<?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-12293878</id><updated>2011-05-03T00:30:31.108-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cara's Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dinner and a Devotion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>53</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12293878.post-4162089579255296400</id><published>2009-04-11T10:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T10:37:42.468-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember this when it happens in this country</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial Baltic;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Arial Baltic';"&gt;An economics professor at  Texas Tech University , Lubbock , TX  said&lt;br /&gt;he had  never failed a single student  before but had, once,  failed an&lt;br /&gt;entire class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The majority of that class had insisted that  socialism worked and  that no&lt;br /&gt;one would be poor and no one would be  rich, a great equalizer. The&lt;br /&gt;professor then said ok, we will have an  experiment in this class on&lt;br /&gt;socialism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; All grades would be  averaged and everyone would receive the same  grade so&lt;br /&gt;no one would  fail and no one would receive an A.  After the first test  the &lt;br /&gt;grades were averaged, everyone got a B. The students who studied   hard  were&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;upset and the students who studied little were happy.  But, as the  second&lt;br /&gt;test rolled around, the students who studied little  had studied even  less&lt;br /&gt;and the ones who studied hard decided they  wanted a free ride too,  so  they&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;studied little. The second  Test average was a D!  No one was happy.   When&lt;br /&gt;the  3rd  test rolled around the average was an F.   The scores never &lt;br /&gt;increased as bickering, blame, name calling all resulted  in  hard  feelings&lt;br /&gt;and no one would study for anyone else. All failed to   their  great surprise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the professor told them that socialism  would  ultimately fail because&lt;br /&gt;the harder to succeed the greater the  reward   but when a government takes&lt;br /&gt;all the reward away, no one  will try or  succeed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12293878-4162089579255296400?l=wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/feeds/4162089579255296400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12293878&amp;postID=4162089579255296400&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/4162089579255296400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/4162089579255296400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/2009/04/remember-this-when-it-happens-in-this.html' title='Remember this when it happens in this country'/><author><name>Dinner and a Devotion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12293878.post-5762546287178660824</id><published>2009-03-01T18:19:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T18:40:08.853-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Miracles</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;So I've spent the better part of my weekend in Columbia at the hospital with my family.  My grandma had an infection somewhere that was causing a high fever... Friday &amp;amp; Saturday the doctors just pumped her full of antibiotics, hoping that something would break her fever.  They couldn't ever pinpoint the infection though.  This morning at 5am we got a call saying that the doctors had pretty much given up and they were just going to "keep her comfortable".  So needless to say, all day we sat in the hospital just waiting for the Lord to take her.  We even joked a few times that Grandpa was up in heaven saying "C'mon Margaret, I've almost got ya back".  Grandma was so coherent all day though... She even said "Don't be sad"  "I'm ready to go be with Grandpa, he's been without me for too long".  Can you believe it??  Her faith is so strong.  Her love for her family and the life she has lived is amazing.   She just kept twirling her wedding ring and telling us that "it's okay".  That's just like her... Comforting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;US &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;when she's the one laying in a hospital bed.  She even grabbed my hand today, told me it was cold, and then rubbed it to warm me up.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;After a long morning, there was really no change in her condition.  She was just on oxygen, morphine, and a saline drip.  The boys and I decided to come on home so they could pack up and head back to Springfield.  Then at 5pm Dad calls and said "You're not going to believe this".  Grandma was sitting up in here bed, she had had something to eat, taken a bath, had her hair washed and was joking around!!!  What a miracle!!!  Praise the Lord!!  My grandma is an amazing woman and she continues to prove how strong she is, even when the doctors have given up.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;It's just not her time yet...  Now tomorrow, who knows?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12293878-5762546287178660824?l=wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/feeds/5762546287178660824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12293878&amp;postID=5762546287178660824&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/5762546287178660824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/5762546287178660824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/2009/03/miracles.html' title='Miracles'/><author><name>Dinner and a Devotion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12293878.post-8060799638467558126</id><published>2009-02-04T21:14:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T21:28:19.053-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Greatest Love Story of my life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UBBVNQ-Rzug/SYpcxhBSBMI/AAAAAAAAAFg/AvvC9tLPJyk/s1600-h/Mom_Dad_Anniv_2-2-09a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299149917301900482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UBBVNQ-Rzug/SYpcxhBSBMI/AAAAAAAAAFg/AvvC9tLPJyk/s320/Mom_Dad_Anniv_2-2-09a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday, February 2, 2009 marked my grandparent's 64t&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt; wedding anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma told us yesterday that Grandpa proposed through a letter. He was out in California serving in the Army Air Force. He had written to Grandma asking her to marry him. I'm not sure how she got her "YES" back to him but obviously she did say "Yes". Grandpa had apparently preplanned all of this, because he left the engagement ring with his mother back home (I guess he knew what Grandma's answer would be). After the wedding in Kansas City, KS, they traveled out to California were they stayed for about a month before Grandpa was shipped to Canada and Grandma came back home to live until Grandpa got out of the service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, Tuesday, February 3, 2009 we lost the most wonderful, soft spoken, kind hearted, gentlemen I've ever known. You are so loved. We miss you terribly. I love you Grandpa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12293878-8060799638467558126?l=wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/feeds/8060799638467558126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12293878&amp;postID=8060799638467558126&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/8060799638467558126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/8060799638467558126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/2009/02/greatest-love-story-of-my-life.html' title='Greatest Love Story of my life'/><author><name>Dinner and a Devotion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UBBVNQ-Rzug/SYpcxhBSBMI/AAAAAAAAAFg/AvvC9tLPJyk/s72-c/Mom_Dad_Anniv_2-2-09a.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12293878.post-2541044189383230086</id><published>2009-01-29T18:21:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T18:57:37.721-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Miracles for Margaret</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Please go to the following link, read the story, and pray for this little girl &amp;amp; her family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.caringbridge.org/visit/margaretromph"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://www.caringbridge.org/visit/margaretromph&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I work with her parents. They are both amazing people. Their faith in God is just amazing. It's awesome to see God at work in this little girl, her family, and the entire community. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;If you would like to help, please visit this link for fundraiser and donation information.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.romphbenefitfund.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://www.romphbenefitfund.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;If you believe, send them up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12293878-2541044189383230086?l=wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/feeds/2541044189383230086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12293878&amp;postID=2541044189383230086&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/2541044189383230086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/2541044189383230086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/2009/01/miracles-for-margaret.html' title='Miracles for Margaret'/><author><name>Dinner and a Devotion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12293878.post-5072532604919579085</id><published>2009-01-22T19:32:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T18:26:03.465-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Unlike Liberals, I Want My Country to Succeed!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;When Bush was President, the far left would do almost anything in their power to see that Bush failed. Unlike them, I want Obama to be a great President. I want him to help our country get back to what it used to be... back to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Constitution&lt;/span&gt;... However, this is not what Obama wants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't want terrorists set free.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Free to get back on the battle lines and kill more Americans. However, I do agree with stopping the tribunals. They ARE NOT American citizens, and therefore, they DO NOT have the same rights as AMERICANS!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't want universal &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;health care&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't know how every person in the military feels about the "free" government provided &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;health care&lt;/span&gt; they receive, but many of them have told me how frustrating it can be or how bad the service provided can be. I say "free" because they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt; do pay for their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;health care&lt;/span&gt; through the service/protection they provide to this country and its citizens. I actually think our military men and women deserve the best &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;health care&lt;/span&gt; that we can possible provide because (unlike most of us) THEY EARN IT!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;HEALTH CARE&lt;/span&gt; IS NOT A RIGHT!!!!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want to drill baby drill.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stopping the drilling is ensuring that we are moving slower and slower towards &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;energy&lt;/span&gt; independence. Let us DRILL!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think, people, think!! I hope that President Obama is a great President... His top priority is to keep this country safe... I hope he realizes this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But don't be STUPID people!! It is not Obama who is going to turn your life around. He is not going to make you rich or ensure you have a home or put gas in your car. He is not going to give you a free education or free &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;health care&lt;/span&gt; (you'll pay for it one way or another, don't be stupid).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only person that can CHANGE (i hate that word now) your life... is guess who??? YOU!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12293878-5072532604919579085?l=wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/feeds/5072532604919579085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12293878&amp;postID=5072532604919579085&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/5072532604919579085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/5072532604919579085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/2009/01/unlike-liberals-i-want-my-country-to.html' title='Unlike Liberals, I Want My Country to Succeed!!'