<?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-8526451</id><updated>2011-10-03T11:25:14.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bow To Me</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>150</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-7469742070616430923</id><published>2011-03-05T11:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T11:18:35.155-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;http://babyfit.sparkpeople.com/mypage.asp?id=SWEETEEPIE87&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;When Tina made a Baby Blog profile to keep me up to date throughout her pregnancy, I made a profile too (not that I have much to blog about)  But I've finally made SOME progress regarding my referral etc so I figured now would be a good time to start recording whats going on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;(Regarding my last post: the cruise was an absolute lifechanging experience.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-7469742070616430923?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/7469742070616430923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=7469742070616430923' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/7469742070616430923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/7469742070616430923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2011/03/baby-blog.html' title='Baby Blog'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-7034530878383129056</id><published>2011-01-03T01:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T02:00:25.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Count down!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;11 days!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Passports have arrived&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Binx got his vaccinations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Boarding kennel is booked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;New bathing suit, check&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Money saved to cover a week of no work, and for all sorts of excursions;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(Fanboat tour through the Everglades - Florida)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(Snorkeling - Honduras)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(Cave tubing/Mayan ruins - Belize)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(Shopping/ Tours - Mexican Mayan Riviera)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(Beach day - Key West)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Nothing can stop us now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-7034530878383129056?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/7034530878383129056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=7034530878383129056' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/7034530878383129056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/7034530878383129056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2011/01/count-down.html' title='Count down!'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-1329214997947663066</id><published>2010-11-26T09:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T09:59:49.742-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun in the Sun</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Sounds like I could use a little pick-me-up, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I swear I have the best in-laws in the world. For Christmas, they decided no presents, instead we're all going on a cruise. They're buying us a cruise for christmas. Airfair, meals, everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;How incredible is that?! We'd never be able to afford a holiday like that having just bought our house, which I think makes it doubley exciting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;So we've started the preparations, got our passport pictures done, I got Binx's shots done so he can be boarded while we're away (First vet trip ever, what a cute/funny/sad experience!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I'm not going to post anything on FB or whatever until like the day before I board that airplane, because so many things can happen between now and then..but I just had to tell someone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;The best part is...the cruise they're looking at - Docks for a day in BELIZE!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I always dreamed of going back, but never imagined it could become a reality. I told our tour guide before we left, that someday, I would bring my husband there and show him the incredible, beautiful place. One day is not nearly enough to experience everything that it has to offer, but still. My dream of going back later in life could come true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-1329214997947663066?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/1329214997947663066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=1329214997947663066' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/1329214997947663066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/1329214997947663066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2010/11/fun-in-sun.html' title='Fun in the Sun'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-5202696791218228922</id><published>2010-11-08T10:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T11:04:19.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Green Eyed Monster</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;So, I am jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I feel like the awefullest person in the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I am so sad and jealous when I should be overthemoon excited for some of the most wonderful women I know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I'm jealous that it seems like everyone I know is pregnant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Al, Tina, now Ashley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am SO THRILLED that they will be welcoming a beautiful and special child into their lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;But it also serves as a reminder of my failure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I have been "on the waiting list" for referral after referral to specialist after specialist. Cancelled appointment after weeks, repeat repeat. Call and beg, repeat repeat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Our 5 year anniversary was wonderful and special, but it also shows how long we have been trying and unsuccessful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Rob is a wonderful husband, he never blames me or says anything that isn't loving and supportive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;But he is also honest with me, that he doesn't want to be "older, in his 30s" when he has his first child. And I don't blame him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Anyways, this post isn't to complain, more to vent my helplessness and frustration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;And sorrow, that all my friends are experiencing the happiest time in their lives as a woman, and I can't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-5202696791218228922?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/5202696791218228922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=5202696791218228922' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/5202696791218228922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/5202696791218228922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2010/11/green-eyed-monster.html' title='Green Eyed Monster'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-6274688293559609786</id><published>2010-10-04T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T18:26:02.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'>High School Goodies!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;So darlings, since I can't figure out how to post them to our Locker Door blog (or even if I can) I'll post them on here instead!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I apologise for fuzzy, blurry pictures - I know the quality won't be stellar, but clear enough to know what you're seeing. Enjoy the "oldie but goodies" !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;" href="http://s797.photobucket.com/albums/yy254/sarahmeush/memories/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P9220304.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i797.photobucket.com/albums/yy254/sarahmeush/memories/P9220304.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Memory Box that Janna made..a little worse for wear (sorry!) but still holds all my old pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s797.photobucket.com/albums/yy254/sarahmeush/memories/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P9220305.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i797.photobucket.com/albums/yy254/sarahmeush/memories/P9220305.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s797.photobucket.com/albums/yy254/sarahmeush/memories/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P9220307.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i797.photobucket.com/albums/yy254/sarahmeush/memories/P9220307.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Al's Graduation Photo Shoot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s797.photobucket.com/albums/yy254/sarahmeush/memories/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P9220308.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i797.photobucket.com/albums/yy254/sarahmeush/memories/P9220308.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;My jeans! Don't fit them any more, but still beautiful to look at.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s797.photobucket.com/albums/yy254/sarahmeush/memories/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P9220311.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i797.photobucket.com/albums/yy254/sarahmeush/memories/P9220311.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gorgeous us!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s797.photobucket.com/albums/yy254/sarahmeush/memories/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P9220313.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i797.photobucket.com/albums/yy254/sarahmeush/memories/P9220313.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hitting on yummy Gandalf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s797.photobucket.com/albums/yy254/sarahmeush/memories/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P9220315.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i797.photobucket.com/albums/yy254/sarahmeush/memories/P9220315.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sarah loves candycanes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-6274688293559609786?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/6274688293559609786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=6274688293559609786' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/6274688293559609786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/6274688293559609786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2010/10/high-school-goodies.html' title='High School Goodies!'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i797.photobucket.com/albums/yy254/sarahmeush/memories/th_P9220304.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-6399710277911971780</id><published>2010-09-11T09:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T09:16:12.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh ya, p.s.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I forgot to mention 3 things:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;1) My 5 year wedding anniversary is in like 3 weeks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I dont know what I want to do to celebrate.. if I hadn't been so tied up in the house lately I think it would have been on my mind a lot more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;2) Flippin Doctors.&lt;br /&gt;-I went to see my Dr, who gave me a referral to a specialist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;-I went back two weeks later for some test results, it was a different Dr. She made some calls and found out my wait time would be approx 8 months. She gave me a referral to a different specialist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;-Specialist #2 was scheduled to see me Aug. 9th. She called Aug 8th to cancel, and rescheduled me for the next week, Aug 16th.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;-She called Aug 15th to cancel again, and said we wouldnt reschedule.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;-I called my Dr Aug 23rd, asking if I could get a different referral.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;-I called again Sept 10th to see if I had been given a new referral, since I hadn't heard anything yet. (When I was referred to specialist #2, I got a call within days.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;-I was told "I'm on the specialist's list now, it's out of our hands." I fear I've been referred back to specialist #1, who has a wait time of 8 months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;-Would've been nice to give Rob some good news for our anniversary, but noooo. Doctors are dumb, and I'm very frustrated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;3) I have an amazing husband. He is funny and caring..he is putting his all into making this house perfect for me. He has never made me feel like I'm less of a woman for my PCOS, or that it's my fault in any way that we dont have any kids yet. He is incredibly supportive and understanding. We still talk for long periods of time and goof around, after all these years. He gets me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I am a lucky woman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-6399710277911971780?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/6399710277911971780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=6399710277911971780' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/6399710277911971780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/6399710277911971780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2010/09/oh-ya-ps.html' title='Oh ya, p.s.'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-2272556280832470507</id><published>2010-09-11T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T07:50:43.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;So, the renovations continue.. well we did considerably more packing/unpacking there for a bit. But we're completely "moved" now, not a single thing is left at the old place. Ok well, a single thing - the fish tank. But we're putting that off as long as possible! Gonna be a heckuva job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Work continues on the kitchen-the appliances are in, but Rob needs a couple parts to get the dishwasher hooked up and running. I think after making him do two loads by hand, it's moved up on his priorety list. ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Fence is almost finished (or will be by the time I'm done work today) Rob got the last posts he needed, is building the gate, etc. Then thats it for outside work - anything left can be done over winter at our leisure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Which isn't much; from our firstfirstfirst to do list, all thats left is:&lt;br /&gt;1) Fence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;2) Kitchen floors&lt;br /&gt;3) Kitchen Table&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;4) Island&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;5) Paint green room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;6) Paint blue room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;7) Washing machine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Now, #1 and #4 can pretty much be crossed off, as they are Rob's projects and virtually complete at this point. Rob put the island countertop on the other day, just needs the finishing touches on the top, he put the trim on last night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;#2, kitchen floors. We were going to replace with some nice chocolate colored laminate wood, but I dont know now...it's just missing a small chunk under the kitchen table (like they were a couple planks short) and there was the hole where the woodstove used to be that got a "Dadfix". If we are able to match exactly what is there, Rob will just tear it all up, and do it back to fix where needed. OR, we'll buy new stuff..havent decided yet, but like I said, can be done during the winter. Its in perfectly good shape, just a little ugly in spots lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;#3, kitchen table. We NEED to make Sarah happy. Even though its just me &amp;amp; Rob right now, our kitchen table is a black card table and 2 folding chairs lol. We left our nice wooden kitchen table &amp;amp; chairs in MB when we moved, and didnt have room for a set when we moved here. We went to Jysk yesterday to buy a set we liked, but they didnt have any in stock, so we said screw it we'll find another set we like. So today Rollie and I are heading to the Brick and around to scope out more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;#5 and #6, paint green and blue rooms. Will probably be put off until very last, as its an absolute non-necessity, just for asthetics. Although between the two , the green room is definetly first! Serving as Rob's computer room, "the green room" is called thus due to its hideous, snot-green wall color. Not kidding at all either, its like the inside of a sick kid's nostrils in there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;The blue room is not my choice of color either - baby blue (not too bad , right?) except they did &lt;em&gt;everything&lt;/em&gt; baby blue ; the walls, the ceilings, the baseboards, I'm surprised the carpet isn't baby blue as well!