<?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-4742766537603714011</id><updated>2012-01-07T12:26:41.488-08:00</updated><category term='Lobster'/><category term='Maine'/><category term='Horoscope'/><category term='work'/><category term='Football'/><title type='text'>The Queen</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qwnbee77.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4742766537603714011/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qwnbee77.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Qwnbee77</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13898826125582119252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D0HsEbBQA6E/TwiqP6xECUI/AAAAAAAAHdg/q9paee-7CEU/s220/erin%2B1%2Byear.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4742766537603714011.post-1619889242996255112</id><published>2008-12-29T05:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T05:15:12.302-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All Wrapped Up...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Thats it. Its over.  I believe everyone was happy and got what they wanted.&lt;br /&gt;Minimal returns/exchanges this year. That makes me happy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although, I think next Christmas, we'll do things a little different. I have a few ideas swirling around in my head...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to say we'll be in a bigger place next Christmas but I'm thinking its not going to happen.&lt;br /&gt;Its a funny little thing called 'good credit' thats holding us back.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll have to work harder on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Queen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4742766537603714011-1619889242996255112?l=qwnbee77.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qwnbee77.blogspot.com/feeds/1619889242996255112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4742766537603714011&amp;postID=1619889242996255112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4742766537603714011/posts/default/1619889242996255112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4742766537603714011/posts/default/1619889242996255112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qwnbee77.blogspot.com/2008/12/all-wrapped-up.html' title='All Wrapped Up...'/><author><name>Qwnbee77</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13898826125582119252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D0HsEbBQA6E/TwiqP6xECUI/AAAAAAAAHdg/q9paee-7CEU/s220/erin%2B1%2Byear.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4742766537603714011.post-7761945964484856488</id><published>2008-12-07T17:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T17:49:02.244-08:00</updated><title type='text'>December</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;wow! December is flying by!&lt;br /&gt;Seems like yesterday I was thinking - how am I going to get the cheesecake for Turkey Day made in time- and now its 2 1/2 weeks until Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;Did a majority of the shopping today!&lt;br /&gt;Bless Rob- he went clothes shopping with me and there was no complaining. He's great!&lt;br /&gt;The kids are just about done. Just need to get stocking stuffers and they are finished!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got the tree up tonight. It has lights and they are twinkling next to me. It smells nice too.  Tomorrow we'll do ornaments before Z goes off to swim practice. Then I can wrap and get it out of my room and under the tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful that my kids don't believe in Santa. No more hiding gifts until they go to bed. No more giving Santa credit for the *really* cool gifts they wanted and so excitedly rip into Christmas morning. That would bother some people but I am thankful I don't have to lie to them. Never felt right.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing against those who do Santa &amp;amp; elves ( Texasbug- we need elf stories).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thats all- I'm tired..&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/4742766537603714011-7761945964484856488?l=qwnbee77.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qwnbee77.blogspot.com/feeds/7761945964484856488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4742766537603714011&amp;postID=7761945964484856488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4742766537603714011/posts/default/7761945964484856488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4742766537603714011/posts/default/7761945964484856488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qwnbee77.blogspot.com/2008/12/december.html' title='December'/><author><name>Qwnbee77</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13898826125582119252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D0HsEbBQA6E/TwiqP6xECUI/AAAAAAAAHdg/q9paee-7CEU/s220/erin%2B1%2Byear.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4742766537603714011.post-4101414404355665875</id><published>2008-11-18T15:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T16:03:41.185-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday Season</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt; Its that time of year again. I'm kind of a bah humbug kind of person. Its too bad. I use to love the Holidays but now I think everyone is too concerned about what they're getting and forget about what they're giving. I wish I was financially stable enough to buy for all my family &amp;amp; friends but in reality I can barely afford to get gifts for my own children.&lt;br /&gt;I am going to try to be more in the spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Holidays Everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(thats a good start, right?!