<?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-8549760229185313136</id><updated>2012-02-15T23:58:14.711-08:00</updated><category term='Monty Python'/><category term='A Knight&apos;s Tale'/><category term='98kupd'/><category term='john holmberg'/><title type='text'>This is Just the Tip of the Iceberg...</title><subtitle type='html'>...an attempt to keep my mind out of the devil's workshop...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>250</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-9179991361188538368</id><published>2011-05-27T02:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T03:54:46.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Years Later...</title><content type='html'>End of the World yeah, sure, I got a cat, same thing. Sue me.  What can I say, I kept a promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm convinced the cat (Larry, Sir Lawrence of Olivier, LONG and funny story)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we call him "Fat Boy, Fred, Meestah Meeestah....HEY YOU, terrorizor of my DOG, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all intents and purposes, I'm just gonna call him "dickhead."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dickhead doesn't want me to finish school with a 4.0. Fatboy wants to keep walking on my head while I try to sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Larry is an Asshole. Larry likes to terrorize the dog. We are talking several "BAPBAPBAP's to the k-9 nasal area daily.  Said dog was here first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said Larry is an asshole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Larry's time will come. Little does Larry know that he and the aforementioned Dog will be best friends before ....     hmmm..let's just say Labor Day is coming...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAAAAAAAAAA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-9179991361188538368?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/9179991361188538368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=9179991361188538368' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/9179991361188538368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/9179991361188538368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2011/05/two-years-later.html' title='Two Years Later...'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-6111374847033135378</id><published>2009-04-09T03:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T04:08:38.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GOOD LAWD Y'ALL!!!</title><content type='html'>Holy cow and wow and what a fucked up life this can be.  My dad's been going thru some real bullshit with his heart, which scares the living crap out of me.  Brotherman got a job, which is REALLY cool, and I've been WRITING again, as opposed to blogging.  Sorry, peeps, just some things i just can't share.  Met a boy (well, a man...), he's a vet (NO NOT animals).  Served Desert Storm and Afghanistan, and we've been really hitting it off and getting to know each other. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, new relationships are TOTALLY exciting...LMAO. He's gonna meet the 'rents for PIEROGI DAY!  Yeah, it's that time of year again...I'll try to post pics for you guys, but I can't make any guarantees. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather down here has been TOTALLY wonky.  The last two days were like 90 degrees and DRY as HELL, but today it was windy and dry, and only like 75 out.  Hello?  Is this REALLY April in AZ?  Too strange.  I am ready to move back east.  My best friend from high school called me and said she's really getting sick and tired of the fucking snow. LOL! Said I needed to "step up the plate" and just take the snow outta there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DO miss the snow, but with my skinny ass, there's no WAY I could deal with the cold. NO WAY, unless ya dress me like an eskimo.  LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...health is GREAT, bloodwork still superclean, no cancer, no nothing, all levels are good, captain...the only concern I've got at the moment is my throat...I am pretty sure it's the weather, but this sore throat shit has got to GO.  I'm afraid to go to the doc because of fear of nodes on my chords, and if that turns into yet ANOTHER surgery, I won't be able to talk for at least six weeks, let alone SING.   I'm not inviting trouble here, seriously, but my voice is TOO important to me, what with me running that 976 hotline and all...LMAO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted to stop in here and give y'all an update. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been talking to J off and on the last few days...he's doing REALLY WELL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone is doing great in their own corners of the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Lady K  &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYYYUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYYYUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Bass" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_29.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-6111374847033135378?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/6111374847033135378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=6111374847033135378' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/6111374847033135378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/6111374847033135378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2009/04/good-lawd-yall.html' title='GOOD LAWD Y&apos;ALL!!!'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-2535703253149897826</id><published>2009-02-26T21:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T22:08:55.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay, okay, okay!</title><content type='html'>I HAVE been very negligent in posting. (Thanks, Alkelda, and yes, I'm back, even if it's not every day...ha ha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The B12 shots seem to be working, I feel good!  No, I feel GREAT!  I'm all "Tony the Tiger" great!  I just hate climbing the walls after I get one of these things. I swear the cops would think I'm on meth or something for the next 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever. I sure as hell am not gonna wait over an HOUR just to get a friggin' B12 shot and put up with the unruly mexichildren, only to be called back, have my vitals taken, escorted to the "secondary" waiting room because doc didn't have an exam room available, wait another 20 minutes,then called back to the exam room and wait ANOTHER 15 minutes for the doc to come in, that's for sure. ALL just to get a fucking SHOT for crying out loud. ONE SHOT!!! Should be in/out, bing/bang, stick, bandaid, there ya go, see ya. Dang. I wouldn't care if they just came into the waiting room and stuck me in there!  It's not like I had to pull my pants down or something. I know, I know, all that insurance privacy stuff. I WORKED for an insurance company, I know all about that shit. Like these people are gonna know me in the next 5 minutes? My doc walked in when I was getting my vitals taken and I said, "hey doc! just here for my b-12!"  And now he wants to see me in 2 weeks to get bloodwork done?  NOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hematologist said you can't O.D. on B12, but this dude today says you could have problems if ya get too much of it. I'd believe a specialist over an MD any given day, sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read enough about my "condition," I eat my bananas (sorry, Bradley, again, but ugh, there are other ways to get potassium), I eat lots of spinach, strawberries, cottage cheese, bacon, chicken, and beans/legumes. I get my protein. AND I've made it a point to drink at LEAST 2 glasses of milk a day. I've gained 4 pounds! What the february do these people want? The state is paying for my stuff and the docs know it, and I'm not gonna let them milk the system. JEEZ. It just wouldn't be fair. There are more important illegal immigrant pregnant mothers who can't control their mexikids in the waiting rooms. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention, every time I get one of these B12 shots I climb the walls and practically up on the ceiling like a spider on crystal meth or something. NOT cool, because I can't sleep for two or three days. I'm thisclose to just running up to the corner to get some sleeping pills, which I know won't be good for my liver. Lord KNOWS I don't need another week in the hospital or worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I've vented, and, better, I've pretty much told y'all....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FEEL GOOD! (Yes, insert James Brown song here.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend, peeps, and I will keep ya posted on the jobfront. I really am considering going back to school for xray or ultrasound. Any ideas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYYYUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYYYUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Roll" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_1_21.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-2535703253149897826?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/2535703253149897826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=2535703253149897826' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/2535703253149897826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/2535703253149897826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2009/02/okay-okay-okay.html' title='Okay, okay, okay!'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-6610359483270787255</id><published>2009-02-13T00:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T00:17:01.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks to Saint Jude, American Idol, and Headphones Rule!</title><content type='html'>I want to thank Saint Jude for answering my call. My health is good, and I feel better and stronger than I have in almost 2 years. My hair isn't even falling out anymore! THANK YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got another B12 shot Thursday and am climbing the walls like a cricket or something. This time it hurt and burned, so next time I think I'll try it in the "hip" area where there's more muscle tissue or whatever. She said she thought she felt a tendon this time, and that's pro'lly why it hurt.  Gotta go back for 2 more, then hook back up with the vampires for analysis.  Other than that, things look good for me, health-wise!  WOOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay ~ I swore I'd never watch it again...I was really getting into repeats of "House," but it wasn't on, so I ended up flipping channels...again. It's cold here (yeah, yeah, I get cold even when it's 70 out) or I'd have just gone for a walk. I wound up HOOKED on American Idol again. I am kinda digging that they have 4 judges now, and still think Simon is a dick, although he seemed a lot softer. Randy is being more critical, at least from what I saw. I really wanted to shoot Tatiana, or whatever that emotional, annoying chick's name is. She needs to get a grip. The girl cries at the drop of a dime. I am NOT liking the whole "mansion" dealio, though. And the dramatic music? Pa-LEEZ.  Whatever happened to keeping it real?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO...I decided, now that I can sit long enough and I'm sick of repeats, to play on the computer. Only this time it's not to surf unless I'm looking for recipes or information (or visiting you guys), but to customize some shit. My brother sent me 2 disks' worth of his music library a few years ago for Christmas, and now that I'm getting used to Vista (yeah, LONG, LONG story), I was able to transfer all those files, and here I sit, HUGE smile, listening to Pink Floyd on my headphones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to blast it all over the place and sing my lungs out, but I don't want to disturb the elephant and rhino zoo that lives upstairs. I'm cool like that. Wish they were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYYYUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-6610359483270787255?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/6610359483270787255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=6610359483270787255' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/6610359483270787255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/6610359483270787255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2009/02/thank-you-saint-jude-dang-that-idol-and.html' title='Thanks to Saint Jude, American Idol, and Headphones Rule!'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-6906329221640671848</id><published>2009-02-11T06:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T06:55:21.811-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yoga is COOL</title><content type='html'>So....Everything is NORMAL!!! I'm down to 109-112, still can't gain anything, but things are cool. All my bloodwork is coming back good, except low b12 and potassium. MORE BANANAS! (No offense, Bradley, but I am pretty much banana-ed out)  The b12 shots don't hurt at all, it's just when they push it that's a little uncomfortable. HEY, I got no meat on these bones and I hate needles! I am doing everything I can to eat right and read up on foods that are high in b12. MILK is a good food! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got up early this morning to look for jobs (yes, I am STILL looking ~ ugh), then I was flipping channels on the TV and came across this lady that was doing yoga, so I said, "what the hell, let's try this."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoga is cool. I feel energized, organized, and I even cooked myself breakfast instead of eating my usual bowl of Total. I think I might just set my alarm and do this every day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone is having a great week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tap tap tap.......is this thing on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYYYUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYYYUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Music Note&amp;#13;&amp;#10;" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/29/29_4_21.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://smiley.smileycentral.com/download/index.jhtml?partner=ZSzeb096_ZSYYYYYYYYUS&amp;amp;utm_id=7924" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.smileycentral.com/sig.jsp?pc=ZSzeb096&amp;amp;pp=ZSYYYYYYYYUS" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-6906329221640671848?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/6906329221640671848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=6906329221640671848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/6906329221640671848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/6906329221640671848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2009/02/yoga-is-cool.html' title='Yoga is COOL'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-6102598830102582994</id><published>2009-01-25T20:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T20:37:39.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Kickin'!!!</title><content type='html'>Went to the doc (actually, 2), and bloodwork is GREAT, liver enzymes and kidney functions are back to normal!!!  FINALLY! The only thing that's all wonky is my potassium (HUGE horsepills, even when you cut them in half they stick in your throat) and my Vitamin b-12 is low, so I have to get shots for a few weeks, then the vampires can have at me again. I'm drinking lots of milk, eating GOOD food, i.e. balanced diet, fiber, (sneaking Crunchberries here and there) and have gained about 3 pounds that seem to be staying.  That B-12 shot, though...I was climbing the WALLS that day, and now I sleep like a baby at night, and seem to have more energy during the day.  We'll see what the next blood tests say. I was kinda bad over the weekend, smoking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to oncology...mammo looked okay, but she wanted to take more pics of the lymph nodes on my right side.  Most action I've gotten in a LONG time, ha ha!  The ultrasound was actually more painful than the mammogram, but since then, those nodes have shrunken, and she said we could just keep an eye on them rather than have one or both taken out for analysis, if that's cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEY...the more I can avoid another surgery, the better, right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew there was a light in the tunnel I've been through!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Monday, kiddos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-6102598830102582994?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/6102598830102582994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=6102598830102582994' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/6102598830102582994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/6102598830102582994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2009/01/still-kickin.html' title='Still Kickin&apos;!!!'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-1896068639142632534</id><published>2009-01-17T22:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T22:58:24.727-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a Thought...</title><content type='html'>I think that pilot did alright with that crash into the Hudson. It wasn't so much of a crash as much as it was a "skid."  I'm really glad everyone is okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I have to say about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO Cardinals. I've never been a big fan, and I'm not jumping on the bandwagon, but I really hope they can go all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone had a great weekend and has a great week!  I have an interview Monday, cross your fingers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-1896068639142632534?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/1896068639142632534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=1896068639142632534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/1896068639142632534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/1896068639142632534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2009/01/just-thought.html' title='Just a Thought...'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-3396325051213267044</id><published>2009-01-08T20:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T21:16:16.519-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello, It's Me</title><content type='html'>I've thought about this for a long, long time. Maybe I think too much but something's wrong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, gotta love the Todd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New year, new day, new me!  2008 sucked ASS for me, but 2009 is MINE. MINE, I tell you, MINE!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been remiss in my posting, this is clear. I got a job for a day, was on my feet, and went home with my ankles three times their size, couldn't bend my knees (I couldn't even SEE my kneecaps), and felt exhausted.  The doc told me to just keep my feet up. A couple weeks later, I was in the hospital with severe edema and my stomach so distended it looked like I was about 11 months pregnant. They drained about a gallon and a half of fluid from my abdomen (NOT a fun procedure, although they were really gentle), poked and prodded me, took what felt like a gallon's worth of blood, and stuck me in a bed for a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went through a CT, MRI, ultrasounds, numerous blood tests for lesions they found on my liver. Thank GOD there was no cancer, as far as they can tell, and my kidneys look and are functioning normally. I'm still scared as hell, and have to keep going to follow-up appointments with oncologists/hematologists, GI's, new PCP's, you name it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was as honest with these people as I've ever been. Now they're saying that "drinking" might not be the cause of the damage to my liver. They can't figure out why I can't gain any weight, even though I eat just about everything in sight. I sure hope that doesn't come back to bite me in the ass, or any other region of my bod, although truth to tell, I really wish this whole weight loss thing didn't affect my boobs. Then again, more than a mouthful's a waste, right?  ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holidays were great, had family in town. LOVE them, but it's nice to get things back to normal again, ya know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone is happy, healthy, and has a GREAT 2009.  BTW, for those who read this, I talked to Hitman J tonite, and he told me to tell all "hello!" He's doing really well.  Really adapting to that PA accent, that's for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time, peeps!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-3396325051213267044?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/3396325051213267044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=3396325051213267044' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/3396325051213267044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/3396325051213267044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2009/01/hello-its-me.html' title='Hello, It&apos;s Me'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-9047770290731821971</id><published>2008-10-24T22:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T23:04:48.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye, Peeps!</title><content type='html'>I've had enough of this online stuff. I finally DID get a job, even if it IS working at Einstein's Bagels. Just sucks that I'll have to get up to be AT WORK by 5am.  Hey, better than nuthin' with the economy being the way it is, right? Health issues are still there but getting better. Like anyone out there cares anyway, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only wish the best for ALL OF YOU and yours.  Keep on keepin' on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Happy Happy....Joy Joy Joy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Halloween, Happy Election Day (hopefully), Happy Thanksgiving, Merry Christmas (or whichever P.C. I should say here), and Happy New Year!  Who knows what tomorrow brings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=_undefined" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=_undefined" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Werewolf" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/8/8_1_219.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=_undefined" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Mummy" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/8/8_1_221.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=_undefined" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Vote" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/21/21_1_3.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=_undefined" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Turkey" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/8/8_5_13.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=_undefined" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="3D Santa" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_15_61.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=_undefined" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="3D Rudolph" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_15_62.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=_undefined" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Noisemaker 3" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_15_26.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-9047770290731821971?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/9047770290731821971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=9047770290731821971' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/9047770290731821971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/9047770290731821971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2008/10/goodbye-peeps.html' title='Goodbye, Peeps!'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-1731852359345965889</id><published>2008-10-19T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T22:02:48.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to ME!!!</title><content type='html'>Well, I had things to say, then I had a cool video to embed, but blogger ate it. Either that, or y'all are gonna get a bunch of goobblediegook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reader's Digest version: feeling MUCH better, don't have to go back to the doc for three months, BP med dose is cut in half, and applied for a kickass job that I REALLY want. Keep your fingers crossed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the SONG I wanted to post, but the "embed" keeps wiping everything out of blogger, so I'm leavin' ya with the URL. LOL I know, now adays, that's "old school" stuff... I'm pasting the URL, and trying the embed thing one more time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YGXYiIDTPDI"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YGXYiIDTPDI&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YGXYiIDTPDI&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a fabulous week!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=_undefined" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=_undefined" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Birthday Candles" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/13/13_10_13.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://smiley.smileycentral.com/download/index.jhtml?partner=ZSzeb112_ZSYYYYYYBXUS&amp;amp;utm_id=7920" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.smileycentral.com/sig.jsp?pc=[object" border="0" pp="'ZSYYYYYYBXUS" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-1731852359345965889?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/1731852359345965889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=1731852359345965889' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/1731852359345965889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/1731852359345965889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy Birthday to ME!!!'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-7101168407224311710</id><published>2008-10-12T13:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T14:11:55.182-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BOO!!!!</title><content type='html'>I know it's been awhile since I've posted. There have been a lot of things I've needed to concentrate on, mainly the neverending search for a JOB (this economy SO SUCKS right now) and even more health issues. That's right, kids, the fun just never ends. I'm coming up on the big 4-3 this month and at this point I'll feel lucky if I make it to 50. There's fluid in my liver, causing my stomach to distend, sometimes to the point where I look pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a bladder/kidney infection, which has had my temperature between 99 and 102 for almost 2 weeks. I shouldn't have waited so long to go to the doc. Now there may be fluid around my right lung, so I have to get a chest x-ray Monday morning. With no insurance (e.g. waiting so long to go to the doc) and AHCCCS giving me the runaround for the last TWO MONTHS (AHCCCS is health insurance/cash assistance, gov'ment help) this has been costing a small fortune. The doc says what he's hearing in the stethescope isn't good and it's critical for me to get the x-ray ASAP. The last bloodwork he wanted would have cost me over $2,000 without insurance, so I didn't get them done. It was bad enough with the liver ultrasound.  Now the doc is saying they may have to go in with a long-ass needle and drain the fluid outta there. I have a thing about needles in the first place, so if this happens, they had BETTER knock me out for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I can go on and on and on. I'm sure there's people out there with worse problems than I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's cold today (43 when I got up this morning) so I've got chili in the crockpot. I was pretty much "ordered" to eat more protein, so the meat &amp;amp; beans in there should help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope all is well with everyone. I'll get around to commenting as soon as I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace, good vibes, and Happy Columbus Day!&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=_undefined" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=_undefined" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=_undefined" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Pumpkin" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/8/8_1_218.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-7101168407224311710?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/7101168407224311710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=7101168407224311710' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/7101168407224311710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/7101168407224311710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2008/10/boo.html' title='BOO!!!!'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-8806698714565488018</id><published>2008-09-27T01:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T02:05:34.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stayin' Alive</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Fdv8Qi_k-I4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Fdv8Qi_k-I4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-8806698714565488018?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/8806698714565488018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=8806698714565488018' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/8806698714565488018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/8806698714565488018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2008/09/stayin-alive.html' title='Stayin&apos; Alive'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-8711359765300516527</id><published>2008-09-21T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T10:50:12.262-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shine On, You Crazy Diamond!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/SNaIGDuTEeI/AAAAAAAABHQ/ttbYKK7r6L4/s1600-h/Rick+Wright+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248532053406978530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/SNaIGDuTEeI/AAAAAAAABHQ/ttbYKK7r6L4/s320/Rick+Wright+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248532364557937986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/SNaIYK2d7UI/AAAAAAAABHY/yM4ymQ6OXIk/s320/Rick+Wright+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Richard Wright, 1943-2008.  See you on the dark side of the moon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I heard about it earlier last week...a true legend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=_undefined" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" border="0" /&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/8549760229185313136-8711359765300516527?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/8711359765300516527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=8711359765300516527' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/8711359765300516527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/8711359765300516527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2008/09/shine-on-you-crazy-diamond.html' title='Shine On, You Crazy Diamond!!!'