/><author><name>Dinner and a Devotion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12293878.post-2677946427711871739</id><published>2009-01-20T17:04:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T17:17:39.270-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Slap in the Face</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;So maybe I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;misinterpreting&lt;/span&gt; what Rev. Lowery meant by this quote, but my first reaction was shock and then it felt like a slap in the face.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"We ask you to help us work for that day when black will not be asked to get in back, when brown can stick around. When yellow will be mellow, when the red man can get ahead, man; and when white will embrace what is right. That all those who do justice and love mercy say Amen."&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;When will racism end??  When people like Rev. Lowery stop bringing it up and focusing in on it by making it an issue.  My take on the following quote is that all these races will "one day" (not yet) rise up and not be held down by the white folk... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Puh&lt;/span&gt;-lease!!!  Look at what happened today and the history that was made.  What does he mean???  Is he saying that whites aren't doing what is right?? And blacks, browns, yellows, and reds are??? Give me a break.  Maybe I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;over analyzing&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12293878-2677946427711871739?l=wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/feeds/2677946427711871739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12293878&amp;postID=2677946427711871739&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/2677946427711871739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/2677946427711871739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/2009/01/slap-in-face.html' title='Slap in the Face'/><author><name>Dinner and a Devotion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12293878.post-5355828508130345429</id><published>2008-10-02T18:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T19:05:19.646-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just plain mad...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So after listening for days about this manufactured "financial crisis" I can honestly extend my hand to the liberals and say "Congratulations... you've really done it this time".   I can't believe this bill is going to pass...  This bill is loaded with things that are not even relevant to this so-called "financial crisis".  They care sooo much about the American people that they have taken over a week to pass a bill that DOES NOT solve the PROBLEM!!!!  Way to go Do Nothing Congress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as for Barry Obama...   Let me remind you that he wants to do nothing but turn our great nation into a SOCIALIST country!!  I don't want more government in my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You do not have a right to get an education&lt;br /&gt;You do not have a right to own a home&lt;br /&gt;You do not have a right to receive healthcare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You do have the freedom to choose to get an education…&lt;br /&gt;To use that education to get a job and pay for healthcare…&lt;br /&gt;To use the money that you earn from working that job to save for a home…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make the right decisions in life and earn these things…  Just because you live and breathe doesn’t give you the right to them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stand up on your own two feet and stop depending on the government to run your life…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop using race, religion, gender, etc as excuses for the reasons you choose not to get ahead in life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take responsibility for you own life instead of waiting for the government to solve your problems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12293878-5355828508130345429?l=wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/feeds/5355828508130345429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12293878&amp;postID=5355828508130345429&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/5355828508130345429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/5355828508130345429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/2008/10/just-plain-mad.html' title='Just plain mad...'/><author><name>Dinner and a Devotion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12293878.post-2495275979075234997</id><published>2008-09-03T19:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T19:50:18.205-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Double Standard</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm dumbfounded...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did all the liberals with traditional family values come from?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow... Sarah Palin can't be a Vice President because she has 5 children??  She shouldn't do this because she needs to just stay at home and take care of her family?? ARE YOU KIDDING ME??  I thought the issue of women working was solved a long time ago??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course since Clinton has only one grown child she was perfectly qualified to become the President... Please.  But if she would have had 5 younger children, would we have seen this backlash against her??  I don't think so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where are the feminist??  Why aren't they crying out in support of a family woman being able to be whatever she wants to be??  That's right folks... We aren't seeing them because they only support women on the left...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a circus.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12293878-2495275979075234997?l=wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/feeds/2495275979075234997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12293878&amp;postID=2495275979075234997&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/2495275979075234997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/2495275979075234997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/2008/09/double-standard.html' title='Double Standard'/><author><name>Dinner and a Devotion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12293878.post-1325729782103754096</id><published>2008-07-31T17:52:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T18:17:52.757-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I've kept my mouth shut long enough...  He's an idiot...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Social Security is the most successful social program that America has ever devised," said &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Obama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;, while later adding, "Social Security is not enough for a lot of people to retire on."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Well then stop robbing me and give me MY MONEY that I EARN by WORKING.... and let ME INVEST MY MONEY in ways that will give ME a good rate of return and build enough for me to RETIRE ON! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Relying on the federal government to fund your retirement is ridiculous.  I'm sure they'll do even a better job with universal health care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;IDIOT!  PERIOD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12293878-1325729782103754096?l=wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/feeds/1325729782103754096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12293878&amp;postID=1325729782103754096&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/1325729782103754096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/1325729782103754096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/2008/07/ive-kept-my-mouth-shut-long-enough-hes.html' title='I&apos;ve kept my mouth shut long enough...  He&apos;s an idiot...'/><author><name>Dinner and a Devotion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12293878.post-7004619134257858183</id><published>2007-12-09T07:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T16:06:22.082-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Obviously Al Gore Doesn't Live In Missouri</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UBBVNQ-Rzug/R1wICX3VMFI/AAAAAAAAABE/dRy-0X3oj20/s1600-h/December+-+Ice-08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141993711409115218" style="CURSOR: hand" height="292" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UBBVNQ-Rzug/R1wICX3VMFI/AAAAAAAAABE/dRy-0X3oj20/s320/December+-+Ice-08.jpg" width="409" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UBBVNQ-Rzug/R1wIEX3VMGI/AAAAAAAAABM/OPYvtang8uE/s1600-h/December+-+Ice-09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141993745768853602" style="CURSOR: hand" height="344" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UBBVNQ-Rzug/R1wIEX3VMGI/AAAAAAAAABM/OPYvtang8uE/s320/December+-+Ice-09.jpg" width="268" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UBBVNQ-Rzug/R1wIEn3VMHI/AAAAAAAAABU/UVQ7uosRDBA/s1600-h/December+-+Ice-12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141993750063820914" style="CURSOR: hand" height="281" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UBBVNQ-Rzug/R1wIEn3VMHI/AAAAAAAAABU/UVQ7uosRDBA/s320/December+-+Ice-12.jpg" width="378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UBBVNQ-Rzug/R1wIGX3VMII/AAAAAAAAABc/L2RSB-w10g4/s1600-h/December+-+Ice-14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141993780128592002" style="WIDTH: 368px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 276px" height="260" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UBBVNQ-Rzug/R1wIGX3VMII/AAAAAAAAABc/L2RSB-w10g4/s320/December+-+Ice-14.jpg" width="348" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;It's Global Warming!! It's Global Warming!! Ruuuuunnnn!!! Save yourself!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Let me tell ya, there's nothing "warming" about where I live right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/12293878-7004619134257858183?l=wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/feeds/7004619134257858183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12293878&amp;postID=7004619134257858183&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/7004619134257858183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/7004619134257858183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/2007/12/obviously-al-gore-doesnt-live-in.html' title='Obviously Al Gore Doesn&apos;t Live In Missouri'/><author><name>Dinner and a Devotion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UBBVNQ-Rzug/R1wICX3VMFI/AAAAAAAAABE/dRy-0X3oj20/s72-c/December+-+Ice-08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12293878.post-7702290049793137384</id><published>2007-11-26T10:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T11:15:08.944-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Generation:  Friend or Just Too Lazy?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I think that my generation is one the of the greatest generations out there. I feel like we are going to have a great impact on the direction of our country, the economy, business, politics, etc. But I also think that my generation is one the most, if not THE most LAZY generation. I believe we have lost a sense of helping others... being respectfully of our elders... going above and beyond what is expected... our work ethic... and it's only getting worse as my generation grows. Even though times have changed, some things (in my opinion) shouldn't change. Today's kids and young adults just seem lazy and rude. (I sound old don't I?) But hear me out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Helping others is simply out of the question, unless there is something in it for us, and even then we are somewhat reluctant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I've heard some of my friends say that calling an elderly man or woman, Mr. or Mrs. is ridiculous. I disagree... I find it respectful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;We don't do anything just because it needs to be done... i.e. taking out the trash because it's full (Nah, we'll let someone else do it, we're too busy playing on the computer or watching T.V.) We have to be TOLD to do it, but then we get angry and annoyed because we're being TOLD what to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Taking care of our material things like cars, clothes, apartments, etc. (Nope, we'll just buy new ones)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;We expect to get paid $7.50 an hour to sit on our butts. (Oh, you want us to work... Gosh... eyeroll...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Even our haircuts (or lack of) are a sign of the laziness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I've just seen a lot of it lately and it makes me sick to think that this is what my generation has come to, and the smaller childeren are the worst ones! Spoiled rotten. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Now I'm not saying everyone is this way, but look around you and you may notice some of this too. Anyway, just take some time and think about the last thing you did for someone (without getting something in return) It may surprise you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12293878-7702290049793137384?l=wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/feeds/7702290049793137384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12293878&amp;postID=7702290049793137384&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/7702290049793137384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/7702290049793137384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-generation-friend-or-just-too-lazy.html' title='My Generation:  Friend or Just Too Lazy?'