ago. The we went to Gamestop and got WiiPlay which I was basically told I had to buy. It comes w/ a wiimote so its way worth the money. What I love so much about the Wii is that Russ is totally into it too! He is not a video game player. He HATES regular games. I was playing the baseball game that is on the Wii Sports that comes w/ it and he was like "oh me next!" LOL I am so glad he likes it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to a new topic that I am not to happy about. The townhouse got pushed back AGAIN! Apparently they called Krystal on her home phone and left a message a few days ago. They didnt call me or Russ or Krystals CELL PHONE!!!!! So Krystal never call bc she assumed they had called me too and then she forgot to mention it. Well Krystal called this morning and they pushed the move in date from the 15th to the 30th bc the people who live there now cant move out bc their new place wont be ready by then. SO WHAT! Thats the same reason we are living w/ my gparents right now. Urgh... I meant to call them myself and see if there was anything we could do or just yell at them some more but I forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing really quick my leg started hurting the other day and now I have a sore and its super swollen. Its hot to the touch and my leg hurts if I move it. I'm thinking it maybe a spider bite? Who knows. But I did take a pic and I'm posting it for ya! The red outline is how big the sore is under my skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/SVX4HP7G1jI/AAAAAAAAADU/NR8BMgrsHuw/s1600-h/DSC03471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/SVX4HP7G1jI/AAAAAAAAADU/NR8BMgrsHuw/s200/DSC03471.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284402541206361650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thats about all for now. I have some pics to upload and then I've off to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS If you click on the leg pic please ignore my embarrassing hairy legs. Which I'm sure all of you will now click on and look at just bc I said that and probably werent going to until then. Damn! Oh well I'm married and its winter. Yeah, thats my excuse.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-2043524426675658050?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/2043524426675658050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=2043524426675658050' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/2043524426675658050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/2043524426675658050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-wii-day.html' title='Happy Wii Day!'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/SVXlihWL5vI/AAAAAAAAADM/nbX-io1zvDg/s72-c/DSC03462_edited.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-5348669312979915976</id><published>2008-12-24T02:02:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T02:47:43.302-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Its Christmas Eve!</title><content type='html'>I cant believe that its Christmas Eve. I am completely finished shopping and wrapping. Russ and I actually went ahead an exchanged gifts last night and tonight. Since he is working again he needed one of his gifts for work. I got him a nice coat, a light jacket, and 2 sweaters. He got me a coat, scarf, gloves, hat, shirt and a Ped Egg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been so sick the last couple days. I was beginning to think it was more then a cold, but I am feeling better tonight. Thank goodness. I really would have been bummed if I was sick on Christmas. I'm just sore now from coughing so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later this afternoon Russ and I are having Christmas at his parents house. Then Thursday morning its opening presents at my momma's house. Then later in the early afternoon is dinner w/ the whole fam at my Aunt Margies. I am so excited about this Christmas. I did really good for gifts and I'm really excited about what I'm getting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Russells 40th birthday on the 19th I got him McGraw cologne, his parents took him out to dinner and got him some nice Justin boots, his brother got him a GC to Academy and he really wanted to stay at a hotel. So after I got off work I found a hotel w/ a vacancy (which was alot harder then I thought it would be) and we checked in around 3am. Since moving in at my gparents house at the end of November we have been sleeping in seperate beds so he wanted a "good" birthday present. We have a very nice time and then checked out at 11am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is the same. I did get alittle bit of a pat on the back from my boss the other day. We had a file "audit" and he went on and on how organized I am. He was saying at the next meeting he wants everyone to come over and check out my cabinet and blah blah blah. But it was a much needed compliment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm about ready to head to bed. Sure has been quiet around here lately comment wise. I guess its that time of year :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-5348669312979915976?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/5348669312979915976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=5348669312979915976' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/5348669312979915976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/5348669312979915976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-christmas-eve.html' title='Its Christmas Eve!'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-6864880650243765617</id><published>2008-12-18T03:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T03:54:25.084-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Have some Kleenex</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;A PET'S TEN COMMANDMENTS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;1.        My life is likely to last 10-15 years.  Any separation from you is likely to be painful.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;2.        Give me time to understand what you want of me.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;3.        Place your trust in me.  It is crucial for my well-being.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;4.        Don't be angry with me for long and don't lock me up as punishment. You have your work, your friends, your entertainment, but I have only you.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;5.        Talk to me.  Even if I don't understand your words, I do understand your voice when speaking to me. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;6.        Be aware that however you treat me, I will never forget it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;7.        Before you hit me, before you strike me, remember that I could hurt you, and yet, I choose not to bite you.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;8.        Before you scold me for being lazy or uncooperative, ask yourself if something might be bothering me. Perhaps I'm not getting the right food, I have been in the sun too long, or my heart might be getting old or weak.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;9.        Please take care of me when I grow old.  You too, will grow old.  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;10.      On the ultimate difficult journey, go with me please.  Never say you can't bear to watch. I don't want to face this alone.  Everything is easier for me if you are there, because I love you so. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Take a moment today to thank God for your pets.  Enjoy and take good care of them. Life would be a much duller, less joyful experience without God's critters. &lt;/em&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;Pass this on to other pet owners.  We do not have to wait for Heaven, to be surrounded by hope, love, and joyfulness.  It is here on earth and has four legs!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-6864880650243765617?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/6864880650243765617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=6864880650243765617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/6864880650243765617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/6864880650243765617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2008/12/have-some-kleenex.html' title='Have some Kleenex'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-7255465655659951436</id><published>2008-12-18T02:06:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T02:57:01.114-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='esteem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleep'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confidence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='job'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='working'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cursive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='presents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='write'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='busy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight'/><title type='text'>6 days till Christmas; 27 till we move!</title><content type='html'>Look over there ------------&gt; I got a new profile pic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is such a busy time of year. I havent hardly had time to stop and create a post. Theres lots of things I've wanted to say but then it comes and goes and I never stopped to type it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is crazy. I'm stressed but managing. Thats all I'm going to say about that. The awesome news is I was supposed to work Christmas Eve and Day, now I'm off on both! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so excited about Christmas. I have got some good gifts for people and that makes me happy. I cant wait to give them and see them happy. Cant say what I got bc my family reads my blog. Hi family!! :-) I am about done w/ shopping. Just a few people left. Things are going well at Gma and Gpa's. We are less then a month away from moving into the town house. We have an address and everything. So exciting. Russell has a job now. And not only that hes been getting multiple calls a day for interviews. So we are going to try and push for more money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have 5 things I am supposed to finish for that Meme.&lt;br /&gt;11. I love Love LOVE! to sleep. I fall alseep very quickly if I lay in a bed. Or lay down anywhere really. I get that from my mom. But I dont like to sleep too long. Urgh... thats a horrible feeling.&lt;br /&gt;12. I have an amazing amount of self confidence and esteem. I dont know how or why or anything like that. I just know that I'm awesome and theres nothing you can say or do to make me feel otherwise. Thanks MOM! I hope that when I'm a mom I can pass that to my child bc my mom did a great job of that.&lt;br /&gt;13. I really love my job. I know I complain sometimes but over all its really been a blessing to me and I have high hopes to make it far w/ this company.&lt;br /&gt;14. I realized just last weekend I have an amazing ability to write on cakes IN CURSIVE!!! It looks so awesome.&lt;br /&gt;And I know this last one is going to sound weird...&lt;br /&gt;15. I am afraid to lose weight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-7255465655659951436?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/7255465655659951436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=7255465655659951436' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/7255465655659951436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/7255465655659951436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2008/12/6-days-till-christmas-27-till-we-move.html' title='6 days till Christmas; 27 till we move!'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-6979764822457108157</id><published>2008-12-12T02:27:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T03:40:47.164-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It snowed, in South Texas!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/SUIxb3k66-I/AAAAAAAAACs/1bMUcxRoZvU/s1600-h/DSC03359_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/SUIxb3k66-I/AAAAAAAAACs/1bMUcxRoZvU/s320/DSC03359_edited.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278836068076678114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday while I was at work I got a message from my momma that said it was snowing. I couldnt believe it so on my first break I went outside and sure enough it was snowing. And not alittle bit. It snowed for hours. It wasnt sticking to the concrete but it was on everything else. It was so pretty driving home and seeing everything white. But by morning it was all gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/SUIwlVLSSgI/AAAAAAAAACk/wvJQHdYuZvY/s1600-h/DSC03369_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/SUIwlVLSSgI/AAAAAAAAACk/wvJQHdYuZvY/s320/DSC03369_edited.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278835131129416194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was tagged to write 15 interesting things about myself. Tag 15 people, explain why you tagged them. Blah Blah Blah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I have recently realized that I have a serious celebrity crush on Tim McGraw. It really bad. Like my stomach feels all funny and I start breathing weird. Urgh... its bad.&lt;br /&gt;2. I love to buy new socks and underwear. A brand new pair of either one is like the best feeling ever.&lt;br /&gt;3. I have recently found out I dont like being sucked up to. As a supervisor I've noticed that there are "teachers pets" and I cant stand it.&lt;br /&gt;4. I secretly want to be a stand up comedian. That would be my dream job. I really get a boost when I make people laugh. I have had a few people say that I'm very witty, quick and always good for a laugh and that was the best day ever.&lt;br /&gt;5. I really want to have the perfect marriage. I used to think I did. Now I'm working to bring that feeling back. Its hard work but deep down I believe that sometimes its supposed to be hard. The hard times are when you grow as a couple.&lt;br /&gt;6. I dont understand people who dont believe in God. Simple as that. I just dont get it.&lt;br /&gt;7. I love PJ's. Recently at work we have had PJ day its like the coolest thing ever.&lt;br /&gt;8. I quit smoking cold turkey! Its almost been a year. I always said I knew that I wasnt addicted but no one every believed me. Well they were wrong! So HA!&lt;br /&gt;9. I am very interested in doing some sorta project/website about the crosses you find on the freeways and roads. I want to take a pic and try to find as much info about that person. Kinda like a tribute.&lt;br /&gt;10. There is a picture I have been waiting to take for a few years. I wont tell you what that pic is. But I drive by everyday and it will be an awesome pic one day.&lt;br /&gt;This will have to be To Be Continued bc I'm sleepy and I cant think anymore.&lt;br /&gt;R&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-6979764822457108157?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/6979764822457108157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=6979764822457108157' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/6979764822457108157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/6979764822457108157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2008/12/it-snowed-in-south-texas.html' title='It snowed, in South Texas!!'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/SUIxb3k66-I/AAAAAAAAACs/1bMUcxRoZvU/s72-c/DSC03359_edited.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-2226998466299771985</id><published>2008-12-09T00:58:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:49:36.059-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pills and WOP!</title><content type='html'>I'm all doped up so if this entry doesnt make any sense I apologize now.&lt;br /&gt;My back has been hurting lately. I think its bc I'm trying to get used to a diff bed. Since we are staying at my gparents house we just kept our bed in storage until we move. So yeah I took some vicodian and I am feeling it for sure.&lt;br /&gt;Today at work I found out that we are probably going to be getting another raise. Yeah... I know! Our director has been pushing since July and it looks like that corporate has finally accepted the offer. I guess we'll probably hear more after the first of the year. I'm not holding my breath on this one bc I'm not positive it will include advanced tech supp supervisors. But man if it does... I am going to go crazy!!&lt;br /&gt;Also they have brought back the mandatory 6th day again. So for the next 3 weeks we only have one day off. During the meeting we voted on if we, as coaches, would rather watch more agents during the week and not have to work a 6th day OR just watch our teams and work a 6th day. I voted for work a 6th day but I was out voted so I am not going to lose my days off. I'm excited about that but at the same time I feel bad for my agents how have to come in. On the other hand they arent salary so they get paid and I dont! And then I dont feel bad :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so excited to say that since I was promoted my schedule changed and I now have Tuesdays off again. Which means that tomorrow is.... WOP!!! Krystal and I have been counting down since 2 weeks ago. So tomorrow we are going to Sushi Coast and then heading over to Slick Willies. Very exciting stuff. I can hardly wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm ok well I'm uploading some pics and then going to spend some time w/ Russ so goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;R&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-2226998466299771985?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/2226998466299771985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=2226998466299771985' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/2226998466299771985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/2226998466299771985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2008/12/pills-and-wop.html' title='Pills and WOP!'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-265457499136156625</id><published>2008-12-06T03:04:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T03:38:51.830-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What an eye opener</title><content type='html'>I recently met someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not what you think. Its actually good for Russell and I. This man is going thru a separation w/ his wife. I have actually known this person for about 2 years but recently I noticed he was looking down and he opened up to me. I'm not sure why. We have never really discussed anything personal before. But he completely opened up to me. After he told me some of his story I told him about how Russ and I have been kinda struggling. And for the past week we have talked a few times and its been a real eye opener.&lt;br /&gt;I was telling Russ that I am his wife and he is Russ. So its like being able to hear Russ w/o being tied up w/ all my own emotions. Its made me realize how much the things we say can really hurt the ones you love.&lt;br /&gt;This new found friendship has also made me appreciate my marriage. I am so lucky to have a man who loves me enough to fight for me. Even when I think I am ready to end it all, he'd never let it go w/o a fight. And thats so important. But what I really want is to get back that feeling of true love that seems to have disappeared. I wanna feel like newlyweds again. We need to rekindle the spark. We need a "love retreat." Its so easy to let everyday get in your marriage and it slowly destroys it. Not cool!&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... I have some planning to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-265457499136156625?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/265457499136156625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=265457499136156625' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/265457499136156625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/265457499136156625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-eye-opener.html' title='What an eye opener'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-1366099706486015082</id><published>2008-12-06T02:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T02:52:57.123-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Meme</title><content type='html'>Four jobs I've had -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Nanny&lt;br /&gt;2. Supervisor&lt;br /&gt;3. Tech support&lt;br /&gt;4. cashier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four movies I could watch over and over -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Pretty Women&lt;br /&gt;2. Dazed and Confused&lt;br /&gt;3. Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory&lt;br /&gt;4. The Simpsons Movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four places I've lived -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Webster, TX&lt;br /&gt;2. Alvin, TX&lt;br /&gt;3. League City, TX&lt;br /&gt;4. Baton Rouge, LA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four TV shows I love -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Scrubs&lt;br /&gt;2. J&amp;amp;K+8&lt;br /&gt;3. Simpsons&lt;br /&gt;4. Hole in the Wall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four places I've vacationed -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Pensacola, FL&lt;br /&gt;2. New Orleans, LA&lt;br /&gt;3. Columbia, SC&lt;br /&gt;4. New Braunsfels, TX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four of my favorite dishes -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Tator tot casserole&lt;br /&gt;2. taco pizzza (that my gma makes)&lt;br /&gt;3. chicken pizza (that I make)&lt;br /&gt;4. fried rice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four favorite drinks -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Dr Pepper&lt;br /&gt;2. Sprite&lt;br /&gt;3. Carmel Fraps&lt;br /&gt;4. slushes from Sonic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four sites I visit daily -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. myspace&lt;br /&gt;2. my personal email&lt;br /&gt;3. google reader&lt;br /&gt;4. my blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four places I'd rather be right now -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I'm think the bed is starting to call me&lt;br /&gt;2. oh in our townhouse&lt;br /&gt;3....&lt;br /&gt;4....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-1366099706486015082?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/1366099706486015082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=1366099706486015082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/1366099706486015082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/1366099706486015082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2008/12/another-meme.html' title='Another Meme'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-422691111010955232</id><published>2008-12-02T13:31:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T13:49:08.977-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick</title><content type='html'>Well I believe I have made it thru the stomach bug that was passed around the family. I am so glad. I am an &lt;a href="http://www.helium.com/items/870467-emetophobia-fear-of-vomiting"&gt;emetophobic&lt;/a&gt;. Its very hard for me to cope when something like that is going around. I get panic attacks almost. So I am very glad its done and over with.&lt;br /&gt;We had a meeting yesterday before training started. It went well. They all welcomed me warmly and w/ sincerity. So I have a few more people on my side then I thought. Its all so overwhelming right now. I keep getting these emails that say stuff like just get w/ Rhianna and she'll do such and such. I feel like they've all thrown stuff on me that I'm just expected to know how to do. Training is going well though. Its just advance tech training. I'm good w/ that sorta thing :-)&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... well I need to finish getting ready for work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;R&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-422691111010955232?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/422691111010955232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=422691111010955232' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/422691111010955232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/422691111010955232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2008/12/quick.html' title='Quick'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-8366466008241035151</id><published>2008-12-01T03:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T03:20:07.227-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Meme</title><content type='html'>FAVORITE TV SHOWS:&lt;br /&gt;1. Scrubs&lt;br /&gt;2. Office&lt;br /&gt;3. Simpsons&lt;br /&gt;4. The Soup&lt;br /&gt;5. J&amp;amp;K+8&lt;br /&gt;6. The Biggest Loser&lt;br /&gt;7. Trashy reality on VH1 and E!&lt;br /&gt;8. Real World&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THINGS THAT HAPPENED YESTERDAY&lt;br /&gt;1. packed&lt;br /&gt;2. cleaned&lt;br /&gt;3. ate sushi&lt;br /&gt;4. got pulled over&lt;br /&gt;5. tried to do payroll&lt;br /&gt;6. picked up brothers&lt;br /&gt;7. took bro's to CiCi's for lunch&lt;br /&gt;8. took a nap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAVORITE PLACES TO EAT&lt;br /&gt;1. Sushi Coast&lt;br /&gt;2. Luna's&lt;br /&gt;3. La Cassita&lt;br /&gt;4. Chili's&lt;br /&gt;5. Schlotsky's&lt;br /&gt;6. at home&lt;br /&gt;7. Village Seafood and Pizza&lt;br /&gt;8. at families houses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THINGS I’M LOOKING FORWARD TO:&lt;br /&gt;1. Starting my new position&lt;br /&gt;2. Christmas&lt;br /&gt;3. the townhouse&lt;br /&gt;4. Russell getting back to work&lt;br /&gt;5. living w/ Krystal&lt;br /&gt;6. WOP&lt;br /&gt;7. Russell getting a job&lt;br /&gt;8. Christmas shopping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WISH LIST&lt;br /&gt;1. a job for Russell :-)&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://www.sodaclubusa.com/default.htm?r=0"&gt;soda maker&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Nintendo DS&lt;br /&gt;4. Pictionary Man&lt;br /&gt;5. a new car for Russ&lt;br /&gt;6. stuff for the townhouse&lt;br /&gt;7. new clothes for work&lt;br /&gt;8. a baby one day...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-8366466008241035151?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/8366466008241035151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=8366466008241035151' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/8366466008241035151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/8366466008241035151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2008/12/meme.html' title='Meme'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-5096610395223103616</id><published>2008-12-01T02:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T02:58:41.283-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Keeping the germs away, so far!</title><content type='html'>I am so happy to be back in a home w/ internet and cable. Of course when I logged into my google reader I had 800 entries! 800! I am slowly making a dent but its slow and it will just keep building bc you continue to write. How dare you not take a break while I catch up. I'm at &lt;strike&gt;587&lt;/strike&gt; 576. I want to read most of it, I will try to read most of it, but I find myself speed reading and skimming. Oh well, I'm sure I have your forgiveness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today we turned in our keys for the apt. We moved into that place June 10, 2006. It was our first place after quitting our jobs in Baton Rouge and coming home. It was a bitter sweet moment. I'm glad to be outta that place. Especially considering the women who was trying to seduce Russell. But also the manager was a bitch. Maintence sucked. They had stupid policies. At the same time I will miss being in Alvin. Its a quiet small town and my work was so close. Literally less then 5 mins away. I am excited about the townhouse if we ever get there. And I'm hoping things go smoothly at the gparents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to be so busy this week. I start Dr Dish training tomorrow which is M-F, I also have a system meeting. I have some other training this week too, probably Weds. I just really hope I dont end up w/ this stomach bug. If I'm right I wont have a day off till next Mon bc my schedule is changing again. I enjoyed my weekends while they lasted. I think my new schedule is Wed-Sun 4:30-1am. I want days so bad. But that will be awhile. Cant complain, I love that I will be getting this promotion. I know some people at work are being ugly but I will not let it bring me down. I'm over it. You know why bc they'd never say anything to my face anyway bc they know the reason I got the promotion. I deserved it. Period!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway its late and I still have 2 Meme's that I stole from some blogs I've been catching up on.&lt;br /&gt;R&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-5096610395223103616?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/5096610395223103616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=5096610395223103616' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/5096610395223103616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/5096610395223103616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2008/12/keeping-germs-away-so-far.html' title='Keeping the germs away, so far!'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-9016964538540244854</id><published>2008-11-29T21:42:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T22:15:36.334-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dont hate the player, Hate the game!</title><content type='html'>I'm baaaaaaaaack!&lt;br /&gt;Did ya miss me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you did. I missed y'all too. I have some news. Some exciting stuff has happened. First off I got promoted again. About 2 weeks ago when I came into work my manager and another manager called me over and congratulated me on being #1 in the center for performance. They had said I had taken a team and in just a few weeks taken them from the bottom to the top. I was what they were looking for in all the coaches and then the other manager offered me a position as a Dr Dish Coach. Basically its an advanced supervisor position.&lt;br /&gt;This is a huge promotion. Its something I was hoping to get in like a year or 2. And it comes w/ a nice pay raise. $10,000 more a year! So now I'll be making about $40,000! I cant believe I'm 26, no college degree and I'm making as much as my people w who went to college for 4 years!&lt;br /&gt;Of course I knew this would cause problems w/ people at work and I was right. Cody, the guy taking over my team, said that everyone who he's told that he's taking my team has said how they didnt like me. I know its because I'm new and came in and did a better job then them. They're jealous. And they'll get over it but at the same time I dont wanna be the person everyone hates. It hurts my feelings. I didnt ask for this position. I didnt even fill out an application for this position. The manager saw my numbers and thought I was best for the job. Oh well.... I'll just stick to the ones who I know arent talking about me behind my back. Stupid HS bullshit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are pretty much all moved out of the apt. We did end up having to move into my gparents house until Jan. The townhouse is going to be ready until then. Which is a bummer, but at the same time we'll have a chance to pay off some small bills. And save! I want to start a savings and get 3 months of income into. Thats what finiancialist say is best.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of money, Russ still isnt working. Hoepfully he will find something soon. Also gas is awesome! In our area its $1.52 a gal. I got a full tank for $15!! Its the perfect time for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyones Thanksgiving was good. Our family had a stomach bug disaster. So Russ and I decided to leave. I'm glad we made that decision bc so far 1/2 the people are now sick. I really cant afford to be sick. I start Dr Dish training on Monday. I cant miss anydays. I know I'm now in living in my gparents house where the germs came from but hopefully its been enough days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just wanted to update. I've missed my blog! And my blogger friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rhianna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS Obama is our new President!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-9016964538540244854?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/9016964538540244854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=9016964538540244854' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/9016964538540244854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/9016964538540244854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2008/11/dont-hate-player-hate-game.html' title='Dont hate the player, Hate the game!'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-2146564857935493232</id><published>2008-10-31T23:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T23:48:46.430-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No more internet</title><content type='html'>So my internet is off and I dont plan on turning it back on till we move. Of course we pushed the move date back so I may cave and turn it back on bc I cant live w/o the internet. We'll see how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;Russell still doesnt have a job. He had a 1st and 2nd interview w/ some company last Friday but still no word. He's been calling everyday. Hopefully something will happen soon.&lt;br /&gt;My moms halloween party was last Friday. It was so much fun. I was Johnny Cash. I wore all black, dyed my hair black and had a name tag that said Hello My Name is... and I stuck fake money all over me.&lt;br /&gt;Then Saturday night was Patti and Daves Reception. Very nice.&lt;br /&gt;I have pic from both nights but I dont feel like loading them right now.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I'll be on as much as possible.&lt;br /&gt;R&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-2146564857935493232?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/2146564857935493232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=2146564857935493232' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/2146564857935493232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/2146564857935493232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2008/10/no-more-internet.html' title='No more internet'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-4972235909110766402</id><published>2008-10-23T08:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T09:26:37.159-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Brrr. Its cold outside.</title><content type='html'>OMG! A cold front came thru last night. We had our windows open before we went to bed and I am so glad we closed them bc it got even colder. I love it, for now at least. I finally get to wear that really cute sweater to work that I got on sale in June for $3.&lt;br /&gt;My mom is having her 3rd annual Halloween Party on Friday. Its so much fun bc she gets a DJ! Seriously that is so cool. I cant figure out what I wanna be. I had an idea like 2 months ago but it didnt ban out. So now I'm scrambling. Having the last week of coach training this week wasnt good for me. I dont get off till 8 and the party starts at 8. Thats fine I'll just go straight there. I just dont feel as prepared costume wise.&lt;br /&gt;Things are getting better w/ Russ and I. We arent back 100% but... we are working on it. I dont know what I'm more upset about him lying or just how he lost the job. IDK. There wont be any quick fix for this, as much as Russell hates that. I dont know what my plan is. I think the hardest thing is that my head wants one thing and my heart wants another. Plus staying here while waiting for him to get a job....&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. This is hard.&lt;br /&gt;Rhi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-4972235909110766402?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/4972235909110766402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=4972235909110766402' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/4972235909110766402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/4972235909110766402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2008/10/brrr-its-cold-outside.html' title='Brrr. Its cold outside.'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-3040426200974583934</id><published>2008-10-20T06:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T07:28:59.378-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It has to be said?</title><content type='html'>I just wanted to make a quick entry about a commercial I just saw for some kids cough medicine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the fine print about half-way thru the commercial it says "Do not use to make your kid sleepy."&lt;br /&gt;Or something along those lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-3040426200974583934?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/3040426200974583934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=3040426200974583934' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/3040426200974583934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/3040426200974583934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2008/10/it-has-to-be-said.html' title='It has to be said?'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-2086293786968847131</id><published>2008-10-19T10:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T04:09:33.617-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='divorce'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='liar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fired'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='husbands'/><title type='text'>Big news</title><content type='html'>Something really big and crazy happened this week but I couldn't blog about it immediately bc my internet was messed up and now I don't really wanna hash everything out. Buuuuuut.... I feel like it deserves to be mentioned. Buuuuuuuuuuuuuhhhhhht.... It cant just "be mentioned" its a long story.&lt;br /&gt;So Russell got laid off last Friday right? Then On Sunday he punched a hole in the wall. He never made it outta the house on Monday to go look for a job. Then on Tuesday he came back home after only being gone for about an hour. Apparently when he was on his way to the Work Source he got a phone call from the Justice of the Peace, saying he had a warrant. He got the warrant for hot checks. A few months ago we were on a payment plan to pay them all off. Well we werent being so great about paying on time, so they sent us a letter basically saying pay them off now. Somehow we got the money and paid. I had told Russell I wanted him to get a balance after he paid so we could see it was paid in full. Well he didnt do that but whatev now he has this warrant and we have to pay or he cant get a job. So I give him the money. The money came from the deposit for the new place. Krystal would kill me if she knew. But I figured it would be ok. We could make up the deposit w/ his check or something.&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday he goes out to look again. I wake up around 2 and I have 16 missed calls. He got a flat. URGH!!! Fine. I go to pick him up and hes not where he said he'd be. So I call him and he had told me wrong or I heard wrong, who knows. I get there and I'm pissed off. He is such a curse on my life. I feel like he has all these negative things happening to him all the time and I have to suffer bc of it. Were are fighting the whole way home and hes saying how none of it was his fault. He got laid off, not his fault. The warrant, not his fault. The flat, not his fault. I agree on the flat and job, but still negative things.&lt;br /&gt;When we get home I text my mom and say how hes a curse and she says "you dont even know that he was fired, not laid off!"&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;WHAT!?!?!?! I flipped out. He lost his job for smoking a cigarette in the company truck. He patrols a parking lot. He could have stopped and got out like the 100's of times he has before. But no.... hes too lazy. And it cost him his job. Not to mention this is the 2nd time he has lied to me about being fired. So I told him its over.&lt;br /&gt;As soon as he gets a job I'm moving out. I'm not saying divorce. Separation for now. He has to grow up and stop being so irresponsible. Of course he is freaking out and trying to be all perfect. Nope. I'm not changing my mind. I am leaving when he gets a job.&lt;br /&gt;I cant believe hes done this again...&lt;br /&gt;R&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-2086293786968847131?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/2086293786968847131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=2086293786968847131' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/2086293786968847131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/2086293786968847131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2008/10/big-news.html' title='Big news'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-2700453765017385627</id><published>2008-10-13T04:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T02:23:01.562-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My weekend update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="post-body entry-content"&gt; The wedding was awesome! Russell didnt go but he missed out. Super wedding. Not like any I've been to before. The location was unique. She was wearing a tea length white dress w/ orange polka dots. The girls had on white dresses. Daisy, Joey's daughter wore an orange dress. They were married on an island. Joey and Daisy danced down the "aisle" to Prince's Lets Go Crazy. Tom and the boys were in white linen shirts w/ khaki shorts. I believe everyone was barefoot.&lt;br /&gt;Super cute. Very Joey! They even had fireworks! So jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 320px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w261.