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4742766537603714011-4101414404355665875?l=qwnbee77.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qwnbee77.blogspot.com/feeds/4101414404355665875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4742766537603714011&amp;postID=4101414404355665875' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4742766537603714011/posts/default/4101414404355665875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4742766537603714011/posts/default/4101414404355665875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qwnbee77.blogspot.com/2008/11/holiday-season.html' title='Holiday Season'/><author><name>Qwnbee77</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13898826125582119252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D0HsEbBQA6E/TwiqP6xECUI/AAAAAAAAHdg/q9paee-7CEU/s220/erin%2B1%2Byear.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4742766537603714011.post-6011292934675619267</id><published>2008-11-09T10:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T10:43:48.424-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bitten</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I think I must have been bitten by the "bitch" bug. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I can feel it. I know I am doing it and I DON'T CARE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;What is wrong with me? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;My poor husband. I am trying to keep it in check but its not working out so well.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4742766537603714011-6011292934675619267?l=qwnbee77.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qwnbee77.blogspot.com/feeds/6011292934675619267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4742766537603714011&amp;postID=6011292934675619267' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4742766537603714011/posts/default/6011292934675619267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4742766537603714011/posts/default/6011292934675619267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qwnbee77.blogspot.com/2008/11/bitten.html' title='Bitten'/><author><name>Qwnbee77</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13898826125582119252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D0HsEbBQA6E/TwiqP6xECUI/AAAAAAAAHdg/q9paee-7CEU/s220/erin%2B1%2Byear.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4742766537603714011.post-7018743679176844435</id><published>2008-11-07T13:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T13:47:45.052-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dragging Ass</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;Oh man, I am exhausted. I love my job and don't feel as I am overworked but I am tired. Somedays I feel like I could fall asleep while driving home.&lt;br /&gt;NOT GOOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to get my medication situation under control. Once that is right, I'll be ok.&lt;br /&gt;Its a rainy Friday evening and I need to make dinner but I want to go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4742766537603714011-7018743679176844435?l=qwnbee77.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qwnbee77.blogspot.com/feeds/7018743679176844435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4742766537603714011&amp;postID=7018743679176844435' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4742766537603714011/posts/default/7018743679176844435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4742766537603714011/posts/default/7018743679176844435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qwnbee77.blogspot.com/2008/11/dragging-ass.html' title='Dragging Ass'/><author><name>Qwnbee77</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13898826125582119252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D0HsEbBQA6E/TwiqP6xECUI/AAAAAAAAHdg/q9paee-7CEU/s220/erin%2B1%2Byear.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4742766537603714011.post-1045095516990697113</id><published>2008-11-06T16:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T16:55:46.849-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;*sigh* It was a good day today. Tracy &amp;amp; I were extremely giggly today at the end of the belt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I think she may have pee'd her pants. LOL! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I am truly enjoying being back at Wilbur's. Its only been a few weeks but the atmosphere has changed so much that its like a new place. Its fun! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;And, you know, all the chocolate a girl could want &amp;amp; more! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Now if I could just learn the art of self control.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/4742766537603714011-1045095516990697113?l=qwnbee77.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qwnbee77.blogspot.com/feeds/1045095516990697113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4742766537603714011&amp;postID=1045095516990697113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4742766537603714011/posts/default/1045095516990697113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4742766537603714011/posts/default/1045095516990697113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qwnbee77.blogspot.com/2008/11/good-day.html' title='Good Day'/><author><name>Qwnbee77</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13898826125582119252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D0HsEbBQA6E/TwiqP6xECUI/AAAAAAAAHdg/q9paee-7CEU/s220/erin%2B1%2Byear.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4742766537603714011.post-8333285277381316012</id><published>2008-10-31T03:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T03:40:10.975-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Horoscope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>Horoscopes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Do I follow my horoscope regularly? Well this week sure has been a fun one.