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/SNaIGDuTEeI/AAAAAAAABHQ/ttbYKK7r6L4/s72-c/Rick+Wright+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-2794552875887798902</id><published>2008-09-12T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T09:29:01.137-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAD to do This...</title><content type='html'>My BFF was supposed to come down tonight so we could talk, be girls, and whatnot. She's busy being an internet HO and whatever. I can't be pissed, I've done the same thing. So this one's for her! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/g82yZXXpxY8&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XyhhFzE5O5U&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-2794552875887798902?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/2794552875887798902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=2794552875887798902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/2794552875887798902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/2794552875887798902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2008/09/had-to-do-this.html' title='HAD to do This...'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-8202467139980211722</id><published>2008-08-25T14:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T14:59:01.995-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gonna Get HIT!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was just outside walking the dog and took THESE pics. We are SO gonna GET IT! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238575881122622066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/SLMpAjs-KnI/AAAAAAAAAzA/IS85G_OR_7I/s320/Image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238576530045277010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/SLMpmVIME1I/AAAAAAAAAzQ/jdfKC2lbHUo/s320/Image012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238576712718200562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/SLMpw9ozrvI/AAAAAAAAAzY/vVZhnl8MUhw/s320/Image007.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YAY!  After such a dry spell, and having the weirdest flu I've had in a long time, I WAS gonna take a nap, but now I think I'll just wait for the rain...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope everyone is having a good Monday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=_undefined" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=_undefined" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Rainy" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/28/28_2_3v.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/8549760229185313136-8202467139980211722?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/8202467139980211722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=8202467139980211722' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/8202467139980211722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/8202467139980211722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2008/08/gonna-get-hit.html' title='Gonna Get HIT!!!'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/SLMpAjs-KnI/AAAAAAAAAzA/IS85G_OR_7I/s72-c/Image001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-8370774195881637235</id><published>2008-08-14T20:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T20:14:12.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How Much Is That Snake in the Window???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/SKT0G9qmTLI/AAAAAAAAAy4/L4viVFIlL3Q/s1600-h/cool+tattoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234577067380985010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/SKT0G9qmTLI/AAAAAAAAAy4/L4viVFIlL3Q/s320/cool+tattoo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looks like Chuck is taking the ol' skinboat to TUNATOWN!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a GREAT weekend, peeps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="52" alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" width="34" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="77" alt="Snake" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_33_17.gif" width="77" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-8370774195881637235?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/8370774195881637235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=8370774195881637235' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/8370774195881637235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/8370774195881637235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2008/08/how-much-is-that-snake-in-window.html' title='How Much Is That Snake in the Window???'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/SKT0G9qmTLI/AAAAAAAAAy4/L4viVFIlL3Q/s72-c/cool+tattoo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-1990524909365923702</id><published>2008-08-08T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T18:53:49.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Foot Fettish</title><content type='html'>JEEZ, kids, the fun just never STOPS around here, does it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, here's the scoop: I finally got in to see the doc, and there is NO fungus among us. Thank GOD for that. I DID learn that if it WERE some kind of fungus or something, it doesn't cause pain or anything, it's just really FUGLY.  Which, by the way, my feet are not, according to him. hee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However...oh, yes, there's a "however..."  (Did you expect anything less from this child?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of all the pain, burning, stigmata-like nail-driving pain and associated tingling in my toes/feet, he thinks it may be due to a vitamin B-12 deficiency OR, because of the weight loss, a hyperthyroid issue. So he ordered like 5 blood tests (yes, back to the vampires). UGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this without insurance. It's fucking killing me. The rents are helping me out BIG TIME, but I hate imposing on them. Pops is thisclose to retiring, so I am feeling guilty as hell. THEY just want to see me healthy. I just want to be able to take care of myself without help. Yeah, I'm stubborn and independent and hate asking for help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, all the blood tests the doc ordered were based upon a "peripheral neuropathy" issue. When I read up on this, it's pretty common in people who are having trouble absorbing vitamins, mainly the B12, and happens a lot when people have surgery on their insides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go figure.  What the fuck did I DO in my past life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I haven't been around much, I promise to be more diligent in visiting/commenting/posting. You guys have been cracking me up with yours, and I DO appreciate the good wishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Limpy...how the FUCK did you figure out the secret ingredient in my BBQ sauce? And here I thought I was gonna have a corner on the market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday...we need to talk...LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather here has been MOST awesome! Well, hot, humid, and miserable, but the storms have been spectacular. It's been better to stay indoors because of all the lightening. Almost as good as the 4th of July fireworks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone has a great weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="52" alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" width="34" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="66" alt="Bubbles" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/7/7_9_7.gif" width="66" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="34" alt="Peace" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/12/12_1_101.gif" width="34" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-1990524909365923702?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/1990524909365923702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=1990524909365923702' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/1990524909365923702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/1990524909365923702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2008/08/foot-fettish.html' title='Foot Fettish'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-269537751402719744</id><published>2008-07-30T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T08:10:52.878-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Goes By...</title><content type='html'>Sorry I haven't been around, kiddos. Been having more health issues to deal with.  Right now it's my FEET, which make me feel like I'm a stigmata victim or something. I have a doc appointment on the 4th (the soonest I could get in, believe it or not), so I'll know WTF more about that hopefully soon. Meanwhile, a lot of soaking, rubbing, and slathering of whatever I can get my hands on to make them feel better is going on. (watch it, Limpy ;-) ...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They've been promising rain for about 2 weeks, then they say it won't. Typical end of July shit.  Southern AZ got smacked pretty hard with all the tropical Dolly weather. Makes me want to move down that way. Just my luck, I'd just get settled in, and the weather would develop here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone is having a great month!  By the way, I had a dream about NONNY the other night...anyone heard from her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="52" alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" width="34" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img height="32" alt="Cactus" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/16/16_15_10.gif" width="29" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-269537751402719744?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/269537751402719744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=269537751402719744' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/269537751402719744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/269537751402719744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2008/07/time-goes-by.html' title='Time Goes By...'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-4314885710615833275</id><published>2008-07-09T18:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T18:23:52.385-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whatthefuckville...</title><content type='html'>Population: ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dropped off my car LAST THURSDAY. I understand that they were closed for the 4th holiday and all that, but today is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEP!  WEDNESDAY, JULY NINTH!  The fucker STILL hasn't looked at my car. Gave me a TON of excuses, so tomorrow morning I think I'm going to just GET my car and get it into a shop that has people who WILL look at it AND keep me posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am ONE PISSED BITCH right now. The common courtesy would have been at least for this assflicker to CALL and TELL me that he wasn't able to get to it, so I would have the option to take it somewhere else.  THEN, I called him today, and his SON tells me that the "compression tester" they were going to put it on was BROKEN, and they had to order a new one, which is "supposed to be in first thing in the morning."  BULLSHIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe seething is a good descriptive word here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention, mother nature is teasing us with wind and dust and clouds every night, but no rain in sight.  And YES, y'all, I'm taking my hormones, ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Done venting. I had to do it or my family and my dog were going to suffer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for listening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank god for my awesome cooking skills, even though I have NO appetite.  I made some more home-made bbq sauce today, and really am thinking about patenting the recipe. I'll post pictures of some ribs this weekend, if I'm not too busy kicking that mechanic's balls into his throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna go do some laps in the pool and blow some bubbles. The pool is like bathwater right now, but it'll at least help me sleep tonight, right?  And blowing bubbles...come on!  Who doesn't like that in the summertime, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="52" alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" width="34" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="66" alt="Bubbles" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/7/7_9_7.gif" width="66" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-4314885710615833275?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/4314885710615833275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=4314885710615833275' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/4314885710615833275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/4314885710615833275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2008/07/whatthefuckville.html' title='Whatthefuckville...'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-6208151924728251657</id><published>2008-07-01T13:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T14:03:29.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And It Gets Even BETTER!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My car is fucked. I went to the grocery last week (not even a mile from here), and the damn thing started overheating. It was only 10:30 in the MORNING. WTF?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brotherman took a look at it over the weekend, replaced the thermostat, checked the situation out, and thinks I have a blown head gasket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay...How the FUCK am I supposed to get to ANY job interview with a blown head gasket? We don't know for sure, but I can't get more than 1/2 mile without the dang temperature guage pegging out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ain't life grand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On to bigger and better things!!! I was looking for a song I was writing a long time ago, and came across an autobiographical story I wrote when I first started camping/hunting/fishing down here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's kind of a long story, but it may be coming to this blog soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meanwhile, as long promised, here's ONE pic I will share (reluctantly), taken a few days ago, and then a couple of sky pics. Hope everyone is having a good week. I'll try to get some more pics posted soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218148751355260530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/SGqWpHWtrnI/AAAAAAAAAxw/cGThOrlHqkQ/s320/Image026.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Yeah, I'm being a pool pixie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218149805562604450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/SGqXmelVK6I/AAAAAAAAAyI/86CqfQZlUdA/s320/Image000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Virga! The air at least SMELLED like rain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218150575663167698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/SGqYTTbnONI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/hnHhxb4FGI4/s320/Image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218151269805546722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/SGqY7tUDXOI/AAAAAAAAAyY/DIzjJME6Gwk/s320/Image008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The sunsets here are AWESOME this time of year, even though it's miserable outside. At least the cicadas are starting to whine. Gotta know it'll be raining here soon...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace, kids!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="52" alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" width="34" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-6208151924728251657?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/6208151924728251657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=6208151924728251657' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/6208151924728251657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/6208151924728251657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2008/07/and-it-gets-even-better.html' title='And It Gets Even BETTER!!!'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/SGqWpHWtrnI/AAAAAAAAAxw/cGThOrlHqkQ/s72-c/Image026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-6184472197155967882</id><published>2008-06-24T17:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T19:55:09.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How Lady Got Her Voice Back</title><content type='html'>No, LIMPY, it's not how you'd THINK. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of rest, screening calls, and only talking when I NEEDED to talk, and lots of warm liquids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, Limpy, it's not how you'd like to THINK. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've still been working on more songs on my guitar. I've acquired a temporary 12-string accoustic and a classical 6-string to work with, too. My fingers feel like they're gonna bleed any second, but my voice has been in my head for awhile, so maybe it's time to trade one for the other. Hey, your fingers don't bleed when you're fingerpainting and humming quietly to yourself, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah...it's probably time for the padded room. I'm going nuts without a job, some kind of structured environment. I applied for a pretty good one today, so we'll see how that goes. With gas prices being so high, it would be detrimental for me to do the "commute" again. Especially in this heat. Not that I'm making excuses, it's just ridiculous these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOWEVER! The clouds are starting to roll in for monsoon! These are small, but they keep coming every afternoon:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215612787542034002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/SGGUMl9thlI/AAAAAAAAAxg/-ZMv-FBYlhc/s320/Image012.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215612862262715426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/SGGUQ8UgpCI/AAAAAAAAAxo/hUdbZ5ebt8s/s320/Image013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still waiting for those huge rollers to come in, but for now, these are good for a little shade once in awhile. Tomorrow is only supposed to be about 107. BRR! I think I'll break out my sweater!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great Hump Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="52" alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" width="34" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="48" alt="Love Song" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/11/11_1_205.gif" width="43" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-6184472197155967882?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/6184472197155967882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=6184472197155967882' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/6184472197155967882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/6184472197155967882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2008/06/how-lady-got-her-voice-back.html' title='How Lady Got Her Voice Back'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/SGGUMl9thlI/AAAAAAAAAxg/-ZMv-FBYlhc/s72-c/Image012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-4605871308391065976</id><published>2008-06-21T14:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T14:39:44.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Got BLISTERS on my FINGERS!!!</title><content type='html'>Holy crawfish, kids, that's what I get for taking a break, the economy sucking dry bricks, and getting addicted to youtube. I am learning songs like crazy, I cut off my nails (but decided to grow my hair again, ha ha) and I have NO voice at the moment because I've bruised my vocal chords. WARM liquids, not HOT, not COLD, but WARM. So I'm back to broth and green tea, for the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn it. The last thing I need right now is to lose more weight. Especially in this frickin' 115 degree HEAT!!! It's monsoon season, and the clouds are starting to show up to the southeast, so that's a good sign, right? I DID hear a cicada (sp?) bug the other day, too, and that's also a good sign that the rain will come soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a good time when I sang my ASS off for 2 days, though. My best friend got some of it on tape, and she has my permission to put it up on youtube, but we'll see. If it does make it there, I'll let y'all know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="52" alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" width="34" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="68" alt="Dove" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/11/11_12_11.gif" width="75" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-4605871308391065976?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/4605871308391065976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=4605871308391065976' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/4605871308391065976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/4605871308391065976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-got-blisters-on-my-fingers.html' title='I Got BLISTERS on my FINGERS!!!'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-4628004772629342398</id><published>2008-06-13T12:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T13:41:36.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, Yes, the Floyd</title><content type='html'>First off: HAPPY FATHER'S DAY to all you fathers out there! Hope you all get new...uh...something from Craftsman or some homemade gadgets or something cool, like this! ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211462778334070642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/SFLVyQ7Fx3I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/L4WzAjVBB-Y/s320/puzzle+clock.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, HEYLL YEAH, BOYEEEE!!! The Floyd is ON like ... Well, Floyd! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pink, that is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Floyd, ya know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211461035237587298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/SFLUMzYgOWI/AAAAAAAAAxI/eObG7a7hfl8/s320/andy+griffith+pink+floyd2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;(Yeah, I should be institutionalized for finding that one) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211455057120234930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/SFLOw1KQjbI/AAAAAAAAAxA/vz9Cd8TG4kw/s320/PF7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;By the way, which one's Pink?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211454507503909026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/SFLOQ1rg-KI/AAAAAAAAAwo/xGXKOkorfSM/s320/PF2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Day after Father's Day, every year, for the last 15+ years, it's Pink Floyd, baby, ALL DAY. Moms goes to work (or whatever she decides to do), and we just hang out blasting the music all fucking day. It's AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddio didn't know if he was gonna be able to do it this year, but I got the call, and it is ON, YO. The videos, the cd's, the books, the fun, the Dark Side/Wiz of Oz, the junk food, just the hangin' with Pops. I was really bummed when he said he might not do it this year, but MAN am I SO HAPPY or WHAT? I am STOKED like a summer BONFIRE!!! Who gives a donkey kong if I don't have a job on Monday, I get to hang with Pops and JAM to some great music. I know, I'm such a daddy's girl. ;) &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a great week, y'all. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211454788884489314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/SFLOhN535GI/AAAAAAAAAww/WPDlEzFkNts/s320/PF3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="52" alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" width="34" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="21" alt="Pink" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/4/4_6_209.gif" width="21" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="35" alt="Floyd" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/24_4_51.gif" width="105" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-4628004772629342398?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/4628004772629342398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=4628004772629342398' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/4628004772629342398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/4628004772629342398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2008/06/oh-yes-floyd.html' title='Oh, Yes, the Floyd'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/SFLVyQ7Fx3I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/L4WzAjVBB-Y/s72-c/puzzle+clock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-7077609229500155531</id><published>2008-06-04T18:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T18:57:38.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Skies &amp; Fries</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Took some pretty cool pics, and made the fries myself, with an idea I got from watching the Food Network. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208207873522796082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/SEdFd3m4BjI/AAAAAAAAAwI/vuXIK4pJDvY/s320/Image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208208182760441410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/SEdFv3m4BkI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/xRIQEXQoRUk/s320/Image011(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I took this pic after actually scarfing HALF the fries!  Normally I freeze them for later or something. These were made with russets, tossing them with flour mixed with cornstarch, then fried normally. They were TASTY!  I sprinkled a little apple cider vinegar on the ones I did eat and OH BOY it was like being at the fair or something. Maybe now I'll gain a lb. or two. I got down to 113, but am back up to 115/118, depending on how much smoothie and banana bread I eat in the morning, ha ha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208208427573577298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/SEdF-Hm4BlI/AAAAAAAAAwY/zkMAsZ9c8KI/s320/Image024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, that's all. You all KNEW I couldn't stay away too long. Things are starting look up, I'll say that much for now.  My dill is coming up nicely, I just might put up some pickles or something. If it continues to grow as well as it has.  Hope everything is great in your corners of the globe!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Peace out!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="52" alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" width="34" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-7077609229500155531?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/7077609229500155531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=7077609229500155531' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/7077609229500155531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/7077609229500155531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2008/06/skies-fries.html' title='Skies &amp; Fries'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/SEdFd3m4BjI/AAAAAAAAAwI/vuXIK4pJDvY/s72-c/Image001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-5908972138760715304</id><published>2008-05-27T17:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T17:48:10.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah, I Think I'm Gonna Say See Ya</title><content type='html'>It's not like I'm LOOKING for comments, it's just that I just don't feel like writing anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell, I don't have anything to WRITE about anymore. Not like anyone cares that much, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep this post up until I decide to delete, just so I can keep in "touch" with all of you's, but even then, the last post I had up only had 6 comments. YAY, I'm SO popular. Laughing out LEWD, pun intended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those of you who know me can email me any ANY time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have some things going on in this life that really need my attention, and though I DO take pictures and want to post them to y'all, I gotta do what I gotta do. I just need a little break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TbFI0HV4rSk&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIG LOVE and PEACE,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="52" alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" width="34" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="68" alt="Dove" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/11/11_12_11.gif" width="75" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-5908972138760715304?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/5908972138760715304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=5908972138760715304' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/5908972138760715304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/5908972138760715304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2008/05/yeah-i-think-im-gonna-say-see-ya.html' title='Yeah, I Think I&apos;m Gonna Say See Ya'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-1944917686111598197</id><published>2008-05-22T17:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T18:02:45.651-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lovin' Every Minute of It!!!</title><content type='html'>The weather was hotter than HELL for a few days, but today it is COLD and raining cats and dogs in my neck of the woods. I actually had to break out my sweats (which make me look like a ridiculous circus clown now). Hey, at least I'm warm, right? Seriously, I got hail and lightening, thunder, and the temperature down here is below 50. CRAZY for the end of May in the desert. This time of year I never thought I'd want to go indoors to get WARM! Well, not since I lived back east, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check THIS!!!   &lt;a href="http://www.wunderground.com/radar/radblast.asp?zoommode=zoom&amp;amp;num=6&amp;amp;delay=15&amp;amp;scale=1.000&amp;amp;noclutter=0&amp;amp;ID=IWA&amp;amp;type=N0R&amp;amp;lat=33.30876923&amp;amp;lon=-111.92140198&amp;amp;label=Chandler,%20AZ&amp;amp;showstorms=0&amp;amp;map.x=434&amp;amp;map.y=269&amp;amp;centerx=400&amp;amp;centery=240&amp;amp;lightning=0&amp;amp;showlabels=1&amp;amp;rainsnow=0"&gt;http://www.wunderground.com/radar/radblast.asp?zoommode=zoom&amp;amp;num=6&amp;amp;delay=15&amp;amp;scale=1.000&amp;amp;noclutter=0&amp;amp;ID=IWA&amp;amp;type=N0R&amp;amp;lat=33.30876923&amp;amp;lon=-111.92140198&amp;amp;label=Chandler,%20AZ&amp;amp;showstorms=0&amp;amp;map.x=434&amp;amp;map.y=269&amp;amp;centerx=400&amp;amp;centery=240&amp;amp;lightning=0&amp;amp;showlabels=1&amp;amp;rainsnow=0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope that link comes through.  