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w261.photobucket.com/albums/ii44/rusrhi/068270dd.pbw" width="320" height="240"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="border-width: 0pt; float: left;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was there Kelli called to say she was going to Sunday School today. So we agreed to both go. I got up at the crack of dawn and went. I love church. I miss it so much. I wanna start going every Sunday again. But I have a hard time getting up bc I go to bed so late now w/ my night shift. After church Kelli and I grabbed some lunch. Its been so long since we hung out. Shes really sick. Something is happening to her and the Drs dont know. She cant eat and throws up. Shes been in and out of the hospital a few times since June. They've run all these test on her and cant figure anything out. I really hope they figure something out and its not anything serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got home something happened to our toilet and it was pouring water out. Like alot. I yelled for Russell's help and he came back there w/ 2 towels. But seriously the water was like 2 inches deep. I said to him we'll need maintence w/ a shop-vac. And so he got mad and punched the wall and left a HUGE hole in it!!! I cant figure out why he thought a hole in our hallway wall was going to help?!? LOL Hes silly. No really I was so mad at him for doing that. I mean we are moving soon. Whats his problem? How are we fixing that? Maybe my gpa has some stuff to fix it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was my first one on one w/ my manager. He couldnt think of anything to have me improve on so he made me chose. Urgh! I dont know! He said my teams stats are great. We're #1 in the center for Quality and NPFs. (long story) I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going tomorrow to put down the deposit and turn in the app for the new place. I'm so nervous. I hope they accept us. I dont see why not. I mean we've had some late payments for rent but we always pay and w/ all the crappy fees. No evictions or anything. But I still get really nervous for this type of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Russell starts looking for a job tomorrow too! So hopefully my peaceful feeling is accurate and not some sorta malfuntioning 6th sense. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty. I need to head to bed.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the pics.&lt;br /&gt;Rhi  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="post-footer"&gt; &lt;div class="post-footer-line post-footer-line-1"&gt; &lt;span class="post-author vcard"&gt; Posted by &lt;span class="fn"&gt;Rhianna&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="post-timestamp"&gt; at &lt;a class="timestamp-link" href="http://impossibledreamthe.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-weekend-update.html" rel="bookmark" title="permanent link"&gt;&lt;abbr class="published" title="2008-10-13T04:17:00-05:00"&gt;4:17 AM&lt;/abbr&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="reaction-buttons"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="star-ratings"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="post-comment-link"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="post-backlinks post-comment-link"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="post-icons"&gt; &lt;span class="item-control blog-admin pid-2024446505"&gt; &lt;a href="post-edit.g?blogID=3817817277545868557&amp;amp;postID=7059527278486451670" title="Edit Post"&gt; &lt;img alt="" class="icon-action" src="img/icon18_edit_allbkg.gif" width="18" height="18" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="post-footer-line post-footer-line-2"&gt; &lt;span class="post-labels"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;a name="comments"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;h4&gt; 3 comments:          &lt;/h4&gt; &lt;dl id="comments-block"&gt;&lt;dt class="comment-author blogger-comment-icon" id="c112744260797782724"&gt; &lt;a name="c112744260797782724"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="profile/09728834372398973358" rel="nofollow"&gt;Brittany&lt;/a&gt; said... &lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-body"&gt; &lt;p&gt;Usually apartment places say that you have NO Grace period. But sometimes we have payed on like the 7th when it's due the 1st and they never complain...we always pay eventually so they never have had any issues with us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that happens to everyone. I'm sure you will be accepted! We move next week...i'm so excited.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-footer"&gt; &lt;span class="comment-timestamp"&gt; &lt;a href="http://impossibledreamthe.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-weekend-update.html?showComment=1223916060000#c112744260797782724" title="comment permalink"&gt; October 13, 2008 11:41 AM &lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="item-control blog-admin pid-1835370450"&gt; &lt;a href="delete-comment.g?blogID=3817817277545868557&amp;amp;postID=112744260797782724" title="Delete Comment"&gt; &lt;img src="img/icon_delete13.gif" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt class="comment-author anon-comment-icon" id="c2269976795395348859"&gt; &lt;a name="c2269976795395348859"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ali2u2 said... &lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-body"&gt; &lt;p&gt;I loved the wedding dress her entire wedding sounds awesome. I hope they find out what's wrong with Kelli soon and I pray it's not serious. I am sure thye will accept your app at the new place ya'll have always paid and never any evictions. Tell Kelli hey for me and I am praying for her....&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-footer"&gt; &lt;span class="comment-timestamp"&gt; &lt;a href="http://impossibledreamthe.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-weekend-update.html?showComment=1223932560000#c2269976795395348859" title="comment permalink"&gt; October 13, 2008 4:16 PM &lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="item-control blog-admin pid-2009881721"&gt; &lt;a href="delete-comment.g?blogID=3817817277545868557&amp;amp;postID=2269976795395348859" title="Delete Comment"&gt; &lt;img src="img/icon_delete13.gif" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt class="comment-author blogger-comment-icon" id="c1142069381188792361"&gt; &lt;a name="c1142069381188792361"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="profile/02182766520159643345" rel="nofollow"&gt;Heather&lt;/a&gt; said... &lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-body"&gt; &lt;p&gt;Doesn't aol suck? At least we have a new place to do our journals...and it's nice not to have to lose track of my online friends. Loved those wedding pic's, looked like a blast!! What a cool wedding dress and cake!! Good luck to Russell and finding a job...I'll be praying he finds something soon...and that you get into the new apartment!&lt;br /&gt;xoxo, Heather&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-footer"&gt; &lt;span class="comment-timestamp"&gt; &lt;a href="http://impossibledreamthe.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-weekend-update.html?showComment=1224090300000#c1142069381188792361" title="comment permalink"&gt; October 15, 2008 12:05 PM &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-2700453765017385627?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/2700453765017385627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=2700453765017385627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/2700453765017385627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/2700453765017385627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-weekend-update.html' title='My weekend update'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-3719714128863485167</id><published>2008-10-11T14:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T02:22:04.099-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="post-body entry-content"&gt; Russell got laid off yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am very upset by that but at the same time I have a peaceful feeling that everything will be ok. I know thats strange but I just have this... understanding that this happened for a reason and that he will be lead to something better. When he came home I was napping and he walked back into the bedroom and said I got laid off. I kept waiting for him to say he was joking. Nope. Not this time.&lt;br /&gt;We did ok though. We hadnt been seeing much of each other so we made it into a positive thing. We drove to Galveston. Its weird out there. You'll be driving down the freeway and see a boat in the road. Its crazy. And all the shops that used to be out over the water - Gone. Completely wiped out. The &lt;a href="http://impossibledreamthe.blogspot.com/2008/10/www.balineseroom.net"&gt;Balinese Room&lt;/a&gt; is gone. &lt;span class="body"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I'm surpirsed that place lasted as long as it did. It always looked like a good wind would knock it into the water.&lt;br /&gt;After Galveston we went grocery shopping together and came home cooked. He had requested my yummy homemade pizza. So good.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah pray for Russell to find something quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is my friend Joeys wedding. She was my work BFF while she was at Dish. I cant wait. Her dress is polka dotted!!&lt;br /&gt;Oh and dont hate me but I moved everything from AOL using there xfer thingy and so I have another link that will become my one and only. I will be deleting this one. But dont worry I'll let you all know before hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mkay. I have a headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="post-footer"&gt; &lt;div class="post-footer-line post-footer-line-1"&gt; &lt;span class="post-author vcard"&gt; Posted by &lt;span class="fn"&gt;Rhianna&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="post-timestamp"&gt; at &lt;a class="timestamp-link" href="http://impossibledreamthe.blogspot.com/2008/10/not-again.html" rel="bookmark" title="permanent link"&gt;&lt;abbr class="published" title="2008-10-11T14:26:00-05:00"&gt;2:26 PM&lt;/abbr&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="reaction-buttons"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="star-ratings"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="post-comment-link"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="post-backlinks post-comment-link"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="post-icons"&gt; &lt;span class="item-control blog-admin pid-2024446505"&gt; &lt;a href="post-edit.g?blogID=3817817277545868557&amp;amp;postID=4926933279023337679" title="Edit Post"&gt; &lt;img alt="" class="icon-action" src="img/icon18_edit_allbkg.gif" width="18" height="18" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="post-footer-line post-footer-line-2"&gt; &lt;span class="post-labels"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;a name="comments"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;h4&gt; 5 comments:          &lt;/h4&gt; &lt;dl id="comments-block"&gt;&lt;dt class="comment-author blogger-comment-icon" id="c5866534472639090151"&gt; &lt;a name="c5866534472639090151"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="profile/12326913156476897089" rel="nofollow"&gt;Rachel&lt;/a&gt; said... &lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-body"&gt; &lt;p&gt;I'm glad you know that all will be well.  Good luck to Russell.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-footer"&gt; &lt;span class="comment-timestamp"&gt; &lt;a href="http://impossibledreamthe.blogspot.com/2008/10/not-again.html?showComment=1223758740000#c5866534472639090151" title="comment permalink"&gt; October 11, 2008 3:59 PM &lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="item-control blog-admin pid-246829797"&gt; &lt;a href="delete-comment.g?blogID=3817817277545868557&amp;amp;postID=5866534472639090151" title="Delete Comment"&gt; &lt;img src="img/icon_delete13.gif" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt class="comment-author blogger-comment-icon" id="c39090250629597098"&gt; &lt;a name="c39090250629597098"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="profile/09728834372398973358" rel="nofollow"&gt;Brittany&lt;/a&gt; said... &lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-body"&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hoping he finds something quickly...what was he doing for work?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-footer"&gt; &lt;span class="comment-timestamp"&gt; &lt;a href="http://impossibledreamthe.blogspot.com/2008/10/not-again.html?showComment=1223759280000#c39090250629597098" title="comment permalink"&gt; October 11, 2008 4:08 PM &lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="item-control blog-admin pid-1835370450"&gt; &lt;a href="delete-comment.g?blogID=3817817277545868557&amp;amp;postID=39090250629597098" title="Delete Comment"&gt; &lt;img src="img/icon_delete13.gif" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt class="comment-author blogger-comment-icon" id="c3252720589966762811"&gt; &lt;a name="c3252720589966762811"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="profile/17143502548162174269" rel="nofollow"&gt;Indigo&lt;/a&gt; said... &lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-body"&gt; &lt;p&gt;Let me know and I'll do the move to follow you wherever. Sorry to hear about Russell being laid off, will definitely keep him in my prayers on the smoke he finds something quickly. Your in my thoughts dear friend. (Hugs)Indigo&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-footer"&gt; &lt;span class="comment-timestamp"&gt; &lt;a href="http://impossibledreamthe.blogspot.com/2008/10/not-again.html?showComment=1223764020000#c3252720589966762811" title="comment permalink"&gt; October 11, 2008 5:27 PM &lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="item-control blog-admin pid-261216418"&gt; &lt;a href="delete-comment.g?blogID=3817817277545868557&amp;amp;postID=3252720589966762811" title="Delete Comment"&gt; &lt;img src="img/icon_delete13.gif" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt class="comment-author blogger-comment-icon" id="c6232483565965451861"&gt; &lt;a name="c6232483565965451861"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="profile/04481911261236382752" rel="nofollow"&gt;Rose&lt;/a&gt; said... &lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-body"&gt; &lt;p&gt;My husband got his paycheck a day late this week. Very scary because when we first got married the job he had went bankrupted and they bounced his check. Here's hoping he finds something quick! I think a wedding should have no rules! rose&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-footer"&gt; &lt;span class="comment-timestamp"&gt; &lt;a href="http://impossibledreamthe.blogspot.com/2008/10/not-again.html?showComment=1223778480000#c6232483565965451861" title="comment permalink"&gt; October 11, 2008 9:28 PM &lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="item-control blog-admin pid-658104383"&gt; &lt;a href="delete-comment.g?blogID=3817817277545868557&amp;amp;postID=6232483565965451861" title="Delete Comment"&gt; &lt;img src="img/icon_delete13.gif" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt class="comment-author anon-comment-icon" id="c5046917866209822318"&gt; &lt;a name="c5046917866209822318"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ali2u2 said... &lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-body"&gt; &lt;p&gt;I am praying Russell finds something soon. I did the aol transfer thing and finally got everything fixed. The dress sounds awesome and unique.&lt;br /&gt;Ali&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-footer"&gt; &lt;span class="comment-timestamp"&gt; &lt;a href="http://impossibledreamthe.blogspot.com/2008/10/not-again.html?showComment=1223840100000#c5046917866209822318" title="comment permalink"&gt; October 12, 2008 2:35 PM &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-3719714128863485167?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/3719714128863485167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=3719714128863485167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/3719714128863485167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/3719714128863485167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2008/10/not-again.html' title='Not again.'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-6568855746639569583</id><published>2008-10-08T14:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T02:21:15.990-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy month so far</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="post-body entry-content"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;This stupid transfer thing is so time consuming. I am so busy this month. I hardly ever have time to sit and copy/paste all day. Urgh....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;My parents are back from Vegas. They had a really good time and I watch my bro's for them. It was pretty much uneventful except when I actually got Ronnie to play a board game w/ me. He came outta his room and wasnt using his Xbox. We played Monopoly. Can you believe it!?!?! He kicked my butt too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;I had a dream that we had a baby. Its all Randis fault. I think I had talked to her that day and heard Athena crying in the phone. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Our move date is getting closer and closer. We gave notice at our complex now but still havent put down the deposit over at the new place. That is stressing me out. I'm going to try and find time to do that this week. I need to get that crossed off my list so we can breathe alittle easier. Thats a big one for me and Krystal. I am still so excited to have her as our roommate! I keep finding myself daydreaming about living there and how it will be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Last little note here before I need to get ready for work, Russell went to pay the truck (we go to BOA and pay a teller) and she asked if he wanted to know his balance. We have $175 left!!! The truck is practically paid off!!!! I am so happy. Now shhhhhhh! Dont tell the universe that its paid off, bc we all know what happens when you pay off a vehicle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="post-footer"&gt; &lt;div class="post-footer-line post-footer-line-1"&gt; &lt;span class="post-author vcard"&gt; Posted by &lt;span class="fn"&gt;Rhianna&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="post-timestamp"&gt; at &lt;a class="timestamp-link" href="http://impossibledreamthe.blogspot.com/2008/10/busy-month-so-far.html" rel="bookmark" title="permanent link"&gt;&lt;abbr class="published" title="2008-10-08T14:34:00-05:00"&gt;2:34 PM&lt;/abbr&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="reaction-buttons"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="star-ratings"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="post-comment-link"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="post-backlinks post-comment-link"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="post-icons"&gt; &lt;span class="item-control blog-admin pid-2024446505"&gt; &lt;a href="post-edit.g?blogID=3817817277545868557&amp;amp;postID=793579145053237958" title="Edit Post"&gt; &lt;img alt="" class="icon-action" src="img/icon18_edit_allbkg.gif" width="18" height="18" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="post-footer-line post-footer-line-2"&gt; &lt;span class="post-labels"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;a name="comments"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;h4&gt; 2 comments:          &lt;/h4&gt; &lt;dl id="comments-block"&gt;&lt;dt class="comment-author blogger-comment-icon" id="c5378935287305665093"&gt; &lt;a name="c5378935287305665093"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="profile/09728834372398973358" rel="nofollow"&gt;Brittany&lt;/a&gt; said... &lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-body"&gt; &lt;p&gt;Both of our move's are getting so close! Are you excited??? I am! i can't wait to see pics of your new digs!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-footer"&gt; &lt;span class="comment-timestamp"&gt; &lt;a href="http://impossibledreamthe.blogspot.com/2008/10/busy-month-so-far.html?showComment=1223508180000#c5378935287305665093" title="comment permalink"&gt; October 8, 2008 6:23 PM &lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="item-control blog-admin pid-1835370450"&gt; &lt;a href="delete-comment.g?blogID=3817817277545868557&amp;amp;postID=5378935287305665093" title="Delete Comment"&gt; &lt;img src="img/icon_delete13.gif" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt class="comment-author blogger-comment-icon" id="c8092666767198203783"&gt; &lt;a name="c8092666767198203783"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="profile/04481911261236382752" rel="nofollow"&gt;Rose&lt;/a&gt; said... &lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-body"&gt; &lt;p&gt;oh God I've paid off two!!  The bad thing is some other bill comes up to take it's place!!  rose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://everythingisgoingtobeallright2.blogspot.com/&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-footer"&gt; &lt;span class="comment-timestamp"&gt; &lt;a href="http://impossibledreamthe.blogspot.com/2008/10/busy-month-so-far.html?showComment=1223565960000#c8092666767198203783" title="comment permalink"&gt; October 9, 2008 10:26 AM &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-6568855746639569583?