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;#7, washing machine. We're picking it up on monday, easy peasy. We already had a fridge and dryer when we moved here, and Bob and Rollie gave us their stove and dishwasher as a housewarming gift (and Rollie replaced them with stainless steel to complete her kitchen set, lol)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Other than that, we need a couple more "details" (area rug in the livingroom ) but thats it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought my first plant yesterday, yay! Well I guess its not my first...I had a cactus in Brandon, but I killed it. :( This is my first try since.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-2272556280832470507?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/2272556280832470507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=2272556280832470507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/2272556280832470507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/2272556280832470507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-post.html' title='=)'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-7051682141481650608</id><published>2010-08-20T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T07:33:19.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Much Excitement</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So, obviously, we got the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, like every other house we'd put an offer on, we planned out our layouts, decor, renovations, and all other such things that get your hopes up. So we knew exactly what we wanted.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We started by tearing out a bunch of stuff..one thing that bothered us (and I'm not sure why, but it just did) was the four different lights in the kitchen. Or, randomly placed lights, I should say. I'm sure the fan light was above the dining table, but that must have looked odd next to the chimney pipe sticking three feet down out of the ceiling (which we tore out too, thank goodness) We also tore out the weird boards in the bathroom, its like they made their own florescent light box..weird. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The master bedroom only needs one more coat to be done, then we can use the dropclothes in the bathroom, then all it will need is the new floor put down, the rest of the bathroom work is done. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The kitchen is actually where we're focusing our renos, and it definetly needs it. Not only was it&lt;br /&gt;1. Laid out stupidly - half the cupboards + stove on one half of the room, half the cupboards + fridge on the other,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. In need of repairs - the kitchen sink was unusable, as none of the plumbing pipes were attached! Or they were calked, or siliconed, or puttied, or cracked, I'm surprised they didn't try ducttape too. But perhaps most importantly..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. They were GREEN. All the cupboard doors, and the countertop (they PAINTED the countertop) were a SEAFOAM GREEN. It looked like hippy vomit. In a kitchen. Urg.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But sosososo luckily, Mom and Dad came out from MB, so Dad is able to give Rob a guiding hand on all the repairs (Ok, so Dad did all the plumbing on Wed when Rob was at work lol) But really, between the two of them, they're getting a lot accomplished. They do all the renos (rewiring, plumbing, carpentry) while Mom and I are painting. Not only because I have no idea how to do most of what they're doing, or the tools they're using, but there's a LOT to paint.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But right now the main concern is getting things functional and winter-ready.. Rob and I can make it pretty on our own time, we might as well make use of Dad while he's here lol. Lightswitches moved, replacing windows, building the fence, man I can't imagine if we had to do all this on our own. Which I guess is kind of the point of buying the house, to be on our own, but you know what I mean. Thank goodness for family.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Also, Lisa came out with them (I actually managed to get a moody teenager to paint for an hour, omg!) which is nice, since once they head back, she'll be moving to Brandon to attend ACC, and I imagine she'll have grown up considerably when I see her next.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mom and Dad will be packing and moving and renovating as well, once they get back to MB. They sold their house, and are "downsizing" to the other one. Why not, since they're empty nesters now? At least renovating will keep them busy for a while, although I imagine the silence will become quite deafening after not too long. So, they should be taking care of their own renos, but instead they're here helping us? And to top it all off, Mom's got osteoartheritis in her back, so she should be taking it easy and playing Supervisor, but she's determined to help as well. Yes, I know, I was quite humbled as well. I have the most amazing parents in the world. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-7051682141481650608?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/7051682141481650608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=7051682141481650608' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/7051682141481650608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/7051682141481650608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2010/08/much-excitement.html' title='Much Excitement'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-2018272172053764345</id><published>2010-08-02T22:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T22:16:22.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Resolution</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Tomorrow at 10:00 A.M. is our court date! There are two possible outcomes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;1) Nothing out of the ordinary, everything goes smoothly, no one comes to outbid us and we win the house. We get the keys, I go roll on the floors and giggle. The whole long nightmare will be behind us, we send our realtor a bottle of wine for sticking through this, and we are new homeowners. Or.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;2) Some other potential buyers come to the courtroom, and bid higher than our offer. We lose. I cry. We think about our future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;So hopefully everything goes smoothly- if no one comes to outbid us, in a mere twelve hours we could own a beautiful 3 bedroom home!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-2018272172053764345?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/2018272172053764345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=2018272172053764345' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/2018272172053764345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/2018272172053764345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2010/08/resolution.html' title='Resolution'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-4447011323964709937</id><published>2010-06-24T19:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T19:32:08.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Countdown</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Tomorrow: Work 6:30-2:30.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Saturday: Work 6:30-2:30.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Sunday: LEAVE FOR MB EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Oh and I think we finally reached an agreement on the house, after an eternity of back-and-forthing. And even better, we won't have to worry about getting anything arranged until AFTER we get back from vacation. Bonus!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-4447011323964709937?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/4447011323964709937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=4447011323964709937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/4447011323964709937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/4447011323964709937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2010/06/countdown.html' title='Countdown'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-3055786663645250279</id><published>2010-06-21T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T15:27:03.559-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Review: Crest Whitestrips Advanced Seal</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;So; with our big vacation coming up, seeing family and friends that I haven't seen in forever, plus the fact that my smile has been a little dull lately, prompted me to pick up some at-home whitening strips. I didn't do any research before, I just picked the kind that sounded the best to suit me.&lt;br /&gt;Plus the "Advanced Seal" ones were on sale, which I'll be honest, doesn't hurt. When the cost of one box of whitestrips is half the cost of a cleaning at the dentist, a sale is definetly a bonus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;PROS: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;First and foremost, DO THEY WORK? And my answer is, a big yes! I've used them for 4 days now, and I thought I could see results after 2, and most definetly do by now. My teeth are noticeably brighter and whiter! 10 / 10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ease of applying: I'd have to give an 8 / 10. They do go on well, but I find the ends don't stay stuck as well as the middle. They do stick well enough that I don't feel too weird talking with them on, but I probably wouldn't drink water, for fear of ingesting more stuffs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;CONS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ease of removing: 5 / 10. After leaving them on for the recommended half an hour, they are stuck on there GOOD! I have to use a toothpick to pry the edges up. And they leave a lot of the adhesive behind, which not only looks ew, but tastes ew. You definetly have to brush after removing them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Aftereffects: 8 / 10. If you use them every day, you WILL experience sensitivity, due to the higher amount of whitener in the "Advanced Seal" whitestrips, because they're meant to work a little faster. I found my teeth were noticably sensitive in the evening of day 3, and it was painful to eat. I went out and bought some Sensitivity toothpaste though, and after a couple brushings with that has made it dissapear. As long as you use sensitivity toothpaste during your duration, you should be fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Taste: 8 / 10.  Although they are high-tech and stick to your teeth considerably well, it's inevitable that some gel stuff will make its way into your mouth. I'm not sure how much escapes, but the taste is definetly livable, especially when you picture what you'd have to put up with if you were using those trays, or the paint-on whitener. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;CONCLUSION: &lt;/u&gt;   7.8 / 10   Although there are some minor drawbacks, if you're looking to whiten your smile in the comfort of your own home, these puppies are the way to go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;There, now that I've had my fun, I guess I'd better find some work to do since I'm not getting paid to write reviews. Lol. Well actually, right now, I am! =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-3055786663645250279?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/3055786663645250279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=3055786663645250279' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/3055786663645250279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/3055786663645250279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2010/06/review-crest-whitestrips-advanced-seal.html' title='Review: Crest Whitestrips Advanced Seal'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-5393185953250904059</id><published>2010-06-05T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T15:04:43.351-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=S</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So, I hate Karma, she hates me. We didn't end up getting that last house, even though everything seemed PERFECT. No issues like we've had before (faulty foundation, plumbing problems) nothing to make us back out.&lt;br /&gt;Nooo what happened was, the sellers never responded to our offer. When it reached the due date for a response, nothing. Couple days, nothing. Days turned into weeks, with our realtor calling every couple days to give us an update and reassure us "We'll be sure to hear something in a couple days, any time now!"&lt;br /&gt;Eventually we just told our realtor to stop calling/emailing them, since it was obvious that they weren't seriously interested in selling after all.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There is one house we're going to look at (supposed to be tomorrow but Denis never got back to me about it.. arg) but even if its 100% amazing, I'm not sure we'll put an offer on it at this point, since we're leaving on vacation in like 3 1/2 weeks, it would be a nightmare to try and arrange everything from MB. Even that last house was pushing it - getting financing settled before we'd leave, getting possesion the day we'd get back.. no. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;On the upside, I finally got to see a Dr! And what an absolutely great Doctor he is- as soon as I mentioned the word PCOS, he started rattling off all the tests he would arrange for me, the med he'd most likely prescribe for me, etc. And with all the research I've done, I knew that he knew exactly what he was talking about.&lt;br /&gt;So I had some fasting bloodwork done, an ultrasound last week, and I have more bloodwork scheduled for monday morning.  I'm supposed to be hearing from a gynocologist soon, as Mr. Dr. gave me a referral, but I have one more appointment with him before we leave, to go over all my test results (and hopefully start a prescription?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hope none of this is too much info for you guys. I know my SSS are pretty much all that read my blog and I just have to tell SOMEONE (its TMI for Rob lol..guys dont want to know how things work) but its too personal to post on FB or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;So this is my vent. Since we've been married 4 1/2 years now and starting a family is constantly on our minds, its impossible not to be absolutely thrilled when I'm finally making progress and we're getting closer little by little.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I try not to get my hopes up TOO high though..as a woman with PCOS I'm very high risk for miscarriage, about 1 in 5 women that conceive miscarry at least once. But we'll cross that bridge when we get to it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Ok better get to work..since I'm at work LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Love you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-Sarah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-5393185953250904059?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/5393185953250904059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=5393185953250904059' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/5393185953250904059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/5393185953250904059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2010/06/s.html' title='=S'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-8190557520721130473</id><published>2010-05-07T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T23:18:32.