&lt;br /&gt;A little background- I am back at Wilbur's with a new position- Factory Supervisor. So I am in charge of what goes on and things getting done.&lt;br /&gt;I am having trouble with 1 woman who has SEVERE OCD and is extremely anal about certain things. That makes her SLOWER than molasses and we can't be having that. I've tried being nice, I've tried explaining things. I'm done. I'm about to reach my boiling point and I need to not do that.&lt;br /&gt;Its not MY factory, I just need to make it run smoothly and get product out.&lt;br /&gt;I need to bring my concerns to the head honcho.&lt;br /&gt;Breath in, Breath out...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="SAWARN1d6831j" id="SAWARN1d6831j" original_name="" original_id="" real_href="http://www.tarot.com/go/google-ig/rss-horo-dailyhoroitem/?sign=gemini" href="http://www.tarot.com/go/google-ig/rss-horo-dailyhoroitem/?sign=gemini" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://gfx.tarot.com/images/astrology/sun-signs/75x75/3.gif" title="Tarot.com Gemini Horoscope" width="75" align="left" border="0" height="75" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday- 10/27&lt;br /&gt;You may be a bit jumpy today as Mercury forms a creative quintile with dark Pluto. There's no easy way to bring the intensity of your imagination right out into the open, but that won't likely stop you from trying. Keep in mind that you may ameliorate the tension but there's probably no magic word that will just make the serious issues disappear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday 10/28&lt;br /&gt;missed it- :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday 10/29&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;a name="SAWARN1d6831j" id="SAWARN1d6831j" original_name="" original_id="" real_href="http://www.tarot.com/go/google-ig/rss-horo-dailyhoroitem/?sign=gemini" href="http://www.tarot.com/go/google-ig/rss-horo-dailyhoroitem/?sign=gemini" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Working harder isn't always the answer to being behind schedule, but today that extra little push can make all the difference in the world. Although you may have some resistance to accepting additional responsibilities now, this may be part of the package. Don't waste energy fighting it; just do what must be done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday 10/30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="padding-right: 7px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;a name="SAWARN1d6831j" id="SAWARN1d6831j" original_name="" original_id="" real_href="http://www.tarot.com/go/google-ig/rss-horo-dailyhoroitem/?sign=gemini" href="http://www.tarot.com/go/google-ig/rss-horo-dailyhoroitem/?sign=gemini" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Continuing yesterday's theme of hard work may not sound like a lot of fun, yet your involvement can turn an impossible project into a success. Don't get distracted by any shortcuts, for they won't likely work for you now. Instead, focus on the details until the larger picture comes into clear focus. When it does, you'll know exactly what to do next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday 10/31&lt;br /&gt;Everything you do today is part of your grand scheme of things, however, if you are fiercely controlling you could run into a tough situation. Instead of spending energy trying to convince others to work for you, concentrate all your mind power on the most immediate goals and don't stop until you create a workable plan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;&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&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a name="SAWARN1d6831j" id="SAWARN1d6831j" original_name="" original_id="" real_href="http://www.tarot.com/go/igoogle/igoogle-rick-bio/?code=igoogle" href="http://www.tarot.com/go/igoogle/igoogle-rick-bio/?code=igoogle" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4742766537603714011-8333285277381316012?l=qwnbee77.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qwnbee77.blogspot.com/feeds/8333285277381316012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4742766537603714011&amp;postID=8333285277381316012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4742766537603714011/posts/default/8333285277381316012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4742766537603714011/posts/default/8333285277381316012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qwnbee77.blogspot.com/2008/10/monday-1027-you-may-be-bit-jumpy-today.html' title='Horoscopes!'/><author><name>Qwnbee77</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13898826125582119252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D0HsEbBQA6E/TwiqP6xECUI/AAAAAAAAHdg/q9paee-7CEU/s220/erin%2B1%2Byear.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4742766537603714011.post-3441728548730536151</id><published>2008-10-29T13:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T13:48:27.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today has been 14 years! I can honestly say that I am more in love with RJT today than I was the day I married him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;He surprised me at work with a flower delivery.. Awww, sweet! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm making lasagna &amp;amp; salad, which he loves. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Brown chicken Brown cow to come later... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4742766537603714011-3441728548730536151?l=qwnbee77.