I LOVE looking at the radar stuff.  And I am NOT going to complain, because next week it'll go back up into triple digits, and I won't see anything like this until at LEAST November. This has just been a really cool surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another cool surprise is that the DES called me back (finally) about my unemployment situation. Looks like I will probably get some RETRO payment because somewhere, somehow, my account got put into a dormant status and that's why nobody was returning my calls. I was a squeaky wheel and got some grease. I'll believe it when I see it, but at least I feel like I can take a deep breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was gonna go camping this weekend, but conditions are not optimal. Meaning, I'd freeze my little ASS off and probably blow away in the wind that's been going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone has a really nice, fun, safe Memorial Day weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ex's and oh's!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="52" alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" width="34" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="85" alt="Rainy" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/28/28_2_3v.gif" width="110" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="57" alt="Bundled" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_1_64.gif" width="66" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="53" alt="Flag" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/8/8_13_101.gif" width="82" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-1944917686111598197?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/1944917686111598197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=1944917686111598197' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/1944917686111598197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/1944917686111598197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2008/05/lovin-every-minute-of-it.html' title='Lovin&apos; Every Minute of It!!!'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-7653196043063464034</id><published>2008-05-18T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T20:11:02.025-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mama's Magic Balls</title><content type='html'>Holy crap, peeps! My mom made home-made POPCORN BALLS this week. She hasn't done this since we were growing up! Every year when we were in gradeschool (Catholic, mind y'all), she and my dad would LABOR to make 2 to 300 of these suckers for every kid in the school. They'd be buttering up their hands, rollin' 'em up into balls, and once they'd cooled off I'd tuck 'em away into baggies, and they'd go into a sack for Santa to hand out to the kids just before we got our Christmas vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo and behold, I had a taste of this wonderful treat this weekend, and I started cooking and eating again.  I even had a moment on the phone with brotherman that actually ended with a lot of childish antics and laughter. Good times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DID have the good sense to take a picture of these magical balls!  (LOL I'm so juvenile I just like typing "magical balls..." ~ yeah, I'm a dork)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201917836143031362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/SDDstgYS9EI/AAAAAAAAAv4/qzlznD-7QcM/s320/Image025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;...She STILL won't give me the friggin' recipe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great Monday!!!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="52" alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" width="34" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="53" alt="Magic Wand" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/12/12_1_126.gif" width="57" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-7653196043063464034?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/7653196043063464034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=7653196043063464034' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/7653196043063464034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/7653196043063464034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2008/05/mamas-magic-balls.html' title='Mama&apos;s Magic Balls'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/SDDstgYS9EI/AAAAAAAAAv4/qzlznD-7QcM/s72-c/Image025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-150488864910709843</id><published>2008-05-16T18:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T20:39:06.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So...NO.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fUpQdVSjt3w"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fUpQdVSjt3w&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could have said yes, but I know who I am. I'm gonna be sad for awhile, but I know I'm making the right decision here. He's a great person, he really IS, but for the rest of my LIFE? I just can't even see it. I hate to hurt ANYONE, but I really have to think about ME. Am I selfish? I sure FEEL like it right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have an interview with a REAL company on Monday afternoon. Keep all y'all's fingers crossed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep the good vibes coming, k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nWDfH51gvc0"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nWDfH51gvc0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone has a great, safe weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="52" alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" width="34" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-150488864910709843?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/150488864910709843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=150488864910709843' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/150488864910709843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/150488864910709843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2008/05/sono.html' title='So...NO.'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-5615835626757200340</id><published>2008-05-14T19:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T19:34:03.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Save the Polar Bear...Save the World</title><content type='html'>Good LAWD. I likes me some Polar Bears! Seems they are in danger because of global warming. &lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200423324962976802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/SCuddgYS9CI/AAAAAAAAAvo/g5a-hUaaThw/s320/Polar+Bears.jpg" border="0" /&gt;What does this mean? Anything and everything living inandaround there is going to be in danger, too? And what is all this about the honey bees disappearing? OK, I admit, I HATE bees (ANY flying bug, for that matter...that buzzing noise...UGH), but I DO like things made from honey.  The allergies from the pollen and the stingers...not so much, but hey...they have a job, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200424368640029746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/SCueaQYS9DI/AAAAAAAAAvw/FCjLXUNw-cA/s320/Honey+Bee+on+flower.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I'm no tree hugger, but news like that really freaks me out a little bit. I usually don't watch the news for a reason.  Mainly, I can't take it, empathetically (if that's even a word). My heart goes out to China, also all the folks in the tornado disasters here in the US. Don't even get me started on the whole Iraq shit. Can't we just all get along?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, I'm done with the soap box for now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a HUGE decision to make in the next few days. Big. HUMONGOUS. I just may have to find my way up to the Rim with my guitar and my dog and hike it out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="52" alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" width="34" border="0" /&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/8549760229185313136-5615835626757200340?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/5615835626757200340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=5615835626757200340' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/5615835626757200340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/5615835626757200340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2008/05/save-polar-bearsave-world.html' title='Save the Polar Bear...Save the World'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/SCuddgYS9CI/AAAAAAAAAvo/g5a-hUaaThw/s72-c/Polar+Bears.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-7285551428774782448</id><published>2008-05-12T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T09:48:23.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Another Manic Monday</title><content type='html'>First, HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY to all the mom's out there!  Hope it was a good one. Brotherman and I cooked dinner for our mom yesterday (Hawaiian Chicken) and it was pretty darn tasty. Sorry, I forgot to take pictures. I baked a French apple pie, and that turned out REALLY tasty, especially with some vanilla ice cream! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I gained a whole pound!  Woot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo...so the job I THOUGHT I had in the bag turned out to be a dead end. I know something will come along soon, if nothing else maybe unemployment will kick in (retro to March, I hope), since I actually sent all my reports via SNAIL MAIL, since their website won't recognize my Social, and nobody will return my phone calls. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far today I've applied for 6 jobs. This is getting to be a job within itself.  What's really starting to piss me off is that a LOT of these companies are REQUIRING people to be bilingual now. What the fuck? Is this not AMERICA? Good grief.  Now I'm being discriminated against because I'm a cracker who can't converse in Spanish?  It's unnerving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's time to start thinking outside the box. I'll bet I could get a lot more thinking done at the pool, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone has a great Monday, and a great week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao! (ha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="52" alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" width="34" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="71" alt="In The Pool" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_1_69.gif" width="75" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-7285551428774782448?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/7285551428774782448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=7285551428774782448' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/7285551428774782448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/7285551428774782448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2008/05/just-another-manic-monday.html' title='Just Another Manic Monday'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-6626375197656650450</id><published>2008-05-04T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T08:27:23.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lady Got Some Hits and a Lick!</title><content type='html'>SO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a couple of "hits" on the resume I posted on CareerBuilder.com, and will be calling these people back on Monday morning. YAY. If I don't get some income soon, you'll be hearing from me even less frequently than now. LAWD KNOWS they don't have electricity from a cardboard box under a bridge, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since my last post, I have:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost 5+ more pounds (much to my dismay, sort of...I'm now 5' 1/2" and down to 115 lbs. ) My mom thinks I'm anorexic and shit. Believe ME, I EAT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cut my nails and ALMOST learned a new song on my guitar, although I'm trying to transpose it DOWN a step. NOT as easy as I thought it may be! It's easier vocally for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BABIED the carnation seedlings I planted so they don't die and so I can give a couple pots to my mom for her new gardens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotten in touch with music again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotten in touch with old friends and family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried to throw a pot. LOL, OH, how I TRIED. I can honestly say, I SUCK at pottery, but this is NOT stopping me. I am determined. I may not be showing pics of ME, but I WILL show pics of SOME sort of pottery that I "throw." LMFAO. My hands are SO dry from this clay it's not even funny, but this is pretty fun. (And let me tell ya, I can't get that stupid scene from "Ghost" outta my friggin' head.) Next week is supposed to be back down into the 80's, so that will be PERFECT for me to practice again...perhaps just in time for Mother's Day. If not, I'll just mush it down like I did when I was a kid and carve something into the clay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to PetSmart, got some dog food and some stuff to clean the gunk outta my dog's ears. She's been suffering, since the weather's warming up, and when I finally cleaned all the stuff out (ewwww), she was running around here like she was a kid in an amusement park, knocked me down and licked my face like there was jelly on it or something. I perceived that as a "thank you, mom!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took her to the park and HOLY COW she was just a new person. Kinda like me, after a nice, long hot soak, which is where I'm headed right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a Happy Monday, kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="52" alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" width="34" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-6626375197656650450?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/6626375197656650450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=6626375197656650450' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/6626375197656650450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/6626375197656650450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2008/05/lady-got-some-hits-and-lick.html' title='The Lady Got Some Hits and a Lick!'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-6432782760427823667</id><published>2008-05-02T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T23:21:45.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Wanted to Say HI!!!</title><content type='html'>I know I haven't been posting much, but BOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just have shit goin' on, that's all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to MENTION, my CABLE carrier is doing their DAMNDEST to get me to go digital. I thought I did right by "bundling" all my stuff. I thought I WAS digital when I signed UP for the whole "bundled" package!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I think I may just call their collective asses, because even NOW they are giving me these "pixels" while I type. AND, while I watch TV, the sound cuts out, and I get these little "pixels" in the midst of my movie! WTF is THAT all about? I thought I signed UP for this whole "digital" shit. UGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="52" alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" width="34" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-6432782760427823667?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/6432782760427823667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=6432782760427823667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/6432782760427823667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/6432782760427823667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2008/05/just-wanted-to-say-hi.html' title='Just Wanted to Say HI!!!'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-4580377120291070239</id><published>2008-04-29T13:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T14:43:09.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Say Hello To My Little Friend!!!</title><content type='html'>Minds out of the gutter, pervs...LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/SBeHV_QTT5I/AAAAAAAAAvY/IgNXmMHM-a8/s1600-h/Image007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194769507021967250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/SBeHV_QTT5I/AAAAAAAAAvY/IgNXmMHM-a8/s320/Image007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I HONESTLY have no idea where I got this gadget, but it is really helping me to exercise my left hand and get more strength back in the digits. Alkelda, whether you know it or not, you helped put a proverbial fire under my ass to get out my guitar again. I can't remember half the lyrics and cords in the songs I used to play, but I'll get there soon enough. Now I have a few new ones to learn! ;)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194771585786138530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/SBeJO_QTT6I/AAAAAAAAAvg/MkP-rOiAsts/s320/Image000.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;I found this last picture on my cameraphone. I actually thought there was a snake up in the tall palm tree at my parents' house. Freaked me out, and they giggled because it was just an old branch from the vines sticking out. It sure looks like a friggin' snake to me, that's for sure. The sun in the pic is pretty cool though, right? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hope everyone has a great day!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img height="52" alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" width="34" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-4580377120291070239?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/4580377120291070239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=4580377120291070239' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/4580377120291070239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/4580377120291070239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2008/04/say-hello-to-my-little-friend.html' title='Say Hello To My Little Friend!!!'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/SBeHV_QTT5I/AAAAAAAAAvY/IgNXmMHM-a8/s72-c/Image007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-8332430770618275028</id><published>2008-04-27T19:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T20:16:25.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Got Ripped Off!!!</title><content type='html'>Okay...About 5 1/2 years ago, I went to the pound to get a puppy...she has been the love of my life (my kid) for a long time...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194117715670028146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/SBU2ivQTT3I/AAAAAAAAAvI/FymOHcTknB0/s320/Image023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Little did I know, I was actually getting THIS (a KID):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194120082197008258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/SBU4sfQTT4I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/L9RsRlqJiZs/s320/goat3a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Yes, ladies and gentlemen, my "dog" thinks she is a friggin' GOAT. She climbs to the highest points of my sofas and just stands there. She climbs up onto my parents' fence and eats the grass (ok, it's a low brick fence, but still...). ANYTHING I cut up to eat, she HAS to have a piece of it or she will bark her fool head off until I let her try it. Today it was watermelon. WATERMELON!? I know she likes carrots and other vegetables, but ya ever hear of a dog wanting watermelon? Tomorrow I'm going to see if she likes grapefruit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, maybe I should see if she likes jalepeno peppers...I know she likes the regular green ones, heh heh heh...Okay, no, that would just be plain mean. Funny and video-worthy, but mean. Not to mention I'd be cleaning up the dog puke and other whatnot for days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing she won't eat is peas. Oh, or lettuce. I can mix ANYTHING in a bowl and put peas or lettuce in there, and she'll just pick around it and leave that shit in the bowl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they say dogs are stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a great Monday, everybody.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="52" alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" width="34" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="66" alt="Puppy" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_22_14.gif" width="66" border="0" /&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/8549760229185313136-8332430770618275028?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/8332430770618275028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=8332430770618275028' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/8332430770618275028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/8332430770618275028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-got-ripped-off.html' title='I Got Ripped Off!!!'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/SBU2ivQTT3I/AAAAAAAAAvI/FymOHcTknB0/s72-c/Image023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-3465894544578816544</id><published>2008-04-24T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T21:47:47.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Acted Normal When I Was Nervous...</title><content type='html'>I had to go back up to Phoenix today to the EEOC, after filling out all the discrimination paperwork and whatnot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After sitting there for FOUR FUCKING HOURS, I was finally called in, only to have the investigator tell me in less than TEN FUCKING MINUTES that my case is only valid for companies with 50+ employees.  They can't just tell you this shit over the phone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$8 in parking later and sitting in traffic on the way home, I just realized..."fuck it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, not, like "fuck life," or anything like that, but just okay, I'm pissed, I'm gonna continue to be pissed, but in the meantime, I need to focus on other parts of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That date I had for "'Mockingbird??" Was B/F, long time friend, comes over to watch the new CSI episodes on Thursdays, and reminded me we're supposed to go see Rush next Thursday. Then we got into it over some stupid shit and I told him to just find someone else to go. Just as well. Really. Good LAWD I don't know why I hang on to that.  He didn't even thank me for dinner, even though it WAS just a frozen pizza and some cheap beer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, tomorrow is another day, it's FRIDAY (thank God for the lot of y'all), and next week is the dawn of a new day for Lady K.  Come hell or high water (high water being the joke of the century, seeing as how I live in the fucking DESERT), I will prevail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone has a great, safe weekend!!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="52" alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" width="34" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="83" alt="It's Friday" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/23/23_33_13.gif" width="83" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-3465894544578816544?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/3465894544578816544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=3465894544578816544' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/3465894544578816544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/3465894544578816544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-acted-normal-when-i-was-nervous.html' title='I Acted Normal When I Was Nervous...'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-5726050746068024655</id><published>2008-04-22T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T23:11:10.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Round Here</title><content type='html'>I just have a little trouble acting normal when I'm nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="52" alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" width="34" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="66" alt="Crow" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/16/16_8_3.gif" width="66" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-5726050746068024655?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/5726050746068024655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=5726050746068024655' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/5726050746068024655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/5726050746068024655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2008/04/round-here.html' title='&quot;Round Here'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-1431742422351336728</id><published>2008-04-19T02:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T02:43:01.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay, NO, I'm Not Obsessed</title><content type='html'>...but I really DIG on this guy's voice, and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Nkg4IjudMpw"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Nkg4IjudMpw&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hair IS as short as his right now. And I am just as scrappy/skinny. But I have that "hourglass figure" thing going on, and I'm not manly. Nor am I tall. Five feet? That's pretty shorty, right? ha ha! I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna try to get my family to get to take some pics over the weekend so you kiddos can see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Callie, I'm really TRYIN' here! LOL If the 'rents won't cooperate, you're just gonna have to do with a mirror/camera shot. K? LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend, peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, check my girl out....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nWDfH51gvc0"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nWDfH51gvc0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know some of you out there can't stand Sheryl, but I think she does an AWESOME job with this song. I'm not a huge religious person, but this song has always kicked my ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to whirrled peas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="52" alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" width="34" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-1431742422351336728?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/1431742422351336728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=1431742422351336728' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/1431742422351336728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/1431742422351336728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2008/04/okay-no-im-not-obsessed.html' title='Okay, NO, I&apos;m Not Obsessed'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-5366338391983992738</id><published>2008-04-17T15:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T15:33:11.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can You TELL I'm Bored?</title><content type='html'>I should be cleaning, and it's too chilly today for the pool, so here I sit. None of the drives on my computer are working right now, so I can't play the CD's I want to play while I'm scouring all the websites and filling out applications. Daytime TV ain't what it used to be (except for ELLEN, whose show I'll miss the most WHEN I finally start working again).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've always loved Train (duh, see previous post, ha ha), so I thought this song would be appropriate for me today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pAKF3_hCSNs&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pAKF3_hCSNs&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll never give up hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish I could have embedded it, but it's been denied. Oh well.  If you can, enjoy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Lady K&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img height="52" alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" width="34" border="0" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="79" alt="Angel 3" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_22_26.gif" width="79" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-5366338391983992738?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/5366338391983992738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=5366338391983992738' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/5366338391983992738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/5366338391983992738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2008/04/can-you-tell-im-bored.html' title='Can You TELL I&apos;m Bored?'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-1962014982919261886</id><published>2008-04-16T22:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T00:27:19.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just....</title><content type='html'>Go here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i0JYEb6mugs&amp;amp;NR=1"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i0JYEb6mugs&amp;amp;NR=1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and...here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ecKn_uIXIhs&amp;amp;NR=1"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ecKn_uIXIhs&amp;amp;NR=1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="52" alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" width="34" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-1962014982919261886?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/1962014982919261886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=1962014982919261886' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/1962014982919261886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/1962014982919261886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2008/04/just.html' title='Just....'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-6596473498148716562</id><published>2008-04-15T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T11:36:08.421-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mondays Still Suck</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/SATdDURhnJI/AAAAAAAAAvA/etBgNI7KtmY/s1600-h/friendship+purple+fuzzball.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189515719689215122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 474px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 364px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="216" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/SATdDURhnJI/AAAAAAAAAvA/etBgNI7KtmY/s320/friendship+purple+fuzzball.jpg" width="466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope everyone has a great week!!! I'm still job hunting. Yay. I'll get some pictures posted soon, I just need to get someone to work the dang camera.