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YAY!</title><content type='html'>So Rollie came through!! I've been trying to get a family doctor for about 6 months now - not only have I NEVER had one - save growing up, I mean since getting married I've never had one - So thats what, 4 1/2 years since I graduated, and I've never had a Doctor?&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately there is an EXTREME shortage of family Doctors in PG, and NONE are taking on new patients - there has been hundreds of complaints and letters sent to the newspaper, one from me as well!&lt;br /&gt;I swear I've cold-called every Drs office in PG by now. I'd even, as absolutely horrible as it is, started watching the obits for people to thank the Drs so I could try them. The referal I got from the walk-in clinic didn't pan out, but why should it when hundreds of other people are trying to get a Doctor as well?&lt;br /&gt;I am so fortunate that my mother in law is a nurse, she'd talked to a Dr like a year ago, and he said he'd take me on. So she reminded him yesterday that he'd said that, and he was still willing to take me on, even though hes not "officially" taking patients. So I called his office, his secretary was a bit leery of my story, but I bet people have tried something like that before "Oh ya I talked to him, he said it was ok and he'd take me on"&lt;br /&gt;So I have a Drs appointment in 3 weeks - sure thats a long wait, but I'm just so darn happy to finally HAVE a family Dr! Now I can get my flippin PCOS addressed and the necessary meds, and we can start thinkin babies!&lt;br /&gt;We've been married 4 1/2 years now, and once everything works out with the house, (cuz everything WILL work out this time, it HAS to! Karma owes us lol) so its about time, I think mom and dad are getting anxious for grandbabies, since Tina's relationship is too early for young 'uns and Lisa's nowhere near a relationship, its up to me and Rob!! lol.&lt;br /&gt;Life is good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-8190557520721130473?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/8190557520721130473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=8190557520721130473' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/8190557520721130473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/8190557520721130473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2010/05/yay.html' title='YAY!'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-75317449699144518</id><published>2010-05-03T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T23:22:33.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's New, Pussycat?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So , since that last post, we almost put an offer one one house, then found out it had (expensive) plumbing issues. So stayed away from that one. Then we put an offer on another, it looked good..got a house inspection done on it, like we always do. Which was SO good that we did, it turned out that the foundation was so bad, the house could collapse at any minute. =/ So needless to say we RAN from that one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We've looked at more, and looked at more..went to see one on Saturday, and absolutely fell in love; looked like it could have been another "the one" (we've found a couple perfect ones but something always happpens/turns out to be ungood) So the next day, Sunday, we went to look at it again online and..the listing was gone! So we called our realtor, Denis, and he did some sleuthing. He found out the listing had just expired, and the seller WILL be listing it again. Whew! So we'll have to jump on that as soon as he relists ; since it will show it as a "new listing" (even tho its an old listing just being put up a second time) so people might take notice this time around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;In other news, I'm at a temporary posting for 7 weeks, and tomorrow is the end of week 4. More than halfway done, woot! Don't get me wrong, its not like Im absolutely miserable, but its not one of my favoriter programs either. And the shifts suck--I alternate, a week of day shifts, then a week of evning shifts; day shifts start at 630 am (yuckew way too early) and evening shifts are 230-1030, so unless you get up at 630, you dont get a full day to yourself before work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm responsible for taking care of 3 guys with mental disabilities in this program, which I find kind of funny. I can run a household sooo efficiently at work, yet come home and be like "Ug housework" Kind of makes sense, if you do 3 loads of laundry at work, you dont want to come home and do more..but some days I really have to force myself to get it done. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Well I'd better head to bed, tomorrow's my friday, but that doesnt change the fact that I still have to get up at six freaking thirty. Blah.&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/8526451-75317449699144518?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/75317449699144518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=75317449699144518' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/75317449699144518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/75317449699144518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2010/05/whats-new-pussycat.html' title='What&apos;s New, Pussycat?'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-7031024317175164883</id><published>2010-02-24T02:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T02:16:21.647-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Go</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Well, I'm at work at the moment, doing a lovely awake night shift (that is total and pure sarcasm, by the way.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;It's 2 am and I have 6 more long hours to go (and stay awake to boot lol) so I figured it's a good time to write. Cuz I tried studying during my shift last night, and I honestly started nodding off! So none of that tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Bob and Rollie (the inlaws) went down to Kelowna last weekend, as I wrote last time..and good/bad news, they've decided not to do it. The company interested in hiring Bob wasn't willing to negotiate anything (wage, vacation time etc) and what they were offering was like where he was 20 years ago. Not willing to take such a huge step back, and his EI has loads of time anyways, he's not feeling the squeeze to lower himself to taking it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;So, that means they'll be staying in PG. Which is nice, cuz I WONT move to Kelowna, and Rob won't consider moving back to MB. He was pondering it last week, but he changed his mind lol. So we're back to square one, what we'd both agreed on, that we're staying in PG at least for the time being.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;There is a hamburger commercial on..man it looks so good. Mmmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Cept I cant have it :'(  well I can have the burger, just not the bun. I found out I have insulin issues, as well as insulin-resistant muscles (which makes it worse) so I have to follow a strict diet. I have to eat according to the "glycemic index" of a food (aka how fast it breaks down for insulin to metabloise). No junkfood, sugar, refined carbs (white bread, potatoes, rice etc) just lots of veggies, select fruits, and protien. I've been eating this way for almost 4 months now, and have lost 22 lbs so far. It's been much slower the last couple months, but as long as it doesn't go the other way, I'm happy lol. I'm 4 lbs away from my second goal (my first was 6lbs ago) which is my wedding weight of 4 years ago!!  So needless to say I'm pleased with my self discipline.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Anyways, enough for now, get back to my chores =p&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/8526451-7031024317175164883?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/7031024317175164883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=7031024317175164883' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/7031024317175164883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/7031024317175164883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2010/02/no-go.html' title='No Go'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-4044674827662449055</id><published>2010-02-18T20:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T21:08:21.467-08:00</updated><title type='text'>House (&amp; Life) Decisions</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Hi guys,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;I haven't updated in forever because for the most part, things are still the same. I still work at AimHi with handicapped people, Rob still works where he work, we still live with my in-laws.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;But. Since my father in law got laid off about 6 months ago, they've been thinking what to do, since they have a mortgage and car payments and whatnot. So, over the past couple weeks he's been communicating with a company in Kelowna who's interested in hiring him. A lot of details still have to be worked out, but He and Mother in law are down there for the weekend, to see what the city looks like, check out some for-sale houses, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;That poses a problem for us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;We've been trying to buy a house for about 4 months now. We've looked at probably a dozen with our realtor, and put an offer on a couple. Things never seemed to work out, no matter how much we prepared things before hand, something always fell through. The plumbing turned out to be bad, they declined our offer, the credit bureau changed our rating, you name it. What a nightmare this time around has been, much more different than when we bought our lil trailer in Brandon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Anyways, so we've been doing the house thing for a while now, it's never far from our mind. If my inlaws decide to go to Kelowna, what then?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Do we move to Kelowna as well, and start all over again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Do we stay in Prince George, buy whatever house we can get, and stay here alone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Do we move back to Manitoba?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;All our options have some "pros" but are much outweighed by the "cons".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;And since this post is massive enough on it's own, I'll write about the "(&amp;amp; Life) " part of whats happenin next time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-4044674827662449055?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/4044674827662449055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=4044674827662449055' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/4044674827662449055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/4044674827662449055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2010/02/house-life-decisions.html' title='House (&amp; Life) Decisions'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-8928154080282367538</id><published>2009-11-05T22:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T22:24:08.435-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update-o-rama</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Sooo, not much new in my neck of the woods. The temporary posting I'd been working for a couple months ran out, so I'm back to being a plain old relief worker, working whatever they give me. And unfortunately, no one takes vacations in November, so I haven't worked in 6 days. Tonight I had a last minute 4 hour shift, but other than if people call in sick, I have nothing scheduled ahead of time this month. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Good thing tomorrow is payday, from my last two weeks of full time work at that temp place. That will be enough to top up my savings to make up half the cost of my Medical Transcriptionist course; Rob said if I saved up half, then he'd pay the other half. Yay! It'll FINALLY be happening-goodness knows I've said "Oh I'm gonna do it" enough times, and it never seems to happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Anywho, I'm gonna go play my game now. I've been on the comp for like, 3 days in a row now..Rob and I bought Dragon Age Origins, which just came out..we'd had it preordered and payed for months ago. It's SO AMAZING. I just do my basic housework to get by each day, and then its gametime for me!! I'm so horrible &gt;_&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;But waddya gonna do. I've been jobsearching for months, and applying everywhere that looks even remotely doable, but it seems everyone's buckling down not only for the winter, but also due to that economy scare stuff. Hopefully something will work out soon though, I want to pull my weight. Sure, being casual and working next to nothing would be nice if I was doing my course right now, but it's not fair to Rob to bear the responsibility of paying all our bills, saving for a house, and whatnot. It leaves absolutely NO fun money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Anyways, game's calling me. Toodles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-8928154080282367538?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/8928154080282367538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=8928154080282367538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/8928154080282367538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/8928154080282367538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2009/11/update-o-rama.html' title='Update-o-rama'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-1896689377141820567</id><published>2009-10-01T13:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T13:48:10.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey, this is what I do at work!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Ok yes, I'm at work, but the guy I'm with is napping, and we have an hour and a half to spend at the mall, so if he sleeps for another 10 minutes, no biggie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO! About our househunting struggle. Turns out, we had to let that Elkhorn st house deal fall through, after asking for an extension.. because I'm listed as "Casual" at AimHi, despite working 40 hours a week, because there's no guarantee I'll continue working 40/week (I just work whatever they have available for me) the bank couldn't count on my income, so we weren't able to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we've been working with a mortgage broker, who's trying to get us approved off just Rob's income now, and although it's not ideal, it seems to be working out a little better. We've been looking at a different place, this is a little farther north of PG than I'd originally wanted, but its only a 10 min drive to the outskirts of "the bowl" main part of PG, and it's like maybe 2 mins from the "hart" (upper hill area) shopping area, which has a tims, mcdonalds, grocery chain, library, etcetcetc. so it's not like we'd have to commute just for a bag of chips, or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's on 5 acres (which makes Rob swoon) and although it needs considerable repairs to the roof, it's such a big, beautiful character home it makes me drool. So Rob's swoony, and I'm drooly.&lt;br /&gt;Makes me happy we didn't get the elkhorn place, really. And I'd thought THAT one was the one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, this new place we've got our eye on is a court ordered sale, so if we can lowball them enough, if they're anxious enough to get rid of the place, we'll have enough of our downpayment to fix the roof. Then, voila!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK well..I'd better get off my butt and go shopping lol. Siiigh the things I have to do for my job lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-1896689377141820567?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/1896689377141820567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=1896689377141820567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/1896689377141820567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/1896689377141820567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2009/10/hey-this-is-what-i-do-at-work.html' title='Hey, this is what I do at work!'