/><author><name>Dinner and a Devotion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12293878.post-1191010936790506593</id><published>2007-09-28T17:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T17:49:45.558-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spinning My Wheels</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;There are some things in life that you want so badly, but don't have.  At some point, I think that you need to take a step back, evaluate why you don't have what you want or need, and then adjust.  If you're not willing to make the adjustments, then you must not have wanted it that bad in the first place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12293878-1191010936790506593?l=wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/feeds/1191010936790506593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12293878&amp;postID=1191010936790506593&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/1191010936790506593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/1191010936790506593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/2007/09/spinning-my-wheels.html' title='Spinning My Wheels'/><author><name>Dinner and a Devotion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12293878.post-4861367557264498434</id><published>2007-07-02T20:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T20:49:42.085-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Well...  I haven't written on here in ages and I'm sure nobody reads this anymore but here it goes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I graduated from college in May and now I'm back home enjoying my summer.  I love summer!!  That's all.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Peace!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12293878-4861367557264498434?l=wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/feeds/4861367557264498434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12293878&amp;postID=4861367557264498434&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/4861367557264498434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/4861367557264498434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/2007/07/summer.html' title='Summer'/><author><name>Dinner and a Devotion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12293878.post-116734273359697966</id><published>2006-12-28T15:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T15:52:13.613-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Guys</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So this is probably one of the few times that I will defend the male species in writing, but here it goes…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some/Most girls bitch about how badly guys treat them or how all guys are jerks…  Some girls even used this as a reason for why they’ve never fallen for a guy or why they don’t do the “relationship” thing.  Some girls can be so freaking over dramatic.  I wish some of the little prissy, bitchy girls would just take a step back and realize that some/maybe even most guys do have their best interest at heart (if the guy really likes them).  I know, I know… sometimes it can be hard to tell whether a guy really does care about you or if he’s just “playing the game”.  But you know… there should be all sorts of signs.  And if you’ve known the guy a while, then you should know what his intentions are.  Some guys (as much as they put on a front) really DO care and really DO have feelings.  Maybe they aren’t exactly jumping at the chance to cuddled up and talk all night about “feelings” and “thoughts”… BUT that doesn’t mean they don’t have them.  I’m just so sick of seeing girls bitch about what guys do wrong in relationships.  I’m convinced that sometimes girl’s cause 79.9% of all problems in relationships.  Give them a break girls… and if your guy is REALLY as bad as you say, then I don’t pity you at all!!  You’re stupid for staying with him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12293878-116734273359697966?l=wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/feeds/116734273359697966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12293878&amp;postID=116734273359697966&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/116734273359697966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/116734273359697966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/2006/12/good-guys.html' title='Good Guys'/><author><name>Dinner and a Devotion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12293878.post-116559260363292591</id><published>2006-12-08T09:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T09:49:10.566-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Where do you go from here?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Last night was Dead Day Eve and our Christmas Party.  I bet we had at least 20 girls come over.  I had a blast.  I am very thankful for all the wonderful people in my life.  Just to getting everyone together, having a good time... It was just great to see.  I love my girls.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;But I couldn't help but feel a little sad too.  I guess you could call me kinda sentimental, but I was just looking around last night and just thought to myself that last night could have been the last night we would all be together.  Where will we all go after graduation?  Some of us already have jobs in Springfield.  Some have jobs far from Springfield.  Some are going to grad school.  Some are getting married.  Some are simply going back home to be closer to family.  I'm just not sure where I'm going from here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Even though it's not a decision I have to make tomorrow, it's still been on my mind a lot.  I like living in Springfield, but it won't be the same once all the people I care about leave the city.  Springfield has been my life for the last four years.  It holds so many of my memories.  Just walking into a particular restaurant or driving down a certain street can bring back a wave of emotions and memories.  I think that's a big part of why I feel ready to move on.  Staying here would only make me miss what I used to have in Springfield.  I was a very different girl four years ago when I first moved to Springfield.  I'm in a totally different place in life right now than I thought I would be a year or so ago.  But am I really ready to leave this city??  I just hope that all the decisions I've made in the past where the right ones.  Although there's really no point in worrying about decisions I've made in the past or the ones I'll make the future... Just gotta live life day-by-day, hour-by-hour.... and have fun along the way...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12293878-116559260363292591?l=wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/feeds/116559260363292591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12293878&amp;postID=116559260363292591&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/116559260363292591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/116559260363292591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/2006/12/where-do-you-go-from-here.html' title='Where do you go from here?'/><author><name>Dinner and a Devotion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12293878.post-116249404847366799</id><published>2006-11-02T12:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T13:11:02.330-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2046/1006/1600/n34303250_31627529_7856.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2046/1006/320/n34303250_31627529_7856.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;SO... My phone is broke. *tear* And it has definitely made me realize how much I take for granted. In fact, this whole week has made me realize that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, this stupid ridiculous "diet" thing has made me realize how much I enjoy food... All kinds of food that is. I miss potatoes and spaghetti and sweet iced tea and pizza. All the good things in life. But I have to say it's getting easier. Katie and I have come up with some really interesting stuff to eat though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2046/1006/1600/n34303250_31627645_887.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2046/1006/320/n34303250_31627645_887.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Second, my phone. If you know me at all, you know that I rarely answer my phone. It's not because I don't want to, it's mainly because I'm not one of those people who keep their phone around them 24/7. But now that my mind knows that I don't have it... It's the only thing I can think about. It drives me nuts knowing that I can't just pick up the phone and chit chat with someone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Thirdly, my wonderful family and friends that live 2+ hours away. When I'm with them, I just assume that things will never change... And that time can go on like that forever. But the &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2046/1006/1600/n34303250_31627472_3066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2046/1006/320/n34303250_31627472_3066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;weekends always come to an end and the "goodbyes" do happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never truly realize how important something or someone is until you can't have them when you need them. Well enough of my moaning... Guess I'll get back to work :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Here are some pictures from HALLOWEEN/ALUMNI WEEKEND!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2046/1006/1600/n34303250_31627529_7856.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2046/1006/1600/n34303250_31627536_548.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12293878-116249404847366799?l=wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/feeds/116249404847366799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12293878&amp;postID=116249404847366799&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/116249404847366799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/116249404847366799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/2006/11/broken.html' title='Broken'/><author><name>Dinner and a Devotion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12293878.post-116189305473372268</id><published>2006-10-26T15:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T15:04:14.750-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall Break... This Week... Alumni Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Fall Break was wonderful. My 5 days away were definitely what I needed. Hannah and I drank tons of wine, champagne, and Woodchuck... Did way too much shopping... Ate at Summit Lake... Went tailgating... Saw The Hipnecks @ Shiloh... etc. I really enjoyed my time up in Columbia. I have to admit that it was hard to leave and come back. This week has been pretty crazy with a few tests and stuff. I'm glad it's Thursday. I'm ready to enjoy this weekend. It's Alumni/Homecoming Weekend... so it will be a fun weekend! I was thinking back to last Fall during Alumni Weekend. It was so much fun. Staying out all night with everyone and eating at Ziggie's. Good things definitely happened last fall. I can't wait until Saturday night. We're having a costume party and I'm going to be Mario... or Luigi... I'm not sure yet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Tonight is Grey's Anatomy! And I'm cooking dinner for about 7 people! Should be pretty interesting. I'm excited to have everyone over. We are having Skirt Steak, Twice Baked Potatoes, Green Beans, Caesar Salad, Sweet Iced Tea, and German Chocolate/Chocolate Fudge Cake!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;I can't wait to leave work! Only one hour left... it's going to drag by....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12293878-116189305473372268?l=wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/feeds/116189305473372268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12293878&amp;postID=116189305473372268&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/116189305473372268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/116189305473372268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/2006/10/fall-break-this-week-alumni-weekend.html' title='Fall Break... This Week... Alumni Weekend'/><author><name>Dinner and a Devotion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12293878.post-116067556269216421</id><published>2006-10-12T12:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T12:55:04.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIT!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank Goodness It's Thursday!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;For those of you who don't know.... Thursday is the new Friday. I have my last class today and my final hours of work for the week. So tonight I can just go home and relax. I'm gonna be a cleaning machine tonight, then watch Grey's Anatomy, then hang with Austin. I have to get everything in tip top shape for when the parents come to visit! Don't know why, but I feel the need to impress them... which probably won't happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting so ready for Fall Break. I am sooo tired of school. I need a break. I'm just unmotivated and frankly, quite scared about the future. I'm trying not to make plans or freak out thinking about what will happen come May and I no longer have school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to Fall Break. I'll be with two of my favorite girls and we will be having an amazing time in Columbia! Plus!!!!!!!!!!!! My amazingly wonderful boyfriend lives up there, so I'll get a chance to see him too! The way I see it, there is really no way that Fall Break won't be fun. All we wanna do is relax and forget about school for a while!