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/6568855746639569583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=6568855746639569583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/6568855746639569583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/6568855746639569583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2008/10/busy-month-so-far.html' title='Busy month so far'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-3267997369300690132</id><published>2008-10-03T03:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T02:20:30.841-05:00</updated><title type='text'>All messed up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="post-body entry-content"&gt; Urgh, so if you have me on your reader the post are all going to be out of order while I'm transferring everything over.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the confusion.&lt;br /&gt;Rhi  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="post-footer"&gt; &lt;div class="post-footer-line post-footer-line-1"&gt; &lt;span class="post-author vcard"&gt; Posted by &lt;span class="fn"&gt;Rhianna&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="post-timestamp"&gt; at &lt;a class="timestamp-link" href="http://impossibledreamthe.blogspot.com/2008/10/all-mesed-up.html" rel="bookmark" title="permanent link"&gt;&lt;abbr class="published" title="2008-10-03T03:40:00-05:00"&gt;3:40 AM&lt;/abbr&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="reaction-buttons"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="star-ratings"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="post-comment-link"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="post-backlinks post-comment-link"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="post-icons"&gt; &lt;span class="item-control blog-admin pid-2024446505"&gt; &lt;a href="post-edit.g?blogID=3817817277545868557&amp;amp;postID=8065049169287877309" title="Edit Post"&gt; &lt;img alt="" class="icon-action" src="img/icon18_edit_allbkg.gif" width="18" height="18" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="post-footer-line post-footer-line-2"&gt; &lt;span class="post-labels"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;a name="comments"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;h4&gt; 3 comments:          &lt;/h4&gt; &lt;dl id="comments-block"&gt;&lt;dt class="comment-author blogger-comment-icon" id="c8998211024224160646"&gt; &lt;a name="c8998211024224160646"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="profile/09728834372398973358" rel="nofollow"&gt;Brittany&lt;/a&gt; said... &lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-body"&gt; &lt;p&gt;I guess i'm kinda glad that I had Just started my journal on AOL over there...nothing to transfer! but for the people that have 5 years worth of entries..Oh BOY!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-footer"&gt; &lt;span class="comment-timestamp"&gt; &lt;a href="http://impossibledreamthe.blogspot.com/2008/10/all-mesed-up.html?showComment=1223036820000#c8998211024224160646" title="comment permalink"&gt; October 3, 2008 7:27 AM &lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="item-control blog-admin pid-1835370450"&gt; &lt;a href="delete-comment.g?blogID=3817817277545868557&amp;amp;postID=8998211024224160646" title="Delete Comment"&gt; &lt;img src="img/icon_delete13.gif" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt class="comment-author blogger-comment-icon" id="c4591295631832010961"&gt; &lt;a name="c4591295631832010961"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="profile/17143502548162174269" rel="nofollow"&gt;Indigo&lt;/a&gt; said... &lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-body"&gt; &lt;p&gt;Understandable hon! Do what you need to get yourself settled in. (Hugs)Indigo&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-footer"&gt; &lt;span class="comment-timestamp"&gt; &lt;a href="http://impossibledreamthe.blogspot.com/2008/10/all-mesed-up.html?showComment=1223046600000#c4591295631832010961" title="comment permalink"&gt; October 3, 2008 10:10 AM &lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="item-control blog-admin pid-261216418"&gt; &lt;a href="delete-comment.g?blogID=3817817277545868557&amp;amp;postID=4591295631832010961" title="Delete Comment"&gt; &lt;img src="img/icon_delete13.gif" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt class="comment-author blogger-comment-icon" id="c8640110550158317040"&gt; &lt;a name="c8640110550158317040"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="profile/12326913156476897089" rel="nofollow"&gt;Rachel&lt;/a&gt; said... &lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-body"&gt; &lt;p&gt;Wow. You're going to a lot of trouble for this thing. I'm lazy. I hope they have a way to easily transfer, because I don't care if they just transfer it all to another blogger journal, and I'll have it to link to in my about me" section. Also, all of the pictures and everything exist on my external hard drive, so they're safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said, I'm lazy.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-footer"&gt; &lt;span class="comment-timestamp"&gt; &lt;a href="http://impossibledreamthe.blogspot.com/2008/10/all-mesed-up.html?showComment=1223174280000#c8640110550158317040" title="comment permalink"&gt; October 4, 2008 9:38 PM &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-3267997369300690132?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/3267997369300690132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=3267997369300690132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/3267997369300690132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/3267997369300690132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2008/10/all-messed-up.html' title='All messed up'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-4687002070262865219</id><published>2008-10-02T14:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T01:43:05.632-05:00</updated><title type='text'>FYI</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;Just wanted to swing by really quick and let y'all know I'm deleting entries as I repost them in blogger.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;Rhi&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/5598820579615639433-4687002070262865219?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/4687002070262865219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=4687002070262865219' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/4687002070262865219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/4687002070262865219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2008/10/fyi.html' title='FYI'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-8472477597390325419</id><published>2008-10-02T02:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T02:19:45.233-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Get over it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="post-body entry-content"&gt; I am slooooooooooowly getting everything transferred over. I'm so glad that blogger allows changes to the time and dates. I mean I could have waited for AOL to transfer everything but I could trust them to handle my 3 years of memories and such.&lt;br /&gt;I'm back w/ my team doing the coach thing. Man, I am one busy woman. Its alot of hard work but I'm learning how to handle me time well. The stress is insane. I never imagined. Its always something. You never have time to yourself to just breathe. But you know what..... I love it! Honestly. I am so happy to be here. I love going to work everyday. I wanted this promotion so bad.&lt;br /&gt;Today was rough bc we had alot of upset customers over our Obama channel. "We" offered the space/channels to all political parties and only Obama's peeps took us up on it. So we have been bombarded by calls from republicans. Well theres nothing we are going to do about it. At least for now. They paid for the channel and we have stated that its not an endorsement for Obama. So yeah, I had to deal w/ that today and probably for a few days. If you dont like it change the channel! I mean its not like you are forced to watch ANYTHING!!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I dont feel like doing any copy/pasting tonight. I wanna popsicle, stretch out on coach and watch some Obama TV! LOL J/K I dont have Dish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;R  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="post-footer"&gt; &lt;div class="post-footer-line post-footer-line-1"&gt; &lt;span class="post-author vcard"&gt; Posted by &lt;span class="fn"&gt;Rhianna&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="post-timestamp"&gt; at &lt;a class="timestamp-link" href="http://impossibledreamthe.blogspot.com/2008/10/get-over-it.html" rel="bookmark" title="permanent link"&gt;&lt;abbr class="published" title="2008-10-02T02:20:00-05:00"&gt;2:20 AM&lt;/abbr&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="reaction-buttons"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="star-ratings"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="post-comment-link"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="post-backlinks post-comment-link"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="post-icons"&gt; &lt;span class="item-control blog-admin pid-2024446505"&gt; &lt;a href="post-edit.g?blogID=3817817277545868557&amp;amp;postID=9169866853582817596" title="Edit Post"&gt; &lt;img alt="" class="icon-action" src="img/icon18_edit_allbkg.gif" width="18" height="18" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="post-footer-line post-footer-line-2"&gt; &lt;span class="post-labels"&gt; Labels: &lt;a href="http://impossibledreamthe.blogspot.com/search/label/Channel" rel="tag"&gt;Channel&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://impossibledreamthe.blogspot.com/search/label/Dish" rel="tag"&gt;Dish&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://impossibledreamthe.blogspot.com/search/label/Network" rel="tag"&gt;Network&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://impossibledreamthe.blogspot.com/search/label/Obama" rel="tag"&gt;Obama&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;a name="comments"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;h4&gt;            1 comments:          &lt;/h4&gt; &lt;dl id="comments-block"&gt;&lt;dt class="comment-author blogger-comment-icon" id="c1876228076680471102"&gt; &lt;a name="c1876228076680471102"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="profile/07846636960805645709" rel="nofollow"&gt;Sharon&lt;/a&gt; said... &lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-body"&gt; &lt;p&gt;but if AOL does "migrate" our jouranls will you have doubles?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-footer"&gt; &lt;span class="comment-timestamp"&gt; &lt;a href="http://impossibledreamthe.blogspot.com/2008/10/get-over-it.html?showComment=1223062320000#c1876228076680471102" title="comment permalink"&gt; October 3, 2008 2:32 PM &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-8472477597390325419?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/8472477597390325419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=8472477597390325419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/8472477597390325419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/8472477597390325419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2008/10/get-over-it.html' title='Get over it!'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-5183087345477041999</id><published>2008-10-01T04:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T02:18:50.773-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This is boring....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="post-body entry-content"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Hello and Welcome to the new home of The Impossible Dream! I'm so glad you have made the move to my new place. Please excuse the mess. I will be transferring every single post and comment (for now) to this blog. I'm thinking I will do a few from the beginning and a few from the end every time I'm online.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;If you came from AOL please please leave me a link to your new place. If you are new leave a link to your blog. Basically if you are reading this leave a link.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Mkay,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="post-footer"&gt; &lt;div class="post-footer-line post-footer-line-1"&gt; &lt;span class="post-author vcard"&gt; Posted by &lt;span class="fn"&gt;Rhianna&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="post-timestamp"&gt; at &lt;a class="timestamp-link" href="http://impossibledreamthe.blogspot.com/2008/10/this-is-boring.html" rel="bookmark" title="permanent link"&gt;&lt;abbr class="published" title="2008-10-01T04:44:00-05:00"&gt;4:44 AM&lt;/abbr&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="reaction-buttons"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="star-ratings"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="post-comment-link"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="post-backlinks post-comment-link"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="post-icons"&gt; &lt;span class="item-control blog-admin pid-2024446505"&gt; &lt;a href="post-edit.g?blogID=3817817277545868557&amp;amp;postID=6500845280777321465" title="Edit Post"&gt; &lt;img alt="" class="icon-action" src="img/icon18_edit_allbkg.gif" width="18" height="18" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="post-footer-line post-footer-line-2"&gt; &lt;span class="post-labels"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;a name="comments"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;h4&gt; 5 comments:          &lt;/h4&gt; &lt;dl id="comments-block"&gt;&lt;dt class="comment-author blogger-comment-icon" id="c6225976346263523080"&gt; &lt;a name="c6225976346263523080"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="profile/07911158226286309695" rel="nofollow"&gt;Oreste&lt;/a&gt; said... &lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-body"&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hello Rhianna, a salute from Rome. Ciao&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-footer"&gt; &lt;span class="comment-timestamp"&gt; &lt;a href="http://impossibledreamthe.blogspot.com/2008/10/this-is-boring.html?showComment=1222855860000#c6225976346263523080" title="comment permalink"&gt; October 1, 2008 5:11 AM &lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="item-control blog-admin pid-852312433"&gt; &lt;a href="delete-comment.g?blogID=3817817277545868557&amp;amp;postID=6225976346263523080" title="Delete Comment"&gt; &lt;img src="img/icon_delete13.gif" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt class="comment-author blogger-comment-icon" id="c4848160474390223252"&gt; &lt;a name="c4848160474390223252"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="profile/14404231680802007082" rel="nofollow"&gt;Randi&lt;/a&gt; said... &lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-body"&gt; &lt;p&gt;I'm here and my reader is updated! AOL needs a punch in the face.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-footer"&gt; &lt;span class="comment-timestamp"&gt; &lt;a href="http://impossibledreamthe.blogspot.com/2008/10/this-is-boring.html?showComment=1222863360000#c4848160474390223252" title="comment permalink"&gt; October 1, 2008 7:16 AM &lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="item-control blog-admin pid-1959983830"&gt; &lt;a href="delete-comment.g?blogID=3817817277545868557&amp;amp;postID=4848160474390223252" title="Delete Comment"&gt; &lt;img src="img/icon_delete13.gif" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt class="comment-author anon-comment-icon" id="c7062756391133644061"&gt; &lt;a name="c7062756391133644061"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brittany said... &lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-body"&gt; &lt;p&gt;I know a site with Layouts for blogger...i was researching for my move as well from AOL....but it's fairly easy to use...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.pyzam.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically you edit the layout and copy and paste the new code into that area...kinda like MySpace.&lt;br /&gt;-Britt&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-footer"&gt; &lt;span class="comment-timestamp"&gt; &lt;a href="http://impossibledreamthe.blogspot.com/2008/10/this-is-boring.html?showComment=1222864440000#c7062756391133644061" title="comment permalink"&gt; October 1, 2008 7:34 AM &lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="item-control blog-admin pid-2009881721"&gt; &lt;a href="delete-comment.g?blogID=3817817277545868557&amp;amp;postID=7062756391133644061" title="Delete Comment"&gt; &lt;img src="img/icon_delete13.gif" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt class="comment-author blogger-comment-icon" id="c8221566049459151519"&gt; &lt;a name="c8221566049459151519"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="profile/17143502548162174269" rel="nofollow"&gt;Indigo&lt;/a&gt; said... &lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-body"&gt; &lt;p&gt;I'm delighted to see you made the move dear friend! (Hugs)Indigo&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-footer"&gt; &lt;span class="comment-timestamp"&gt; &lt;a href="http://impossibledreamthe.blogspot.com/2008/10/this-is-boring.html?showComment=1222875780000#c8221566049459151519" title="comment permalink"&gt; October 1, 2008 10:43 AM &lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="item-control blog-admin pid-261216418"&gt; &lt;a href="delete-comment.g?blogID=3817817277545868557&amp;amp;postID=8221566049459151519" title="Delete Comment"&gt; &lt;img src="img/icon_delete13.gif" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt class="comment-author blogger-comment-icon" id="c208724285774401939"&gt; &lt;a name="c208724285774401939"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="profile/11963222654822114048" rel="nofollow"&gt;ali2u2&lt;/a&gt; said... &lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-body"&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hey Rhi&lt;br /&gt;I found you I have not moved mine yet I will link it when I do.&lt;br /&gt;Ali&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-footer"&gt; &lt;span class="comment-timestamp"&gt; &lt;a href="http://impossibledreamthe.blogspot.com/2008/10/this-is-boring.html?showComment=1222905600000#c208724285774401939" title="comment permalink"&gt; October 1, 2008 7:00 PM &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-5183087345477041999?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/5183087345477041999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=5183087345477041999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/5183087345477041999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/5183087345477041999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2008/10/this-is-boring.html' title='This is boring....'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-6538469641558095860</id><published>2008-10-01T04:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T01:43:31.809-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The End</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;So this is it. This is the end. How sad that I just celebrated my 3 yr anniversary and then turn around and find out AOL is leaving me. I dont know what I did to deserve this.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;Its all good though. I'm on the rebound and found a new man! LOL&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;Heres my new place.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;http://impossibledreamthe.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;Make sure you check me out and let me know you made it safely to the new place.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;Rhianna&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/5598820579615639433-6538469641558095860?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/6538469641558095860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=6538469641558095860' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/6538469641558095860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/6538469641558095860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2008/10/end.html' title='The End'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-1416969418831003962</id><published>2008-09-29T14:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T02:17:38.787-05:00</updated><title type='text'>3 years, a recap.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="post-body entry-content"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt;Wo&lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;. 3 years. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt;Sept 29, 2005-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt;I was 23. I had just started my nanny j&lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;b w/ the Hopkins watching their sweet baby Elizabeth. She was 4 mon&lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;s&lt;/span&gt; old. &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;hat was the whole reason I started this &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;blog&lt;/span&gt;. I sat in there house all day long w/ a new baby who slept &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;ALLLLLLLL&lt;/span&gt; day. So I found stuff to occupy my time. Russell and I were living at my &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;gparents&lt;/span&gt; house. We had recently gotten back from evacuating for Rita and Russ had gone to Beaumont to work hurricane duty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt;Sept 29, 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt;I was sti&lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;l w/ the Hopkins. &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;Ebeth&lt;/span&gt; was 16 &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;mons&lt;/span&gt; old. I knew the job would be ending soon. I had been there for all the big milestones. I love that child. Russell and I are now in our own place. Our 3 yr anniversary is coming up in a few months. &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;Kelli&lt;/span&gt; is sober and pregnant w/ &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;Melodi&lt;/span&gt;. I had started school w/ my &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;BFF&lt;/span&gt;. I finally had my drivers license.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt;Sept 29, 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt;I&lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;was 25. I had been at Dish for almost 1 year. I was about to get my first day shift. &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;. I had finally gotten &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt; at our house. I was selling Avon. (wow! a yr since then) Still in the same apartment. I got my first car. A white Nissan &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;Sentra&lt;/span&gt;. My mom had announced she would be having her 2nd annual Halloween party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt;Sept 29, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt;I am 26. Russell and I have been married for almost 5 yrs. Crazy. We've been thru &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt;. I was promoted to coach after working hard for that promotion. &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;Krystal&lt;/span&gt; and I are super close. &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;Shes&lt;/span&gt; def my &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;bestest&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;BFF&lt;/span&gt; ever!!! :-) &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;I love all my &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;besties&lt;/span&gt;) She will be moving in w/ Russell and I in less then 2 months. Cant WAIT!!! &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;Randi&lt;/span&gt; just had her baby Athena &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;Lirenne&lt;/span&gt;. I still keep in touch &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;/ the Hopkins. Hurricane &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;Ike&lt;/span&gt; actually hit us. Russell is working hard and &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;g&lt;/span&gt;etting at least 40 hrs every week. He is finally making progress. I no longer sell Avon. I got in touch w/ my &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;HS&lt;/span&gt; boyfriend for awhile. I have quit smoking. I know, I know. I still smoke when I drink but &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; the only time. And not every time I drink mainly if I'm in a bar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt;My &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;blog&lt;/span&gt; is outlet. I &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;blog&lt;/span&gt; solely for myself. Yes I enjoy reading comments. I'm glad to see my hit counter going up. I kno&lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;w&lt;/span&gt; my entries can be boring sometimes. Or I mention little things that &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; seem all that important. But honestly... I enjoy going back over my entries a fe&lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;w&lt;/span&gt; months/years later and reading about that time &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;Kelli&lt;/span&gt; pushed me in the pool &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;n April and it was really cold. And then she came running from the &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;ront yard and jumped in w/ her flannel &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;pj's&lt;/span&gt; on. Stuff like that you dont remember after a few months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt;Also this is a great stres&lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;s&lt;/span&gt; reliever for me. When I &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; have the &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt; it was like I had forgotten how to manage stress, but actually I &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;blogged&lt;/span&gt; to relieve stress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt;I never thought I'd still be doing this 3 years later. Hopefully there are more years to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt;And a special thank you to all my readers, especially the ones who take the time to comment. I've "met" &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of really interesting people in this place we call j-land.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt;Have a great day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt;&lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;Rhianna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="post-footer"&gt; &lt;div class="post-footer-line post-footer-line-1"&gt; &lt;span class="post-author vcard"&gt; Posted by &lt;span class="fn"&gt;Rhianna&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="post-timestamp"&gt; at &lt;a class="timestamp-link" href="http://impossibledreamthe.blogspot.com/2008/09/3-years-recap.html" rel="bookmark" title="permanent link"&gt;&lt;abbr class="published" title="2008-09-29T14:46:00-05:00"&gt;2:46 PM&lt;/abbr&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="reaction-buttons"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="star-ratings"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="post-comment-link"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="post-backlinks post-comment-link"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="post-icons"&gt; &lt;span class="item-control blog-admin pid-2024446505"&gt; &lt;a href="post-edit.g?blogID=3817817277545868557&amp;amp;postID=2834914244228690421" title="Edit Post"&gt; &lt;img alt="" class="icon-action" src="img/icon18_edit_allbkg.gif" width="18" height="18" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="post-footer-line post-footer-line-2"&gt; &lt;span class="post-labels"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;a name="comments"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;h4&gt; 4 comments:          &lt;/h4&gt; &lt;dl id="comments-block"&gt;&lt;dt class="comment-author anon-comment-icon" id="c7272979760889379937"&gt; &lt;a name="c7272979760889379937"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ali said... &lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-body"&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hard to believe how much has changed in our lifes since I found your blog 3 years ago. You are so strong and worked soooooo hard to get where you are in your life. I reread some of your old entries and they all broght back memories....&lt;br /&gt;Ali&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-footer"&gt; &lt;span class="comment-timestamp"&gt; &lt;a href="http://impossibledreamthe.blogspot.com/2008/09/3-years-recap.html?showComment=1222854600000#c7272979760889379937" title="comment permalink"&gt; October 1, 2008 4:50 AM &lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="item-control blog-admin pid-2009881721"&gt; &lt;a href="delete-comment.g?blogID=3817817277545868557&amp;amp;postID=7272979760889379937" title="Delete Comment"&gt; &lt;img src="img/icon_delete13.gif" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt class="comment-author anon-comment-icon" id="c7987002835545380961"&gt; &lt;a name="c7987002835545380961"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Britt said... &lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-body"&gt; &lt;p&gt;It takes A LOT to still be blogging after 3 years! A lot of people start blogs but never continue them year after year! So Congrats on that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comments are always great...because if you blog about a specific issue in your life and someone can add their two cents in, it proves that people enjoy reading what you write and that there are people out there that can relate...if only people could take time to read your blog after you read theirs though...I've commented in several blogs...ACTUALLY READ their entries word for word and they never took the time to come read me...that's selfish bloggers and i hate those. I usually stop reading those people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glad i stumbled across you though&lt;br /&gt;-Britt&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-footer"&gt; &lt;span class="comment-timestamp"&gt; &lt;a href="http://impossibledreamthe.blogspot.com/2008/09/3-years-recap.html?showComment=1222854600001#c7987002835545380961" title="comment permalink"&gt; October 1, 2008 4:50 AM &lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="item-control blog-admin pid-2009881721"&gt; &lt;a href="delete-comment.g?blogID=3817817277545868557&amp;amp;postID=7987002835545380961" title="Delete Comment"&gt; &lt;img src="img/icon_delete13.gif" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt class="comment-author anon-comment-icon" id="c3460364646055521138"&gt; &lt;a name="c3460364646055521138"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Britt said... &lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-body"&gt; &lt;p&gt;Looks as though this will be your last year :(&lt;br /&gt;AOL Journals has decided to close it's doors as of October 31st 2008! I just found out about it via the AOL Community Blog :(&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-footer"&gt; &lt;span class="comment-timestamp"&gt; &lt;a href="http://impossibledreamthe.blogspot.com/2008/09/3-years-recap.html?showComment=1222854600002#c3460364646055521138" title="comment permalink"&gt; October 1, 2008 4:50 AM &lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="item-control blog-admin pid-2009881721"&gt; &lt;a href="delete-comment.g?blogID=3817817277545868557&amp;amp;postID=3460364646055521138" title="Delete Comment"&gt; &lt;img src="img/icon_delete13.gif" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt class="comment-author blogger-comment-icon" id="c472080946710121959"&gt; &lt;a name="c472080946710121959"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="profile/00302632945922791138" rel="nofollow"&gt;Solitary Dancer&lt;/a&gt; said... &lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-body"&gt; &lt;p&gt;I found you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop by and say Hi, my friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://makingofahome.blogspot.com/&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-footer"&gt; &lt;span class="comment-timestamp"&gt; &lt;a href="http://impossibledreamthe.blogspot.com/2008/09/3-years-recap.html?showComment=1222855500000#c472080946710121959" title="comment permalink"&gt; October 1, 2008 5:05 AM &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-1416969418831003962?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/1416969418831003962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=1416969418831003962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/1416969418831003962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/1416969418831003962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2008/09/3-years-recap.html' title='3 years, a recap.'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-2522883005510108089</id><published>2008-09-29T03:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T02:16:26.701-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow...really?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="post-body entry-content"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl.glitter-graphics.net/pub/573/573311qknfhej4hx.gif" width="298" border="0" height="371" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt;Today my blogs is 3 years old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt;Its 3 am so I'll wait till tomorrow to give a good entry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt;nite nite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="post-footer"&gt; &lt;div class="post-footer-line post-footer-line-1"&gt; &lt;span class="post-author vcard"&gt; Posted by &lt;span class="fn"&gt;Rhianna&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="post-timestamp"&gt; at &lt;a class="timestamp-link" href="http://impossibledreamthe.blogspot.com/2008/09/wowreally.html" rel="bookmark" title="permanent link"&gt;&lt;abbr class="published" title="2008-09-29T03:14:00-05:00"&gt;3:14 AM&lt;/abbr&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="reaction-buttons"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="star-ratings"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="post-comment-link"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="post-backlinks post-comment-link"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="post-icons"&gt; &lt;span class="item-control blog-admin pid-2024446505"&gt; &lt;a href="post-edit.g?blogID=3817817277545868557&amp;amp;postID=6037395234984031628" title="Edit Post"&gt; &lt;img alt="" class="icon-action" src="img/icon18_edit_allbkg.gif" width="18" height="18" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="post-footer-line post-footer-line-2"&gt; &lt;span class="post-labels"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;a name="comments"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;h4&gt; 3 comments:          &lt;/h4&gt; &lt;dl id="comments-block"&gt;&lt;dt class="comment-author anon-comment-icon" id="c8880907849968379098"&gt; &lt;a name="c8880907849968379098"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Britt said... &lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-body"&gt; &lt;p&gt;Awwww YAY! Congratulations to "The Impossible Dream" hehehe&lt;br /&gt;-Britt&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-footer"&gt; &lt;span class="comment-timestamp"&gt; &lt;a href="http://impossibledreamthe.blogspot.com/2008/09/wowreally.html?showComment=1222854660000#c8880907849968379098" title="comment permalink"&gt; October 1, 2008 4:51 AM &lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="item-control blog-admin pid-2009881721"&gt; &lt;a href="delete-comment.g?blogID=3817817277545868557&amp;amp;postID=8880907849968379098" title="Delete Comment"&gt; &lt;img src="img/icon_delete13.gif" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt class="comment-author anon-comment-icon" id="c4053134258631997011"&gt; &lt;a name="c4053134258631997011"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; salemslot9 said... &lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-body"&gt; &lt;p&gt;happy 3rd b-day!&lt;br /&gt;my Mom brought&lt;br /&gt;me cupcakes on&lt;br /&gt;mine last week&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-footer"&gt; &lt;span class="comment-timestamp"&gt; &lt;a href="http://impossibledreamthe.blogspot.com/2008/09/wowreally.html?showComment=1222854660001#c4053134258631997011" title="comment permalink"&gt; October 1, 2008 4:51 AM &lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="item-control blog-admin pid-2009881721"&gt; &lt;a href="delete-comment.g?blogID=3817817277545868557&amp;amp;postID=4053134258631997011" title="Delete Comment"&gt; &lt;img src="img/icon_delete13.gif" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt class="comment-author anon-comment-icon" id="c678275291083427761"&gt; &lt;a name="c678275291083427761"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ali said... &lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-body"&gt; &lt;p&gt;Happy Blog B-day Rhi hard to believe it's been 3 years...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-footer"&gt; &lt;span class="comment-timestamp"&gt; &lt;a href="http://impossibledreamthe.blogspot.com/2008/09/wowreally.html?showComment=1222854660002#c678275291083427761" title="comment permalink"&gt; October 1, 2008 4:51 AM &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-2522883005510108089?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/2522883005510108089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=2522883005510108089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/2522883005510108089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/2522883005510108089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2008/09/wowreally.html' title='Wow...really?'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-5497065954525164809</id><published>2008-09-28T00:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T02:15:24.220-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to the World</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="post-body entry-content"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 130%; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt;My JR high &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;BFF&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;Randi&lt;/span&gt; had her baby yesterday at 5:49 &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;pm&lt;/span&gt;. Athena &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;Lirenne&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;6lbs&lt;/span&gt; and has a full head of hair. I went to the hospital today to visit and I love that hospital. I will be having my babies there if and when. Every other one in this area is a nightmare. Anyway... mommy and baby are both doing fine. &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;Randi&lt;/span&gt; was more then ready but &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;bc&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;Ike&lt;/span&gt; her &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;C&lt;/span&gt; section was rescheduled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;" src="http://links.pictures.aol.com/pic?id=8c50AZvfC8PS6TKeeW6iKm8eB4yUN2u2Ck0xv4xQp5Fd3Ig=&amp;amp;size=m" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt;Athena is so little and cute! I want one. &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt; Well... maybe. This &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;pic&lt;/span&gt; makes me want one bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="post-footer"&gt; &lt;div class="post-footer-line post-footer-line-1"&gt; &lt;span class="post-author vcard"&gt; Posted by &lt;span class="fn"&gt;Rhianna&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="post-timestamp"&gt; at &lt;a class="timestamp-link" href="http://impossibledreamthe.blogspot.com/2008/09/welcome-to-world.html" rel="bookmark" title="permanent link"&gt;&lt;abbr class="published" title="2008-09-28T00:41:00-05:00"&gt;12:41 AM&lt;/abbr&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="reaction-buttons"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="star-ratings"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="post-comment-link"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="post-backlinks post-comment-link"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="post-icons"&gt; &lt;span class="item-control blog-admin pid-2024446505"&gt; &lt;a href="post-edit.g?blogID=3817817277545868557&amp;amp;postID=3955198847731637921" title="Edit Post"&gt; &lt;img alt="" class="icon-action" src="img/icon18_edit_allbkg.gif" width="18" height="18" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="post-footer-line post-footer-line-2"&gt; &lt;span class="post-labels"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;a name="comments"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;h4&gt; 4 comments:          &lt;/h4&gt; &lt;dl id="comments-block"&gt;&lt;dt class="comment-author anon-comment-icon" id="c4300413402387790328"&gt; &lt;a name="c4300413402387790328"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; salemslot9 said... &lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-body"&gt; &lt;p&gt;welcome lil one!