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qwnbee77.blogspot.com/feeds/3441728548730536151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4742766537603714011&amp;postID=3441728548730536151' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4742766537603714011/posts/default/3441728548730536151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4742766537603714011/posts/default/3441728548730536151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qwnbee77.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-anniversary.html' title='Happy Anniversary'/><author><name>Qwnbee77</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13898826125582119252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D0HsEbBQA6E/TwiqP6xECUI/AAAAAAAAHdg/q9paee-7CEU/s220/erin%2B1%2Byear.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4742766537603714011.post-7580020909157533549</id><published>2008-10-29T13:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T13:45:18.177-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's not forget the girl....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-RllmLzlxkM/SQjLNFcL1cI/AAAAAAAADEY/Pn0LEIsB6IY/s1600-h/IMG00337.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-RllmLzlxkM/SQjLNFcL1cI/AAAAAAAADEY/Pn0LEIsB6IY/s200/IMG00337.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262679590241555906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Didn't want anyone to think I was forgetting about KAYLEIGH. Her birthday was Monday. She is 11. RJT ( RJ Toad- family nickname(Rob)) &amp;amp; I were thinking MP3 player. She has been wanting one but then at the last minute, said no, I'm not sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Soo, I suggested to him that we give her $$ to go clothes shopping. He said NO WAY! Who wants clothes for their birthday. ?? **Men** HA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So I asked her, $100.00 for clothes or MP3 player?  She was so happy at the chance to go on a shopping spree. So probably next weekend we'll go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;My girl is 11.&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/4742766537603714011-7580020909157533549?l=qwnbee77.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qwnbee77.blogspot.com/feeds/7580020909157533549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4742766537603714011&amp;postID=7580020909157533549' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4742766537603714011/posts/default/7580020909157533549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4742766537603714011/posts/default/7580020909157533549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qwnbee77.blogspot.com/2008/10/lets-not-forget-girl.html' title='Let&apos;s not forget the girl....'/><author><name>Qwnbee77</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13898826125582119252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D0HsEbBQA6E/TwiqP6xECUI/AAAAAAAAHdg/q9paee-7CEU/s220/erin%2B1%2Byear.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-RllmLzlxkM/SQjLNFcL1cI/AAAAAAAADEY/Pn0LEIsB6IY/s72-c/IMG00337.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4742766537603714011.post-8509346760706864892</id><published>2008-10-25T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T08:01:36.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'>15 years ago today......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-RllmLzlxkM/SQM0nUJt2fI/AAAAAAAADDM/NwlWxC5oK1I/s1600-h/IMG00328.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-RllmLzlxkM/SQM0nUJt2fI/AAAAAAAADDM/NwlWxC5oK1I/s200/IMG00328.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261106639727876594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wow, time flies! 15 years ago today, Zak was born. He was born at 9:30pm, weighing in at 8lbs. 1.75oz.  Seems like yesterday. What a cliche' but its so true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;We'll be getting him Driver's Ed for his birthday this year. So hopefully this time next year I will be writing about what a good and responsible driver he is...&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4742766537603714011-8509346760706864892?l=qwnbee77.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qwnbee77.blogspot.com/feeds/8509346760706864892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4742766537603714011&amp;postID=8509346760706864892' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4742766537603714011/posts/default/8509346760706864892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4742766537603714011/posts/default/8509346760706864892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qwnbee77.blogspot.com/2008/10/15-years-ago-today.html' title='15 years ago today......'/><author><name>Qwnbee77</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13898826125582119252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D0HsEbBQA6E/TwiqP6xECUI/AAAAAAAAHdg/q9paee-7CEU/s220/erin%2B1%2Byear.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-RllmLzlxkM/SQM0nUJt2fI/AAAAAAAADDM/NwlWxC5oK1I/s72-c/IMG00328.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4742766537603714011.post-1690424625795682058</id><published>2008-10-14T04:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T04:30:15.160-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lobster'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maine'/><title type='text'>It's Over......I hope</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I think and truly believe that it's over. My time working at the Harraseeket has come to an end. And I don't mean because we closed yesterday for the season. I mean, 16 years is a long time and when there is no possible way to make more money or be appreciated for the stuff I do, then sadly its time to move on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have taken a FT position at my other job and while they are going to try their hardest to give me 40 hours during the summer, their slow time, I may have to get a part time job.  