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-1278764869039138173</id><published>2009-08-31T13:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T13:50:14.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Updaterino</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Ok, so my last post was about 2 things: Tina and Cody, and our househunting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;As far as the first goes, you've probably heard by now that Tina and Cody have decided to get a divorce. Cody has moved out back to his parent's in Strath for now, and will either take a job locally, or is looking into a restaurant gig of some sorts in eastern Canada. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Tina is moving into a house with a friend, who consequently just lost his place as well, so is buying a house where Tina is to be his tenant. Last I heard, she'll be teaching spanish classes in Brandon for another year at least, and then might look at moving to Vancouver.&lt;br /&gt;They've already managed to find a buyer for their trailer, I'm not sure who is getting to keep the car they just bought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Lisa graduates in a year, and has been looking at taking the Web Design program at the College here in Prince George. Rob and I have offered her a place to stay if that's what she chooses, and it works out especially well now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;The offer we put on a house yesterday has been accepted (after mucho bartering) and we go down to sign the final papers after Rob gets off work today. It's VERY exciting for several reasons: It's in an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;extremely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt; high end, up-scale neighborhood, just being where it is increases its value. The price we got it for is a steal, when compared to how much it would be worth with some cosmetic repairs. It has absolutely &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt; we wanted in a home (fenced yard for binx, deck, finished basement, close to schools, etc) . Not to mention being walking distance to the college, and has a separate entrance to the basement, perfect for a young student, n'est pas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;I was very upset when someone beat us to the house on Kenworth St, when we called to put an offer on it, they had just accepted an offer. Well, we got this place for 1k cheaper, isn't 10 mins out of town, and is over 600 square feet larger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Sarah veddy, veddy happy girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-1278764869039138173?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/1278764869039138173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=1278764869039138173' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/1278764869039138173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/1278764869039138173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2009/08/updaterino.html' title='Updaterino'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-5332710008304915170</id><published>2009-08-10T16:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T16:54:24.334-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~=~=~=~=~=~=~=~=~=~=~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Keep Tina &amp;amp; Cody in your prayers. It's not my place to say why, or explain their situation lest it feel like gossip, but please, really keep them in your prayers for the next couple weeks as they have some tough decisions to make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mind you, what part of life &lt;em&gt;doesn't&lt;/em&gt; involve tough decisions?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cccccc;"&gt;We're house-searching quite a bit more serious now, we were thaaaat close to putting an offer on one (decided in the end it was best to let it pass) Please keep us in your prayers as well, that we'll find a house suitable to start a family, within our price range and that everything will go smoothly when we find "the one".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-5332710008304915170?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/5332710008304915170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=5332710008304915170' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/5332710008304915170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/5332710008304915170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title='~=~=~=~=~=~=~=~=~=~=~'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-4450197379267124493</id><published>2009-06-21T16:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T16:29:27.835-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Daze</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ever wanted to pack up some friends and head on a roadtrip?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Well, I just got back from doing just that! Ray and Francis flew out from MB, and the 5 of us (Rob, me, Christine, Ray, &amp;amp; Francis) drove down to the Okanagan for a couple days, then through the mountains to Calgary to meet up with my parents for a couple days, and then back to PG via Jasper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Colorful margarita mixes for the girls, plain ol beers for the boys, plus empty campgrounds and large fires, made for hilarious nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Rob and I are rather broke now, as we paid for everything for everyone (all they had to pay for was their flights) but it was definetly worth it, and will be repeated next year if all goes well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;On a happy note, we'll be trying to get to MB at the end of August, as Ray (Rob's bff since gr.4) is getting married! I most likely won't be able to go, since I won't be able to get time off work, but we'll be trying to fly at least Rob out for it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Oh, and my first shift at AimHi is tomorrow. Gleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-4450197379267124493?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/4450197379267124493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=4450197379267124493' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/4450197379267124493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/4450197379267124493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-daze.html' title='Happy Daze'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-4414204492971221668</id><published>2009-06-01T15:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T16:04:17.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Killing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;So, about a month ago, I received the good news that I got a job at a company called AimHi. As a care worker for people with disabilities, be they mental, physical, developmental, whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;The only problem is, they say if you want get this job, you have to prove it by jumping through all these hoops. I have to attend training seminars (not paid) and I have to get a bunch of things, like first aid certificate, food safe, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I calculated that between time not working, and paying for all these qualifications, by the time I actually start working, I'll have spent/lost over $1500.00 ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;What would someone do if they couldn't afford to accept the job?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-4414204492971221668?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/4414204492971221668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=4414204492971221668' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/4414204492971221668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/4414204492971221668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2009/06/time-killing.html' title='Time Killing'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-1301806294705422968</id><published>2009-03-23T23:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T23:35:32.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts on Turning 22</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Life is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Six months ago, I was quite depressed. Having just moved away from family, friends, and my familiar comfort zone, I felt very out of place and alone. Low on funds, and feeling forced to work a boring, dead-end cashier job just to survive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Now, I'm determined to make the best of this new place; I'll never consider myself a "BC-an", but at least I'm not allowing myself to feel homesick for MB anymore. I've got an interview on thursday with a large company Rob fixes the computers for, I've heard through the grapevine the interview is pretty much just a formality for me. The starting wage? Almost $6 an hour more than I'm making right now. AND! It's more than just selling and ringing things through a cash register, which has been weighing really heavy on me lately-the "going nowhereness" of my jobs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Money is no longer an issue- Rob not only has a good paying, steady job that he enjoys (most of the time) but his boss really likes him, and he's had several raises. We're doing so well, we have over half the money we'll need for Italy next year squirreled away, bought a new car a month ago (jeez is it sweet, I'm still scared to drive it, its so nice lol) and are looking at buying a house in a couple months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;So, this was supposed to be thoughts on my birthday, oops. I didn't want or need anything, but that made what I did get an extra treat. I'm older, more responsible (sometimes lol) Sometimes I feel young (I'm the youngest one at Salvation army by many years) sometimes I feel old, but who doesn't? Life is short,as soon as you're old enough to realise it, then you feel it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course with another year ticking by, my mother and sister in law are asking about when kids are planned to arrive. Like I told Rob when we first got married; I want one more big trip, then I can settle down and have kids. Darn dad for making me fall in love with travelling!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I have no regrets for this past year..hopfully the next one will be just as bearable!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-1301806294705422968?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/1301806294705422968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=1301806294705422968' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/1301806294705422968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/1301806294705422968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2009/03/thoughts-on-turning-22.html' title='Thoughts on Turning 22'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-1372119083561144666</id><published>2009-03-05T21:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T22:06:13.244-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Thats right, time for an update! Long overdue, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where to start! Well, I'm still currently working for the Salvation Army- I've been there long enough to be considered part of the "old store girls". Last month we opened a second thrift store on the other side of town, and of course had to hire a bunch of women to work at that one, therfore they are considered the "new" girls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Out of the blue I got a call from a pet store down the street, wanting me to come for an interview (I applied there waaay back in what, september??) but they'd have to offer me quite a bit of an pay raise to make me leave the spot I've earned on the team at the old store.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Either way though, I have to work for a couple more months until I can take my schooling. Having just bought a new car (we needed a second one, since we sold mine before moving to BC) it just wasnt quite feasable for me to take my course just yet. Come June, we'll have lived in BC for a year, and therfore I'll be eligible for BC student aid. I'll be taking the Medical Transcriptionist course, out of Thompson College in Kamloops. Very excited and looking forward to it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;What else? Since Oma died last month, Mom is considering a trip to Scotland at the start of summer, to visit a friend there, then skipping across to Holland to see some relatives. I hope she goes through with it. Even if it means lisa gets to go on a trip that tina and I dont get to, she's really taken Oma's passing very very hard, and I really feel for her. So I hope she goes to see her friend, as shes feeling very lonely with most of her daughters grown and gone, and her mother and best friend gone now as well. Please keep my mom in your prayers, as I'm doing, as there's not much more I can do from out here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;What else? My birthday is rapidly approaching..22 this year, I think? My last year of freedom! Lol. If all goes according to plan, in 6 months we'll have bought a house, 1 year from now be returning from Italy, and 18 months, hopfully decorating the nursery? But you know what they say about the best laid plans ;) So far though, we've been able to stick to what we wanted from this move quite well, as far as buying what, when, and all that jazz. Setting up our life, yada yada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Well, Rob's setting up our nightly movie, so I'd better wrap this up. Hope you're all doing well!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-1372119083561144666?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/1372119083561144666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=1372119083561144666' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/1372119083561144666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/1372119083561144666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2009/03/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-7447897557628229713</id><published>2008-11-25T10:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T11:01:42.554-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Ok, so I havnt posted since May, and it had been a lifetime since my last post before that. Maybe I should start posting again? Sheesh. I am absolutely horrible at keeping in touch with people, even my family (how bad is that?) so maybe if i find the time periodically to do a quick post of what I'm up to, they'll be able to keep in the loop that way.&lt;br /&gt;So, I've been living in Prince George, BC for about half a year now. In about the second month, I did a short stint working at Mariposa, a clothing store, but it was a horrible environment, so I quit after about a month. Was unemployed again for a while, then found a job I absolutely love-I work at the local Salvation Army thrift store. Its only part time, $9/hour, but the work is easy and fun, and the ladies are great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ffff;"&gt;With that being said, I've gone for two interviews at an Optometrist clinic, for the Assistant position-the one that does all the preliminary tests and such. The work sounds repeditive and tedious, the girls that work there strike me as snobby, but the pay would be better, with more hours than I'm getting now.&lt;br /&gt;If I get offered the position, what do I do? Do I give up a job I enjoy for a job with better pay and I title I can be proud of?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Well, enough work worries. We fly to Winnipeg in three weeks from now, and I couldn't be more excited!! I commented to Rob last night, that when we lived in Brandon, I took for granted that I saw Tina every other day, and my parents every week. Everyone lived so close to me, and I thought nothing of it. We'll be there for 5 days, cuz thats about all the time off from work we could squeeze, but I have a feeling I wont want to get back on that plane after 5 days is up. As it is, the "adventure" of living in BC has worn off, and I find myself very homesick more days than not. Rob's parents have been absolutely wonderful, his mom in particular, but they're not the same as having &lt;em&gt;my&lt;/em&gt; family around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ffff;"&gt;I don't think I would be so homesick if I had been able to make some friends. Kind of my fault, kind of not; In Brandon, I met people through work, and through church, thats how I made friends. But here, all the women I work with are 40 or up, and the church is like strath (no offence) but all old people. Dont get me wrong, thats why I love it, it feels homey, but where else does that leave for me to meet people my age?