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm gonna get back to work... Have a great day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12293878-116067556269216421?l=wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/feeds/116067556269216421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12293878&amp;postID=116067556269216421&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/116067556269216421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/116067556269216421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/2006/10/tgit.html' title='TGIT!!!'/><author><name>Dinner and a Devotion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12293878.post-115983356915275219</id><published>2006-10-02T18:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T18:59:29.260-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Same 'ol, Same 'ol</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I just wanted to say &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;"Happy Birthday"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to my wonderfully amazing Dad! You are the best!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a pretty good weekend and am really looking forward to this upcoming weekend. This past weekend I spent most of it with the family playing poker. I'm pretty certain I won every game... I don't know what makes me so darn good... just lucky I guess. :) I bet I went on 5,000 bike rides with my mom. I took a few walks with my brother to help him heal his back. And helped Dad cook an amazing breakfast on Sunday morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This next weekend I'll be in Columbia.. and hopefully I'll get a little rest and relaxation! I could really use it after this week is over. Part of me just wants to sit around and relax and the other part wants to go do things during the day like walk around downtown or at Rock Bridge State Park. When my uncle used to teach at MU we would walk around downtown all the time, eat lunch at Shakespeares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;, and take pictures at the columns. It's weird to think about how much time we spent up there. The devil's ice box, the katy trail, and his little apartment on Rock Quarry Road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, enough reminiscing... I've got work to do here at the lab... hard work... no joke. Peace!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12293878-115983356915275219?l=wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/feeds/115983356915275219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12293878&amp;postID=115983356915275219&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/115983356915275219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/115983356915275219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/2006/10/same-ol-same-ol.html' title='Same &apos;ol, Same &apos;ol'/><author><name>Dinner and a Devotion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12293878.post-114744931345232457</id><published>2006-05-12T10:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T10:55:50.286-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dead Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Last night was amazing! I had so much fun with the girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The highlights of my night:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Eating at Olive Garden&lt;br /&gt;*Playing Flippy Cup&lt;br /&gt;*$5 Pitchers&lt;br /&gt;*Mid-MO Hotties&lt;br /&gt;*Hearing a wonderful love story&lt;br /&gt;*Seeing some old friends&lt;br /&gt;*Watching people makeout&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty good night eh? There could have been a few things that would have made it better, but maybe next time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe finals week is coming up! I'm to the point were I just don't care. When you have 5 comprehensive finals... how do you study? YOU DON'T... Just kidding. I'll study... and I'll do ok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for summer!!! I'm so freaking excited! Beach, Lake, Sun, Vacation!!!!!! Can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it's time for me to go finally!! I'm getting out of this town for the weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12293878-114744931345232457?l=wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/feeds/114744931345232457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12293878&amp;postID=114744931345232457&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/114744931345232457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/114744931345232457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/2006/05/dead-day.html' title='Dead Day'/><author><name>Dinner and a Devotion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12293878.post-114591187442440195</id><published>2006-04-24T19:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T10:25:29.396-05:00</updated><title type='text'>April Showers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;So it's been a rainy day here and I just wish I was at home, sitting on the couch, watching Sex in the City! But instead I've been at school/work all day playing Monopoly and Scrabble online! :) This weekend was amazing for the most part. I had a blast hanging out with Aaron, Katie, and Aaron on Friday night, Billard's was fun, and the Secs and Execs Theme Party was amazing!! Wish I would have stayed out a little bit later on Saturday night, but oh well. I can't wait for summer to be here... don't know what I'm going to do about a job or school. I'm not going to freak out about it though. Everything happens for a reason and I truly believe that!! So we'll just let life take me where it may. I'm just along for the ride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12293878-114591187442440195?l=wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/feeds/114591187442440195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12293878&amp;postID=114591187442440195&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/114591187442440195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/114591187442440195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/2006/04/april-showers.html' title='April Showers'/><author><name>Dinner and a Devotion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12293878.post-114215971622202334</id><published>2006-03-12T04:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T04:35:16.236-06:00</updated><title type='text'>4 a.m.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I have absolutely no clue what I am doing.  It's 4:30am and I'm still awake.  I'm tired, but not really.  I have done so much thinking tonight and I just can't seem to get settled down enough to go to bed yet.  Everytime I lay down and close my eyes, there it is... something.  I'm not sure what is bothering me exactly.  I just can't seem to get out of this funk that I'm in.  Who knows???  I think I'm just ready to get outta Springfield for a while and relax with my bestest friends in South Carolina baby!!!!   I can't wait!!  Only 6 days and we'll be on the road!!!!!!  I'm going to have a great time no matter what!!  No thinking, just relaxing!!  And after South Carolina, I'll deal with life, but I'm too tired to do it right now.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Goodnight!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12293878-114215971622202334?l=wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/feeds/114215971622202334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12293878&amp;postID=114215971622202334&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/114215971622202334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/114215971622202334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/2006/03/4-am.html' title='4 a.m.'/><author><name>Dinner and a Devotion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12293878.post-114063711479813748</id><published>2006-02-22T13:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T13:40:44.510-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Good one...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Bush Fails To Prevent East Coast Blizzard &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Minorities Hit Hardest &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;by Brian Williams NBC 02/12/06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As President Bush and his staff cowered in the White House, the snow&lt;br /&gt;continued to pile up on the many poor and African American victims&lt;br /&gt;who could not afford to get out of town or to safety in Florida.&lt;br /&gt;Crucial supplies of blankets, hot cocoa, popcorn and dark rum - so&lt;br /&gt;essential to surviving the stress of any major snowstorm - lay in&lt;br /&gt;stores undelivered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Where is the government? I need my sidewalk shoveled so I can get&lt;br /&gt;out to buy my damn lottery tickets!" said one D.C. resident from his&lt;br /&gt;living room. "Why are we wasting money in Iraq when we could be&lt;br /&gt;spending it here on me?" Progressive blogs blasted the President for&lt;br /&gt;his inaction. "We find the timing terribly suspicious - just as the&lt;br /&gt;Domestic Spying hearings kick into high gear, what happens? A major&lt;br /&gt;northeast Blizzard. Why now?" wrote blogger FUAmericaNBush2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hearings into the Blizzards' effect on hearings are almost a&lt;br /&gt;certainty. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Howard Dean has suggested he will call for an investigation once his&lt;br /&gt;new medications kick in and John Kerry took a break from the&lt;br /&gt;sporting activities of the glamorous super-rich in some exotic locale (random&lt;br /&gt;choice: Ice Sailing in Finland) to call for new legislation outlawing&lt;br /&gt;snowstorms. "The Republican Congress has dropped the ball once&lt;br /&gt;again. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always been a staunch supporter of anti-snow legislation,&lt;br /&gt;except for certain locations where I ski. Snow has no business on&lt;br /&gt;our roads and the President and Congress know that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calls for impeachment over "SnowGate" as some are calling it already&lt;br /&gt;are mounting as deeply as the snow itself, and what will be&lt;br /&gt;discovered underneath will prove to have a truly chilling effect on the&lt;br /&gt;Republicans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More breaking news......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Al Sharpton demands an investigation as to why snow is ALWAYS white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheney has stock in Tru-Value Hardware.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any idea how many SNOW SHOVELS they sold today to the&lt;br /&gt;unsuspecting consumer?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12293878-114063711479813748?l=wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/feeds/114063711479813748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12293878&amp;postID=114063711479813748&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/114063711479813748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/114063711479813748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/2006/02/good-one.html' title='Good one...'/><author><name>Dinner and a Devotion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12293878.post-114047731520989096</id><published>2006-02-20T17:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T17:15:15.226-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy Monday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;So after waking up at 7am, driving through Buffalo for the third time this weekend, and spending more money in one day than it was worth, I did absolutely nothing today. My roommate and I have been sitting on the couch all day, watching Sex in the City, and drinking one too many drinks. However, I have done some homework and I did complete my Management project... so yeah for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I'm entering my sixth week of the Spring semester and I'm so ready for summer to be here! Only 13 weeks left and I can't wait! Hopefully I'll get that job at ANPAC and I'll be set for the summer. I wonder what life will be like this summer?? I'm so excited and ready for life to return to normal... What's normal??  For me normal=summer! But, f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;or now I guess I'll just snuggle with my blanket a little bit longer, make another cup of hot chocolate, and wait for the warm weather to return.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12293878-114047731520989096?l=wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/feeds/114047731520989096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12293878&amp;postID=114047731520989096&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/114047731520989096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/114047731520989096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/2006/02/lazy-monday.html' title='Lazy Monday...'