It would be so easy for me to work at the Harra part time but I just feel like its time to go. Maybe in a few years I can go back part time but not now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The wounds are too fresh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've met a ton of people over the years. Some I love dearly, some I could walk right by and not even say hello. Isn't it that way with everyone though?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've made some very close friends and I wouldn't trade that for the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm sad about it. I would have worked there forever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I will however still recommend them to anyone and everyone for the best seafood in Mid Coast Maine. May-Oct.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.myspace.com/harraseeket"&gt;  http://www.myspace.com/harraseeket&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/4742766537603714011-1690424625795682058?l=qwnbee77.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qwnbee77.blogspot.com/feeds/1690424625795682058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4742766537603714011&amp;postID=1690424625795682058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4742766537603714011/posts/default/1690424625795682058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4742766537603714011/posts/default/1690424625795682058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qwnbee77.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-overi-hope.html' title='It&apos;s Over......I hope'/><author><name>Qwnbee77</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13898826125582119252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D0HsEbBQA6E/TwiqP6xECUI/AAAAAAAAHdg/q9paee-7CEU/s220/erin%2B1%2Byear.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4742766537603714011.post-8231568362218052163</id><published>2008-10-09T03:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T04:17:10.675-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Football'/><title type='text'>Football</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This year Zak is playing on the Freshman Football team @ MTA High School. He doing great and has improved so much from last year. I still barely know whats happening but I go to the games and watch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Z's pretty excited, he's punting tonight. Guess thats pretty cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;GO#67! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Colby tried football too, but decided that sports just are not  his thing.  Peer pressure. I was not happy when he dropped it because I had just spent so much $$ on it. UGH! This is life. He's working on paying me back. He has a ton of chores. Not sure when I'll call it good, he's a good worker. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Out- Qwnbee77&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/4742766537603714011-8231568362218052163?l=qwnbee77.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qwnbee77.blogspot.com/feeds/8231568362218052163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4742766537603714011&amp;postID=8231568362218052163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4742766537603714011/posts/default/8231568362218052163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4742766537603714011/posts/default/8231568362218052163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qwnbee77.blogspot.com/2008/10/football.html' title='Football'/><author><name>Qwnbee77</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13898826125582119252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D0HsEbBQA6E/TwiqP6xECUI/AAAAAAAAHdg/q9paee-7CEU/s220/erin%2B1%2Byear.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4742766537603714011.post-3166916990177518308</id><published>2008-10-08T14:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T14:36:04.332-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My title....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I like to be called the queen or Queen Bee.. Not Queenie though...  Why? Well, why not?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I like to be in control. I like to be in charge of things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; I want my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;license&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; plate to read-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 'The Queen' or 'Qwnbee77'.  Not sure is RJT would like that though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Can you picture it? RJT driving his big manly Armada and his pretty sunset looking Maine license plate reading 'Qwnbee77'..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out- Qwnbee77&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4742766537603714011-3166916990177518308?l=qwnbee77.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qwnbee77.blogspot.com/feeds/3166916990177518308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4742766537603714011&amp;postID=3166916990177518308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4742766537603714011/posts/default/3166916990177518308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4742766537603714011/posts/default/3166916990177518308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qwnbee77.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-title.html' title='My title....'/><author><name>Qwnbee77</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13898826125582119252</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D0HsEbBQA6E/TwiqP6xECUI/AAAAAAAAHdg/q9paee-7CEU/s220/erin%2B1%2Byear.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