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-footer"&gt; &lt;span class="comment-timestamp"&gt; &lt;a href="http://impossibledreamthe.blogspot.com/2008/09/welcome-to-world.html?showComment=1222855080000#c4300413402387790328" title="comment permalink"&gt; October 1, 2008 4:58 AM &lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="item-control blog-admin pid-2009881721"&gt; &lt;a href="delete-comment.g?blogID=3817817277545868557&amp;amp;postID=4300413402387790328" title="Delete Comment"&gt; &lt;img src="img/icon_delete13.gif" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt class="comment-author anon-comment-icon" id="c6384656712472992202"&gt; &lt;a name="c6384656712472992202"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ali said... &lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-body"&gt; &lt;p&gt;She is beautiful. So tiny and cute and I lovew her name.Congrats to Randi and TJ&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-footer"&gt; &lt;span class="comment-timestamp"&gt; &lt;a href="http://impossibledreamthe.blogspot.com/2008/09/welcome-to-world.html?showComment=1222855080001#c6384656712472992202" title="comment permalink"&gt; October 1, 2008 4:58 AM &lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="item-control blog-admin pid-2009881721"&gt; &lt;a href="delete-comment.g?blogID=3817817277545868557&amp;amp;postID=6384656712472992202" title="Delete Comment"&gt; &lt;img src="img/icon_delete13.gif" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt class="comment-author anon-comment-icon" id="c354283199352170209"&gt; &lt;a name="c354283199352170209"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Britt said... &lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-body"&gt; &lt;p&gt;Congratulations to them!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-footer"&gt; &lt;span class="comment-timestamp"&gt; &lt;a href="http://impossibledreamthe.blogspot.com/2008/09/welcome-to-world.html?showComment=1222855080002#c354283199352170209" title="comment permalink"&gt; October 1, 2008 4:58 AM &lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="item-control blog-admin pid-2009881721"&gt; &lt;a href="delete-comment.g?blogID=3817817277545868557&amp;amp;postID=354283199352170209" title="Delete Comment"&gt; &lt;img src="img/icon_delete13.gif" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt class="comment-author anon-comment-icon" id="c4864833110276117874"&gt; &lt;a name="c4864833110276117874"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Randi said... &lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-body"&gt; &lt;p&gt;The pics are sooo good! Well, except the one of me, that's a little scary. Oh well I guess I have a pretty good excuse for looking a little off!! I love the one of her foot and the black and white one. And you looked way prettier holding my baby than I did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randi&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-footer"&gt; &lt;span class="comment-timestamp"&gt; &lt;a href="http://impossibledreamthe.blogspot.com/2008/09/welcome-to-world.html?showComment=1222855080003#c4864833110276117874" title="comment permalink"&gt; October 1, 2008 4:58 AM &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-5497065954525164809?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/5497065954525164809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=5497065954525164809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/5497065954525164809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/5497065954525164809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2008/09/welcome-to-world.html' title='Welcome to the World'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-5865781571458913358</id><published>2008-09-27T03:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T02:13:53.355-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It will be like that show 3's company....sorta.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="post-body entry-content"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: 130%;"&gt;I'll need to make this quick &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;bc&lt;/span&gt; my comp is freaking out. &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;Urgh&lt;/span&gt;. I &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;wanna&lt;/span&gt; type all this out and then lose it. &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;Thats&lt;/span&gt; so annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally finished the first part of coach&lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;camp today. &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;Bc&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;Ike&lt;/span&gt; we were delayed for almost 2 w&lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;eks&lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; We have another week in Mid Oct but we got some important things covered for now. I cant wait to get back to my team. I feel bad being away for so long, like I've abandoned them. But it was a &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;necessary&lt;/span&gt; time away &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;bc&lt;/span&gt; I learned some things that they need me to know how to do. Like payroll! &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt; There is so much to kno&lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;w&lt;/span&gt; and do as a coach. I'm really excited to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our lease is up at the end of Nov. and we have already de&lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;ided we are moving no matter what. I want &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; washer/dryer or at least connections so I can get them. Well Russ and I were talking &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;alittle&lt;/span&gt; over a week ago and he said what about having &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;Krystal&lt;/span&gt; as a roommate. I talked it over w/ &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;Krystal&lt;/span&gt; and we are both &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;sooooooo&lt;/span&gt; excited. I have lived w/ &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;Kelli&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;b4&lt;/span&gt; so I &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; see it being any worse then that. &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;Krystal&lt;/span&gt;, Russ and I have been very open and honest so far of our expectations and are sure this will be fine. If for some reason it &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;isnt&lt;/span&gt; working out then &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;Krystal&lt;/span&gt; will be free to lea&lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;e. So &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;Krystal&lt;/span&gt; and I spent all day Saturday looking at &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;apts&lt;/span&gt;. We &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; really find anything we really loved. Well when I got home I checked out this one place online and it was perfect. I told her and the next day when she looked she agreed. We cant believe how perfect it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.greencayevillage.com/homes.php"&gt;Green Caye&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are getting the 1272 sq ft one. Tomorrow we will go turn in the app and &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;dep&lt;/span&gt;. It has a&lt;br /&gt;"cheap" pet deposit and its total no matter how many pets you have. Not per pet like most places. The rooms are exactly the same size. We'll have our own bathrooms. It has a backyard. AND we can park right in front of our home, not fighting for spaces or hiking a mile w/ groceries.&lt;br /&gt;So exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is getting to be the busy time of year. I have so much coming up. I love it.&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm getting sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;Nite Nite&lt;br /&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="post-footer"&gt; &lt;div class="post-footer-line post-footer-line-1"&gt; &lt;span class="post-author vcard"&gt; Posted by &lt;span class="fn"&gt;Rhianna&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="post-timestamp"&gt; at &lt;a class="timestamp-link" href="http://impossibledreamthe.blogspot.com/2008/09/it-will-be-like-that-show-3s-company.html" rel="bookmark" title="permanent link"&gt;&lt;abbr class="published" title="2008-09-27T03:37:00-05:00"&gt;3:37 AM&lt;/abbr&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="reaction-buttons"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="star-ratings"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="post-comment-link"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="post-backlinks post-comment-link"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="post-icons"&gt; &lt;span class="item-control blog-admin pid-2024446505"&gt; &lt;a href="post-edit.g?blogID=3817817277545868557&amp;amp;postID=2056740995312188274" title="Edit Post"&gt; &lt;img alt="" class="icon-action" src="img/icon18_edit_allbkg.gif" width="18" height="18" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="post-footer-line post-footer-line-2"&gt; &lt;span class="post-labels"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;a name="comments"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;h4&gt; 2 comments:          &lt;/h4&gt; &lt;dl id="comments-block"&gt;&lt;dt class="comment-author anon-comment-icon" id="c3112793614623914392"&gt; &lt;a name="c3112793614623914392"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; salemslot9 said... &lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-body"&gt; &lt;p&gt;sounds nice&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-footer"&gt; &lt;span class="comment-timestamp"&gt; &lt;a href="http://impossibledreamthe.blogspot.com/2008/09/it-will-be-like-that-show-3s-company.html?showComment=1222855140000#c3112793614623914392" title="comment permalink"&gt; October 1, 2008 4:59 AM &lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="item-control blog-admin pid-2009881721"&gt; &lt;a href="delete-comment.g?blogID=3817817277545868557&amp;amp;postID=3112793614623914392" title="Delete Comment"&gt; &lt;img src="img/icon_delete13.gif" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt class="comment-author anon-comment-icon" id="c967894559249020896"&gt; &lt;a name="c967894559249020896"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ali said... &lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-body"&gt; &lt;p&gt;Glad to hear coach camp is going well. Your new place looks nice. Kris and I went home last night I had to get out of NO before I snapped on Jon's mom. His dad is about the same he is staying another week than he has to report back to base unless there is a change in his dad. I will update soon...&lt;br /&gt;Ali&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-footer"&gt; &lt;span class="comment-timestamp"&gt; &lt;a href="http://impossibledreamthe.blogspot.com/2008/09/it-will-be-like-that-show-3s-company.html?showComment=1222855140001#c967894559249020896" title="comment permalink"&gt; October 1, 2008 4:59 AM &lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="item-control blog-admin pid-2009881721"&gt; &lt;a href="delete-comment.g?blogID=3817817277545868557&amp;amp;postID=967894559249020896" title="Delete Comment"&gt; &lt;img src="img/icon_delete13.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="delete-comment.g?blogID=3817817277545868557&amp;amp;postID=967894559249020896" title="Delete Comment"&gt; &lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-5865781571458913358?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/5865781571458913358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=5865781571458913358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/5865781571458913358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/5865781571458913358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2008/09/it-will-be-like-that-show-3s.html' title='It will be like that show 3&apos;s company....sorta.'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-5647800248106461740</id><published>2008-09-23T14:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T02:12:23.084-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Its a boy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="post-body entry-content"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 130%; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt;While writing my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;" class="correction" id=""&gt;&lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;Ike&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt; experiences I came across something that I realized I ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;" class="correction" id=""&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt;nt &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;" class="correction" id=""&gt;&lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;blogged&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; about but felt it was very important. I touched on it quickly but &lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;" class="correction" id=""&gt;&lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt; give all the info. My ne&lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;w&lt;/span&gt; brother &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;" class="correction" id=""&gt;&lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;Chaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt;He is a school friend of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;" class="correction" id=""&gt;&lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;Ryland's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt; and had been around our family &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;" class="correction" id=""&gt;&lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;kinda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;" class="correction" id=""&gt;&lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt;. He had been spending the night and hanging around my parents house. Well one night &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;" class="correction" id=""&gt;&lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;Ryland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt; had asked if &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;" class="correction" id=""&gt;&lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;Chaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt; could spend the night and my parents said no. I think he had spent the night the night before and so my parents felt like he needed to go home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt;Come to find out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;" class="correction" id=""&gt;&lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;Chaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt; slept behind a dumpster that night. Apparently he &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;" class="correction" id=""&gt;&lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt; really have a home. His mom is in jail and his dad lives in Houston. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;" class="correction" id=""&gt;&lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;Chaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt; had told his dad that he would be fine and so his dad just left him here. He had pretty much left a 14 yr to fend for himself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt;Well when my mom found out about that she of course let him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;" class="correction" id=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt;stay &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;/ them pret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;" class="correction" id=""&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt;y much whenever. &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;e came w/ us to Florida. He is so funny and very respectful. He is very &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;" class="correction" id=""&gt;appreciative&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt; of everything my family does for him, which is nice to see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt;My mom recently started having dreams that she had a baby boy. Normally when she has those dream they are nightmares and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;" class="correction" id=""&gt;&lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;shes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt; shaken by them. She &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;" class="correction" id=""&gt;&lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt; want anymore babies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;" class="correction" id=""&gt;&lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt; She &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;" class="correction" id=""&gt;&lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;couldnt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt; figure out why these dreams were so pleasant. And then one day it clicked! God was trying to tell her to take &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;Chaz&lt;/span&gt; in. Offically.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt;She did just that and &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;Chaz&lt;/span&gt; is no&lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;w&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;" class="correction" id=""&gt;officially&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt; a part of our family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt;Wahoo! I have a ne&lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;w&lt;/span&gt; brother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="post-footer"&gt; &lt;div class="post-footer-line post-footer-line-1"&gt; &lt;span class="post-author vcard"&gt; Posted by &lt;span class="fn"&gt;Rhianna&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="post-timestamp"&gt; at &lt;a class="timestamp-link" href="http://impossibledreamthe.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-boy.html" rel="bookmark" title="permanent link"&gt;&lt;abbr class="published" title="2008-09-23T14:16:00-05:00"&gt;2:16 PM&lt;/abbr&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="reaction-buttons"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="star-ratings"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="post-comment-link"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="post-backlinks post-comment-link"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="post-icons"&gt; &lt;span class="item-control blog-admin pid-2024446505"&gt; &lt;a href="post-edit.g?blogID=3817817277545868557&amp;amp;postID=7889129786264389238" title="Edit Post"&gt; &lt;img alt="" class="icon-action" src="img/icon18_edit_allbkg.gif" width="18" height="18" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="post-footer-line post-footer-line-2"&gt; &lt;span class="post-labels"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;a name="comments"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;h4&gt; 4 comments:          &lt;/h4&gt; &lt;dl id="comments-block"&gt;&lt;dt class="comment-author anon-comment-icon" id="c2497456300136156007"&gt; &lt;a name="c2497456300136156007"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sharon said... &lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-body"&gt; &lt;p&gt;awww lucky Chaz!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharon&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-footer"&gt; &lt;span class="comment-timestamp"&gt; &lt;a href="http://impossibledreamthe.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-boy.html?showComment=1222855260000#c2497456300136156007" title="comment permalink"&gt; October 1, 2008 5:01 AM &lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="item-control blog-admin pid-2009881721"&gt; &lt;a href="delete-comment.g?blogID=3817817277545868557&amp;amp;postID=2497456300136156007" title="Delete Comment"&gt; &lt;img src="img/icon_delete13.gif" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt class="comment-author anon-comment-icon" id="c1773951085886046865"&gt; &lt;a name="c1773951085886046865"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Britt said... &lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-body"&gt; &lt;p&gt;Oh wow!!! How could ANYONE just leave their Child....SERIOUSLY I'm surprised he is so normal!!! Poor Chaz...but very cool he found you guys! is there a reason he didn't want to go with his dad?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-footer"&gt; &lt;span class="comment-timestamp"&gt; &lt;a href="http://impossibledreamthe.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-boy.html?showComment=1222855260001#c1773951085886046865" title="comment permalink"&gt; October 1, 2008 5:01 AM &lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="item-control blog-admin pid-2009881721"&gt; &lt;a href="delete-comment.g?blogID=3817817277545868557&amp;amp;postID=1773951085886046865" title="Delete Comment"&gt; &lt;img src="img/icon_delete13.gif" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt class="comment-author anon-comment-icon" id="c6320942553291423893"&gt; &lt;a name="c6320942553291423893"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ali said... &lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-body"&gt; &lt;p&gt;That's so awesome ya'll were able to make him a part of your family. Working in family law it amazes me sometimes how many Chaz's there are out there that are not as blessed as your new brother.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-footer"&gt; &lt;span class="comment-timestamp"&gt; &lt;a href="http://impossibledreamthe.