/><author><name>Dinner and a Devotion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12293878.post-113995690900439298</id><published>2006-02-14T16:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T16:41:49.033-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;So today has been one of the longest days ever!  I was at school at 8:00am for the AKPsi Bake Sale (I made awesome brownies by the way), I had school, work, school, work.  I get off at 7 and then I'm headed to the Library to work on a group project.  WHAT kind of people want to work on a group project on Valentine's Day???  Oh well, I have nothing better to do I guess.  So that's where I'll be until who knows when.  Then I'm coming home to work on my resume and drink a bottle of Ballatore...   I might head over to Westwood to watch a movie or two... or I may just head to bed early tonight.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Anyway, I hope everyone has had a wonderful Valentine's Day full of love, hugs, and kisses.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12293878-113995690900439298?l=wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/feeds/113995690900439298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12293878&amp;postID=113995690900439298&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/113995690900439298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/113995690900439298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/2006/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Dinner and a Devotion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12293878.post-113952847241305732</id><published>2006-02-09T17:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T17:41:12.426-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendship</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;True friends are the ones who stick by you even though you've screwed up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;True friends are the ones who stick by you even though they might not agree with every choice you make in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;True friends don't judge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Here's to all the true friends I have!!!  You know who you are!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12293878-113952847241305732?l=wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/feeds/113952847241305732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12293878&amp;postID=113952847241305732&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/113952847241305732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/113952847241305732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/2006/02/friendship.html' title='Friendship'/><author><name>Dinner and a Devotion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12293878.post-113838000007791983</id><published>2006-01-27T10:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T10:47:16.420-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Longing For Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2046/1006/1600/warren%20004.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 303px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px" height="205" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2046/1006/320/warren%20004.jpg" width="294" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok..... so I'm really getting sick of winter and it hasn't even been that cold yet. I just don't like much about winter. I don't like the cold air, the frost on my windshield, the ice on the sidewalks, my gas bill, my ghostly white winter complextion, gaining weight, never knowing whether or not to wear a coat out because the weather changes so much around here. However, I do like some winter clothes because they are far more comfortable to be in than some &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2046/1006/1600/Vacation%20008.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 304px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px" height="194" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2046/1006/320/Vacation%20008.jpg" width="280" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;summer clothes. But I can't wait for summer!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Things I love about summer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Mesh shorts and T-shirts.&lt;br /&gt;**Gravel roading with the windows down and radio up.&lt;br /&gt;**Tank tops, jeans, and flip flops.&lt;br /&gt;**Going to the BEACH.&lt;br /&gt;**Laying out all day and having that sun kissed look for the night.&lt;br /&gt;**Going to "the Creek" not Jordan's though.. the real deal.&lt;br /&gt;**Being at the Lake.&lt;br /&gt;**Going to concerts.&lt;br /&gt;**Swimming at Lake Imhoff.&lt;br /&gt;**Summer nights riding around in California. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;**Baseball games and the races.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurry up summer and get here!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2046/1006/1600/Picture%20093.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 287px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px" height="273" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2046/1006/320/Picture%20093.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Countdown: &lt;60&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12293878-113838000007791983?l=wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/feeds/113838000007791983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12293878&amp;postID=113838000007791983&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/113838000007791983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/113838000007791983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/2006/01/im-longing-for-summer.html' title='I&apos;m Longing For Summer'/><author><name>Dinner and a Devotion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12293878.post-113548000073549619</id><published>2005-12-24T21:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T21:06:40.750-06:00</updated><title type='text'>MERRY CHRISTMAS .... it's okay to say it!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Hope everyone has a wonderful Christmas with lots of family, friends, presents and most importantly good food!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12293878-113548000073549619?l=wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/feeds/113548000073549619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12293878&amp;postID=113548000073549619&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/113548000073549619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/113548000073549619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/2005/12/merry-christmas-its-okay-to-say-it.html' title='MERRY CHRISTMAS .... it&apos;s okay to say it!!'/><author><name>Dinner and a Devotion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12293878.post-113502133842688903</id><published>2005-12-19T13:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T13:42:18.443-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Wow... I can't believe Christmas is here.  Finals are over.  We're moving in to our new house next week.  Love working back in Jeff.  Life is pretty good right now.  My aunt is in town from Georgia and my uncle from South Carolina will be in on Wednesday... I love the Holidays!!  I got to talk to Aaron yesterday.  He is doing pretty good, really homesick, but pretty good none the less.  I can't even imagine what it would feel like to spend the holidays in such a terrible place.  Hopefully, with a few presents from home and a few phone calls, they'll make it through just like every other day.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;It's so boring here at work without anyone to talk to... this summer I had Maggie, Derek, Matt... but now everyone is too busy to just be lazy and talk to me online all day...  Freaking Mooley's.  :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Oh well... I'm sure I'll find a way to get through the next four weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Peace out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12293878-113502133842688903?l=wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/feeds/113502133842688903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12293878&amp;postID=113502133842688903&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/113502133842688903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/113502133842688903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/2005/12/christmas-break.html' title='Christmas Break'/><author><name>Dinner and a Devotion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12293878.post-113148149153363994</id><published>2005-11-08T14:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T14:24:51.550-06:00</updated><title type='text'>GUESS WHAT!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I'll make this short and sweet...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I got a "B" on my &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Finance test&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and I'm freaking thrilled about it....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Who wants to celebrate???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12293878-113148149153363994?l=wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/feeds/113148149153363994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12293878&amp;postID=113148149153363994&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/113148149153363994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/113148149153363994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/2005/11/guess-what.html' title='GUESS WHAT!!!'/><author><name>Dinner and a Devotion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12293878.post-113113247492556857</id><published>2005-11-04T13:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T13:27:54.946-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mid-Court Madness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I don't know if anyone still reads this or not... but I'll ramble a little bit anyway...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Things have been pretty crazy around here. I've had a ton of tests and projects due and I started a new job. Plus I'm pledging AKPsi this semester. (which has been one of the greatest experiences EVER!!) I love it!! But I'm worn out... last week I pulled 3 "all nighters" and I think it about killed me. But I had a great time doing it so losing lots of sleep was definitely worth it. After this weekend is over I'm gonna rest and relax next week. I need another movie night... I just want to sit on the couch and watch like 3 movies in row. Sound like a plan??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Well I'm gonna get outta here and get ready for my long night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Tonight is Mid-Court for AKPsi and I'm extremely nervous and excited. It's gonna be tough... so please wish me luck!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12293878-113113247492556857?l=wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/feeds/113113247492556857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12293878&amp;postID=113113247492556857&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/113113247492556857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/113113247492556857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/2005/11/mid-court-madness.html' title='Mid-Court Madness'/><author><name>Dinner and a Devotion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12293878.post-112845180951236163</id><published>2005-10-04T13:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T13:12:26.520-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Relationships?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Relationships? Now there's a great topic to discuss and lately it seems to be the topic of choice for every conversation my housemates and I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Differences Between Guys and Girls In Viewing Relationships...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls always want to feel wanted by that one special person... Guys always want to feel wanted my many girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls want the romance in a relationship to last longer than those first few months... Guys don't really care if romance is there to begin with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls don't need feel the need to be flirty outside of their relationship... Guys still flirt in order to still seem somewhat available or unattached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls want to tell everyone that they are in love and they are proud to do it... Guys feel the need to hide their relationships from other girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do the hide? What aren't they proud?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls love to be chased... Guys love to chase. BUT... girls what to be chase by THEIR guy for LIFE. Guys want to chase ANY girl. WHY??? WHY??? Why can't guys just be happy in the relationships they're already in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a mystery that will never be solved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12293878-112845180951236163?l=wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/feeds/112845180951236163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12293878&amp;postID=112845180951236163&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/112845180951236163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/112845180951236163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/2005/10/relationships.html' title='Relationships?'