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Enough complaining. Feels good to get all that off my chest though. Rob's loving it here, he loves the scenery, and of course his family is right here so he's got nothing to miss-I think he'd feel offended if he knew I wasnt as in love with the place as he is.&lt;br /&gt;Well, time to go enjoy my day off and quit moping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-7447897557628229713?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/7447897557628229713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=7447897557628229713' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/7447897557628229713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/7447897557628229713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2008/11/ok-so-i-havnt-posted-since-may-and-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-89635805904245485</id><published>2008-05-14T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T07:43:58.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>&gt;&gt;&gt;Happy Dance&lt;&lt;&lt;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bought our lil trailer for 8,000 three years ago.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Two days ago&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sold it for 22,000.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Almost&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;         triple&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;               baby.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-89635805904245485?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/89635805904245485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=89635805904245485' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/89635805904245485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/89635805904245485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-dance.html' title='&gt;&gt;&gt;Happy Dance&lt;&lt;&lt;'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-5012722100574938595</id><published>2008-04-22T06:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T07:04:18.665-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life, Isn't It Grand??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;So, yeah, wow! I would apologise for the long span without posting, but anyone that reads this knows I've been on facebook in the meantime. So, you'll also know the biggest latest thing in my existance- I'm moving! And out of good 'ol MB!&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, it's a source of both excitement and anxiety. Our biggest hurdle is our house. We have to sell it before we go, of course, but we have to give it a facelift before we can sell it. We estimated by adding about $1000 more repairs on top of what we've already done to the house, we can sell it for near TRIPLE what we paid for it, I kid you not!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;So the fence is done, the shed is about half done, but we still have to replace carpet in the computer room, redo some of the paneling in there, repanel some porch as well, and reroof the house. Once that's all done though, it will be a completely different house. I wish we'd taken pictures when we first moved in, before we did ANY renovating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Rob and I have been packing a little every night or so, so hopfully by the time all our repairs are done in 5 days, by sunday (thats our goal) we'll be close enough to clean to be able to contact a realtor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;What Rob and I are most excited though, is living in the mountains. Prince George is norther than what we're used to, but smack dab in the middle of beautiful country! Now, don't get me wrong, I love Manitoba, but both Rob and I are ready for a change of scenerie, change of employment, the whole nine yards. My letter from CoNC should be here soon, to tell me if I got in or if I was too late in applying lol cross your fingers for me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Well, I should get moving, I have a lot of errands to do today! Caio!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-5012722100574938595?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/5012722100574938595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=5012722100574938595' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/5012722100574938595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/5012722100574938595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2008/04/life-isnt-it-grand.html' title='Life, Isn&apos;t It Grand??'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-7482154974073347609</id><published>2007-08-11T15:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T16:16:03.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuffs aka Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ok so! First things first. Ellen my manager @ San Fran? Fired. Turns out the deposits weren't always depositing. And, now that we're managerless for a bit, Steph put in her two weeks notice and has stopped coming in for her shifts for the duration of her last weeks. So we're scrambling to cover her shifts. Except now Jodi is pulling crap, not showing up, not showing up. etc etc. So Roberta and I are busy trying to cover HER shifts too! SO I called Athena the District Manager and told her bluntly, " Roberta and I are getting stressed, its just the two of us running the store. Can we hire someone?" And she said we could! So I called some people who had left resumes, I did one interview today and I have three more scheduled for tomorrow. Cool, n'est pas? Me! I did an interview, like an important person.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;On another note, I went to XFest yesterday, and saw Default live, woot woot! Pictures will be up on my facebook hopfully soon, as soon as Jen emails them to me lol when Christie heard I was going she offered to hook up so we could mosh together, that was nice. I didnt end up moshing though, but minor technicality. I have a newfound appreciation for Default. Like, hearing Count on Me on the radio, when he hit that high note, could just give me shivers. Hearing it in person, and seeing it? His voice is JUST as good in person, its wicked awesome! Anyways, signing off now Rob wants to watch a movie or something =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-7482154974073347609?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/7482154974073347609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=7482154974073347609' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/7482154974073347609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/7482154974073347609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2007/08/stuffs-aka-life.html' title='Stuffs aka Life'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-7412011505568350520</id><published>2007-05-25T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T17:53:25.905-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=(</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Ok on a sad note, my Uncle Doonzie aka Eldon Roth, passed away yesterday morning suddenly. We don't know what caused it, and an autopsy was suggested, but since it won't bring him back, the family decided not to. We're going in to Strath tomorrow morning (saturday) after Worship Team practice, the funeral is at 1:00, family is expected to be there at 12:30. I cried all morning after I found out, it was such a shock..I mean, I've never had a death in the family before, so it was rough.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, ..yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Be sure to keep my auntie Elaine and Christie especially! in your prayers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-7412011505568350520?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/7412011505568350520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=7412011505568350520' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/7412011505568350520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/7412011505568350520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post.html' title='=('/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-8672408660135773204</id><published>2007-05-05T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T07:34:43.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Yeah, don't be too impressed, I copied and pasted =P  So yeah, still no job yet, aaug! I went for an interview last week and had my fingers crossed for it, but they called yesterday to tell me they picked someone else. They'd like to keep my resume on file though, blah blah, yeah. So! Since I'm at transit today (covering for Linda) and saturdays are supposedly the slowest, I'm going to remake my resume (I got a new lappy at transit, but they didnt save any of our files) and apply apply apply. Dont know why I even bother, the hospitals not going to hire me. Tina said it's because I'm not mean enough. I can be mean, I can be ruthless! Ok, so maybe not. But I can growl ..? That might scare people more than me being mean.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, moving on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...to what, I don't know, because that's pretty much all thats thats going on lately. Oh! We (Tina, Cody, Rob and I) Have been exercising together lately, its pretty cool! Every other night or so we'll pack up the bikes and drive down to the walking/biking trails and cruise around...we're planning on returning to the Y again too, only with Cody and Rob this time too (before it was just tina and I going) Hopefully since ALL of us are involved, we'll stick with it. Every single one of us has said that they're actually getting ..addicted? to exercising? Not really the right word, but I mean..due to scheduling, we skipped two days, and are going biking again on Sunday. Well, the first night Rob and I took the dog for a walk, and on the second day, Tina and I took the stairs at the hospital (4 floors! Urg!) and then I went for a walk in the evening. I'm feeling really good about this!&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, my uncle Doonzy (aka Uncle Eldin) is in the hospital, not only did his Crones(?) flare up, but they discovered a colon tumor , so we brought him a card yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, back to my book!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-8672408660135773204?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/8672408660135773204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=8672408660135773204' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/8672408660135773204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/8672408660135773204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2007/05/hmm.html' title='Hmm'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-5684364126901938933</id><published>2007-05-01T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T11:35:09.528-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....................guess what I am??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-5684364126901938933?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/5684364126901938933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=5684364126901938933' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/5684364126901938933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/5684364126901938933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-am.html' title='I am'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-561340768320181260</id><published>2007-04-17T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T07:18:10.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My tattoos</title><content type='html'>Been meaning to post these, and WoW is undergoing maintenance until 1:00, so I pass the time. Slowly . lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img87.imageshack.us/my.php?image=sarahtats002lf9.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img87.imageshack.us/img87/6310/sarahtats002lf9.th.jpg" border="0" alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img87.imageshack.us/my.php?image=sarahtats001wq8.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img87.imageshack.us/img87/8840/sarahtats001wq8.th.jpg" border="0" alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-561340768320181260?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/561340768320181260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=561340768320181260' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/561340768320181260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/561340768320181260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-tattoos.html' title='My tattoos'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-2721005565092934413</id><published>2007-04-16T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T07:12:06.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Glorious Morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Yup, thats what it is. I swear I must have that season disfunction thing, because the past two mornings have been totally beautiful mornings, and I've just been in a great mood. Nothing sets the tone for the day like stepping out into the sunshine, hearing the birds chirping,..yeah.  Cheezy to the max, but I love it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-2721005565092934413?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/2721005565092934413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=2721005565092934413' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/2721005565092934413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/2721005565092934413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2007/04/glorious-morning.html' title='A Glorious Morning'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-3151620832177272376</id><published>2007-03-20T15:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T15:54:45.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Beginning</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;So, for anyone who hasn't heard, I passed my course!! And with an 85%, no less!!! This is very big, as it will enable me to get a much better paying job, which Rob and I were looking at; will allow us to buy a house. Yes, it's time, our little mobile is almost paid off, we've made lots of improvements to it but it's just too small now. But yeah, one step at a time, first Sarah has to get the good paying job. Step one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-3151620832177272376?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/3151620832177272376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=3151620832177272376' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/3151620832177272376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/3151620832177272376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2007/03/beginning.html' title='The Beginning'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-5948845343963375330</id><published>2007-03-06T14:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T15:15:48.208-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Acts of Kindness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Ok, so here's my thought for the day (which Brynne already knows, as I was whining to her about it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was having a bad day. Had a nasty woman complain in the morning and actually reported me to my superior, second day of transit in a row so I was tired, not to mention being violently ill this morning. (No, no babies lol)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Anyways, so kinda in a poopy mood. This guy comes in, he's a nice guy, I recognise him. He tells me how he can't claim his monthly bus passes on his tax, because he doesn't have the receipts for them. So I printed out a bunch of receipts and wrote a professional looking note to go with them, vouching that he did indeed buy them at the right time for the whole price blah blah. He left and came back with two chocolate bars, he said as a thank you "for being so nice" !! That just bowled me over. Not just the chocolate, which in itself is awesome, but just the thought, the act itself. Every time I work transit I see how mean, selfish, selfserving people can be. This person reminded me that they can also be kind, thoughtful, and considerate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, David Roziere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-5948845343963375330?