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-boy.html?showComment=1222855260002#c6320942553291423893" title="comment permalink"&gt; October 1, 2008 5:01 AM &lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="item-control blog-admin pid-2009881721"&gt; &lt;a href="delete-comment.g?blogID=3817817277545868557&amp;amp;postID=6320942553291423893" title="Delete Comment"&gt; &lt;img src="img/icon_delete13.gif" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt class="comment-author anon-comment-icon" id="c1103041101377933624"&gt; &lt;a name="c1103041101377933624"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rachel said... &lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-body"&gt; &lt;p&gt;Good on your family!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-footer"&gt; &lt;span class="comment-timestamp"&gt; &lt;a href="http://impossibledreamthe.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-boy.html?showComment=1222855320000#c1103041101377933624" title="comment permalink"&gt; October 1, 2008 5:02 AM &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-5647800248106461740?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/5647800248106461740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=5647800248106461740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/5647800248106461740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/5647800248106461740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-boy.html' title='Its a boy!'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-6099542105264828924</id><published>2008-09-21T13:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T02:11:25.544-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ike: The End!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="post-body entry-content"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt;Sunday September 14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt;I woke up after a horrible nights sleep covered in sweat. I swore that I wouldn't sleep w/o ac again. It had rained in the morning and the temp was nice outside so we opened the windows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt;Our priority was getting gas. We knew as long as we had gas we could get to someone who would feed us. We heard from our neighbor (side note: She has been so nice since the hurricane! Me and Russ are like totally freaked out.) that there were some stores open in Santa Fe. So we headed over there and waited in line for gas. It really wasnt that long of a wait. Maybe an hour but it was so much more organized so it didnt seem so bad. See we've been thru Rita and that was horrible. Just complete chaos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt;After we got gas we went to Krystals house bc she had power. Apparently alot of the family wanted to be there too since they were the first to get power back. Krystal, Russ and I played some board games, ate, mainly just used there electricity and a/c.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt;While we were there we found out my mom/dad/brothers were all over at a family friends house, Patti, bc she had never lost power at all. I pretty much decided we were going over there for the night then. Russell and I went to our apt to make sure there still wasnt power and then headed to Clear Lake to Patti and Daves house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt;Patti and Dave had left for the evac but when we pulled up my families car was gone and her cars were there. I was alittle bummed my parents werent there but knew Patti would take us in. My parents, Ryland and Chaz (who I dont think I told anyone about, my parents adopted this 14 yr old boy named Chaz. I have a new brother!) went to see if they had power.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt;While waiting for them Patti said we could stay there no problem and I suggested we break out the margarita machine. And so the next 2 days were the after the hurricane party....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt;We had gotten power back on Sunday night but didnt find out till Monday. And when we went back to Pattis to get our stuff she started passing out the margaritas again so we ended up there till Tuesday. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt;Things are slowly getting back to normal. Everyone has power now except my mom and dad. Everyone is back to work. I go back tomorrow. School doesnt start back for another week though. Most stores are open. Theres plenty of ice and water. No more lines for gas. Theres still clean up going on. There are still curfews in effect. We all handle this the way it should have been handled. Calmly and rationally. There's no need for mass chaos. All it does is slow things down and stress everyone out more then neccasary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt;I'm glad to be able to say we made it thru w/ no major incedents. My family is safe. And thats all that matters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt;Ike was so huge and he really did a number for alot of people I feel blessed to say I'm not one of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt;Rhianna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="post-footer"&gt; &lt;div class="post-footer-line post-footer-line-1"&gt; &lt;span class="post-author vcard"&gt; Posted by &lt;span class="fn"&gt;Rhianna&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="post-timestamp"&gt; at &lt;a class="timestamp-link" href="http://impossibledreamthe.blogspot.com/2008/09/ike-end.html" rel="bookmark" title="permanent link"&gt;&lt;abbr class="published" title="2008-09-21T13:50:00-05:00"&gt;1:50 PM&lt;/abbr&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="reaction-buttons"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="star-ratings"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="post-comment-link"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="post-backlinks post-comment-link"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="post-icons"&gt; &lt;span class="item-control blog-admin pid-2024446505"&gt; &lt;a href="post-edit.g?blogID=3817817277545868557&amp;amp;postID=6544985132697886246" title="Edit Post"&gt; &lt;img alt="" class="icon-action" src="img/icon18_edit_allbkg.gif" width="18" height="18" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="post-footer-line post-footer-line-2"&gt; &lt;span class="post-labels"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;a name="comments"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;h4&gt; 6 comments:          &lt;/h4&gt; &lt;dl id="comments-block"&gt;&lt;dt class="comment-author anon-comment-icon" id="c473630647357985453"&gt; &lt;a name="c473630647357985453"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Britt said... &lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-body"&gt; &lt;p&gt;Somehow i stumbled across your blog...I have one as well, it's private though...due to peeking eyes that My boyfriend and I didn't want..LOL.&lt;br /&gt;If you would like to have access just let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways...So you were in the path of Ike eh? I saw photos on AOL and various other places..it looked pretty damn bad. We don't get hurricanes here...i guess i should be thankful for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to read more of your blog :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Brittany&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-footer"&gt; &lt;span class="comment-timestamp"&gt; &lt;a href="http://impossibledreamthe.blogspot.com/2008/09/ike-end.html?showComment=1222855380000#c473630647357985453" title="comment permalink"&gt; October 1, 2008 5:03 AM &lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="item-control blog-admin pid-2009881721"&gt; &lt;a href="delete-comment.g?blogID=3817817277545868557&amp;amp;postID=473630647357985453" title="Delete Comment"&gt; &lt;img src="img/icon_delete13.gif" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt class="comment-author anon-comment-icon" id="c1717925955959097160"&gt; &lt;a name="c1717925955959097160"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sharon said... &lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-body"&gt; &lt;p&gt;sounds like things are slowly getting back to normal!&lt;br /&gt;Hope your parents get their power back soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharon&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-footer"&gt; &lt;span class="comment-timestamp"&gt; &lt;a href="http://impossibledreamthe.blogspot.com/2008/09/ike-end.html?showComment=1222855440000#c1717925955959097160" title="comment permalink"&gt; October 1, 2008 5:04 AM &lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="item-control blog-admin pid-2009881721"&gt; &lt;a href="delete-comment.g?blogID=3817817277545868557&amp;amp;postID=1717925955959097160" title="Delete Comment"&gt; &lt;img src="img/icon_delete13.gif" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt class="comment-author anon-comment-icon" id="c3416610321464952752"&gt; &lt;a name="c3416610321464952752"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ali said... &lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-body"&gt; &lt;p&gt;I am so happy ya'll made it through safe, and Ike was kind to you. Still in NO Jon's dad is about the same I will try to update tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Ali&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-footer"&gt; &lt;span class="comment-timestamp"&gt; &lt;a href="http://impossibledreamthe.blogspot.com/2008/09/ike-end.html?showComment=1222855440001#c3416610321464952752" title="comment permalink"&gt; October 1, 2008 5:04 AM &lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="item-control blog-admin pid-2009881721"&gt; &lt;a href="delete-comment.g?blogID=3817817277545868557&amp;amp;postID=3416610321464952752" title="Delete Comment"&gt; &lt;img src="img/icon_delete13.gif" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt class="comment-author anon-comment-icon" id="c4713439966705975820"&gt; &lt;a name="c4713439966705975820"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rachel said... &lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-body"&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ike happened, and nothing will change that, so BRING ON THE MARGARITAS!  You go, girl!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-footer"&gt; &lt;span class="comment-timestamp"&gt; &lt;a href="http://impossibledreamthe.blogspot.com/2008/09/ike-end.html?showComment=1222855440002#c4713439966705975820" title="comment permalink"&gt; October 1, 2008 5:04 AM &lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="item-control blog-admin pid-2009881721"&gt; &lt;a href="delete-comment.g?blogID=3817817277545868557&amp;amp;postID=4713439966705975820" title="Delete Comment"&gt; &lt;img src="img/icon_delete13.gif" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt class="comment-author anon-comment-icon" id="c5091305992977357983"&gt; &lt;a name="c5091305992977357983"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Britt said... &lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-body"&gt; &lt;p&gt;Yes...Massachusetts is VERY VERY Expensive to live in...All of New England is.&lt;br /&gt;I think somewhere i saw that New England is the second most expensive place to live in the U.S.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-footer"&gt; &lt;span class="comment-timestamp"&gt; &lt;a href="http://impossibledreamthe.blogspot.com/2008/09/ike-end.html?showComment=1222855440003#c5091305992977357983" title="comment permalink"&gt; October 1, 2008 5:04 AM &lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="item-control blog-admin pid-2009881721"&gt; &lt;a href="delete-comment.g?blogID=3817817277545868557&amp;amp;postID=5091305992977357983" title="Delete Comment"&gt; &lt;img src="img/icon_delete13.gif" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt class="comment-author anon-comment-icon" id="c1785732755244638154"&gt; &lt;a name="c1785732755244638154"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Britt said... &lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-body"&gt; &lt;p&gt;I think i was looking at the largest one your place had....It's NICE! Lucky you....you have palm tree's where you live hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;its so funny how people want what the other climate has LOL...I've heard a lot of people that are in the "Tropic" area of the U.S wish they had Fall Foliage like us Massachusetts Folk and we wish we had Palm Trees LMAO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Britt&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-footer"&gt; &lt;span class="comment-timestamp"&gt; &lt;a href="http://impossibledreamthe.blogspot.com/2008/09/ike-end.html?showComment=1222855500000#c1785732755244638154" title="comment permalink"&gt; October 1, 2008 5:05 AM &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-6099542105264828924?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/6099542105264828924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=6099542105264828924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/6099542105264828924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/6099542105264828924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2008/09/ike-end.html' title='Ike: The End!'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-4832637054809500179</id><published>2008-09-19T02:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T02:10:21.535-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ike: The Continuation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="post-body entry-content"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 100%; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt;Saturday Sept 13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt;I slept until 11 w&lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;en we were woken up by Ru&lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;se&lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;ls mom. She wanted us to decided&lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;what we wanted to do. We had the hotel till Sunday but she wanted to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strike style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt;bother us&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt; see &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;hat are&lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;plan&lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;s&lt;/span&gt; were. Russell and &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;hadnt&lt;/span&gt; really&lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;talked a&lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;out&lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;it but we knew for sure the hotel was hot w/o any power and we needed food. I wanted to get out of that room so bad but I &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;wanna&lt;/span&gt; be the one driving considering all the &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;debris&lt;/span&gt; and possible high water. But we both &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;couldnt&lt;/span&gt; leave w/ Max in the room &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;bc&lt;/span&gt; he can meow REALLY loud. So we decided to take him w/ us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt;We packed him up in the carrier and snuck him &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;outta&lt;/span&gt; the&lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;hotel. We dr&lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;ve around Humble looking at&lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;all t&lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;e damage and found nothing open. We drove and drove. The only place we saw was a gas station and they only had gas. We went back to the hotel to try and sleep, hoping something would open up later on. Maybe the power would return?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt;After&lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;taking a short nap we deci&lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;ed if&lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;we were going to be &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;miserable&lt;/span&gt; we'd rather do it in our own house so we packed up all our crap and lugged it very slowly down 3 stories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt;I was surprised that the damage was s&lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;o&lt;/span&gt; minimal. Trees&lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; fen&lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;ing and power lines everywhere but nothing much more then that. No major flooding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt;We &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;me home to find the big old oak tree in the court yard had "shed" all its branches. Russell figured the apt would probab&lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;y cut the whole thing down. It was rotten on the inside and it might cause more damage if left up. The carport I park MY car under seemed to be the only one w/o any damage, thank God! Also it seemed every other building in the complex had roof damage &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;except&lt;/span&gt; ours. We have been blessed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt;Since we cle&lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;ned before we left our apt had no smell. &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;Thats&lt;/span&gt; usually a frustrating thing to come home to, a house &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; dirty and stinky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt;We dr&lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;pped Max off and headed o&lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;er to the in-laws&lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; They&lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;were cooking up&lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;all the food they could so they fed us. Good thing &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;bc&lt;/span&gt; we &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;hadnt&lt;/span&gt; really eat&lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;n all&lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;day. Luckily my blood sugar &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;hadnt&lt;/span&gt; really bother me. They told us that Jason and Angela had a tree fall on their brand new house they just built. It caused &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of water damage. That really sucks. Everyone else we know made out ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt;We got a fe&lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;w&lt;/span&gt; candles from Sherry s&lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;nce p&lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;er w&lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;s sti&lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;l out and left. We tried going to my parents house but on the way there were stopped by a cop who was enforcing the curfew. We snuck over to my parents anyway but they &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;werent&lt;/span&gt; home. I was afraid of running into that cop again so we tried going the back ways but we ran into some high water trying to pass a creek and had to turn around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt;Its really strange t&lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;o&lt;/span&gt; be driving &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;/ hardly any other cars on the road and in total darkness. No street lights. No stop lights. Just blackness. Its eerie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt;On t&lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;e way back t&lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;o&lt;/span&gt; Alvin we saw the mil&lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;tary convoy going down I-45 to Galveston. I &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;wanna&lt;/span&gt; go to Galveston so bad. I know I cant but I sure &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;wanna&lt;/span&gt; see the devastation first hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt;We finally &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;ade it&lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;back hom&lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;. Still no power. So once we cooled off &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;alittle&lt;/span&gt; we went to bed. Or at least Russell did and I tried to. With no luck. I woke&lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;up an hour later and went to the living room. We had a missed call from &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;Krystal&lt;/span&gt;. They had power!! If I was alone I would have gone to her &lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;ouse. But instead I suffered thru the night at my apt w/ no a/c....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt;T&lt;span class="correction" id=""&gt;o&lt;/span&gt; be continued...