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="52" alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" width="34" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH! P.S.!!! The play Friday night was FANTASTIC. The cast was AWESOME, and the girl who played Scout was amazing. We even got a commemorative copy of the BOOK, which I'm reading now. I know there's only so much they can do with that stuff on stage. I really thought this was a powerful story. It was worth sitting in the traffic-crawl, towards the BLINDING sun, mind ya, to get downtown (there was a Diamondbacks game the same night). Anyway. I really enjoyed it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-6596473498148716562?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/6596473498148716562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=6596473498148716562' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/6596473498148716562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/6596473498148716562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2008/04/mondays-still-suck.html' title='Mondays Still Suck'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/SATdDURhnJI/AAAAAAAAAvA/etBgNI7KtmY/s72-c/friendship+purple+fuzzball.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-3347794447871568878</id><published>2008-04-09T21:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T22:07:13.097-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a PIXIE!!!</title><content type='html'>I got the rest of my hair cut off today. I am now a pixie. I lost all that weight (even the "little" jeans I got are too big on me now), and NOW I have hardly any hair. Everyone used the word "adoreable," and told me I should go shopping, and that was all good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And wait...I guess I should be glad I'm growing pixie wings instead of something else, right? And wings are girly, right? hee hee! and "hee hee" is girly, right? I'm not a butch or anything because of this, right? I just like to keep it simple and shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are pixies allowed to cuss?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LMFAO Whatever. Did I mention I'm going to the theater on a date and I want to wear a dress? No, really. I'm going to see a play downtown. "To Kill A Mockingbird." Don't ruin it for me, I never read it in classes...sounds pretty heavy, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it stays this chilly, I might even wear nylons or some girly pixie crap like that.  I'm more worried about my neck getting cold...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for hangin' in there, y'all...I'll send pictures soon, I mean it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="52" alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" width="34" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-3347794447871568878?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/3347794447871568878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=3347794447871568878' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/3347794447871568878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/3347794447871568878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-pixie.html' title='I&apos;m a PIXIE!!!'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-5308372615077861921</id><published>2008-04-05T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T19:23:00.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping GOOD...</title><content type='html'>Job search BAD...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found GREAT deals on clothes at Sears this week (2-for-1). I'm shopping in the MISSES department, down to a size 6PETITE!!!!    WOO HOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, now all I need to do is find SHOES, and I'll post some pictures.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, it's been windy and weird down here. Weather is YUMMY cooler than usual, so I'm able to run around for interviews and my car is holding her own and whatnot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe how GREAT I look in these CLOTHES!!!!!  I'm back to my tiny scrappy self again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And NOW I'm beating myself UP for getting RID of all my "skinny clothes" when I moved...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell was I THINKING?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all are having a good weekend. Who the fuck cares, no one comments anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="52" alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" width="34" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-5308372615077861921?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/5308372615077861921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=5308372615077861921' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/5308372615077861921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/5308372615077861921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2008/04/shopping-good.html' title='Shopping GOOD...'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-5406504547670640381</id><published>2008-04-01T16:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T17:18:29.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Anniversaries Just SUCK.</title><content type='html'>No matter what I do, this time of year gets to me. I still think about Joe and what life would have been like if he didn't fucking kill himself. What a dick.  April-Fool's-joke-killin' assweasel.  I still hope he rests in peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, 'nuff said.  I got enough downers in my life right now. Speaking of which, where's my vodka, god dammit?  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, I had a really great time with my mom today!  It's SUCH a blessing that she's retired now. She saw a sign up the street that said, "Now Hiring," so we did a few (more like 7 or 8) drive-bys to catch the phone number. We now think we're stalkers, ha.  She called me a dork and I told her she was a brat and although it was MAYBE a 15 minute ride, we laughed our fool heads off, which is what I needed most.  I really REALLY missed her when she was on vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we're going shopping. She LOVED the new pants I bought, but said I should have gone a size smaller...  I have NO fashion sense anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH ~ the sign turned out to be a number for another temp agency. I emailed my resume as soon as I got home. Cross your fingers, kids!  Maybe THIS place will get me to somewhere I can actually FIND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And not in da HOOD, yo!  Although if that doesn't pan out, I can always use Limpy's "suggestion." LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="52" alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" width="34" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="30" alt="Pimp" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/10/10_1_15.gif" width="31" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="85" alt="Sales Rack" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/7/7_18_4.gif" width="110" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-5406504547670640381?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/5406504547670640381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=5406504547670640381' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/5406504547670640381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/5406504547670640381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2008/04/some-anniversaries-just-suck.html' title='Some Anniversaries Just SUCK.'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-807520607335318565</id><published>2008-03-31T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T21:01:02.072-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOST...</title><content type='html'>and, then I can't sign into Blogger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got lost today. BIGTIME lost. I drove around for THREE FUCKING HOURS looking for the place I was supposed to start working, CALLED THEM, and STILL could not find the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All dressed up and nowhere to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN, I wind up in SOUTH PHOENIX of all places. SOUTH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;South is bad. South is the HOOD. South is REALLY REALLY the HOOD. Like, in the MOVIES "hood." I thought I could handle it, I know the streets 'n' shit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my ass OUT da HOOD in a HURRY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, I do NOT have the job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better luck next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dang, and shit, YO!     Know what I's sayin,'   homes? LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="52" alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" width="34" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="81" alt="Female Gangster" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_6_13.gif" width="81" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-807520607335318565?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/807520607335318565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=807520607335318565' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/807520607335318565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/807520607335318565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2008/03/lost.html' title='LOST...'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-3472846697536604245</id><published>2008-03-30T16:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T16:30:41.378-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Day</title><content type='html'>Sorry, peeps, I've really been remiss in writing. Not like it's a big deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been job hunting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I got a job. It's only a 2-week contract gig, but it's good money, and we'll see how it goes. I had to go out and get some new clothes, because I gave away the box of "skinny clothes" I thought I had in my closet. I'm down to almost 120 pounds now (from about 190). Shopping sucks, especially bargain shopping. I have NO idea how to dress myself, being the tomboy that I am (and fattie that I used to try to hide), but I think I did pretty well. I even got a pair of fancy HEELS.  OOOH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back up on that workhorse. Wish me luck!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good week, kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="52" alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" width="34" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-3472846697536604245?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/3472846697536604245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=3472846697536604245' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/3472846697536604245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/3472846697536604245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2008/03/new-day.html' title='A New Day'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-3218332883052264449</id><published>2008-03-24T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T21:27:27.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Endeavor THIS!!!</title><content type='html'>Holy shit, peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I had it rough, then a friend of mine told me about what's going on HERE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nasa.gov/multimedia/nasatv/index.html?param=public"&gt;http://www.nasa.gov/multimedia/nasatv/index.html?param=public&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be up there. I really do...if you check out the live feed, it's A-FUCKING-MAZING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck the office thing. I like my plants, and my space, ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need money and a nice, long, hot bath, but I loves me some gardening. I don't know. Maybe I'll just take up dogwalking or something for a living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Tuesday!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img height="52" alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" width="34" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-3218332883052264449?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/3218332883052264449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=3218332883052264449' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/3218332883052264449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/3218332883052264449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2008/03/endeavor-this.html' title='Endeavor THIS!!!'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-3192670734205515647</id><published>2008-03-16T17:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T18:02:25.495-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back on the Horse...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday I have an interview with a temp agency so I can get my land legs back, so to speak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the meantime, the weather has been shitty, but I got some KICK-ASS pictures...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178505028753298450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/R92-4wJqFBI/AAAAAAAAAuA/fnX3vUpCIb4/s320/Image000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178505715948065826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/R92_gwJqFCI/AAAAAAAAAuI/bmtywWGS1lI/s320/Image027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178505844797084722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/R92_oQJqFDI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/qu9PstT51ZA/s320/Image015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178506038070613058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/R92_zgJqFEI/AAAAAAAAAuY/16d2jUTTqBA/s320/Image032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178506261408912466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/R93AAgJqFFI/AAAAAAAAAug/gZmM5i3B7KY/s320/Image040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178506725265380466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/R93AbgJqFHI/AAAAAAAAAuw/U23kw01LWbo/s320/Image038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178506922833876098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/R93AnAJqFII/AAAAAAAAAu4/ibpxf3Bwhy4/s320/Image044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I pray real hard, maybe St. Patrick will drive the snakes out of my life for GOOD!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy St. Patty's Day!  Hope you all have a safe one, and stay away from that green beer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="52" alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" width="34" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="70" alt="Shamrock" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/8/8_9_18.gif" width="74" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="93" alt="St. Patty's Day Kick" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/8/8_9_19.gif" width="93" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-3192670734205515647?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/3192670734205515647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=3192670734205515647' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/3192670734205515647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/3192670734205515647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2008/03/back-on-horse.html' title='Back on the Horse...'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/R92-4wJqFBI/AAAAAAAAAuA/fnX3vUpCIb4/s72-c/Image000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-9025921533852282463</id><published>2008-03-10T20:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T20:41:51.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On Top of DAT, Y'all...</title><content type='html'>I got the flu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ain't talkin' no "sneezy-weezy-cheezy-I-have-a cold-so-I can't-do anything" shit, either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was BOTH ends, 24/7, for 2 days.  Still feel like shit. 'nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="52" alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" width="34" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-9025921533852282463?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/9025921533852282463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=9025921533852282463' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/9025921533852282463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/9025921533852282463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2008/03/on-top-of-dat-yall.html' title='On Top of DAT, Y&apos;all...'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-4427060953897977367</id><published>2008-03-04T18:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T18:44:40.751-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And then.....</title><content type='html'>I actually put on a pair of jeans to go to the doc on Monday. I couldn't keep 'em buttoned for lengths at a time, and they hang off me like a grandma's underwears, but the doc smiled. A LOT. Told me everything was healing nicely, poked, poked, poked. OW. Naturally, I expected the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then mom dragged me into borders to find books for her upcoming trip. (Oh yes, there will BE no pierogi day this year, don't get me started about the Easter thing.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to get haircuts. Then she wanted to get me a "going back to work outfit" because well, let's face it, I DO look like I'm playing dress-up in mommy's clothes.   Losing 60+ does that.  She just said, "hey, let's go next door and get you something that FITS you..."  LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm telling you, a fistula and a mashed potato-broth diet?   Best EVER! (right)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I am down FOUR sizes, can shop in the "misses" section again, and was all excited to get back to work and then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning I get a phone call...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We're gonna have to let you go."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, peeps, I am now unemployed. Talk about kicking a girl while she's down. Not to mention on medical leave. . . "it was a company decision..."  "it was a financial decision..."  ..."job performance..." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT??? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell am I gonna do with all these cookies I baked and planned to take in Monday???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy fucking Hump Day...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="52" alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" width="34" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="42" alt="Very Confused" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/4/4_12_3.gif" width="41" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-4427060953897977367?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/4427060953897977367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=4427060953897977367' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/4427060953897977367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/4427060953897977367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2008/03/and-then.html' title='And then.....'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-6613243415217716780</id><published>2008-03-02T16:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T17:13:54.866-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Just Gotta Know...</title><content type='html'>I have ALWAYS loved this guy's voice. He's actually one of the reasons I started singing, among other countless musical influences growing up and even more along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW, I wanna learn at least SOME part of this song on my guitar and/or bass. I can't shake my newly skinny ass and bat my eyelashes forever, right? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4u0ZEAW2Gp4" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck at the doc's. I'm sure he'll give me the okay to fill the tub and find a way to "get busy," wink-wink. Hey, like Tommy says here, "Dream BIG." LOL After that, it's back to reality. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="52" alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" width="34" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-6613243415217716780?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/6613243415217716780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=6613243415217716780' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/6613243415217716780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/6613243415217716780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-just-gotta-know.html' title='I Just Gotta Know...'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-8830086832666888903</id><published>2008-02-29T20:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T20:47:05.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy F**K Me with a Silver Spoon, Batman!!!</title><content type='html'>A better title would be, "Spa Day, My ASS!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made the mistake of venturing out to the MALL of all places on a FRIDAY NITE. Well, I didn't really go to to the "MALL" proper.  There's a Target superstore or whatever they're calling it these days within 0.5 miles of the mall, but I gotta drive around there to get there. UGH...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It so happens that there is a "Dolce" spa close by the light to the "entrance." Since I've been going through the WRINGER lately, I thought, "ok...maybe it's time I gave myself something special before I go back to work."  I'm thinking, facial, massage, and maybe even a pedicure (having my feet pampered is almost as good as sex for me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I immediately found a parking spot katty/corner to the place. Good sign, right? I walked in and just grabbed a "menu."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wha-wha-WHAT????  Their CHEAPEST package was upwards of $250.  This includes a facial, a 30-minute massage, and a "light lunch." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The package *I* want (which, of course, is pretty much all day) is almost $500.  FIVE HUNDRED DOLLARS for SEVEN FUCKING HOURS?  For that much I expect to come out with a fucking recording or movie contract or at LEAST some hot guy following me home to give me a much needed happy ending. Or all of the above. Jesus H. JUGGLER!  Hmm... does the "light lunch" mean I get to keep the bottle of Dom and the 24k gold silverware?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...off to Target I went to get my "OH so expensive" Neutragena sesame oil that I've been wanting, and a couple of other CoverGirl items I've been missing lately.  UNDER $20.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday I'm PRAYING that the doc will give me the OK to take a bath, and then I MIGHT just spring for some cool "home-made" spa stuff or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone has a great weekend!  Spring has sprung down here, and hopefully my new seedlings will come up soon so I can take pics. Pics of just plain ol' dirt just don't have the same effect. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="52" alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" width="34" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="60" alt="Soaking" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/7/7_3_110v.gif" width="85" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;img height="83" alt="Gardening" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/7/7_2_209.gif" width="83" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-8830086832666888903?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/8830086832666888903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=8830086832666888903' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/8830086832666888903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/8830086832666888903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2008/02/holy-fk-me-with-silver-spoon-batman.html' title='Holy F**K Me with a Silver Spoon, Batman!!!'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-1889161103369402653</id><published>2008-02-24T18:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T19:04:05.741-08:00</updated><title type='text'>As If You Care...</title><content type='html'>I overdid it this week, but got a LOT done. I cleaned the apartment and got rid of a lot of "sicky" sort of stuff, did some gardening on the porch, went shopping for new herbs for "spring," got the flu, got over it, and took pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170744528975939570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/R8IswNnnx_I/AAAAAAAAAtg/JcKgTOBYwFU/s320/Image007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170744949882734610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/R8ItItnnyBI/AAAAAAAAAtw/DgZ7KOa_zgc/s320/Image017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Brotherman snuck up on me when I least expected it... We laughed our asses off when he said,&lt;br /&gt;"These sunset blog pictures brought to you by the number five..." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170745899070507042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/R8It_9nnyCI/AAAAAAAAAt4/djTiRUA9_iw/s320/Image020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have NO idea where he got that tile...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have a great week!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="52" alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" width="34" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="83" alt="Ladybug" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/16/16_7_211.gif" width="83" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-1889161103369402653?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/1889161103369402653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=1889161103369402653' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/1889161103369402653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/1889161103369402653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2008/02/as-if-you-care.html' title='As If You Care...'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/R8IswNnnx_I/AAAAAAAAAtg/JcKgTOBYwFU/s72-c/Image007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-8277174031808787064</id><published>2008-02-18T21:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T20:01:23.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Up and About</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I made potato pancakes for dinner!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168528867017082722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/R7pNntnnx2I/AAAAAAAAAsY/QGOtu7OqfFs/s320/Image024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;They were tasty as hell. It wore me out!  Not to mention the fight with brotherman, who took it upon himself to give my dog a bath and then tell me how lazy *I* am for "neglecting" her...whatEVER. Long story. MAN sometimes I just wanna pummel his drunk ass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some of the other, drug-induced pics I found on my cameraphone from the past few weeks. God bless morphine, demerol, vicodin and darvocet...LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168529691650803570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/R7pOXtnnx3I/AAAAAAAAAsg/o0XJsEmHnbg/s320/Image000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Out my hospital window, sunrise, 1/26.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168530061017991042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/R7pOtNnnx4I/AAAAAAAAAso/WxZpkmh6grY/s320/Image002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168530430385178546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/R7pPCtnnx7I/AAAAAAAAAtA/_4rl02Z-Oao/s320/Image006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168530323010996130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/R7pO8dnnx6I/AAAAAAAAAs4/nrcw6k5zxk8/s320/Image004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168530215636813714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/R7pO2Nnnx5I/AAAAAAAAAsw/u1tuevrY0z8/s320/Image003.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168530911421515714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/R7pPetnnx8I/AAAAAAAAAtI/V8qld2h6LA8/s320/Image009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;All the beautiful flowers everyone sent...I honestly don't remember taking any of these pics, but hey...not bad for a cameraphone, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168531018795698130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/R7pPk9nnx9I/AAAAAAAAAtQ/QARvdJuB8AE/s320/Image008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And my little companion, getting me through it all...she hasn't left my side and has minded the leash no matter HOW slow I go...I love my little gooberdog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a great week, peeps!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="52" alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" width="34" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="47" alt="Relax" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/23/23_3_42.gif" width="57" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/8549760229185313136-8277174031808787064?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/8277174031808787064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=8277174031808787064' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/8277174031808787064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/8277174031808787064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2008/02/up-and-about.html' title='Up and About'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/R7pNntnnx2I/AAAAAAAAAsY/QGOtu7OqfFs/s72-c/Image024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-971468734515721357</id><published>2008-02-14T08:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T09:00:07.049-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/R7Rx69nnx1I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/KiWJIRqBWac/s1600-h/beach+heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166879930287900498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 271px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="80" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/R7Rx69nnx1I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/KiWJIRqBWac/s320/beach+heart.jpg" width="247" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hope it brings all the love you all could ever ask for!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not doing much except taking it easy and recovering. Maybe I'll arrange some pasta in the shape of a heart for dinner tonight...  