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/5948845343963375330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=5948845343963375330' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/5948845343963375330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/5948845343963375330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2007/03/random-acts-of-kindness.html' title='Random Acts of Kindness'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-117250360892761305</id><published>2007-02-26T07:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T07:26:48.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life As I See It</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;So, since my last post, I got my midterm back. I passed! Technically. At the start of the course my prof said that the passing mark is supposedly 70%...but really its 50%. They'll still pass you if you have a 69% or a 51%. Anyways! I got 62% on my midterm. So far I've written 6 quizes and my average mark in those is 94%. Unfortunatly, the quizes only weigh 10% of my mark, where the midterm is 25% and the final is 50%. So I'd better do dang good on that final =D Either way though, a pass is a pass, and so far Sarah's still in the running!&lt;br /&gt;I went to Shar's baby shower yesterday (Shar is Roberta's sister) I got to see Lorena again, which was nice, havn't seen that woman in forever. Anyways, they made my hold baby Charles (isnt that the cutest name for a baby?!) I warned them that I'd either freak out and be scared of breaking him (i've never held a baby that I remember) either that, or I'd love it so much I'd be like, &lt;em&gt;I want one!!!&lt;/em&gt; And well..I didn't break him. He didnt even cry or anything, he was SO FREAKING CUTE!!! So. Sigh. I give up! Whenever we can afford to have children, I concede defeat. He was so adorable, I want one too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-117250360892761305?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/117250360892761305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=117250360892761305' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/117250360892761305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/117250360892761305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2007/02/life-as-i-see-it.html' title='Life As I See It'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-117138799967939336</id><published>2007-02-13T09:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T09:35:16.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Triangle of Questions</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;What could be so bad that it makes people forget they're talking to another human being? Do they think I like getting reamed out for things not in my control?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I a loser for only posting on the days I work transit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;How much longer until I can get a new job?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will I pass my midterm this Saturday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it so darn cold in here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I be studying? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will I do it after work? No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? World of Warcraft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I crazy? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-117138799967939336?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/117138799967939336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=117138799967939336' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/117138799967939336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/117138799967939336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2007/02/triangle-of-questions.html' title='A Triangle of Questions'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-117080065627884244</id><published>2007-02-06T14:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T15:16:25.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Hey everyone..bored at work, so I whipped up a myspace just for the heck of it. Please join, make a profile, and be my friend! it's &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/talye"&gt;www.myspace.com/talye&lt;/a&gt; . I look so lonely. Well, I am. According to myspace I only have one friend. That's pretty lonely. So yeah. Have I told you all about WOW? Love it. Love it love it love it. It is my latest, and worst, obsession to date. I get home from work and go straight to the computer. I push bedtime an hour, even two, just to get in more play time. Same with Rob lol. At least we're in the same guild and we can play with eachother and help eachother out. Yeah I think I mentioned this in the last post..I probably did, knowing how obsessed i am. Anyways, I'm at transit and I actually have some real work to do, so I'd better get to it. Only an hour till I start closing LOL &gt;_&lt;&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-117080065627884244?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/117080065627884244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=117080065627884244' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/117080065627884244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/117080065627884244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2007/02/hey-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-117008868712588646</id><published>2007-01-29T07:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T08:38:07.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Job Hunting</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So, I got that manager position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I turned it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I was afraid of, because they're a non-profit organization, they couldn't afford to pay me squat. They offered me 300 a month, and basically said, Advertise your butt off, because if you make the store make money, we'll be able to afford to pay you more.&lt;br /&gt;Ummmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here I am, still at transit, which isn't so bad but I keep messing up the cashouts which is frustrating because I rock at cashouts at San Fran I just can't seem to consistantly nail them here which makes me feel stupid and makes them email me every time I mess up. So thats that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And San Fran, well you all know I've been demoted. And yeah the day after I found out, I had to work like 4 hours with Roberta, and I'll be honest. I have never felt that awkward around her. Second day and ever since has been cool, it doesn't feel weird any more, but I DO feel weird around Ellen. Like I resent her for taking my position, its like she did it to kind of encourage me to leave..I get the vibe that she doesnt want me in her store any more, but has no valid reason to fire me. That being said, it makes my decision to ride it out until I finish my course all the more difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been applying at the hospital for various clerk and secretary positions, just noting that I'm currently enrolled in this course..nothing so far though. I'm worried that if I don't snag one, you know, on the basis of finishing the course and getting the certification, that if I don't get one by the time this course is done, there's going to be a dozen other women newly certified, older and probably with more secretarial experience. Hopfully I'm just worrying for nothing. But I do worry lol.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So far I've been doing good though, 88% on both my quizes, and I feel good about this last one I just wrote. We'll see how I do on the midterm though :S lol I felt like I was back in high school last week, we were taking cells, and everything in them like mitochondria, lisosomes and ribosomes and all that fun junk. Made my brain cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, apologies for the long post..I havn't posted in forever because Rob bought World Of Warcraft (I'm sure you've all heard of it, shame shame if you havn't) and it is TOTALLY and COMPLETELY addicting. It's online, and because Ray, Tina, and Cody all have it as well, we're all able to play with eachother and help eachother out..its pretty awesome. It's not like Warcraft one, two or three, those games were all like, build buildings to build armies, then go wipe out your enemy. World of Warcraft, you have one person; your character. You run around killing things (sounds horrible, i know, but they're baddies) you also can do quests which get you rewards, you can have special skills that allow you to make special items,..its amazing, to say the least. Anyways, I'd better not get started, cuz if I get the ball rolling, this post will end up twice as long and twice as boring for you, the poor reader. Alllll that typing to say, hey, I'm fine, I'm alive. Yikes. I'm going to go watch the Pink Panther on my portable DVD player, woot. (I'm at transit, btw. I don't watch movies on my little player at home, just so ya know.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-117008868712588646?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/117008868712588646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=117008868712588646' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/117008868712588646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/117008868712588646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2007/01/job-hunting.html' title='Job Hunting'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-116854055925030210</id><published>2007-01-11T10:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T10:35:59.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Well, I called Ellen last night to tell her I was sick, so today is my first official sick day since I started working at San Fran. What a crappy morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ellen called and said I'm demoted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Apparently because Roberta is so dependable (and why wouldnt she be, san fran is her only job) Ellen discussed it with the DM and has decided to up Roberta to Assistant Manager. My &lt;former&gt; position. I guess because I need mon and tues off for transit and now Sat mornings for my course, she just said, "Oh, well that's the last straw, Sarah's never here"? Of course Roberta is her right hand, she takes all the hours she can get because she loves to drink. LOVES to drink and go to the bar. So, she works lots to make up for it. She said on the phone though, that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt; "She has decided that she's going to up her to Assistant manager, if its alright with me. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAAA? What do you expect me to say? Yeah sure, I'll willingly give up my position for her, who cares if it screws up my resumé, who cares that I've been here twice as long, who cares that I TRAINED her? I don't mind? She figures that since I'm looking for another job anyways, I'll be gone soon, so why not. Should I quit? I mean, I can't do it! I can't work UNDER Roberta, I just can't! It was different when Ellen was hired-sure when she came I'd been there half a year already, but she came in as the Manager. I saw Roberta get hired, I trained her, I've worked with her. I can NOT work &lt;em&gt;under&lt;/em&gt; her. I just can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess that seals the deal. I have an interview on tues at a little thrift store for the Manager position. It's run by a Christian organization, so they want someone who's a Christian and has managerial experience. When I dropped off my resume, I had second thoughts about if I wanted to work there or not. Now, it looks like a door's been shut and that's the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd better ace that interview.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-116854055925030210?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/116854055925030210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=116854055925030210' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/116854055925030210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/116854055925030210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2007/01/bad-morning.html' title='Bad Morning'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-116828037253677372</id><published>2007-01-08T10:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T10:19:32.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretzels + Musing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So here I am at transit, munching on pretzels (which really aren't helping my sore throat) and looking at so many cruise and flight sites it makes my eyes water. Rob and I have decided on a cruise, that much we know..as to how to go about it, is the question..we have over 3000 airmiles, so do we use the air miles on the flights and pay for the cruise? Or airmile the cruise tickets and find cheap flights? I've been thinking about this a lot lately, primarily I think because it just sunk in; we can actually pull this off! We WILL be able to afford this, so it really is going to happen! And I think the most exciting part is (and I think the answer to my airmiles/cash pondering) is that I found a discount cruise site with a 7 day cruise that will cost the two of us about 800.00. Which is exciting, because usually a 7 day cruise costs that much for just ONE ticket! So that pretty much sealed the deal. Anyways, boring post I know, but I've got trip on the brain, and I aplogise. I just applied for a Thrift Store Manager position, because the store is non-profit and run by a Christian organization. I don't think I want it any more. EEEE, my course starts in less than a week, wOOt! I am so psyched. Anyways, I think I hear Braveheart calling. My parents got me one of those portable little DVD players for Christmas, so I can watch movies now @ transit. Yay, even less work gets done. LOL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-116828037253677372?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/116828037253677372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=116828037253677372' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/116828037253677372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/116828037253677372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2007/01/pretzels-musing.html' title='Pretzels + Musing'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-116759214662126881</id><published>2006-12-31T11:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T11:12:38.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Should auld acquaintance be forgot,&lt;br /&gt;And never brought to mind?&lt;br /&gt;Should auld acquaintance be forgot,&lt;br /&gt;And days of auld lang syne? And days of auld lang syne, my dear,&lt;br /&gt;And days of auld lang syne.&lt;br /&gt;Should auld acquaintance be forgot,&lt;br /&gt;And days of auld lang syne?&lt;br /&gt;We twa hae run aboot the braes&lt;br /&gt;And pu'd the gowans fine.&lt;br /&gt;We've wandered mony a weary foot,&lt;br /&gt;Sin' auld lang syne.&lt;br /&gt;Sin' auld lang syne, my dear,&lt;br /&gt;Sin' auld lang syne,&lt;br /&gt;We've wandered mony a weary foot,&lt;br /&gt;Sin' auld ang syne.&lt;br /&gt;We twa hae sported i' the burn,&lt;br /&gt;From morning sun till dine,&lt;br /&gt;But seas between us braid hae roared&lt;br /&gt;Sin' auld lang syne.&lt;br /&gt;Sin' auld lang syne, my dear,&lt;br /&gt;Sin' auld lang syne.&lt;br /&gt;But seas between us braid hae roared&lt;br /&gt;Sin' auld lang syne.&lt;br /&gt;And ther's a hand, my trusty friend,&lt;br /&gt;And gie's a hand o' thine;&lt;br /&gt;We'll tak' a cup o' kindness yet,&lt;br /&gt;For auld lang syne.&lt;br /&gt;For auld lang syne, my dear,&lt;br /&gt;For auld lang syne,&lt;br /&gt;We'll tak' a cup o' kindness yet,&lt;br /&gt;For auld lang syne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Happy 2007, everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-116759214662126881?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/116759214662126881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=116759214662126881' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/116759214662126881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/116759214662126881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2006/12/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-116736156673940910</id><published>2006-12-28T19:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T19:06:06.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NOOOOOOOOOOOO</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ok I just saw a commercial for next thursday's CSI.. Terrible news, everybody! Gil Grissom is leaving the show!!! I'm not sure if it's voluntary or not, but either way, I plan to boycott CSI from now on! After all, what is CSI without Grissom? He makes the show. As imdb says,&lt;br /&gt;"Grissom is the wise, well educated loner, who seems to be the tough yet soft mentor to the rest of the crew. He likes to play with bugs and at times he seems not to forget what it means to be social. "&lt;br /&gt;I wish you well, William Petersen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-116736156673940910?