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="post-footer"&gt; &lt;div class="post-footer-line post-footer-line-1"&gt; &lt;span class="post-author vcard"&gt; Posted by &lt;span class="fn"&gt;Rhianna&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="post-timestamp"&gt; at &lt;a class="timestamp-link" href="http://impossibledreamthe.blogspot.com/2008/09/ike-continuation.html" rel="bookmark" title="permanent link"&gt;&lt;abbr class="published" title="2008-09-19T02:46:00-05:00"&gt;2:46 AM&lt;/abbr&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="reaction-buttons"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="star-ratings"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="post-comment-link"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="post-backlinks post-comment-link"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="post-icons"&gt; &lt;span class="item-control blog-admin pid-2024446505"&gt; &lt;a href="post-edit.g?blogID=3817817277545868557&amp;amp;postID=3545957465935768186" title="Edit Post"&gt; &lt;img alt="" class="icon-action" src="img/icon18_edit_allbkg.gif" width="18" height="18" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="post-footer-line post-footer-line-2"&gt; &lt;span class="post-labels"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;a name="comments"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;h4&gt;            1 comments:          &lt;/h4&gt; &lt;dl id="comments-block"&gt;&lt;dt class="comment-author anon-comment-icon" id="c5094819825012862545"&gt; &lt;a name="c5094819825012862545"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sharon said... &lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-body"&gt; &lt;p&gt;glad you are back safe and sound and there was not a lot of damage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharon&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-footer"&gt; &lt;span class="comment-timestamp"&gt; &lt;a href="http://impossibledreamthe.blogspot.com/2008/09/ike-continuation.html?showComment=1222889760000#c5094819825012862545" title="comment permalink"&gt; October 1, 2008 2:36 PM &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-4832637054809500179?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/4832637054809500179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=4832637054809500179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/4832637054809500179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/4832637054809500179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2008/09/ike-continuation.html' title='Ike: The Continuation'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-9160713365338681321</id><published>2008-09-17T01:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T02:09:00.225-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ike: The Middle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="post-body entry-content"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 100%; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt;Where to start. So much has happened. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt;I'll pick up from where I left off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt;After getting of the phone with Krystal, we watched some tv and just kinda laid around. The winds were picking up and it was raining more. Around 10:30 Russell decided he wanted to jump in the shower and I was going to nap some. I figured I wouldn't be able to sleep thru the storm bc I get scared easily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt;Russell was in the bathroom and I was stretched out when the lights started flickering. Our power went out and stayed out just after 10:30. Unfortunately I honestly didnt think we would lose power and so we hadnt been running the a/c bc I was cold. It got pretty warm fast. It wasnt horrible but I was def uncomfortable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt;We talked for awhile and then decided to just go to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt;I woke up at 1:30 as Ike was making his way to Humble. Nothing to exciting. Alot of wind and some rain. Went back to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt;4am I woke up to Ike kicking our butt. The wind was pushing on the hotel. The rain was sheeting the window. We had left the curtain open for some light so I jumped up and pulled it closed. I was completely terrified. It was so bad. I was crying I was so scared. I could believe is was so bad. Why was it so bad? We thought we had gone far enough. It felt like the roof was going to be blown off the hotel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt;I tried waking Russell up bc of course he was sleeping like a baby. He held me and tried to calm me down. For some reason I couldnt lay in the bed. I felt like I needed to be sitting up to be "prepared" or something. So I pulled one of the chairs over to the bed and Russ sat on the bed. We talked and he tried to keep me ok. I could tell he was scared. Which made me scared. Come on, I mean, Russell doesnt get scared. I dont think I've ever seen him scared. He did a good job at trying to hide it to help me but I could tell when he said I could pray if I wanted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt;I will never ever stay. Next time we are going to Austin or Dallas... anywhere. I know some people are all like "thats it" "it was nothing" Thats fine. But I will never just sit thru that again. It was the scariest thing of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt;Around 5:45 it started to slow down and we were glad it was over. We hadnt seen the news since 10:30 when the power went out but they had said it was fast moving so we assumed it was over. We laid back down and started to go back to sleep. About 15-30 mins later it start back. Wind and rain. I realized I could check the weather on Russ's phone and pulled up the radar. It had stopped bc it was the eye. We had a whole other side of Ike! So I went back to my chair. LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt;Supposedly after the eye was is the worst but I dont thing so. Around 6:45-7 the sun started coming up and I guess being able to see what was going on put me at ease bc by 8 I was sleeping like a baby. The wind were slower, only 70 mph. I know they were faster earlier so I felt pretty safe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt;To be continued...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="post-footer"&gt; &lt;div class="post-footer-line post-footer-line-1"&gt; &lt;span class="post-author vcard"&gt; Posted by &lt;span class="fn"&gt;Rhianna&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="post-timestamp"&gt; at &lt;a class="timestamp-link" href="http://impossibledreamthe.blogspot.com/2008/09/ike-middle.html" rel="bookmark" title="permanent link"&gt;&lt;abbr class="published" title="2008-09-17T01:26:00-05:00"&gt;1:26 AM&lt;/abbr&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="reaction-buttons"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="star-ratings"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="post-comment-link"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="post-backlinks post-comment-link"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="post-icons"&gt; &lt;span class="item-control blog-admin pid-2024446505"&gt; &lt;a href="post-edit.g?blogID=3817817277545868557&amp;amp;postID=8851953187374073643" title="Edit Post"&gt; &lt;img alt="" class="icon-action" src="img/icon18_edit_allbkg.gif" width="18" height="18" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="post-footer-line post-footer-line-2"&gt; &lt;span class="post-labels"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;a name="comments"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;h4&gt;            1 comments:          &lt;/h4&gt; &lt;dl id="comments-block"&gt;&lt;dt class="comment-author anon-comment-icon" id="c3910382245452248577"&gt; &lt;a name="c3910382245452248577"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rachel said... &lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-body"&gt; &lt;p&gt;Holy crap! That is so scary! Thanks for sharing. I have a lot of customers that went through it, but I don't ask a ton of questions, so I'm glad you are giving details.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-footer"&gt; &lt;span class="comment-timestamp"&gt; &lt;a href="http://impossibledreamthe.blogspot.com/2008/09/ike-middle.html?showComment=1222889880000#c3910382245452248577" title="comment permalink"&gt; October 1, 2008 2:38 PM &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-9160713365338681321?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/9160713365338681321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=9160713365338681321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/9160713365338681321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/9160713365338681321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2008/09/ike-middle.html' title='Ike: The Middle'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-7215953534532371449</id><published>2008-09-12T20:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T02:08:02.994-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ike: Still the Beginning</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;" href="http://s261.photobucket.com/albums/ii44/rusrhi/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02805.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i261.photobucket.com/albums/ii44/rusrhi/DSC02805.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;This is the sunset to the left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;" href="http://s261.photobucket.com/albums/ii44/rusrhi/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02806.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i261.photobucket.com/albums/ii44/rusrhi/DSC02806.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;Some dark clouds rolling in to the right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;Hmmm... Ike seems to be teasing me. LOL Just kidding. I know its coming but we are experiencing burst of rain and wind. Then nothing. at. all. Right now its nothing. Just some light breeze. Krystal is in Dickinson and her power went out about an hour ago. She hasnt even had any rain yet but the wind must be the cause. I took some video of the winds earlier. I'm trying to load it but AOL is being a pain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;I really hope the power doesnt go out here. But just in case I have a book and I brought cards too. Ok well thats it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;Rhianna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s261.photobucket.com/albums/ii44/rusrhi/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02812.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i261.photobucket.com/albums/ii44/rusrhi/DSC02812.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="entry_foreground"&gt;&lt;embed name="s_media_1_0" id="s_media_1_0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i261.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid261.photobucket.com/albums/ii44/rusrhi/MOV02804.flv" width="448" height="361"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-7215953534532371449?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/7215953534532371449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=7215953534532371449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/7215953534532371449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/7215953534532371449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2008/09/ike-still-beginning.html' title='Ike: Still the Beginning'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-6793126277415669290</id><published>2008-09-12T15:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T04:15:41.638-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ike: The Beginning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="post-body entry-content"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 130%; color: rgb(102, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt;We are safe and sound in our hotel. When we got up this morning we finished cleaning the house and packed up everything we needed and headed out at 11:30. There was no traffic. The few stores that were open were packed. Gas is not that hard to get. A few stations were still open and had some. The hotel we are staying at doesnt allow pets but we snuck him in anyway. We are on the 3rd and top floor. I dont know how I feel about that yet. This room is really nice and has free hi-speed access. After we got checked in, we went and got some food, soda and snacks to last till tomorrow. Ike is supposed to be gone or headed out by then. We have the room till Sun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt;I am watching local news and the water in the creeks and bayous are full bc of the tides, etc. It has started sprinkling here and its cloudy. I brought my tripod and am charging my camera battery right now so I'll try to get some video and pics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt;Max is so stirred up. He is going around smelling everything. Hes driving me crazy. Urgh. Lay down!!!&lt;br /&gt;I know this is going to be really scattered but my brain seems to be jumping around. ADD much?! So I'm adding some pics and I'll update more later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: 130%; color: rgb(102, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt;Rhianna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: 130%; color: rgb(102, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS Max is finally asleep.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="post-footer"&gt; &lt;div class="post-footer-line post-footer-line-1"&gt; &lt;span class="post-author vcard"&gt; Posted by &lt;span class="fn"&gt;Rhianna&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="post-timestamp"&gt; at &lt;a class="timestamp-link" href="http://impossibledreamthe.blogspot.com/2008/09/ike-beginning.html" rel="bookmark" title="permanent link"&gt;&lt;abbr class="published" title="2008-09-12T15:35:00-05:00"&gt;3:35 PM&lt;/abbr&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="reaction-buttons"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="star-ratings"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="post-comment-link"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="post-backlinks post-comment-link"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="post-icons"&gt; &lt;span class="item-control blog-admin pid-2024446505"&gt; &lt;a href="post-edit.g?blogID=3817817277545868557&amp;amp;postID=2339194289652004242" title="Edit Post"&gt; &lt;img alt="" class="icon-action" src="img/icon18_edit_allbkg.gif" width="18" height="18" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="post-footer-line post-footer-line-2"&gt; &lt;span class="post-labels"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;a name="comments"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;h4&gt; 3 comments:          &lt;/h4&gt; &lt;dl id="comments-block"&gt;&lt;dt class="comment-author anon-comment-icon" id="c4119084552001477393"&gt; &lt;a name="c4119084552001477393"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sharon said... &lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-body"&gt; &lt;p&gt;keep us posted! thinking of you and your family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharon&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-footer"&gt; &lt;span class="comment-timestamp"&gt; &lt;a href="http://impossibledreamthe.blogspot.com/2008/09/ike-beginning.html?showComment=1222890480000#c4119084552001477393" title="comment permalink"&gt; October 1, 2008 2:48 PM &lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="item-control blog-admin pid-2009881721"&gt; &lt;a href="delete-comment.g?blogID=3817817277545868557&amp;amp;postID=4119084552001477393" title="Delete Comment"&gt; &lt;img src="img/icon_delete13.gif" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt class="comment-author anon-comment-icon" id="c6237953566454707506"&gt; &lt;a name="c6237953566454707506"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Salemslot9 said... &lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-body"&gt; &lt;p&gt;glad your pet is with you&lt;br /&gt;is he a cat/dog?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-footer"&gt; &lt;span class="comment-timestamp"&gt; &lt;a href="http://impossibledreamthe.blogspot.com/2008/09/ike-beginning.html?showComment=1222890480001#c6237953566454707506" title="comment permalink"&gt; October 1, 2008 2:48 PM &lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="item-control blog-admin pid-2009881721"&gt; &lt;a href="delete-comment.g?blogID=3817817277545868557&amp;amp;postID=6237953566454707506" title="Delete Comment"&gt; &lt;img src="img/icon_delete13.gif" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt class="comment-author anon-comment-icon" id="c4075538582161177683"&gt; &lt;a name="c4075538582161177683"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ali said... &lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-body"&gt; &lt;p&gt;Glad yall are safe and settled till the weekend. We have been watching ike very close NO is flooded and under tropical storm warnings. Keep safe and keep us updated. Glad you got max with ya'll I am sure he will adjust soon .&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-footer"&gt; &lt;span class="comment-timestamp"&gt; &lt;a href="http://impossibledreamthe.blogspot.com/2008/09/ike-beginning.html?showComment=1222890540000#c4075538582161177683" title="comment permalink"&gt; October 1, 2008 2:49 PM &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5598820579615639433-6793126277415669290?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/6793126277415669290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=6793126277415669290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/6793126277415669290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/6793126277415669290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2008/09/ike-beginning.html' title='Ike: The Beginning'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5598820579615639433.post-52668881239554171</id><published>2008-09-11T23:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T04:14:43.973-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ike Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 class="post-title entry-title"&gt; &lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;div class="post-body entry-content"&gt; &lt;img src="http://links.pictures.aol.com/pic?id=8c50AZvfC8PS6TKeeW6iKm8eB0RTeg*w0B5zv4xQp5Fd3Ig=&amp;amp;size=m" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt;Heres the latest. See where that line is? Thats where I live. I was off work today. No paycheck. We wont get them till Monday at the earliest. I have no idea whats going on w/ work since they never sent out an email or anything. Thats kinda frustrating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt;We are the only ones in my family evacuating. And really we arent really going that far. Mostly no one wants to go thru the hassle of a Rita repeat. The money and time spent for a storm that did nothing. I am happy w/ the distance we are going. There is no need to flee to the other side of the state. Its just important we get away from the coast. We are leaving tomorrow around 12 as long as traffic isnt too bad. I'll check out the transtar camera's in the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt;We went to my gma's to do laundry today so we would have plenty of clean clothes to pack, just in case, and we saw alot of closed gas stations, completely outta gas. Resturants and fast food places closed. Just pretty much isolation every where. People were either gone or finishing boarding up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt;For some more exciting news Krystal and I got to do WOP this past Tuesday. We played a few games and she kicked my butt. Then we sat around as usual. It was kinda sad bc our buddies werent there. Apparently they dont come much anymore either. So around nine we were bored and Krystal had a craving for sushi so we went. Yummy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt;Hmm.... I know there was more but I seemed to have lost my train of thought.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt;oh well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt;goodnight for now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;"&gt;Rhianna&lt;/span&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/5598820579615639433-52668881239554171?l=impossiblethedream.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/feeds/52668881239554171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5598820579615639433&amp;postID=52668881239554171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/52668881239554171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5598820579615639433/posts/default/52668881239554171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impossiblethedream.blogspot.com/2008/09/ike-update.html' title='Ike Update'/><author><name>Rhianna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02169843553450799869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vgAuvbnifKU/S9ocxsxvmDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/8LaSma_97pA/S220/188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