hee hee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a GREAT one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="52" alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" width="34" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="59" alt="Wink" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_3_5.gif" width="64" border="0" /&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/8549760229185313136-971468734515721357?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/971468734515721357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=971468734515721357' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/971468734515721357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/971468734515721357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentine&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/R7Rx69nnx1I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/KiWJIRqBWac/s72-c/beach+heart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-4427525865467166283</id><published>2008-02-11T13:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T13:13:39.559-08:00</updated><title type='text'>On My Way</title><content type='html'>...to complete recovery, that is. Friday I had that "procedure" done to get the JP drain out of my side. Good LORD what a fiasco. The doc said this is only the second time this has happened to one of his patients. Leave it to me to be "unique."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, everything else seems to be healing up pretty nicely. I don't think I'm going to scar as hideously as I thought I was, except for where that little infection was near my belly button. The home-care nurses are still coming to change the packing (BTW, Limpy, only YOU would make a reference to that word in my last post, ha) and bandages, although I can handle it myself now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The days here have been in the 70's, so Mads and I have been walking just up to the corner and back twice a day. Sometimes she pulls on the leash a little too hard, but thank GOD I taught her the word "heel" when she was younger.  Those short walks and the fact that she doesn't want to leave my side have been really strong medicine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks again, y'all, for all the good wishes and vibes.   I should be able to get back to work in a few weeks, depending on what the doctor says.  Till then I'll continue with the crosswords, daytime trash TV, and anything else I can find to occupy me. Hopefully next week I'll have the wherewithall to download some pictures and maybe do some light gardening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great week!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="52" alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" width="34" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="31" alt="Way Too Happy" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/4/4_1_112.gif" width="35" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-4427525865467166283?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/4427525865467166283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=4427525865467166283' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/4427525865467166283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/4427525865467166283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2008/02/on-my-way.html' title='On My Way'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-6794627534994985640</id><published>2008-02-07T14:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T14:54:38.519-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Second Round</title><content type='html'>Okay, this is it, for the love of pete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I check in at noon for yet another 2:00 surgery. This one is outpatient, unless he has to cut me open again. He's taking me into the O.R. to get that drainage tube out. Said he might have to make a "small" incision if it doesn't come willingly, but even if they put me under just the "twilight" sedation it would probably hurt like hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain't life grand?  After this, it's all gonna be smooth sailing, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The infection on that part of the incision is healing nicely, I'm told. The nurses that come every day to change the packing are really cool and personable, so that's a plus. I need people with a sense of humor. I'd drive myself crazy if I didn't have one, although I'm starting to lose it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all the good vibes and virtual booze!  Callie ~ I SO hope Munchkin gets well soon!  I'm sending well wishes her way, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a GREAT Friday, peeps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="52" alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" width="34" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="58" alt="Nurse" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_1_40.gif" width="58" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-6794627534994985640?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/6794627534994985640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=6794627534994985640' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/6794627534994985640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/6794627534994985640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2008/02/second-round.html' title='Second Round'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-5262411224385135489</id><published>2008-02-05T13:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T12:13:01.487-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Follow-Up</title><content type='html'>Good news and bad news... The good news is, I got my staples out Monday. It stung, but I'm over it, and since then, the incision has been more comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, now the bad news, and lots of it...there are some minor complications. (Would you expect anything else from me at this point?) I had a small infection in my incision by my belly-button, so doc had to cut me open a little bit, drain it out, and put some stuffing down in there. Should be healed up in a week or two, but now some "home health care" people have to come every day to change the stuffing in the wound. My mom was here for the first one, so now we both know how to do it, and next week those guys will only have to come about 3 times a week for the next couple weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and it gets BETTER!!! He couldn't get the drainage tube out. Apparently it's "hung up" on something internally, whether it's a muscle or the internal stitches, we don't know, so I'll be going for yet ANOTHER CT scan Wednesday morning to find out just WTF. I'm losing hope here, (not to mention even MORE weight), kiddos. I thought Monday would have been IT and I'd just have to wait to heal a little more before going back to work, and now this shit. Doc said that this is pretty rare, and it could take up to 6 weeks for the thing to "work itself out." Either that, or they'll take me to the O.R., sedate me completely, and then pull it out. If THAT doesn't work, then I have to get cut open again in a few months. Till then I have to put up with this stupid tube &amp;amp; bulb hanging off my side. Good times!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where the fuck is my vodka?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep the good vibes coming, okay? Hope everything is good in all of your own corners of the world! We had an AWESOME winter storm blow in yesterday, and I did get some pics. I just need to download and all that happy shit. We had snow as low as 3300 ft! That's pretty low for down here. If I am up to it, I'll do my best to get some good shots of snow on the lower mountains. It's really pretty when it does happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace!!!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="52" alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" width="34" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="44" alt="Shocked" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_19_2.gif" width="66" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="85" alt="Mount Cook" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/26/26_18_2.gif" width="110" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-5262411224385135489?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/5262411224385135489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=5262411224385135489' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/5262411224385135489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/5262411224385135489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2008/02/follow-up.html' title='Follow-Up'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-5239347120629151423</id><published>2008-01-29T05:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T06:09:52.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Long, Strange Trip...</title><content type='html'>I'm BAACK!!!  I'll have to keep my posts short and sweet, as it's pretty difficult for me to sit upright for any length of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all SO much for the well wishes. I've missed you guys and have been thinking about you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The operation was a success, so far as we can tell. It's more the internal healing that we're concerned about now. They removed all of my sigmoid colon and part of my decending colon, and fixed the fistula. (YAY!) It was touch and go for the first few days in there. They thought something was going on with my kidneys, but all tests came back good, so it was just a matter of internal swelling and trauma. I now look like a human pin cushion, what with all the blood they kept drawing. Every time they came in, I just said, "Uh, yeah...good luck finding a vein this time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been cut vertically from belly-button to pelvis. Coupled with the hip-to-hip scar from the last surgery, I now have an inverted "T" on my belly, which, by the way, just happens to be the first letter of my first name.  Go figure!  Guess it's too late to change my name now, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just wanted to let you all know that I'm on the road to recovery. Every day seems to get better, but this time it's slow going, and I'm guessing it's just because of the nature of the incision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm at the 'rent's for probably the better part of this week and possibly over the weekend. I long to be at home, but it's really nice to have the peeps around to help me with what used to be "the little things."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone has a great Tuesday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Lady K  ;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-5239347120629151423?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/5239347120629151423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=5239347120629151423' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/5239347120629151423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/5239347120629151423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2008/01/what-long-strange-trip.html' title='What a Long, Strange Trip...'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-9191189974368165976</id><published>2008-01-20T20:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T20:20:46.519-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NOONER!!!</title><content type='html'>Check-in time is at NOON tomorrow. I WISH it was at a hotel for some hot sex. Once this is all said and over, somebody BETTER check me into some sweet hotel for some hot sex. If not, then I needs me a nice massage, facial, pedi/mani, and some MAJOR FOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This losing almost 50 lbs shit was cool for awhile, but okay...bitch needs a BigMAC or Whopper or something and some FRIES, know what I'm saying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the good times roll...and keep the prayers and good vibes coming...I'll be back!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS Monday CAN'T suck, peeps. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="52" alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" width="34" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="40" alt="Hospital Bed" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/15/15_4_100.gif" width="44" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-9191189974368165976?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/9191189974368165976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=9191189974368165976' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/9191189974368165976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/9191189974368165976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2008/01/nooner.html' title='NOONER!!!'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-9200804509119472268</id><published>2008-01-18T16:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T16:28:48.265-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uh...Change of Plans</title><content type='html'>Hey kiddos!  Change of plans, surgery has now been scheduled for this coming Monday, the 21st. Checking in at 12 noon, surgery commencing at around 2pm.  Looks like they'll be taking out part of my colon and then fixing that nasty fistula. Honestly, even though I'm scared outta my wits, this is a relief, because I know once it's done, I'll be back to normal. Whatever THAT means, ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be gone for about a week, but as soon as I get back on this crazy thing, I'll let you know what happened. I doubt they'll let me take any pictures, and besides...I don't want any "valuables" in there while I'm out of it, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck, and keep the prayers and good vibes coming.  I really appreciate all your good wishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of luv,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Lady K&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="52" alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" width="34" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="66" alt="Thumbs Up" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_1_11.gif" width="66" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-9200804509119472268?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/9200804509119472268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=9200804509119472268' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/9200804509119472268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/9200804509119472268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2008/01/uhchange-of-plans.html' title='Uh...Change of Plans'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-7592568422728339722</id><published>2008-01-16T20:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T23:59:38.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to EAT REAL FOOD, DAMMIT!!!</title><content type='html'>Here are my demands: I want a Philly CheeseSteak. The best in the country. I want the bun grilled/toasty, I want the peppers and onions PERFECT, and I want the cheese melted and gooey. AND i WANT IT WITH mushrooms AND a little garlic. AND I want some fries with vinegar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, I want a Big Mac with NO lettuce, a PLAIN BUN, extra sauce and extra pickles (the DILL kosher kind ;) ), NO middle bread, AND a fish sandwich. And fries. LOTS of them, and I mean FRESH, not those LIMP shit ones. Don't skimp on the ketchup packets, and I want some extra tartar sauce to dip those fries in, got it???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, I want anything off the Taco Bell menu. Then order me a pizza with extra cheese, extra pepperoni, and mushrooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! Wait. HONEY BEAR'S BBQ, shredded pork or chicken, and ANY kind of BBQ falling-off0the-bone beef ribs. Shoot, right now I want to make my OWN damn ribs. I make some really good baby backs.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me started on ham and peas and stuff... ANY KIND OF MEAT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mouth is watering, and I wish I had it in me to research any kind of pics, but I'd only be making you guys more hungry! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll just sit here and eat my fucking mashed potatoes and pudding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-7592568422728339722?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/7592568422728339722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=7592568422728339722' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/7592568422728339722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/7592568422728339722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-want-to-eat-real-food-dammit.html' title='I want to EAT REAL FOOD, DAMMIT!!!'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-787169379860543899</id><published>2008-01-14T18:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T19:15:21.834-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Coping Mechanism</title><content type='html'>Okay, so the hospital called me about some pre-op shit I have to do, namely a type/cross blood test to make sure they have my blood type there during surgery. I told the gal, "okay, just make sure the blood is at LEAST 1/3 vodka so I don't go into convulsions on the table and shit."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She didn't think that was very funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just my way of dealing. Morbid? Sure! But hey, I can't rely on my looks forever. Thank GOD I have my sense of humor to fall back upon. Kinda like I had my accounting background to fall back on when I didn't quite make it as a rock star ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay...so this test is new. Are they expecting me to bleed out or something? When I had that surgery last year, they didn't order this shit. I just had to go in, give them a bunch of info, sign zee papers, and viola: I was in the recovery room a few days later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, this time is pretty serious. Of COURSE I'm freaking out, as well as my dog, who can't seem to stop crapping in the living room in the middle of the night lately. It's really funny how they can sense when something's wrong, isn't it? God bless her little heart. She just had a birthday, too! Six! Don't ya think it's about time she figured out that the carpet is NOT the lawn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've pretty much been on mashed potatoes, jello &amp;amp; pudding for awhile, just to keep the pain to a minimum. Today I said FUCK IT and made some ultimate comfort food:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155527677572475618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/R4wdG4tm6uI/AAAAAAAAAsI/6zgqdWf_58E/s320/1-14-08+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Oh, yeah, baby! Grilled ham &amp;amp; cheese, french fries (those frozen "fast food" kind) and bread&amp;amp;butter pickle chips. Dammit to hell, I was STARVING! I only ate about half, and the pain I'll be in for the next couple days will be worth it. Remind me I said that when I'm whining later...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I even took that pic with my new camera AND managed to download it! Once I stopped looking for a place to load the film, I was home free. LOL&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hope everyone has a great Tuesday!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="52" alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" width="34" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="66" alt="Thumbs Up" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_1_11.gif" width="66" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-787169379860543899?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/787169379860543899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=787169379860543899' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/787169379860543899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/787169379860543899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2008/01/coping-mechanism.html' title='The Coping Mechanism'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/R4wdG4tm6uI/AAAAAAAAAsI/6zgqdWf_58E/s72-c/1-14-08+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-4758215041421012552</id><published>2008-01-13T20:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T19:06:58.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pics...</title><content type='html'>I TOLD y'all, I'm retarded when it comes to the new digital, and it eats batteries like there's no tomorrow. I am figuring out why, though, so for now, deal with pics from the phone:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155147633096321746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/R4rDdYtm6tI/AAAAAAAAAsA/l-oQhMH8hE4/s320/Image005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155147499952335554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/R4rDVotm6sI/AAAAAAAAAr4/SbOAwO9vRQA/s320/Image007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Seriously, this above pic is NOT a "split shot." Crazy, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155147006031096498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/R4rC44tm6rI/AAAAAAAAArw/eo4WUheVums/s320/Image002.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155146503519922834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/R4rCbotm6pI/AAAAAAAAArg/6WCcQQIyDjk/s320/Image000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155146671023647394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/R4rClYtm6qI/AAAAAAAAAro/K4VxVHwzlAY/s320/Image003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I really DID take all of these pics here in AZ. I swear on EVERYTHING I believe in...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happy Monday, peeps...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;img height="52" alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" width="34" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-4758215041421012552?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/4758215041421012552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=4758215041421012552' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/4758215041421012552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/4758215041421012552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2008/01/pics.html' title='Pics...'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/R4rDdYtm6tI/AAAAAAAAAsA/l-oQhMH8hE4/s72-c/Image005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-5357031652168114445</id><published>2008-01-09T19:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T19:55:56.884-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a DATE!</title><content type='html'>Oh. My. GAWD! I can't believe he asked me out. The colorectal surgeon wants me to meet him at the hospital in three weeks! I can't believe it and I'm so excited I'm beside myself! What SHALL I wear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then I woke up. I wish they were able to schedule sooner, but hey, at this point I'll take what I can get, right? As long as they get this situation fixed! I never thought I'd say this, but I'm REALLY sick of pain meds. I want to feel NORMAL again. Anyway, surgery is scheduled for 1/31. I have to check in at 6am (yay) and do a different sort of "colon blow" the night before. GROOVY! I'm gonna live it up a little bit this weekend and then just mellow out. I've got just an EKG and bloodwork to go, then it's just a waiting game. I'm expected to be IN the hospital for a whole week this time, and recovery is just like before, 4-6 weeks. Oh, happy day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This truly does suck ass. (HA! Another pun!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey, how about instead of giving y'all a shot of my skinnier ass for HNT, I give you a really cool pic of the sunrise I took with my new camera this morning while walking the dog? Yeah? Okay. This was at about 6:45am, looking eastward...GAWJUSS! And COLD!  The temp was only 39!&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153687876791626370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/R4WT0Ytm6oI/AAAAAAAAArY/pJMA07OxeGc/s320/Sunrise+1-9-08-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I am SO retarded when it comes to this thing. I'm so used to the cameraphone and its simplicity. Everything happens for a reason, right? I'll have plenty of time to figure out this software pretty soon. Oh, that and play with my pottery wheel. Yeah. THOSE should be some funny pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Thursday, peeps. Let the good times roll while they can!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="52" alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" width="34" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="31" alt="Photographer" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/99.gif" width="34" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="66" alt="Thumbs Up" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_1_11.gif" width="66" border="0" /&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/8549760229185313136-5357031652168114445?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/5357031652168114445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=5357031652168114445' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/5357031652168114445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/5357031652168114445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2008/01/its-date.html' title='It&apos;s a DATE!'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/R4WT0Ytm6oI/AAAAAAAAArY/pJMA07OxeGc/s72-c/Sunrise+1-9-08-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-6002989815856523830</id><published>2008-01-08T18:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T21:58:18.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay, Here's the Dealio</title><content type='html'>Sorry, kids, I just didn't feel up to writing last night. I had a lot of information to digest. Pun TOTALLY intended, ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's definitally a fistula. Going from my colon to my vaginal wall. It gets worse by the day, and the colorectal doc/surgeon wants to get it taken care of as soon as possible. SO, he sent me for yet another CT scan today to make sure there was no abcess, because my abdomen is so tender. The GOOD side of it is,(besides the fact that I've lost almost 50 pounds ~ NOT embellishing, that number IS 50), because it IS a fistula, I didn't have to drink the thick nasty barium, but some solution that tasted a LOT like lemonade. I wasn't allowed to drink or eat anything before, so being thirsty when I got there made that stuff go down like WATER. YEAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the last cup was a doozy, but I'll take that over 1/2 gallon of "vanilla" barium in a 45-minute span any day. They said they wanted to do another enima, but I refused. Come ON. Three plus a colonoscopy in a couple of months is enough, don't ya think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to work after that. I was exhausted, but muddled. Ya know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got home, I got a message to call the scheduler-gal at the colon doc, which means they probably have a date for everything. This is a FOUR HOUR surgery. (A FOUR hour tour...) How can I EVEN expect people to wait this long? They should just go see a movie or something. Come ON! Sudoku and crosswords and books can ONLY hold your attention for so long. Let alone the perpetual CNN shit they have on those horrible TV monitors in the waiting room. Thank GOD I'll be unconcious. HA! When I was waiting for all my tests, I pulled chairs up to step up to those TV's and changed 'dem damn channels. AW, HEAYALL YEAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is about to get pretty REAL, y'all... LOL Everybody Poops, and hopefully I won't be doing it out of two places for much longer. I'm too young for this shit. LOL, I said SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH. I'm scared. I'll keep you guys posted. YES, I still have SOME faith left. The docs are being really cool, the nurses sympathetic, and most importantly, my family and friends are cooler and more supportive than I could ever hope for. Thanks, peeps, for the good vibes. I mean it. Keep 'em coming. Big love. BIG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="52" alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" width="34" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smiley.smileycentral.com/download/index.jhtml?partner=ZSzeb097_ZSYYYYYYBXUS&amp;amp;utm_id=7925" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.smileycentral.com/sig.jsp?pc=ZSzeb097&amp;amp;pp=ZSYYYYYYBXUS" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-6002989815856523830?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/6002989815856523830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=6002989815856523830' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/6002989815856523830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/6002989815856523830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2008/01/okay-heres-dealio.html' title='Okay, Here&apos;s the Dealio'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-9005696529955309205</id><published>2008-01-06T21:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T21:29:47.631-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nah, Nah Nah Nah....</title><content type='html'>I can't remember all the times I tried to tell my myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To hold on to these moments as they pass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's one more day up in the canyon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's one more night in Hollywood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been so long since I've seen the ocean...I guess I should&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(eh, see the previous post)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="52" alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" width="34" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="24" alt="Quaver 1" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_31.gif" width="19" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-9005696529955309205?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/9005696529955309205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=9005696529955309205' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/9005696529955309205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/9005696529955309205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2008/01/nah-nah-nah-nah.html' title='Nah, Nah Nah Nah....'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-5484797380493641102</id><published>2008-01-06T20:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T20:43:42.189-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Shit!</title><content type='html'>Alright. Enough is enough. The pain, the baby-poo looking shit coming out my PUSSY all the time, and now the sqeaking from my dryer. OH, the squeeeeeeaking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what did that motherfucker DO to me during that surgery in august???????!