/><author><name>Dinner and a Devotion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12293878.post-112753055452214542</id><published>2005-09-23T21:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T14:37:42.856-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Freshmen Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I guess it's about time I updated this thing... even though I'm not quite sure anyone reads it. Next week will be our 6th week of the semester. I can't believe how fast it has gone by. I was thinking back to my freshman year today. I would have to say that it was by far the best year I've had so far. School really didn't matter and all you did was go out with friends and have a blast. Now for some of you things may not have changed since that year... but I know that I've seen a ton of changes since my freshman year. I absolutely loved that year... oh the memories. Hanging out with Lindsey at Justin's almost every other night... Going tanning at Kokomo every day possible... skipping class to take a long nap or watch movies... Hanging at Aaron and Matt's with Laura and whoever she brought over...  I loved every minute of that year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Ok enough of the day dreaming... it's my Junior year and I'm sure this year will turn out to be a blast. Right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12293878-112753055452214542?l=wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/feeds/112753055452214542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12293878&amp;postID=112753055452214542&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/112753055452214542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/112753055452214542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/2005/09/freshmen-days.html' title='Freshmen Days'/><author><name>Dinner and a Devotion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12293878.post-112490434923765859</id><published>2005-08-24T12:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T14:36:46.153-06:00</updated><title type='text'>***AUGUST***            :(   august  :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2046/1006/1600/Vacation%20050.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2046/1006/1600/Vacation%20040.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;How can one month be so wonderful and so crappy at the same time? The beginning of August was wonderful. I couldn't have asked for a better two weeks. I had a blast going to Florida and the Seether/Crossfade concert was awesome. I was finally having a great summer. We got me moved down to Springfield and I love the house and the girls I'm living with. Then everything came crashing down... or fell apart... or whatever. I had to move away from home again and I've tried to get readjusted to life here without my family, but things just aren't looking good right now. I just hate change... I know it can be a good thing and all, but I hate this kind of change. I guess I just don't like being alone... I think I'll just get another job and stay extremely busy. Right now I just have too much time to sit around and think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2046/1006/1600/Vacation%20045.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2046/1006/1600/Vacation%20062.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2046/1006/1600/Vacation%20043.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12293878-112490434923765859?l=wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/feeds/112490434923765859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12293878&amp;postID=112490434923765859&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/112490434923765859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/112490434923765859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/2005/08/august-august.html' title='***AUGUST***            :(   august  :('/><author><name>Dinner and a Devotion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12293878.post-112350679390189179</id><published>2005-08-08T08:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T14:35:36.023-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Back To Work...and Bored As Always</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Well vacation is over and I'm back at work. Thank goodness I'm only going to be here for 3 days!! I don't think I could handle a full blown week. Vacation was wonderful. I love the beach and I can't wait to go back... This Friday I'll be lying around with my feet on the sand in PANAMA CITY BEACH!!! Can't wait...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news... I'm going to the SEETHER &amp; CROSSFADE CONCERT at the MO. State Fair!!!!!! Isn't that AWESOME!!!!!!!!!! I've been talking about that concert to everyone since I knew they were gonna be there!!! And now I'm going!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... I think I signed up for Lab hours last Friday.... One of my supervisors was actually signing up for me... so I hope he did and hopefully I have some good hours! Hope everyone is doing good... I just want to say sorry to Maggie and Derek for not being there for them last week on MSN. I'm back now!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12293878-112350679390189179?l=wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/feeds/112350679390189179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12293878&amp;postID=112350679390189179&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/112350679390189179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/112350679390189179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/2005/08/back-to-workand-bored-as-always.html' title='Back To Work...and Bored As Always'/><author><name>Dinner and a Devotion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12293878.post-112264610100455843</id><published>2005-07-29T09:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T14:34:22.906-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored to Death!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;Today marks my last full week of work... (thank goodness). I don't think I could take anymore. Anyway... tonight I'm leaving for vacation. I can't wait to be out of Misery for a little bit. Even though we don't really have a plan on where we're staying or what we're doing... it should be fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)"&gt;I guess I really don't have anything else to say ... it's just so boring around here. I'm ready to get moved in to the house and start school and quit this 40 hour work week. :) Hope everyone is doing good... leave a comment and let me know how your summer has been.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12293878-112264610100455843?l=wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/feeds/112264610100455843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12293878&amp;postID=112264610100455843&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/112264610100455843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/112264610100455843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/2005/07/bored-to-death.html' title='Bored to Death!!!'/><author><name>Dinner and a Devotion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12293878.post-112188421949739949</id><published>2005-07-20T13:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T13:30:19.506-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Comments on Commenting</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I love being able to get on here and tell people my daily thoughts and feelings on certain things. Sometimes it's day to day stuff, other times it's more... If you have certain opinions or feelings that disagree with mine, then you are more than welcome to comment. I love a good debate. That's why I've left my comments open, so that anyone can comment, not just blogger members. But lately people have chosen to remain "anonymous". If you're a friend of mine, it's okay to leave a name, I'm not going to take it personally. What happens in the blog, stays in the blog. However... For those of you who are just visiting...When you decide to leave a comment please be mature enough to leave a name or website or even your own blog URL. If you're too ashamed or embarrassed to take credit for your own comments then you shouldn't be leaving them in the first place. Thanks and have a great day!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12293878-112188421949739949?l=wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/feeds/112188421949739949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12293878&amp;postID=112188421949739949&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/112188421949739949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/112188421949739949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/2005/07/my-comments-on-commenting.html' title='My Comments on Commenting'/><author><name>Dinner and a Devotion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12293878.post-112178026961142376</id><published>2005-07-19T08:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T08:37:49.616-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Luke Stricklin</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;For those of you who know someone who has been deployed overseas and are always wondering what is was like for them, please check out this website.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lukestricklin.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;http://www.lukestricklin.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I heard Luke perform on Fox &amp; Friends this morning and he was awesome.  Just a good 'ol southern boy who'd been deployed to Iraq.  He said that when he was on the phone with people back home, the first thing they'd always ask is "how is it over there" and not wanting or being able to really tell them the truth, he decided to put his thoughts into lyrics.  I know I'm always wanting to ask my friends who've been deployed "how is it over there?" and "are you &lt;em&gt;REALLY&lt;/em&gt; doing ok?".   I don't know if everyone deployed feels this way, but I think my friends would argee that this song pretty much sums it up.  Check it out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12293878-112178026961142376?l=wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/feeds/112178026961142376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12293878&amp;postID=112178026961142376&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/112178026961142376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/112178026961142376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/2005/07/luke-stricklin.html' title='Luke Stricklin'/><author><name>Dinner and a Devotion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12293878.post-112136064327222189</id><published>2005-07-14T11:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T08:45:54.706-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Bracelet???  Why Not Wristlet???</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Well in a little less than 6 weeks school will be starting again. I can't say that I'm totally thrilled with the idea but I am ready for another change. Anyway, I have something interesting to discuss... and I would really appreciate some feedback. Okay girls or guys wear jewelry of all kinds...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earrings&lt;br /&gt;Tongue rings&lt;br /&gt;Nose rings&lt;br /&gt;Belly rings&lt;br /&gt;Toe rings&lt;br /&gt;Anklets&lt;br /&gt;Head bands&lt;br /&gt;Necklaces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm sure I forgot to add a few things, but what's the one piece of jewelry that stands out that I forgot. That's right..... A BRACELET. Do you see how that stands out??? All of the above things are named after the place they are put... NECKLACE is put on your NECK. EARRINGS in your EARS. But not the BRACELET... Where the heck is someone's BRACE???? Please explain to me who in the world came up with that one and I'll give you an A++ for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh... and here's something else I thought you all would find entertaining...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.townhall.com/columnists/dennisprager/dp20050712.shtml"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;http://www.townhall.com/columnists/dennisprager/dp20050712.shtml&lt;/span&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/12293878-112136064327222189?l=wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/feeds/112136064327222189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12293878&amp;postID=112136064327222189&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/112136064327222189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/112136064327222189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/2005/07/why-bracelet-why-not-wristlet.html' title='Why Bracelet???  Why Not Wristlet???'/><author><name>Dinner and a Devotion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12293878.post-111983441395686501</id><published>2005-06-26T19:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T14:33:27.110-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Empty Gestures Don't Win Wars...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2046/1006/1600/aaron%20and%20cara.