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/116736156673940910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=116736156673940910' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/116736156673940910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/116736156673940910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2006/12/noooooooooooo.html' title='NOOOOOOOOOOOO'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-116726918077156934</id><published>2006-12-27T17:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T17:26:20.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Sarah Day</title><content type='html'>Since my grandparents just gave me money as opposed to a gift, I decided to spoil myself! Always good once in a while. I went and got a hair cut..for those of you who remember, I got a haircut the day we went to the WAVE concert..it kind of looks like that :) Chin length, flippy, and adorable. Got loads of new products to go with it, and a new shirt to boot. I feel like a whole new woman! So needless to say..I'm happy. Also, got 6 gorgous new sweaters for Christmas, 32 (yes, thirty two!) new pairs of earrings, and a portable dvd player, among many other gifts. So! Merry Sarah Day, everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-116726918077156934?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/116726918077156934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=116726918077156934' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/116726918077156934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/116726918077156934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2006/12/merry-sarah-day.html' title='Merry Sarah Day'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-116685203277710305</id><published>2006-12-22T21:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T21:33:52.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Bad day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So!This is probably the worst best day ever, or the best bad day. Either way! Work was H E Double hockey sticks, like I knew it would be. But before work dad, lisa and I went out for lunch, then lisa and I cruised the mall, then dad told me he and mom were matching what I was paying for my course. So far so good! And Rob let me get that 10 for $10 from Icings, so I got some new earrings and hair pretties to perk me up. Work though...Honestly was the most stressful and busy day I have ever had at San Fran EVER. I mean, last year halloween was rough, when Colleen and I did nothing but ring people through for like 6 hours straight. This on the other hand, was people needing to know prices, and oh can you get that picture down for me, and oh can you put batteries in this so I can see what it does? UUURg. And roberta was going out tonight since it's friday, so I let her go @ 8:30 even though she was scheduled till 9. And Ellen was gone at like 3, because her bf got fired yesterday and she had stuff to figure out etc. Tina brought over the presents from her and cody tonight, since cody has to work boxing day and that was the day we're going to strath to do my side..I got an awesomely gorgeous sweater..makes my boobs look good LOL. That makes three sweaters for christmas so far, which is pretty much all I wanted tee hee. Sorry. No teeheeing . I've had like 3 rock stars in the span of 8 hours just to keep going, and I popped some tylenols at about 6..I think they're finally meeting. For the past 4 days I've popped a couple xtra strengths half way through my shft, cuz of killer headaches..I tell myself its the stress, which I really hope it is. Anyways, cant concentrate on my music while I'm writing. Rob downloaded the new Evanescence CD for me *huge grin* Anyways, we leave for Ste. Anne bright and early tomorrow morning, meaning I probably won't post till after Christmas, as they only have (ech) dial up there heehee. So, merry Christmas to all!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-116685203277710305?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/116685203277710305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=116685203277710305' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/116685203277710305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/116685203277710305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2006/12/good-bad-day.html' title='Good Bad day'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-116646819459351176</id><published>2006-12-18T10:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T10:56:34.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Week from Heck</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Yes, that's what this is going to be. The week from heck. I work transit today, which is as you know, 9-7. But since my starter in my car is dead, Rob had to drive me on his way to work, so I was here at 7:45. Urrg. So I kind of slept beside my cash register for an hour lol. Anyways, then tues, wed, thurs, and friday I have 8 hour shifts at San Fran. Now, tues or wed Theresa is going to show up (she's the district manager) who last time she was here, threatened to fire ppl if the condition of the store didn't improve. Well, comon, crunch time before Christmas here- if it doesn't get better than it was on Saturday, ...someone's getting fired LOL. And friday I have to work 2:30- 10:30. The mall is open to 10 since its the last friday before Christmas. Blaaarg. But! Once I get it over with, if I survive it, Rob and I have our Christmas morning on the 23rd before packing up and heading to winipeg, which marks the beginning of 5 &lt;em&gt;glorious&lt;/em&gt; days off. Take that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-116646819459351176?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/116646819459351176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=116646819459351176' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/116646819459351176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/116646819459351176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2006/12/week-from-heck.html' title='Week from Heck'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-116615621221159579</id><published>2006-12-14T20:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T20:16:52.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE ROB SO MUCH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;News most excellent! I, Sarah Meush, will be returning to the educational journey. I will be enrolling in a Medical Terminalogy (MT) Certification course (MT lvls 1 &amp;amp; 2), starting January 13th. It runs for 10 weeks on Saturdays, 9-12 in the morning. The nice thing about it is that not only can I still work while taking it because it's only one short session a week, but it almost guarantees me a secretary or clerk position after completion, as EVERY one of those positions require the completion of that course. The only down side is the cost - $500 buckaroos. Which might not sound like a lot to some people, but when it's out of your own pocket, trust me .. it hurts. But Rob is amazing enough to sacrifice most of our Christmas money so that I can take it. Luckily we have all of our presents bought already, minus ours to eachother lol. I guess this is technically his present to me. Anyways, SO excited!! This combined with my clerical experience from transit will almost guarantee me a position after I finish it. And since the lowest wage starts at $12 an hour, I will be making as much as Rob. That will double my income! Oh, it shall be wonderful. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-116615621221159579?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/116615621221159579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=116615621221159579' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/116615621221159579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/116615621221159579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-love-rob-so-much.html' title='I LOVE ROB SO MUCH!'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-116585194490366764</id><published>2006-12-11T07:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T07:45:44.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling kinda dumpy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Down in the dumps, that is. I feel like life is just kind of plodding along..Every day I go to work, come home to tired to even look at dishes or laundry or anything like that..but if I don't do them they'll sit there till judgement day. Still, do I do them? Hah. More like curl up with a book, that's about all the energy I have these days. Winter sucks. I blame winter. I've been getting dizzy spells lately, it's weird. Like in church yesterday- just for a minute , maybe less, I felt so light headed and like the world was spinning (okay so the world IS spinning, but you know what I mean.) It's 9:30 a.m. already but it's still really dark and cloudy and dreary. Blech. Not helping to improve my awakeness. I feel like scrooge right now. Bah. Bah humbug. I'm tired and grumpy. I'll bet you $100 that tomorrow I'll feel so much better though. I think part of my downness is because I've been so swamped. Take for example, yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Wake up, go to church. After church, Suite Praise practice (S.P. is the name of my instrumental group). After that's done, couldn't go to Virginia's for lunch because I had to run to work. Got to work, surprise Roberta's working with me, yay! She let me go an hour early so I could have supper before choir practice at 6:30. Went out to my car and my starter is dead, had to wait for Rob to come down to the mall, he managed to start it. Got home, just took out some pickles when Tina called, "I'm coming to pick you up!" Tina had told people the wrong time, so we had to go to the church at 6 just in case people showed up at the time tina told them lol. Choir practice was good, I finally got my part after mucho practicing. Met ..oh shoot I can remember her husband's name but not hers..Darlene? Anyways, met her for the first time, she usually sits on the other side of the church. Actually really nice! After choir, had to stick around for the skit practice. Cody and I went through ours for the first time..I'm such a ham lol. Practice finally over, get to go home. An hour till bedtime, have to get up early for transit. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;But I get tomorrow off!!!!!!!! * hallelujahs and trumpets sounding* I plan to .............curl up with a book LMAO!!! Okay, and catch up on dishes. There.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-116585194490366764?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/116585194490366764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=116585194490366764' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/116585194490366764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/116585194490366764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2006/12/feeling-kinda-dumpy.html' title='Feeling kinda dumpy'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-116520657750951292</id><published>2006-12-03T20:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T20:29:37.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DuJour!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Okay so I just found an ancient tape with our lip sync dance for DuJour, and oh my gosh if you have a copy of one of our lip syncs buried somewhere, dig it out and watch it ! We so totally rock!!! To think that we choreographed and performed that whole Dujour song is like ..amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is my trip down memory lane today - Enjoy :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;p.s. I had a nightmare a couple nights ago, that I shot a cougar with a shotgun..then it turned into a puppy, so I was cradling it in my arms trying to make it better, but it died in my arms. I woke up bawling like a baby!! I still can't think about it without tearing up..The noises it made, I told Rob as I was blubbering, were just heartwrenching. I hope no one experiences such a horrible, realistic nightmare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-116520657750951292?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/116520657750951292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=116520657750951292' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/116520657750951292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/116520657750951292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2006/12/dujour.html' title='DuJour!!'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-116502993712769814</id><published>2006-12-01T19:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T19:26:45.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Turning 22</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yay, everybody dance! December 2nd (Saturday, tomorrow) is Rob's birthday! Looks like there's going to be an army of guys invading my place to pre-drink before we hit the bar, about 7 or 8 guys..luckily I don't think I'll be the only girl though, since it's Lorena's birthday on the second as well, I'm probably going to meet her, Lorena, and Jodi at Houston's. I'm so psyched- I got a whole new accesory set just for tomorrow-earrings, necklace, and bangles, G-O-R-G-US! Last time I went I used like half a thing of hairspray and actually had some volume, so that's the plan again this time. Okay, it was more like huge hair. Very exciting. But enough about that! Diet update: 2 weeks of a diet, averaging anywhere from 13oo calories to 1700. Which is okay, but not great. After a weepy afternoon of feeling sorry for myself (after giving in and having a 2000 calorie day the day before) and telling Rob how I feel so large and unpretty, he logically replied, "If it bugs you so much, why don't you just try harder on your diet?" And that stopped me. I almost replied, Well, I am trying! But I thought about it, and no, I wasn't. I was just going through the motions, saying the words, eatting a &lt;em&gt;little&lt;/em&gt; less, but not enough to make a difference. SO! I am VERY, EXTREMELY pleased to say! That in the past FOUR days! I have not eaten more than a thousand calories in a day. Anywhere from 700-900 some! That's enough of a change to drop a few. If I can keep this up! At least it'll be a start. And don't worry, I'm eating healthy-veggies every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaanyways, enough boredom. I'm gonna go job surf some more. I wanna get my nose pierced. Have a good night y'all!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-116502993712769814?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/116502993712769814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=116502993712769814' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/116502993712769814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/116502993712769814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2006/12/turning-22.html' title='Turning 22'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-116412899500199787</id><published>2006-11-21T09:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T09:09:55.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sniffle Sniffle</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Feeling very unloved here..I've been applying for a new job for like, two months now. And not a single bite! Am I just aiming too high? I mean, I do want my next job to earn me a pretty penny, but doesn't everyone? Am I overqualified, or worse, underqualified!? Why doesn't anyone want to hire me?! And I let slip last night on the phone, was talking to Eva (other transit woman) that I was looking for another job and she got all freaked and upset..I kind of tried to make it sound that I was just looking for part time, to replace San Fran, but that's &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; not the truth. I want ONE. Full time. Nice paying. Job. One. It's less hassle, less balancing and stressing and yeah. I just want one. I've been applying at the hospital because they have that kind of job, but the one I REALLY want, I probably won't hear for like 2 months if I got it or someone else. Sigh. Someone hire me : (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-116412899500199787?