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's bad enough that the heating element went out in my clothes dryer and I had to keep everything on "fluff." They came last wednesday to check the heating element and NOW my dryer squeaks like a cricket being raped by a coyote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously. It's loud and annoying as fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can a girl GET a fucking BREAK here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta admit, right now I'm freaking out. My faith is REALLY being tested. I've got physical shit (no pun) going on, my appliances are on the fritz, my car's fucked up, and don't even get me started about the work situation. The jokes keep coming, yet why don't *I*??? If I'm not fixed and able to get laid soon I'm gonna go postal on someone. (Limpy, insert lewd comment here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And "they" say GOD doesn't give you more than you can handle. Who's GOD are "they" talking about???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck an A RIGHT I'm pissed. You would be, too, if you knew you could die over this stupid shit. FUCK. OH! I went to legalzoom.com and THEY want $35 to write a fucking WILL! I cannot believe they CHARGE you to TELL people what you want to do with YOUR OWN BELONGINGS! It's SICK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I've done anything to piss anyone off in the course of this blog, sorry. If not, well I'm about to do it even more, so fuck off. ha ha! And DAMMIT, Bradley, give me some recipes for soft yet filling food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure I'll have more tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="52" alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" width="34" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://smiley.smileycentral.com/download/index.jhtml?partner=ZSzeb095_ZSYYYYYYBXUS&amp;amp;utm_id=7923" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.smileycentral.com/sig.jsp?pc=ZSzeb095&amp;amp;pp=ZSYYYYYYBXUS" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-5484797380493641102?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/5484797380493641102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=5484797380493641102' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/5484797380493641102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/5484797380493641102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2008/01/no-shit.html' title='No Shit!'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-1369663740323774466</id><published>2008-01-02T19:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T21:02:41.229-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year, Peeps!</title><content type='html'>I don't have any new pics for ya, I'm on pain meds, and I'm afraid to carry my new camera for fear of losing it. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the deal. Follow up with the colon doc is Monday. I'm in SUPER MAJOR FUCKED UP UNREAL pain, and passing gas AND food out my vag. I know, GROSS, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna write a book: "Fistula: It Sucks Ass"  LMAO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm running out of pain meds, and the pain is worse than anything I've ever experienced. I'd rather have 32 ROOT CANALS than go thru this. FOUR vicadins and a vodka tonic do NOT even touch this pain. I'm serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is really sucking HARDER than I usually do on Christmas Eve behind the VFW, ha ha, Limpy, beat you to it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2007 sucked, but once they get me all fixed up, 2008 should be promising. Either that, or everything I own will go to good use and my best friend can just sell all my sex toys on ebay, ha ha! I've been told I could die if this thing busts open. They've got me taking my temperature like a chick on fertility pills wanting a baby. How ironic is THAT shit?  LOL! If it gets above 100 I'm on my way to the ER. Can't wait for THAT shit, you KNOW how the emergency room can be. I can't believe this shit is happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of the antibiotics, I'm sick of the heartburn, the vomiting, the rectal piss, the enemas, and just sick of the whole dealio. I TRY to joke, but it's starting to get quite depressing. Not to mention the pain. Hey, I always said I wanted to know what it's like to give birth...try pushing a little piece of pizza through something 1 MILLIONTH of the size of your intestin through the eye of a needle (or through your dickhole, guys).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks again for all the great wishes! I'll letcha'll know what is going on. Monday will tell me more. Until then, I'm gonna TRY to get some good pics with the new camera...we're supposed to get some weather down here in the next couple days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, just venting over here. I really REALLY hope you all had a GREAT, happy, healthy new year! Much love from the valley of the sun!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="52" alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" width="34" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smiley.smileycentral.com/download/index.jhtml?partner=ZSzeb114_ZSYYYYYYBXUS&amp;amp;utm_id=7922" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.smileycentral.com/sig.jsp?pc=ZSzeb114&amp;amp;pp=ZSYYYYYYBXUS" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-1369663740323774466?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/1369663740323774466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=1369663740323774466' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/1369663740323774466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/1369663740323774466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-new-year-peeps.html' title='Happy New Year, Peeps!'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-1302184299762696842</id><published>2007-12-29T18:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T00:50:02.283-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Camera!</title><content type='html'>I'm bound and determined to figure out how to use my new camera, and guess what? YOU ALL get to be the guinea pigs while I post the "newbie" pics. Lucky YOU'S!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took some really cool pics with it, and even managed to use the USB cable they were so nice to provide, but the software is a mystery to me. It's NOTHING like the simple shit I'm used to with the Nokia camera phone. I will say, though, that the pics are SO much sharper. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Christmas day at the 'rents, after opening presents and whatnot, my dog was TOTALLY exhausted...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149594691354159698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/R3cJFotm6lI/AAAAAAAAArA/tLVctTqpl_k/s320/mads+with+hollys+toy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Another pic of the shelf above the sink in my kitchen. I think it's probably time to make a wish on that wishbone up there...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149595395728796258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/R3cJuotm6mI/AAAAAAAAArI/ZsZbPoEPvB4/s320/kitchen.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Took the pup for a walk across the street, and of course I'm hardly ever without the camera now, and caught the cool lights on this house. Not the greatest, but give a girl a break ~ I'm learning a new view. This is gonna be SO cool!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149596233247418994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/R3cKfYtm6nI/AAAAAAAAArQ/hS4NWWqmAGU/s320/cool+house+across+the+street.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Right now I'm watching/listening to the "David Gilmore In Concert" DVD I got in my stocking this year. It is, without a doubt, one of my favorite concerts ever (God BLESS my mom for remembering I mentioned wanting it!). If you don't know who he is, TWO WORDS, Assjackals: Pink Floyd. Although not an actual PF tune and not a DG original, I LOVE this. &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EK2N3S0lr4c&amp;amp;rel=" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy, peeps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="52" alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" width="34" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="24" alt="Quaver 1" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_31.gif" width="19" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-1302184299762696842?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/1302184299762696842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=1302184299762696842' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/1302184299762696842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/1302184299762696842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2007/12/bound-and-determined.html' title='New Camera!'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/R3cJFotm6lI/AAAAAAAAArA/tLVctTqpl_k/s72-c/mads+with+hollys+toy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-7748012146171908825</id><published>2007-12-27T19:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T20:18:33.641-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Ya Gonna Call?</title><content type='html'>Yeah, I WISH my only problem was a playful poltergeist and Bill Murray could step in with his comedic antics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas was AWSOME, I do have to say, despite the fact that I couldn't keep anything down. We're not sure if it's because of everything going on or if I just had a touch of the flu. My mom and I are going with the "nerve factor" because of the upcoming roto-rooter test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's how it went down today:  Checked in, they asked the usual questions, started the I.V. (This chick was GOOD ~ I barely felt it, don't even have a bruise, and the mark is TINY!) They let my mom come back and we sat waiting for them to take me back to the rectal snake doc. I was wigging, but I'm tellin' you guys, the night before was the WORST compared to this. I got about 1/2 hour's sleep at a time from the time I drank the doses of colon-blow until I checked in. The procedure itself was nothing, until I heard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Lady K, I want to also give you a barium enima to get some more pics."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHA WHA WHAT??????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twice in a MONTH?  You've GOT to be fucking KIDDING ME, right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They wheeled me back, I got on the table, then the ASSHAT BLOWFUCK doc in charge comes in and tells me he thinks it may be a good idea to RESCHEDULE because I'm still groggy from the snakeotomy?  I said, "I don't THINK so. NO, you WILL do this TODAY. I didn't just go through the depths of HELL cleaning my colon last night for NOTHING, and will NOT be doing this again. If you have a problem with this, PAGE MY SURGEON and let's see what HE says.  HOP TO IT."  So he did. And they did. I cried my fool head off. I felt like a complete baby, but it HURT because of the pressure and the fact that they kept rolling me from side to side and making me hold my breath and making me pinch up my ass to hold that liquid in, all the while with what felt like a tree branch up my ass. The fact that it was also coming through my womanhole didn't help my dignity, either. Thank GOD the nurse was understanding. That doc/technician had the worst bedside manner I've EVER encountered in my LIFE. What a douche. So sorry you had to miss your golf date, sourpuss! MAN he was a dick. I can see detaching yourself when you're in the medical profession, but what the fuck happened to compassion? Fuckwad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently he treats his staff like shit, too, from what I heard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I came out with flying colors, and even got color pics from the snakeotomy. I won't share. Well, I can't anyway because they're not on a disk. ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a follow-up on the 7th to go over results and schedule (ugh) yep, another surgery. Not looking like it can be done through laparascopy, so Lady K gets the knife yet again. Another 4-6 weeks off. I like vacation and all, but come ON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to Christmas. I did say it was great, right? Spending time with the fam was really fun, and Santa DID in fact bring me a sweet digital camera. I'm still learning how to use it, and even got the software and USB cable to download pics. I'm gonna do that right now, then get some sleep. I'm exhausted, and Ms. Muffet amazingly enough has Strep Throat, so I have to go in to work early. If I get sick and have to postpone surgery, I swear I'm going to brain the bitch. We pretty much all think it's in her head, and I have NO idea why she is still employed there. At least I bring in legit medical documentation. They don't even ASK her for hers. I'll ask the same question you guys are probably asking:  Who the fuck is she BLOWING over there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all have a great weekend and if I don't get a chance to post before then, a HAPPY HEALTHY, PROSPEROUS New Year!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="52" alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" width="34" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="17" alt="Snake" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/16/16_3_149.gif" width="29" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="48" alt="Butt Dance" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/10/10_6_7.gif" width="48" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-7748012146171908825?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/7748012146171908825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=7748012146171908825' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/7748012146171908825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/7748012146171908825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2007/12/who-ya-gonna-call.html' title='Who Ya Gonna Call?'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-1916622407274344508</id><published>2007-12-23T21:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T21:31:01.791-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY HOLIDAYS!!!!</title><content type='html'>First off, I MUST say HELLO to BRAD the Gorilla. You made my holidays brighter, with your gruff self. Keep those banana drinks coming. It's about TIME you came out of hiding, you naughty gorilla, you!!! I'm smiling from head to toe over here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to wish EVERYONE a Merry Christmas, from the bottom of my heart. Thank you all for the well-wishes. I don't know what I'm in for this week, more tests, and probably more surgery. HEY. If I have to spend my holidays in the hospital, as long as they FIX this shit, I'll be one happy little elf. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got all my hair cut off yesterday. It looks GREAT! I "enhanced" it with a little color/highlights, and can't wait to stun everyone at work tomorrow. WOOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND ... I baked my fool head off, too:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147404477076531778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/R29BGYtm6kI/AAAAAAAAAq4/Kbgc7sdXapk/s320/Image000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147403789881764386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/R29AeYtm6iI/AAAAAAAAAqo/ZtvJ9Xj1F1k/s320/Image005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147403935910652466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/R29Am4tm6jI/AAAAAAAAAqw/P0uIjZDHhFE/s320/Image008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kolaczki and Polish Sweet Bread!  YEAH!  AND, brotherman was here, so we made breakfast for dinner. Eggs, potatoes, bacon &amp;amp; toast. (sorry, no pics, we gobbled too quickly) Simple, hearty, and a couple kolaczki for dessert. Don't get better than Christmas at a Polock's house, let me tell ya!  LOL&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I REALLY hope you all have a GREAT holiday this year.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="52" alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" width="34" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="85" alt="Manger" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/8/8_2_85v.gif" width="110" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="88" alt="3D Santa" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_15_61.gif" width="88" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-1916622407274344508?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/1916622407274344508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=1916622407274344508' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/1916622407274344508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/1916622407274344508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-holidays.html' title='HAPPY HOLIDAYS!!!!'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/R29BGYtm6kI/AAAAAAAAAq4/Kbgc7sdXapk/s72-c/Image000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-8232491865766520287</id><published>2007-12-17T18:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T20:51:45.587-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture Time!!!</title><content type='html'>I've been really remiss in my blogging and visiting you all. I DO think about you guys, but time gets away from me, I've been in a lot of pain and have had some really horrible problems because of these complications. My energy level is nil. I know this is gonna sound like I've lost my mind, but I am REALLY looking forward to the aforementioned anal probe. Only ~ and I do mean ONLY  ~ because I know it will be the beginning of getting back to "normal," if that's even a possibility with me. HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the temps have been down into the 30's at night and 50's during the day here...my kind of weather, PLUS, bonus...you don't have to shovel sunshine! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I took some really cool pics of an incoming winter storm we got which brought a TON of rain to the valley. I'm also posting pics of some of my Christmas decorations and my porch at night. They're not the greatest, but like I've said, Santa just may bring me some cool camera equipment this year. We'll see. That shit's not cheap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, here ya go. Keep the warm wishes coming, and for all y'all back east, just keep WARM! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145156461129034098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/R2dEiotm6XI/AAAAAAAAApQ/SdveNrt_qME/s320/Image011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145157333007395234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/R2dFVYtm6aI/AAAAAAAAApo/p8odJ-wQ6HU/s320/Image013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145156886330796418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/R2dE7Ytm6YI/AAAAAAAAApY/6G6JOIDifFY/s320/Image009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145157015179815314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/R2dFC4tm6ZI/AAAAAAAAApg/1VVaIC_W-RA/s320/Image016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145159660879669714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/R2dHc4tm6dI/AAAAAAAAAqA/fIza7i2Bilo/s320/Image000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145158449698892210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/R2dGWYtm6bI/AAAAAAAAApw/lTh2G867sAk/s320/Image002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145159235677907394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/R2dHEItm6cI/AAAAAAAAAp4/dGRaD3CIqJE/s320/Image007.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145167576504396274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/R2dOpotm6fI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/usIhtVL8XAw/s320/huge+poinsettia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145167731123218946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/R2dOyotm6gI/AAAAAAAAAqY/_kreil-U-vo/s320/The+tree.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I'm planning on taking a little stroll around the neighborhood soon to take pics of some of the houses/apartments. Some of the displays this year are off the HOOK, PLAYAHS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Tuesday kids! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="52" alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" width="34" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="70" alt="Christmas Angel" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/17/17_1_12v.gif" width="56" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-8232491865766520287?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/8232491865766520287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=8232491865766520287' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/8232491865766520287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/8232491865766520287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2007/12/picture-time.html' title='Picture Time!!!'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/R2dEiotm6XI/AAAAAAAAApQ/SdveNrt_qME/s72-c/Image011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-32302340708119556</id><published>2007-12-12T21:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T22:02:53.315-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The IVP</title><content type='html'>I went for my IVP test this morning. Hopefully the LAST test of the year, before the dreaded roto-root next month. What's the IVP you ask?  Well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An IVP or Intravenous Pyelogram is an X-ray exam of your kidneys and other parts of your urinary system, including your ureters (tubes leading from your kidneys) and your bladder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This test took a little over an hour; my "ureters" weren't cooperating, and I had to be moved into some weird positions. AND...as if the CT dye scan wasn't bad enough last Friday, now I've got bruises on BOTH arms. I look like a fucking heroine junkie.  Thank god it's cold here, cuz if I were wearing short sleeves, SOMEONE would be dragging me to the nearest methadone clinic or something. (NONNY, where the fuck are you with the jokes on THIS one?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK I hate this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DO get a break for Christmas and New Year's. Actually, if they could get this shit taken care of NOW (and I do mean NOW), I wouldn't mind spending my holidays in the fucking hospital. Just stop this fucking pain and make me WELL again. That's ALL I want for Christmas this year. The way they are scaring me, I'm actually thinking about writing a will. I have NO idea how to go about doing that. I don't even want to THINK about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't even have a DRINK because of the antibiotics they've got me on. Guess that's what the pain meds are for, right? LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Thursday, peeps. This too, shall pass, through whichever orifice it decides, ha ha.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="52" alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" width="34" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;img height="50" alt="Screamer" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/4/4_11_2.gif" width="50" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="32" alt="Chill Pill" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/12/12_5_24.gif" width="32" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-32302340708119556?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/32302340708119556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=32302340708119556' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/32302340708119556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/32302340708119556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2007/12/ivp.html' title='The IVP'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-3009679232008149087</id><published>2007-12-11T05:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T05:26:31.792-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Off to See the Wizard</title><content type='html'>Well, let's just hope he's a wizard. My GYN surgeon is sending me to a colon surgeon today. YAY, hooray for me. Just what I need, more stuff shoved up my ass. I couldn't be more thrilled...NOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think today is just a consult, but GYNOMAN faxed over all the test results from Friday and I got my blood drawn yesterday. I guess they're putting a rush on all this shit (no pun intended) because of the severity/urgency of the situation. I can almost guarantee a colonoscopy will be ordered very soon. I can't wait for THAT roto-rooter test. Thank GOD they knock you out. The barium enima while I was awake was already pushing it. Can you say, EXIT ONLY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I haven't been around y'all's blogs, but I have been thinking about you guys a lot. I've just been putting in long hours at work to make up for all the time I've had to take for this medical stuff. Let's just hope this doesn't turn into yet another surgery for me.  Yes, I'm a fighter, but one can only take so many punches before the spirit gets weak, ya know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all the warm fuzzies and good vibes/wishes. It's nice to know I've got such a great support system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Tuesday. How many more days till Christmas? I only have ONE MORE gift to get, then it's on to the wrapping and stuff. I DID finally get my house done, and managed to make that whole 20lb turkey this past Sunday. And yes, I got pics of everything. Just need to get 'em all organized and posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comfort &amp;amp; Joy,&lt;br /&gt;Lady K&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="52" alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" width="34" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="60" alt="Xray" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_17_3.gif" width="60" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="66" alt="Christmas Lights" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_15_11.gif" width="66" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-3009679232008149087?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/3009679232008149087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=3009679232008149087' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/3009679232008149087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/3009679232008149087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2007/12/off-to-see-wizard.html' title='Off to See the Wizard'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-861997533278626615</id><published>2007-12-09T21:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T21:35:27.282-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Technical Difficulties...</title><content type='html'>My computer is fucking up, big time, so I may be offline for awhile. I'm going to take the tower in to the IT guys at work to see what they may find. I already warned them about the porn, ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to some complications because of my recent surgery, my body is fucking up as well, so I may be out of commission for a little while. Tests, tests, and MORE tests.  And even more surgery.  woo-fucking-hoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please know that it's been really great knowing all of those of you who've read this blog (just in case). I'm one scared little elf right about now. I have pics of my Christmas decorations, the free turkey that I cooked today (with all the trimmings and THE best stuffing I've ever made in my LIFE), but it's late and I just don't have the energy to post them. Yeah, I can be one lazy bitch sometimes. HA! I will post them soon, if I can, along with some killer photos of the sunsets that've been going on here. The 43 degree weather has been awesome!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I joke a lot about praying and shit like that, but some good vibes and prayers would be pretty cool about now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Monday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="52" alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" width="34" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-861997533278626615?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/861997533278626615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=861997533278626615' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/861997533278626615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/861997533278626615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2007/12/technical-difficulties.html' title='Technical Difficulties...'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-1511439848925291404</id><published>2007-12-05T22:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T23:08:42.307-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who the fuck CARES?</title><content type='html'>Okay. Raquel Beezely is still reeling, yay for her, go team, we'll probably see you in Playboy soon, We GET IT.  Seriously ~ is this NEWS? Is she showing her tits? Oh. No, she just wants world peace and all that fem-bot 15 minutes of glorious fame shit. Good for her! You GO girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(gag)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't Beezley the last name of Buffy's DOLL back in the day...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140745860171979090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/R1eZH3wcWVI/AAAAAAAAApI/aWF9Ewqm-Kk/s320/mrs+beasley.gif" border="0" /&gt;Oh, no wait...that was Mrs. BEASLEY.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My bad.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm not ugly. I'm no "fat, letter-writing linda," as the guys on the radio show say so eloquently, and I'm no beauty queen, but I find these superficial news tidbits hard pills to swallow these days. Don't EVEN get me started on the reality TV shit. I'm still pissed off about the radio censorship going on. I'm gonna say it while I still CAN on my blog: FUCK.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And here's another thing: Just because I happen to be female and have a cool, easy-going personality and get along with "the guys" doesn't mean I'm a dyke or a slutbag. What the FUCK? Oh, wait. It's because I'm WHITE, isn't it? LMFAO!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have a great Thursday, whomever decides to read this little rant!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="52" alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" width="34" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="47" alt="F*ck" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/1/1_4_106.gif" width="58" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-1511439848925291404?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/1511439848925291404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=1511439848925291404' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/1511439848925291404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/1511439848925291404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2007/12/who-fuck-cares.html' title='Who the fuck CARES?'