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:';font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Don't confuse empty gestures with your own lack of patriotism. I would love for you to ask a Marine or solider if &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italicfont-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;they&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; believe the displaying of the American flag on a vehicle is an "empty gesture". I guess it is for those of you who have no sense of patriotism or pride. For some of us, putting a flag on our cars or wearing a wristband saying “support our troops” is the LEAST we can do…. But it's obviously more than you liberals are willing to do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12293878-111983441395686501?l=wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/feeds/111983441395686501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12293878&amp;postID=111983441395686501&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/111983441395686501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/111983441395686501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/2005/06/empty-gestures-dont-win-wars.html' title='Empty Gestures Don&apos;t Win Wars...'/><author><name>Dinner and a Devotion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12293878.post-111936726447787522</id><published>2005-06-21T10:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T10:21:04.483-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss you Springfield...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;So far my summer has consisted of working 40 hours a week, laying out at the pool, and spending lots of time with the family.  It hasn't been a bad summer, but nothing really exciting has happened either.  But this weekend should be fun.  My cousin and I are going to Columbia friday night to hang out with some friends of hers.  Then saturday night I'm supposed to go to a birthday bbq.  Plus on Saturday one of my absolute best friends is coming home on leave.  He'll be home for 16 days!!!  I'm so excited!!  I'll actually have another friend in California to hang out with for a little while.  That brings the grand total to 3 I think.  California is so boring this summer.  I wish I could have Springfield, my friends, my family, etc all in one place at one time... or maybe I don't. ???   Anyway....... Hope everyone is doing well!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12293878-111936726447787522?l=wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/feeds/111936726447787522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12293878&amp;postID=111936726447787522&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/111936726447787522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/111936726447787522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-miss-you-springfield.html' title='I miss you Springfield...'/><author><name>Dinner and a Devotion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12293878.post-111877595811965350</id><published>2005-06-14T14:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T14:32:23.600-06:00</updated><title type='text'>About time for a new post......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I believe it's time that I updated. Man my last post really woke a sleeping bear huh? Things I found out from my last post:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My thinking is moronic????&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm a warmonger???? I just love it when the innocent are killed???&lt;br /&gt;3. Republicans "like me" are turning this into a Holy War??????&lt;br /&gt;4. Fox News is the most bias of the news stations so since I watch it I must agree with every move Bush makes???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird.......... I had no idea. ;) love ya Caleb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after this weekend I'm getting pretty used to people saying rude things to me. This weekend I went on a float trip with a few "friends" (I'll use that term loosely). Throughout the weekend I realized that one of these people is not the person I thought he was at all. I actually expected to be treated like shit from the other person because he's just like that, but not from my friend. He was just plain ugly to me and it literally broke my heart to see him act this way. There was no reason for it and I really don't care to know why he treated me like this, but I know I'll never be able to look at him the same. All this time his friendship must have been a fake. It hurts to know that people can turn on you in a heartbeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12293878-111877595811965350?l=wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/feeds/111877595811965350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12293878&amp;postID=111877595811965350&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/111877595811965350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/111877595811965350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/2005/06/about-time-for-new-post.html' title='About time for a new post......'/><author><name>Dinner and a Devotion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12293878.post-111816523534817911</id><published>2005-06-07T14:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T14:39:11.456-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I need to vent...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Lately it seems like I have been around more political conversations than I have in the past 10 years, and so I feel it is my time to vent and say what I need to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a civilian signs a dotted line and joins the military, whether it be active duty or Reserve, they know that if their Commander-in-Chief calls on them to do their job, they accept it and do it. No matter who our Commander-in-Chief is. Granted they may not always agree with or understand the reasons they are being called to serve, but they do it for their country, our country. I'm so tired of the media acting as though President Bush is ripping people out of their homes, putting a gun in their hands, and shipping them to Iraq. They are not being forced to do anything. That is their JOB!!! I'm not saying it's easy for a loved one to be deployed, all I'm saying is that when they are called up to serve, they do it... No questions asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;President Bush and his administration are not to blame for our troops being in the Middle East. The ones to blame are the ones who choose to kill and torture their own people and spread ideas of terrorism around the world. The ones to blame are the ones who kill Americans citizens because they are so jealous of our way of life. So stop and think for a second... And blame the ones who are mad because we have brave men and women who protect our country, because we have a strong President who won't sit aside and watch human beings get killed under a tyrant's rule, and because we are citizens of the greatest nation in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing... For those of you who want to "blame" President Bush for everything, you're only doing so because you know that if you were to ever admit that President Bush did something good, then you would be wrong about him. And boy oh boy wouldn't that just piss you off to know that you were wrong. I just want to know what these people are thinking and why they choose to put everything off on this administration... Don't they know that there is so much more to it than that. I wonder if they really want our country to be strong and united. Because when they criticize and attack our President they're only making the terrorists happy and our country weak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12293878-111816523534817911?l=wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/feeds/111816523534817911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12293878&amp;postID=111816523534817911&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/111816523534817911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/111816523534817911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-need-to-vent.html' title='I need to vent...'/><author><name>Dinner and a Devotion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12293878.post-111773269488549353</id><published>2005-06-02T12:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T12:24:47.576-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A little poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Freedom Isn't Free&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I watched the flag pass by one day,&lt;br /&gt;It fluttered in the breeze.&lt;br /&gt;A young Marine saluted it,&lt;br /&gt;And then he stood at ease. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at him in uniform&lt;br /&gt;So you, so tall, so proud,&lt;br /&gt;With haircut square and eyes alert&lt;br /&gt;He’d stand out in any crowd. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought how many men like him&lt;br /&gt;Had fallen through the years &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How many died on foreign soil? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How many mothers' tears?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How many pilots’ planes shot down?&lt;br /&gt;How many died at sea?&lt;br /&gt;How many foxholes were soldiers’ graves? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No, freedom isn’t free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard the sound of taps one night.&lt;br /&gt;When everything was still.&lt;br /&gt;I listened to the bugler play&lt;br /&gt;And felt a sudden chill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wondered just how many times&lt;br /&gt;That taps had meant “Amen”&lt;br /&gt;When a flag had draped a coffin&lt;br /&gt;Of a brother or a friend .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought of all the children,&lt;br /&gt;Of the Mothers and the Wives,&lt;br /&gt;Of the Fathers, Sons, and Husbands,&lt;br /&gt;With interrupted lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I thought about a graveyard&lt;br /&gt;At the bottom of the sea&lt;br /&gt;Of unmarked graves in Arlington &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, Freedom isn’t free.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;-Author Unknown-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12293878-111773269488549353?l=wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/feeds/111773269488549353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12293878&amp;postID=111773269488549353&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/111773269488549353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/111773269488549353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/2005/06/little-poem.html' title='A little poem'/><author><name>Dinner and a Devotion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12293878.post-111686907875634117</id><published>2005-05-23T12:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T14:31:14.086-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer is in Full Swing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I guess it's about time I updated this thing. Not that anyone reads it... but incase there are those of you, like myself, who are bored at work, I'll update. Well Friday night I went over to a friends and hung out with 3 couples. Yep, I was the 7th wheel. Even though I thought it would be really weird, the night was actually quite fun. Then Saturday my mom &amp; I laid out and I got burnt. :) That's how you know summer is here. Saturday night I went out to Katie and had a good time.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Anyway... I love my summer job. The people are incredibly nice and they keep me pretty busy. Plus they're really flexible with our schedules. However... I think I'd rather take classes 3 hours a day than work 8 hours a day. I'm just not cut out for this 40 hr week thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Well I'm gonna get back to work... actually it's almost lunch time. Hope everyone is doing ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12293878-111686907875634117?l=wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/feeds/111686907875634117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12293878&amp;postID=111686907875634117&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/111686907875634117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/111686907875634117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/2005/05/summer-is-in-full-swing.html' title='Summer is in Full Swing'/><author><name>Dinner and a Devotion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12293878.post-111585153206455181</id><published>2005-05-11T17:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T17:48:12.063-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Outta Here</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;SCHOOL'S OUT FOR THE SUMMER!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;For me anyway. In exactly 22 mins I will be off work and headed back home to Cali, MO. I'm so dang excited, yet I'm sad. Today I felt like I was back in High School. I've said so many "goodbyes" to people I may never see again. It's weird how life can connect you with people and then in a flash those people you've built relationships (no matter what kind) are just gone. I really am going to miss a ton of people from work. Anna, Harry, Shep, Nate, Heather... the list could go on and on. At least Caleb and Nichole will still be around next semester... right? To those of you that are leaving... PLEASE KEEP IN TOUCH. Anna and Matt... congratulations again on the engagement and the upcoming wedding. Harry... hopefully I'll see you around this summer or next semester. Shep... I WILL come to STL and we WILL go to a Cardinals game. :) Nate... good luck in Tennessee or Tampa or wherever the hell you decide to go... your a real tool. :) Heather... good luck with the new job. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;As for everyone else....... you all better keep in touch over the summer. Derek, Caleb, Justin, Shayla, Jenn, Andrea etc. I'm talking to you guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Anyway... I'm done for now... So have a great summer everyone. And if you're ever in California.. call me up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12293878-111585153206455181?l=wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/feeds/111585153206455181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12293878&amp;postID=111585153206455181&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/111585153206455181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/111585153206455181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/2005/05/im-outta-here.html' title='I&apos;m Outta Here'/><author><name>Dinner and a Devotion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12293878.post-111573867963425902</id><published>2005-05-10T10:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T10:24:39.653-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another day, another final</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Okay so I'm really getting excited for the end of the semester.  I'm so excited that I don't even have the motivation to study for my Micro final I have at 11 o'clock.  Oh well.  So this weekend a few of my friends went and saw the movie &lt;em&gt;Crash&lt;/em&gt; with Ludacris and Sandra Bullock.  They said it was an awesome movie.  I can't wait to see it now.  I just wish I had more time to go see it.  I feel like I'm running out of time in Springfield.  I know I'll be back in the fall, I just wish I could see everybody again before the summer begins.  Today, after I flunk my final, I'm gonna pack everything up, load it into the car, and start the cleaning process in my room.  Then I'm gonna enjoy the rest of the evening by doing a little studying, and then I'm off to bed.  Can't wait until tomorrow!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12293878-111573867963425902?l=wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/feeds/111573867963425902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12293878&amp;postID=111573867963425902&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/111573867963425902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/111573867963425902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/2005/05/another-day-another-final.html' title='Another day, another final'/><author><name>Dinner and a Devotion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12293878.post-111566277004382247</id><published>2005-05-09T12:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T14:28:47.266-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Weekend In A Nutshell</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Well this weekend was pretty awesome. Thursday night Hannah, Shayla, Brittney, Jessie, Katie, and I decided to go downtown to a loft party. I had a blast and I got to meet some awesome people. We had only been there for about 20 mins and then Shayla and I took Katie back to Aaron because he was being a little drunken baby. We went to Justin's to get Lizette and then we went back downtown. After awhile we left and went to Hardee's, then Derek and Sean showed up and then we went to their house and played a little pool. Needless to say Sean and I got beat.. pretty severly. He should of just stepped up and play a little better. ;) Then Derek tried to make out with me... but I rejected him hardcore. Ha!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;And now it's Monday afternoon and I'm sitting in the lab listening to Harry and Shep talk about their weekends. Booooooorrrrrrrrrrrrrrriiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiinnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnngggggggggggg!!!!! I'm bored out of my mind. I need something to eat and something to drink. :) Can't wait until 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12293878-111566277004382247?l=wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/feeds/111566277004382247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12293878&amp;postID=111566277004382247&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/111566277004382247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/111566277004382247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-weekend-in-nutshell.html' title='My Weekend In A Nutshell'/><author><name>Dinner and a Devotion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12293878.post-111516105496411311</id><published>2005-05-03T17:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T17:58:33.720-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lab Assistants are NOT miracle workers... :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I know I'm breaking the rule of only blogging once a day... but I have something to say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAB ASSISTANTS ARE NOT MIRACLE WORKERS.... :)&lt;br /&gt;I know we may seem like we can do anything and everything but we can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***If you don't save something to your computer or on a disk... there is really NO WAY to just "bring it back".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***No, we don't save everything that comes through the printer so you can print it again if you don't save it. There is no magical filing system on the printer to remember who sent what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***There are atleast 9 easy ways to save documents... here they are...&lt;br /&gt;1. Save to the Computer.&lt;br /&gt;2. Save to a Floppy Disk.&lt;br /&gt;3. Save to a Zip Disk.&lt;br /&gt;4. Save to a Flash Drive.&lt;br /&gt;5. Save to a BLANK CDR.&lt;br /&gt;6. Save to a CDRW.&lt;br /&gt;7. Save to the Magenta User Account.&lt;br /&gt;8. Save to the Magenta Web Account.&lt;br /&gt;9. E-mail it to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So don't blame us for the mistake you've made. If you haven't saved it... you've lost it... not us. Just remember that... MMMMKKKKK.&lt;br /&gt;Not all lab assitants are CIS majors... and plus the CIS majors that I know aren't that smart anyway... JUST JOKING!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;I know people get frustrated... just don't take it out on the people who've tried to help. I've had it today with people in the labs. One of these days I'm just gonna freak out...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12293878-111516105496411311?l=wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/feeds/111516105496411311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12293878&amp;postID=111516105496411311&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/111516105496411311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/111516105496411311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/2005/05/lab-assistants-are-not-miracle-workers.html' title='Lab Assistants are NOT miracle workers... :)'/><author><name>Dinner and a Devotion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12293878.post-111515511067685762</id><published>2005-05-03T16:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T16:23:03.370-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bla Bla Bla......</title><content type='html'>So I'm half way done with this week. Two test down, two to go. I've been so incredibly tired this week. The only thing I feel like doing is laying around and watching some good movies. But nope... school keeps calling.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... last night I had a blast at Chili's. Anna, Matt, Shep, Harry, Nate, Sarah, Heather, Stephanie, Caleb, and I all went out to eat. We were such dorks too. Almost all of us ordered the Strawberry Lemonade. We were cracking "lab assistant" jokes. We had an awesome time. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12293878-111515511067685762?l=wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/feeds/111515511067685762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12293878&amp;postID=111515511067685762&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/111515511067685762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/111515511067685762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/2005/05/bla-bla-bla.html' title='Bla Bla Bla......'/><author><name>Dinner and a Devotion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12293878.post-111497003003839770</id><published>2005-05-01T12:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T12:55:19.296-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The final push...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Well school is almost done. I have 5 test this week and 4 finals next week. I'm so ready to be done. I'm ready to move back home and enjoy the summer. Float trips, vacations, making some money. Can't wait. Plus almost everyone will be back home this summer so I'll have my best friends to hang with. But in the next couple of weeks I want to spend as much time as I can with the people I won't be seeing this summer. All the people at work that I probably won't be seeing ever again after this semester. All you old people are graduating and leaving me, Caleb, and Nichole to run the labs. Monday night should be fun. There are about 10 of us going out to eat at Chili's... this is the first and probably last time we'll do this, but I'm glad we finally decided too. Anyway... hope everyone has a wonderful week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12293878-111497003003839770?l=wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/feeds/111497003003839770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12293878&amp;postID=111497003003839770&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/111497003003839770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/111497003003839770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/2005/05/final-push.html' title='The final push...'/><author><name>Dinner and a Devotion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12293878.post-111472277231029018</id><published>2005-04-28T15:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T16:16:18.226-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Greasy Dark Chicken</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;So today Caleb, Nichole, and I were talking about what duck tastes like. After about 15 minutes of good conversation... they came to the conclusion that duck tastes like greasy oily dark chicken meat. So there you have it... for those of you who have never had duck (myself included) you can all sleep peacefully tonight knowing how it tastes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Anyway... today has been a pretty good day. Didn't have that damn ECO quiz like I thought I did... but I studied all night for it so at least I knew what the professor was talking about. I'm in the mood to cook some spagetti tonight too, but I doubt it will happen. I'm just gonna sit at home by myself and watch 3 back-to-back episodes of CSI. Yippee... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12293878-111472277231029018?l=wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/feeds/111472277231029018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12293878&amp;postID=111472277231029018&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/111472277231029018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/111472277231029018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/2005/04/greasy-dark-chicken.html' title='Greasy Dark Chicken'/><author><name>Dinner and a Devotion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12293878.post-111456148535545824</id><published>2005-04-26T19:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T14:26:05.580-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What a day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;And just when I thought I'd had enough... God sends me a little more to deal with. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Okay... so on my way back from California a few days ago I got pulled over for the first time. Needless to say I was freaking out and just knew I was doomed. To make a long stressful story short, not only was I going to get a ticket for speeding, I was also going to get one for no proof of insurance. Yippee!!! Well I'm guessing the guy knew I was upset and sorry... so he let me off with just a warning for both. Isn't that AWESOME!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Well unfortunately my luck ran out today. I got my ECON test back... the one I thought I did awesome on... well boy was I wrong. I actually flunked the test.... I've never seen such a low score on a test before. Come to find out the answers I circled on the actual test were different from the ones I filled in on the scantron sheet. I messed up big time. So after class I tried to talk to the professor, but he said there was nothing he could do now. So I'm pretty much screwed in that class. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12293878-111456148535545824?l=wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/feeds/111456148535545824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12293878&amp;postID=111456148535545824&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/111456148535545824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12293878/posts/default/111456148535545824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wishiwasatthebeach.blogspot.com/2005/04/what-day.html' title='What a day...'/><author><name>Dinner and a Devotion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