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/R1eZH3wcWVI/AAAAAAAAApI/aWF9Ewqm-Kk/s72-c/mrs+beasley.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-7150589733189018253</id><published>2007-12-04T23:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T23:21:53.329-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Clusterfuck Continues...</title><content type='html'>My life has elevated to a mongolian clusterfuck (thanks, Limpy).  I've been in pain for the past 3 weeks or more, sucking it up and eating ibuprofen like candy, which doesn't do a THING for it (OR my liver, thanks). Not to get too personal, but I have been starting to bleed again like a stuck pig. Okay, I'm exaggerating, but still... I thought it was part of the healing process at first, but another trip to the trusty gyno today told me otherwise. It's NOT normal to be having a "period" when they took everything OUT 3 months ago! HOLY SHIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of deep breaths later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He ordered a couple of tests involving dye being injected into my veins and some bloodwork.  I've become an EXPERT at peeing into a cup without a DROP getting on my hands OR the outside of the cup. Needless to say, I'm a little scared, because if internal organs are starting to fuse together, I may be in for another bout of surgery. Jingle fucking bells, right? YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This didn't stop me from my now-becoming-obnoxious Christmas light qwest. My brother is awsome with them; he finally finished my outside porch lights, and they look fantastic!!!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, while writing this post, I was having issues with my internet connection. I GOTTA tell you, the COX IT support guys are amazing. They're patient. They have a great sense of humor, even though, in the background, drunk brotherman kept yelling that they were idiots. I can't tell you the number of times they had me restart this contraption before we finally realized it's probably the stupid ethernet cable. Thank GOD I work for a communications company and may have time to just go in and make myself a NEW one...let's just hope it's the cable and not the input connection to the tower that's jacked up. Maybe I should just ask Santa for a laptop for Christmas this year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Hump Day, kids. Hope SOMEONE out there is humping. I'm not allowed, AGAIN. Doesn't mean I can't have sex dreams, right???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and GOD BLESS the person who invented Vicoden. Really.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="52" alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" width="34" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img height="60" alt="Xray" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_17_3.gif" width="60" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-7150589733189018253?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/7150589733189018253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=7150589733189018253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/7150589733189018253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/7150589733189018253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2007/12/clusterfuck-continues.html' title='The Clusterfuck Continues...'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-6130496394105271684</id><published>2007-12-02T22:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T21:50:51.079-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good GAWD, Y'all!</title><content type='html'>This week has been a CLUSTERFUCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE that word. CLUSTERFUCK. It encaptures just about everything that could/would/should/wish-this-would-not-be-happenning-but-it-did-so-deal-but-SHIT-oh-fuck-me-with-a-stick-oh-please...in one word. ClusterFUCK. CLUSTERfuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work has been jacked UP, so I've been stepping up. Those of you who know me know what I'm talking about. My back is JACKED (yet another word I love) up, but I can't take time off for the quackopractor because well, I just feel I need to be there. Good LAWD, Y'all! Not like it's going to matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough bitching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Christmas Season. I am LOVING IT, and the weather has brought on/off rain, wind, and COLD here! This week promises nothing more than mid-60's/low 70's. Snow would be great, but that's for the high country. I never thought for a SECOND that I'd miss scraping ice off my windshield every morning or having to dig my car out of a snowdrift in the morning, but for some reason I really AM this year. I don't know, something about all the lights on the houses reflected off of the snow, I guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="52" alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" width="34" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="85" alt="Christmas Snow" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/8/8_2_78v.gif" width="110" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-6130496394105271684?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/6130496394105271684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=6130496394105271684' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/6130496394105271684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/6130496394105271684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2007/12/good-gawd-yall.html' title='Good GAWD, Y&apos;all!'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-816183265057573816</id><published>2007-11-25T21:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T21:57:53.036-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Post</title><content type='html'>I thought I had some pretty cool holiday decorating pics to share, but they turned out like shit. I worked my ass off, and the colors are bright and wonderful, but my camera just didn't get it. Maybe Santa will be good to me this year and bring me some "real" photo equipment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;THESE, however, turned out beautifully...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137022130404749490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/R0peaRYYcLI/AAAAAAAAAo4/dwaBJBZPh5I/s320/Image028.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137022323678277826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/R0pelhYYcMI/AAAAAAAAApA/vtRgC8wbqls/s320/Image032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Happy Monday...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="52" alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" width="34" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="66" alt="Christmas Lights" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_15_11.gif" width="66" border="0" /&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/8549760229185313136-816183265057573816?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/816183265057573816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=816183265057573816' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/816183265057573816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/816183265057573816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2007/11/monday-post.html' title='Monday Post'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/R0peaRYYcLI/AAAAAAAAAo4/dwaBJBZPh5I/s72-c/Image028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-7287429990319227014</id><published>2007-11-23T22:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T22:58:48.079-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Elf Inside</title><content type='html'>Okay, I'm a SUCKER for Christmas movies. I LOVE "Miracle on 34th Street." I LOVE "It's a Wonderful Life." I even love the claymation "Rudolph" and the whole "Burgermeistermeisterburger" shit. Snowmizer and Heatmizer are my favorites, and I loved that Hermie followed his dentistry dreams and made friends with that dreaded abominable snowman. LOVE IT! OWN IT ALL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a child at heart, and it wouldn't be Christmas Season without it. But I gotta tell ya, as an adult, nothing beats "Bad Santa," or "ELF." Not to mention "A Christmas Story," which was filmed in my "hometown." It's no corn/potato-town, but Cleveland ain't a far cry from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I FINALLY watched "Elf" tonight, and laughed my fool head off! I wasn't even high, and couldn't stop laughing at the movie because I saw this video beforehand:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.funnyordie.com/videos/1560"&gt;http://www.funnyordie.com/videos/1560&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I tried to embed it, but it's worth hitting on the link. Call me juvenile, but I can't help but crack up every time I see it. I crack up even MORE seeing "Bad Santa."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Are you off your fucking MEDS or somethin'?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'm kinda warming up to Christmas...LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="52" alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" width="34" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="60" alt="Rudolph" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/8/8_2_88.gif" width="55" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-7287429990319227014?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/7287429990319227014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=7287429990319227014' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/7287429990319227014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/7287429990319227014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2007/11/elf.html' title='The Elf Inside'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-5905665999096894792</id><published>2007-11-20T21:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T23:22:54.299-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='john holmberg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='98kupd'/><title type='text'>Holiday Time</title><content type='html'>I really REALLY LOVE the holiday season. BUT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I see or hear ONE MORE TOY, JEWELRY or CLOTHING COMMERCIAL I'm gonna puke or scream, I havent decided yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This shit has been incessant sincebefore HALLOWEEN!!! Stores are advertising they are opening at FOUR in the MORNING the day after THANKSGIVING for their CHRISTMAS sales!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the love o' snow on a clear day in DECEMBER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who the FUCK gets up that early on black friday after sneaking a midnight turkey sandwich with cold stuffing, only to be busted (and then joined) by the family??? FOUR IN THE MORNING??? Who goes SHOPPING at 4am????? Those bitches in the "open-open-open" Mervyn's commercials? PA-LEEZ!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were houses up the street that had holiday lights up the moment their kids got home from trick-or-treating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the decorations. I have tons of them, and was really looking forward to decorating the new place this year, what with my big ol' porch and shit. I even thought about a cool place to put my tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EMPHASIS on the word, 'THOUGHT.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I really feel like doing is creating a HUGE paper mache' CAVE on said big ol' porch, eating so much turkey it sends me into a triptophan coma, and then hibernating until the New Years/President's Day/Valentine's Day hype sales bullshit is over, and everyone gets back to being as "normal" as they were before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I'm not bitter. I have a LOT to be thankful for this year. Family, friends, and a great job and lots of support. I just keep thinking...People used to be SO SWEET this time of year, but lately, it just seems to bring out the "mean" in them. And everything's become SO commercial. It's so so sad...If I had the money and the canned goods, I'd SO donate them, but I don't, so I can't. I just wish all these toy stores and grocery stores would step up and see society for what it really has become.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU GO, John Holmberg, Brady(and we thought you were puffin' dust outta that thang)Bogen, Eric/Derik(Creepy), Big Dick Toledo, Larry McFeely, Fitz, and ALL you guys involved with HOMELESS FOR THE HOLIDAYS, at &lt;a href="http://www.98kupd.com/"&gt;http://www.98kupd.com/&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And HAPPY Thanksgiving, my few readers!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="52" alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" width="34" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="85" alt="Turkey" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/8/8_5_1.gif" width="73" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="83" alt="Nap Turkey" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/8/8_5_19.gif" width="83" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-5905665999096894792?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/5905665999096894792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=5905665999096894792' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/5905665999096894792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/5905665999096894792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2007/11/holiday-time.html' title='Holiday Time'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-5994713025997831642</id><published>2007-11-18T19:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T18:10:06.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Outside the Box</title><content type='html'>I know I said I was going to go out to see the guys for their "farewell gig," but I pinched a nerve in my shoulder, and was just going to hang at home Friday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The more I thought about it, the more I started thinking that if I &lt;u&gt;didn't&lt;/u&gt; go out there and say hi/goodbye, I'd end up feeling like shit and regretting it for the rest of my life. After all, these guys ARE some of the people who made me who I am today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I took a deep breath, sucked up my pain and agoraphobia, and ventured out. I was so nervous when I got there that I locked my keys in the car. AIRHEAD! I didn't stress, just walked in there and holy CRAP! I was greeted with nothing more than, "HOLY SHIT, Lady K!!!"  I felt almost famous.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I explained my key situation, and they announced it to the whole bar. Although embarrassing, it was actually quite comical. Someone had a slim-jim, which didn't work on my car, but one of the off-duty bartenders was determined, so in between sets we finally got the door unlocked. WITHOUT breaking a window. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yep, cheers, drinks, and lots and LOTS of jeers later ("Hey Lady K, can you say, 'magnetic hide-a-key??!!") the night turned out wonderfully. I actually reconnected with someone I haven't seen in almost 20 years. Some connections are never severed, no matter how much time passes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, here's a pic of "da boyz." The first one is how they are now, and the last is of everyone who played nice in the sandbox over the better part of the last 20 years. My only regret at this point is not getting a picture WITH 'em. DUH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133937497777664146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/Rz9o9BYYcJI/AAAAAAAAAoo/93qvkW1gSJw/s320/Image013.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133937819900211362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/Rz9pPxYYcKI/AAAAAAAAAow/u9rbYOcm8WQ/s320/da+guys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I can't wait to see what the next 20 years brings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Monday, peeps! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="52" alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" width="34" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; OH!!!! BTW...GO BUCKEYES!!! Was that even a game on Saturday? Uh...Mr. Carr: BUH! As in BUH-BYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="54" alt="Buckeyes" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/20/20_1_41.gif" width="92" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/8549760229185313136-5994713025997831642?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/5994713025997831642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=5994713025997831642' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/5994713025997831642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/5994713025997831642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2007/11/outside-box.html' title='Outside the Box'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/Rz9o9BYYcJI/AAAAAAAAAoo/93qvkW1gSJw/s72-c/Image013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-3465747882096632741</id><published>2007-11-14T20:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T21:53:33.914-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pretender</title><content type='html'>I talked to an amazing friend tonight, and he called me OUT on the fact that I was "pretending" to be happy about something I did. While he didn't make me feel ashamed, he made me admit a lot of things to myself. FUCK I hate it when that happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't full of some history lesson, or sports stats, it was just a conversation. It's really too bad I'm not attracted to this person. I really need someone like that in my life. He called me "the pretender," and I started singing that old Jackson Browne song. He asked me why I don't sing anymore. My only answer to him was "work."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How fucking sad is that? I don't wanna be a rock star, but my friend really got me thinking. Yes, I have stability with my job, but why DON'T I sing anymore? Why are my guitars collecting dust, and why the fuck do I own a bass when I don't even know how to play it???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My old band is breaking up. I'm going to see them Friday night, close to here. Talk about an end to an era!!! Even if they don't call me up to sing again, I'm looking forward to seeing anyone/everyone who was there from the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Jackson Browne has always been one of my favorite artists, and ever since this tune came out, I've always wanted to do my own version of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, with breasts and as a blonde, of course.  ha ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xhp96VWLEqA&amp;amp;rel=" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="52" alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" width="34" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-3465747882096632741?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/3465747882096632741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=3465747882096632741' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/3465747882096632741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/3465747882096632741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2007/11/pretender.html' title='The Pretender'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-4415554105515630723</id><published>2007-11-11T13:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T21:04:12.262-08:00</updated><title type='text'>YUMMY Weekend!</title><content type='html'>I took time out for ME this weekend. I told everyone NOT to call, I didn't get on the computer(much), and just pampered myself. The last couple days at work were rough, as girlie called in sick because of another panic attack, so I was "it" for the front office. YAY. I put out major fires, cleaned up a bunch of fuck-ups, and got shit done. Come 5pm, I was ready to get my drink on. I stopped and got one of my favorite frozen pizzas, some bubble bath, and little odds &amp;amp; ends needed to just take care of ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, the usual girlie-type shit. Manicure, pedicure, a LOOOONNNNGGGG overdue soak in the bubbly tub with a wonderful pretty-musky-scented candle and some of my favorite music. Watched chick flicks, got me some, and Sunday I made breakfast, corn chowdah, and a roast with carrots &amp;amp; onions. I really wanted to roast some potatoes, too, but didn't have any and didn't want to deal with traffic or people to get to the store, even if it IS only 3 miles from here. I was content and NOBODY was gonna fuck with my world. NOBODY. Did I mention that I got me some??? I REALLY need to do this for myself more often!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe it's Monday already????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131810624315817458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/RzfaksTrffI/AAAAAAAAAog/6Wr3tnkaB-k/s320/munch.ashes.small.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Happy Vet's Day. Pud, wherever you are, know that I'm thinking about you and your peeps over there. I appreciate everything y'all are doing, and get home safe!!!!!!!!!!! XOXOXO!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="52" alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" width="34" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="60" alt="Soaking" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/7/7_3_110v.gif" width="85" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-4415554105515630723?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/4415554105515630723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=4415554105515630723' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/4415554105515630723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/4415554105515630723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2007/11/yummy-weekend.html' title='YUMMY Weekend!'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/RzfaksTrffI/AAAAAAAAAog/6Wr3tnkaB-k/s72-c/munch.ashes.small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-4321435254506511382</id><published>2007-11-06T21:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T20:58:42.564-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grillin' Fool...</title><content type='html'>I grilled some chicken, pineapple, and peaches tonight. OH YES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made some little sauce to brush on...butter, minced onion, pineapple juice, peach juice, lemon juice with a little lemon zest, some thyme and a little soy sauce and cornstarch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grilled up with these little chicken tenderloins, brushing the "sauce" every so often to perfection, put the rest of the "sauce" on the stove to thicken up a little more, made some rice and broccoli, was just getting ready to eat, started running a bath after a tough day, and....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brotherman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"IT was my LAST DAY at this JOB TODAY. I smelled the grillin...got enough for me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can a girl get a night to herself??? Fuck me with a STICK!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a good sister. I fed him. Then he criticized the chicken. (It was done perfectly, he just hates white meat and said it was "dry." I tried it, it was PERFECT.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he violated my guitar. NOBODY fucks with my guitars. I don't care WHO they are, NOBODY. Then I kicked his stupid obnoxious drunkass out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care. I'm sick and tired of being his "enabler." I like my vodka, don't get me wrong, but I NEVER show up at someone's door as obnoxious as he was tonight. I love him, he's my brother, but the poking, the headlocks, the stupid drunken shit was too much for me. And he kept telling me *I* was drunk, but all the while I was drinking ginger ale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention he really interrupted the "ZEN" moment I had planned for myself.  I really gotta learn to tell the little fucker to grow up. AND I need to learn how to just say NOOOOOOO. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got new batteries and everything, and now...forget about it. LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-4321435254506511382?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/4321435254506511382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=4321435254506511382' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/4321435254506511382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/4321435254506511382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2007/11/grillin-fool.html' title='Grillin&apos; Fool...'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-1177088187503401443</id><published>2007-11-04T16:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T16:48:30.869-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All OVER the Place</title><content type='html'>OKAY...Who the FUCK calls people starting at 11:30pm and continues every TENfuckingminutes? This happened to me Friday night. I was pissed OFF. I don't care if it IS Friday night...unless someone is dying or a DEAR close friend needs bail, come ON!!! Even then, "hello!" ya got my cell number!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This munchwad waited for me to answer, then just fucking SAT there. THEN, said wad had the audacity to call BACK and rummage the phone around to let me know they were there. What in the sam hill??? If you're gonna "drunk dial" me, at least be funny enough to identify yourself and say that's what you're doing. I've done it, own up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a PUSSY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, this weekend was GREAT! I spent Saturday morning making tamales with a friend from work... &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129143495924645010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/Ry5g1YyX_JI/AAAAAAAAAoY/vXFpViAkzhg/s320/Image023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;That's not even HALF of them! I think I found my new calling when I retire. I'd rather cook than greet people at Target, ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brotherman brought over Guitar Hero II. I'm addicted, and hope to get the Guitar Hero III package for Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell, right now, I'd be happy to get ANY package...ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made some of the best corn chowdah I've ever had in my life (if I don't say so myself), and some Swiss steak that was off the charts. Sorry, kids, I ate too fast to take pics. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Monday! (I know, ick...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="52" alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" width="34" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-1177088187503401443?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/1177088187503401443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=1177088187503401443' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/1177088187503401443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/1177088187503401443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2007/11/all-over-place.html' title='All OVER the Place'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/Ry5g1YyX_JI/AAAAAAAAAoY/vXFpViAkzhg/s72-c/Image023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-8596860595821671145</id><published>2007-10-30T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T22:27:39.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/1js6sjXpGR/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/1js6sjXpGR/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mwa-ah-ahhhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127360753784323186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/RygLcIyX_HI/AAAAAAAAAoI/LpDgKMuB0eM/s320/pennywise.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This year, I got a wild hair and broke out my clown stuff. I'm not going full-blown, because it takes FOREVER to do the full face makeup the way they taught us in clown school (plus a lot of my makeup is old, and hey, a girl's gotta take care of her girly skin, right?), but I still have the outfit and the wig, and I just feel like being a goob for a day. I REALLY hope none of my techs aren't clown-a-phobes. God help them if they are. This is gonna be fun. I'll do my best to get people to take dorky pictures to post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;PLUS I want to dress up to hand out all the candy I got for potential trick-or-treaters. I'm hoping I get a LOT, because I have a LOT of candy. If not, my techs are gonna be REALLY happy on Thursday.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happy Halloween. BE SAFE!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="52" alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" width="34" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="94" alt="Vampire" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/8/8_1_220.gif" width="94" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="110" alt="Haunted House" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/8/8_1_229.gif" width="110" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="100" alt="Spinning 3D Jack-o-Lantern" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/8/8_1_233.gif" width="100" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="73" alt="Mummy" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/8/8_1_215.gif" width="56" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-8596860595821671145?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/8596860595821671145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=8596860595821671145' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/8596860595821671145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/8596860595821671145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2007/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween!!!'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/RygLcIyX_HI/AAAAAAAAAoI/LpDgKMuB0eM/s72-c/pennywise.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-8220955687323105310</id><published>2007-10-28T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T21:46:06.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eagles Fly...</title><content type='html'>For some reason I've had this song going through my head while I was cleaning this weekend..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found the following, which really made me think about things. I'm homesick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cij_rrjsuQ0&amp;amp;rel=" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Monday, peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="52" alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" width="34" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-8220955687323105310?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/8220955687323105310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=8220955687323105310' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/8220955687323105310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/8220955687323105310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2007/10/eagles-fly.html' title='Eagles Fly...'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-6946922579582940656</id><published>2007-10-28T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T18:21:47.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do NOT Try This At Home...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bYmIKcP7Nbc&amp;amp;rel=" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay...'twas Saturday night. I've got the weekend to myself. I've been cleaning all day, been accosted by punks in the parking lot after getting home from the grocery, (yeah, they were real tough, peeling out with their punkasses in mommy's silver sedan with the punkass thumpin' stereo going ~ OOO I was So scared!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a roast in the crock pot, it was getting dark, and what better way to kick off Halloween week with a little "EXORCIST..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought, "Yeah, okay, I'm a tough bitch, I can handle watching this movie by myself." So I lit some candles, made things "kinda" spooky, set up my TV tray, and started eating dinner... RIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called the dog, even though she stares at me when I'm eating. No go. I called her again, trying to bribe her with leftovers. I turned all the lights on. I called the dog. I grabbed the afgan. I called the m'f'ing dog. She finally came up and snuggled. I held on to her for dear life. She hated it and got down. I put my plate away, hid under the afgan, and flipped channels.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I should have known to put on football, because I heard OSU kicked some serious ASS. DOH! I'd take that over potential nightmares ANY day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I digress.  Same movie came on IN THE DAYTIME today...I was gardening and marinating chicken, getting ready to bbq, so I thought "What the hell..." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;STILL could NOT watch it alone, AND I broke the bbq (propane) and couldn't get it back together.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;MAN!!! And all this time I thought I was a TOMBOY. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="52" alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" width="34" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="44" alt="Shocked" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_19_2.gif" width="66" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="25" alt="Peeking Over Fence" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/15_1_63.gif" width="38" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://smiley.smileycentral.com/download/index.jhtml?partner=ZSzeb096_ZSYYYYYYBXUS&amp;amp;utm_id=7924" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.smileycentral.com/sig.jsp?pc=ZSzeb096&amp;amp;pp=ZSYYYYYYBXUS" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-6946922579582940656?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/6946922579582940656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=6946922579582940656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/6946922579582940656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/6946922579582940656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2007/10/do-not-try-this-at-home.html' title='Do NOT Try This At Home...'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-6121133363158581779</id><published>2007-10-25T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T19:36:04.332-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WOW</title><content type='html'>A really good friend of mine sent me this clip. I've always dreamed of performing the national anthem, but this blew me away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sR2rvxSUr7w&amp;amp;rel=" width="425" height="366" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" border="0" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend, peeps!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="52" alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" width="34" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-6121133363158581779?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/6121133363158581779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=6121133363158581779' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/6121133363158581779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/6121133363158581779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2007/10/wow.html' title='WOW'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-7627826823636329683</id><published>2007-10-24T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T20:17:22.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And Nobody Cares...</title><content type='html'>I couldn't say it better than this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/P6PnpikSi2E&amp;amp;rel=" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thanks to Birdman, I can't get the following song (ahem and CD) out of my head ~ you're lucky you live so far away, ha ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tu9rtD7KKBI&amp;amp;rel=" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="52" alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" width="34" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img height="100" alt="Spinning 3D Jack-o-Lantern" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/8/8_1_233.gif" width="100" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-7627826823636329683?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/7627826823636329683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=7627826823636329683' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/7627826823636329683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/7627826823636329683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2007/10/and-nobody-cares.html' title='And Nobody Cares...'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-3849495452496397414</id><published>2007-10-23T22:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T23:35:38.308-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OH the Bad Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1BUrZB85NVs&amp;amp;rel=" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I wasn't a COMPLETE bitch to everyone, I was in a FOUL mood all damn day, and this just describes it. I KNOW there's someone out there who knows exactly where I'm coming from. Bad dreams, lousy neighbors, not enough sleep, 5-year-old adults on the job, the WORKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE this song. I LOVED Dragonball Z while it was on, and when I found this video I laughed my fool head off and HAD to share. I didn't get how anything was synchronized, but still had to giggle. Is it sad that it was the highlight of my day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to play my guitar after showering off the restaurant smells when I cooked at JB's the last time I got tired of working in an office. I'd just sit and play and sing while my "boyfriend" at the time sat around the table playing some sort of role-playing card game with his buddies. I loved it, they loved the food I brought home, and they always asked me to play more. Good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day I had today made me want to just do the short-order cook thing again. Either that or just say "fuck it" and do outside gardening for the winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I wouldn't need a green card, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Hump Day, citizens! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="52" alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" width="34" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="60" alt="Mowing The Lawn" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/3/3_13_4.gif" width="100" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-3849495452496397414?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/3849495452496397414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=3849495452496397414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/3849495452496397414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/3849495452496397414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2007/10/oh-bad-day.html' title='OH the Bad Day'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-4419143249655989203</id><published>2007-10-23T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T10:49:21.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy Mack'rel, Andy!!!</title><content type='html'>Christ, things have been crazy busy for me the past week or so. Brotherman is CONSTANTLY at my house, so I don't have a lot of time to myself. The computer is in "his" room, so if he goes to bed, I can't sit up and chat or post or check emails. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a birthday over the weekend!!! WOO HOO! It was quiet for the most part. I drank WAY too much and ate too much junk. I baked. I slept when I could, if the elephant parade upstairs wasn't on the rampage. Last night they were waking me up at 12:30, 3, 4, and 5 this morning. By 5:30 I gave up and just got out of bed and started making noise. THEY were quiet. Fuck 'em. I swear they are crackheads. Come ON...WHO does laundry at 1am on a Monday/Tuesday???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got some flowers on Friday...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124579603775443042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/Rx4p_5o_UGI/AAAAAAAAAnY/AZvv8JIJb1U/s320/Image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124581437726478498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/Rx4rqpo_UKI/AAAAAAAAAn4/Kd81dEpJUos/s320/Image004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I lit the candles on Saturday, which was the "actual day."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124581175733473426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/Rx4rbZo_UJI/AAAAAAAAAnw/WHCT2BVhFc4/s320/Image022.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Monday I got to work and my boss had left me a card and put up a sign&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124581832863469746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/Rx4sBpo_ULI/AAAAAAAAAoA/pYn40eG6TYM/s320/Image038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Pretty sweet, and someone brought donuts, although I'm not a big "sweets" person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, I get to work and found someone had left the coffee pot on all night, so the office reeked of burnt coffee. That and there was water, crumbs, and shit all over the counters, not to mention the jug of water that the receptionist put in the fridge that leaked everywhere. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What can I say, I work with a bunch of fucking   5-year-olds.  I think I just didn't get enough sleep and am sick and tired of cleaning up after everyone. Don't get me started on missing paperwork...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope everyone is doing well, I know I've been MIA lately. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYYYUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="52" alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" width="34" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYYYUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="100" alt="Spinning 3-D Werewolf" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/8/8_1_234.gif" width="100" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYYYUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="88" alt="Witch Cauldron" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/8/8_1_231.gif" width="88" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/8549760229185313136-4419143249655989203?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/4419143249655989203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=4419143249655989203' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/4419143249655989203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/4419143249655989203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2007/10/holy-mackrel-andy.html' title='Holy Mack&apos;rel, Andy!!!'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/Rx4p_5o_UGI/AAAAAAAAAnY/AZvv8JIJb1U/s72-c/Image001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-1200773534154004710</id><published>2007-10-16T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T20:50:42.569-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in the Saddle!!!</title><content type='html'>I finally got my oven fixed today. After &lt;strong&gt;two weeks&lt;/strong&gt; of me complaining to the office, the maintenance guys got their shit together and replaced the element that's been out in my oven. They also replaced the leaky garbage disposal and the screen door to my patio that's been off its track for over a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I celebrated with some home-made mac&amp;amp;cheese, and plan to make the apple cobbler I've been planning, and baking some cookies over the weekend. Call it my own little b-day gift to myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cook in me is BACK! My energy level has been getting better, and I'm really starting to eigher get used to the pain or learning to manage it with exercise and working on the latch-hook rug. I'm about 2/3 done, and can't wait to post a picture. I WILL post this pic of the mac&amp;amp;cheese, though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122146479032455250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/RxWFFZo_UFI/AAAAAAAAAnM/sVhKNSYz3TM/s320/Image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Brotherman helped me hang some pics/posters in hereand with a few more touches, this will be a pretty cool den/music room. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Indians won AGAIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, and everything feels pretty groovy...I'm happy for my hometown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Hump Day, peeps!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="52" alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" width="34" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="71" alt="Lava Lamp" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/12/12_1_106.gif" width="22" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="49" alt="Groovy" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/23/23_9_8.gif" width="62" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-1200773534154004710?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/1200773534154004710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=1200773534154004710' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/1200773534154004710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/1200773534154004710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2007/10/back-in-saddle.html' title='Back in the Saddle!!!'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/RxWFFZo_UFI/AAAAAAAAAnM/sVhKNSYz3TM/s72-c/Image001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-5556754971072921574</id><published>2007-10-14T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T20:29:49.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ills, Pills, and...</title><content type='html'>Dessert...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAD to get you guys a pic of this dessert I made! Even though the maintenance people STILL haven't fixed the bottom element in my oven, I did my BEST here with some puff pastries and strawberries I had in the freezer (I finally got the gumption to organize it), and this didn't turn out half bad:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121388967060525106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/RxLUIZo_UDI/AAAAAAAAAnA/M17nyPlU9kY/s320/Image016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;It could have used a sprig of mint or a dusting of something for garnish, but I WILL say it was YUMMY. Vanilla custard in the center of a puff-pastry shell and lots of (lowfat) whipped cream and strawberries, with a thin layer of chocolate syrup at the bottom. After a nice meal of a few spinach/cheese ravioli with home-made, homegrown basil-pesto sauce and a salad, this was just what the doctor ordered. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Speaking of doc...knock on wood, I won't have to go back for another year. The pills seem to be working, although the post-op stabs just don't want to stop. I'm getting used to it, and it's a LOT better than what I was going through before I got cut. They say that when you have to have a limb cut off, you can still feel it for awhile, so I'm attributing this pain to "phantom cramps." As long as I don't overdo the workouts, I'm alright...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hey, whatever it takes, right?  Life has become a new adventure! I'm doing my best to embrace it all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have a great Monday, chillens! I'm enjoyin' the COLD 60 degree temps (HEY...COLD for AZ, ok??? LOL) in the mornings and being able to sleep with the windows open for a change...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="52" alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" width="34" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="85" alt="Fall Colors" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/16/16_15_11.gif" width="110" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-5556754971072921574?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/5556754971072921574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=5556754971072921574' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/5556754971072921574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/5556754971072921574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2007/10/ills-pills-and.html' title='Ills, Pills, and...'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/RxLUIZo_UDI/AAAAAAAAAnA/M17nyPlU9kY/s72-c/Image016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-3480835764116073360</id><published>2007-10-09T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T21:04:23.807-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Happens!!!</title><content type='html'>I used to post prolifically. Now I barely find time in the mornings or evening to DO it (okay, let's not talk about "doing it," I just get depressed...ha ha), let alone visit y'all's sites. I have been missing it.  Even BRADLEY sent me a comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, HELLO, CHILDRENS!!!  Been going through some weird complications, had a couple doc appointments, but the good news is, I'm going to LIVE!!!  I developed some weird internal infection, my fever spiked up to 102, I was off for 1/2 day, and have just been taking care of ME. Not that I'm saying, "fuck all of you," but I really needed to get some rest and take the drugs and hang with the doc's orders, while doing my best to get my time in at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, so good, as long as I just go to work, come home, take care of the dog, and then just either lie down quietly and watch HEROES (or Top Chef, or whatever else looks halfway decent) and have some soft food or soup, and/or sit quietly doing my latch-hook. Either way, the body still needs rest, even after two months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAGFGGGAAA  HHHHFFFFFFFUUUCCCCKKKKKKK!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be growing impatiens on my porch, since I'm so impatient about this recovery. ha ha!  Everything I've been growing is doing well, and soon the place will be a little zen garden for me. My DILL isn't growing well, and that bothers me, because I really wanted to use my own to put up a couple jars of pickles.  My grandmother had an AMAZING dill patch in her backyard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM going to say that I watched "Ellen" when I got home from the doc's the other day and she had Matchbox 20 on. They're no Counting  Crows, but ran a close 2nd in a pinch for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Hump Day, peeps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="52" alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" width="34" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="48" alt="Hey" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/23/23_1_66.gif" width="52" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-3480835764116073360?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/3480835764116073360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=3480835764116073360' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/3480835764116073360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/3480835764116073360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2007/10/life-happens.html' title='Life Happens!!!'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-8934426295425736847</id><published>2007-10-06T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T08:01:37.938-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Morning Zen</title><content type='html'>I woke up, looked at the clock: "HOLY SHIT, it's 6:30!!! I'm gonna have to rush to get ready." I jumped out of bed, hustled the dog and realized...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's fucking SATURDAY, what the hell. I hate it when that happens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Obviously it happened for a reason, because the sunrise was SPECTACULAR, and made me take a deep breath and regroup. Not to mention, it was only 59 degrees outside. I actually had to put on a pair of sweat pants! I know to you nor'easterners 59 is "short-sleeved" weather, but to us leatherskinned desert dwellers, that's damn near COLD. I actually dreamed of SNOW last night. Maybe this year I'll get my birthday wish. ha ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoy the sunrise!!! I'm sure I looked like a total fool walking around in my PJ's taking these pics, but I didn't give a goat's beard. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118233484652924866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/RweePJo_T8I/AAAAAAAAAmI/prtQpOJRIpM/s320/Image003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118233634976780242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/RweeX5o_T9I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/ZGqzwUgE5g4/s320/Image002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118233768120766434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/Rweefpo_T-I/AAAAAAAAAmY/GhELva7dnTo/s320/Image005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118234270631940082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/Rwee85o_T_I/AAAAAAAAAmg/6lxxSjaPHGs/s320/Image007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118234511150108674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/RwefK5o_UAI/AAAAAAAAAmo/ub5ZpkpV1Bk/s320/Image013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118235425978142738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/RwegAJo_UBI/AAAAAAAAAmw/5fbtnswPRC0/s320/Image015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118235572007030818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/RwegIpo_UCI/AAAAAAAAAm4/_JkxeCbXEgA/s320/Image016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And YES I took these with the camera phone. Couldn't you just eat the clouds like cotton candy?! I was thinking about submitting some of my pics to &lt;u&gt;Arizona Highways&lt;/u&gt; magazine. Is that too pretentious? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happy Saturday!!! I'm loving that I got up this early...makes for a longer weekend.&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/8549760229185313136-8934426295425736847?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/8934426295425736847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=8934426295425736847' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/8934426295425736847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/8934426295425736847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2007/10/saturday-morning-zen.html' title='Saturday Morning Zen'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XhYSGaBrZkY/RweePJo_T8I/AAAAAAAAAmI/prtQpOJRIpM/s72-c/Image003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-6603392282802862552</id><published>2007-10-05T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T07:48:44.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Indian Summer</title><content type='html'>UGH!  The temp has gone back up (albeit still not over 100, but still hot) along with the humidity. It keeps threatening to rain. There was a FORTY percent chance yesterday, but we got NOTHIN.'  All the cells circled right around us. The clouds were pretty cool, but because I've been lazy and my camera's memory was full, I couldn't get any cool shots. I'll post some older cool ones this weekend. There are some doozies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend has the promise of REST. For some reason I've been getting stabbing pains in my abdomen, sometimes so bad they wake me up. I even had to leave early one day this week, which is NEVER a good thing. Time is money. The doc still hasn't called me back, so I think I'm just going to call my GP and see what HE has to say. I'm sure it's just the diverticulitis flaring up. I have been eating a lot of popcorn, not knowing that I should have been avoiding it. Who KNEW?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning is cooler and windy, and they're calling for a LOT more wind later today. Come ON! Where are the cool mountain clouds that come down here every year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone has a good weekend! I'm planning on poolside, since the pools don't feel so much like bath water these days.  That, and I'm OFFICIALLY SINGLE again!!!!!   I'll rant about that horrific, psycho bullshit when I have more time.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="52" alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" width="34" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; P.S. Congrats to the Cleveland Indians! Like I said, I don't follow baseball, but I'm from there and have always been loyal. I'm not really a "bandwagon" sort of person.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-6603392282802862552?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/6603392282802862552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=6603392282802862552' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/6603392282802862552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/6603392282802862552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2007/10/indian-summer.html' title='Indian Summer'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-3971077657806185526</id><published>2007-10-02T06:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T06:42:53.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Rain...</title><content type='html'>It's still muggy out here in beautiful AZ, and the clouds look like they could burst at any minute. Not that they will, or if/when they do, the rain will probably just evaporate before hitting the ground, making it even more humid. Not typical for this time of year, but I'll take it over 120 degrees any given day. Temps haven't been much over 95 for the past week. For this I am grateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really got NOTHIN' today. I hate it when that happens.  Maybe I'll take some pictures so I have at least some form of entertainment for later.  If not, I'll just have to start surfing the 'net for weird, wild stories.  Don't make me do it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="52" alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" width="34" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="54" alt="Diamondbacks" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/20_1_79.gif" width="109" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (not that I follow baseball, but I think it's cool they made it this far)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-3971077657806185526?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/3971077657806185526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=3971077657806185526' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/3971077657806185526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/3971077657806185526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2007/10/little-rain.html' title='A Little Rain...'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8549760229185313136.post-8006113299156556607</id><published>2007-10-01T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T06:39:22.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy October!</title><content type='html'>I can't believe it's October already.  I've been through a lot of changes this year, all for the better (I hope).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Fall" has finally made it to AZ, although this morning was a little warm. We had some lightening and thunder last night, and it stayed overcast for this morning, but it's just muggy enough outside to be slightly annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the weekend with brotherman (he's become almost a permanent fixture here since I moved), and we watched a couple of movies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw III: GORE, GORE, and MORE GORE. Not as good as the first one, and I didn't see the second one. Brotherman saw all 3, and said he liked I &amp;amp; II the best. I made the mistake of putting that one in first and then trying to eat while it was on. Bad idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Return: Sarah Michelle Geller did a pretty good job in this one. It held our attention through the whole thing, although it wasn't that hard to figure out how the ending would turn out. Still a pretty good movie, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rented "The Pursuit of Happyness" with Will Smith, but didn't get a chance to watch it. The movies aren't due back till Friday, so I've got all week and don't have to worry about missing Heroes tonight. God, I sound like a couch potato.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great Monday everyone!  I'm hoping things at work will be back to "normal."  We'll see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="52" alt="Treble" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/5/5_6_35.gif" width="34" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZSYYYYYYBXUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="80" alt="Black Cat" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/8/8_1_209.gif" width="46" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8549760229185313136-8006113299156556607?l=interimthoughts65.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/feeds/8006113299156556607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8549760229185313136&amp;postID=8006113299156556607' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/8006113299156556607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8549760229185313136/posts/default/8006113299156556607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://interimthoughts65.blogspot.com/2007/10/happy-october.html' title='Happy October!'/><author><name>Lady K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00926068286599905945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7266/2956/320/LadyK%20profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