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/116412899500199787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=116412899500199787' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/116412899500199787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/116412899500199787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2006/11/sniffle-sniffle.html' title='Sniffle Sniffle'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-116354191208458903</id><published>2006-11-14T13:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T14:05:12.100-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas is here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Okay so it's not..I'm just feeling very festive because I've been listening to Christmas songs here @ work, then on my break went to A buck or two and looked at the decorations they just got in, and I've started decorating my house already, and we have our lights all up and MAN do they look good..we only had two strands last year, so this year we got two more, and changed the color..last year they were just your basic yellowish white bulb, so we bought a whole bunch of red and green ones and alternated, we have a couple spotlights on the front of the house, a red and blue one I think..wonder why Rob didn't set up the green spot instead of the blue..hmm I'll have to ask him that. Anyways, so I've been looking at group sheet music because my instrumental group @ church is needing song ideas because the music they ordered through Lighthouse still hasn't come in..our group is called Suite Praise, isn't that swanky? I never could have come up with that. There's really no point to this post, I'm just bored..the day has gone by surprisingly fast so far, but I feel like it's slowed to a crawl now. Only 2 hours till I can start cashing out, w00t! I finished my book like 2 hours ago, so I've just been surfing since then, but I don't feel like reading my backup book (the one I have in my bag as a spare in case I should finish my current book while at work.) I felt like reading it when I put it in my bag, but that was like 2 weeks ago, I don't feel so much like it now. Oh, my dieting is going good! I havn't seen any actual weightloss yet, but the only chocolate I've had since i started has been two reese cups . In a week?! I used to be eating anywhere from 200-4000!! Calories a day just in chocolate alone. I'm doing pretty dang good. And Rob bought me a whiteboard so that I can keep track every day of my total calories, if I exercised (so far not doing too hot on that one. Ok, doing freezing.) and if I've drank enough water. Not only does it stop me from eating more once I've reached a certain amount of calories, but it also makes me see &lt;em&gt;where&lt;/em&gt; a lot of my calories were coming from. Example: Breakfast, two pieces of toast. To cover both in :Peanut butter=370. Cheese wiz=180! One simple switch cuts my breakfast calories in half. The only problem with my system is at the end of the night when I go to record everything, I'm like, crap! I've had almost no water today! So then I try to cram my day's worth of water in , an hour before I go to bed. I havn't slept through the night in how many now..? lol. Also, I have a VERY sore throat, and pop like diet coke, helps it feel better-the bubbles feel good. But if I'm drinking pop, I'm not drinking my water. And stuff like coke and pepsi are actually dehydrants. Snucks. Anyways, sorry about this second massive post. Only an hour and a half, yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-116354191208458903?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/116354191208458903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=116354191208458903' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/116354191208458903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/116354191208458903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2006/11/christmas-is-here.html' title='Christmas is here!'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-116313457296365467</id><published>2006-11-09T20:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T20:56:12.980-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Goal</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ok, everyone! I have an announcement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting skinny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ok, well, that's the goal anyways. I am SO sick of being like, "I remember when I could fit those jeans", or "I can't remember the last time I felt attractive" so I have decided to do something about it. Between a change in eating habits after getting married, a reaction to my birth control pills, and lack of motion (i.e. when not working, I'm sitting watching tv or playing computer) I have gained..brace yourselves..65 pounds from my lowest weight. That's right. And I'm sick of being embarrased of the rolls I have now on my waist-I'm not comfortable with myself, and I hate it. I know that eating too much and doing too little are a big ..ok major..part of it. So! I have put myself on a rigid diet, for starters. Thankfully, the four bags of chocolate Rob bought for the trick or treaters is totally gone now, so it should make at least starting the diet a little easier. As for the exercise..I'm planning on walking the dog more, but really, who likes exercise? A crosstrainer is on my Christmas list, but even used, it could be anywhere close to $100.00. Crosstrainers are fun, they're about the only thing I could see myself sticking with. I find I don't have the time or inclination for exercise DVDs, and frankly, I find them boring as well. It's sucky though, because @ San Fran, especially now with the 120 boxes of stock to unload, I'm wiped after a day's work, I don't have the energy to work out. And I don't do a lot of actual &lt;em&gt;exercise&lt;/em&gt; at San Fran..some hard lifting, but nothing that is really a work out. Anyways, I don't know why I'm posting this.. I think just to keep my resolve in my head, that this time I really AM going to do it. My last couple attempts at a diet were forgotten within the week..going to the gym with Tina lasted what, a couple months? And again, my fault we stopped. This time though, this is it. I was lieing awake last night thinking about it, and it was the last straw. Rob started dating me when I was AT my skinniest-125 pounds. When we were married, I was about 160ish. Now - 190.. as embarrasing as it is to admit. I still remember when we'd started dating though-I asked Rob if he'd still like me if I was fat, if I started gaining weight. He said, "Of course! Mind you, 160 or so and that's getting pretty bad" or something along those lines. I remember something about 160. And if I'm way past that? I can't help but wonder if he actually still does find me attractive. And that's NOT something I enjoy thinking! So, here it is. My goal-By the time it's summer, I want to be 150. Yeah. That's 40 lbs in like 8 months, so that's 5 lbs a month. I can do that! I can probably even beat that, if I stick with it. The more overweight you are, the faster you lose weight at first. It's the plateau that kills..Anyways, to sum it up..encourage me &gt;_&lt;&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-116313457296365467?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/116313457296365467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=116313457296365467' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/116313457296365467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/116313457296365467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-goal.html' title='My Goal'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-116292797800463394</id><published>2006-11-07T11:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T11:32:58.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freaky Deaky</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ffff;"&gt;So I'm here @ Transit, surfing for Christmas sheet music (so I can have it &lt;em&gt;learned&lt;/em&gt; by Christmas) and I'm pulling my hair out. I remember like two years ago, I stumbled onto a website. It was made by a woman (with basketloads of talent) who took traditional Christmas songs and gave them her own twist. I remember I'd learned and performed one, two years back, and remembed the amazing quality. So, I wanted to find it again. Unfortunately, &lt;em&gt;nothing&lt;/em&gt; I searched brought it up. I was getting desperate. "&lt;em&gt;Woman who adds to Christmas songs on the piano for daughters&lt;/em&gt;" . Nothing. Anyways, completely discouraged after two hours of searching, I gave up and decided I'd have to learn regular old christmas songs. Looked at a few pages, nothing I liked, then I was reading a list on one page, and it said "clicking this link will open a new window on the Sally Deford website." WAAAAAH? CLICK!! &lt;strong&gt;That&lt;/strong&gt; was the name that had been bouncing around in my head but I couldn't quite remember. So! I found the website. Cool or what? I plan on not only relearning the song I did 2 years ago (RElearning isn't too difficult.) as well as learning a new one. So beautiful and haunting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.defordmusic.com/carolsforpiano.htm#poorandquiet"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;http://www.defordmusic.com/carolsforpiano.htm#poorandquiet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Listen to the mp3, it'll blow you away. Anyways, those are my musical aspirations. We'll see if they get learnt once the drama and choir practices start up. Cross your fingers and toes for me. Spanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-116292797800463394?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/116292797800463394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=116292797800463394' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/116292797800463394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/116292797800463394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2006/11/freaky-deaky.html' title='Freaky Deaky'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-116218322648943326</id><published>2006-10-29T20:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T20:40:26.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Party 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;So, last night the first annual Meush halloween party was held. Pictures follow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img208.imageshack.us/img208/958/016yv1.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us, duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img222.imageshack.us/img222/6851/148pr6.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;A fiersome Rob in complete costume..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img208.imageshack.us/img208/561/044vu3.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did someone fart, Ray?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img222.imageshack.us/img222/4017/066cf0.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lauren coaching my first Jello shooters, whoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img222.imageshack.us/img222/4449/223tr9.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I should post Lauren's face too lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img222.imageshack.us/img222/6158/014te1.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marc aka Hugh Hephner (sbs?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img222.imageshack.us/img222/6474/043ww1.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marc an hour later? Nice pose..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img222.imageshack.us/img222/7263/135lm5.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bunch of drunk guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img222.imageshack.us/img222/2548/077oi3.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bunch of drunk guys playing with laser pointers! lol&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, sorry the pics are so big. Had a blast, hope you like the pics!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-116218322648943326?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/116218322648943326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=116218322648943326' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/116218322648943326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/116218322648943326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2006/10/halloween-party-2006.html' title='Halloween Party 2006'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-116052779610959250</id><published>2006-10-10T17:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T17:49:56.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Job Swap</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First of all, I'd like to say a huge congrats to Tina, who applied for, and got, the Front Desk Assistant Manager position at the Royal Oak Inn. Yay T! And because of that, I am going to apply for her former job at the Vic Inn. If I choose to keep my transit job, I won't have to work any night shifts (they dont make you if you're in school or have a second job.) They don't need to know it's only one day a week :P I'll just ask that my days off fall on mondays and tuesdays, and that I work the evening shift on sunday so I will still be able to go to church. Oh, speaking of! I did my very first children's story this past sunday, and MY GOODNESS was that scary! I did pretty good, but wow it's so different being up there as opposed to sitting and watching someone do it. I have an idea for my next one already though! :) And last but not least, did I mention how excited I am about our halloween party?! It's going to be AWESOME. We're getting a fog machine, I mean, it's going to be wicked. SO psyched. I'll let you know how the planning progresses. Have a good night everyone ^_^&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-116052779610959250?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/116052779610959250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=116052779610959250' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/116052779610959250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/116052779610959250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2006/10/job-swap.html' title='Job Swap'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-115997539190670855</id><published>2006-10-04T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T08:23:11.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is Exciting</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Things I'm excited for:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;1) Neverwinter Nights 2-The sequel to one of the best games on Earth, Rob and I are going to play it together-he plans on being a Wizard, (he always is, as he loves the magic) and I'm going to be a Paladin, to balance him out and be the fighting half. It's going to be very fun ^_^&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;2) Thursday, day off!! Not only do Tina and I have plans, (since I havn't seen her in FOREVER!) but Rob also has the day off too, so when I'm done playing AOE2 or whatever @ Tina's, I have time to actually spend with Rob.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;3) Not this weekend but the one after, I have a training session at 10..I'd applied to work the elections, as you make like 100? 200? a day? It'll be awesome. But that's not why I'm excited. We (as in a big group, Rob's buddies from work, Francis, a girl from San Fran, and I) are all going to the bar, probably Houston's but it depends, apparantly there's all old ppl there on sat.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;4) Getting out of San Fran. Doggonit, I am so determined to get out of there now, I've just had enough. I spent a couple hours looking at job sites, sending out resumes..doubt I'll get anything for a while, but hey. If I got offered a job tomorrow, screw the fact that I'd be leaving right before the Halloween rush. I should have left a long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;5) Halloween. Yes, Halloween excites me! Last year we'd just got married, honeymooned, we had no money to decorate for Halloween. But this year! Boo yeah, Rob's letting me, and he's been quite a dear when every other day I come home with something else to add to our growing pile. We still havn't worked the kinks out of what to do for our Halloween party-he's checking into details about renting the hall beneath Cezary's place, then we'll see..&lt;br /&gt;6) I actually found that library book that I'd lost! Yay, now I don't have to pay for it, tra lala la!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;7) Warm feet. Yesterday was quite mild, and as I put my shoes on to go to work, I thought, Hey, I'd better bring my sandals, I know my feet are going to get hot and stinky. So I brought my sandals, and threw them on as soon as I got to work. Wore my sandals home, and forgot my shoes at work. And as I was walking away from the building towards my car, I thought about my forgotten shoes, didn't want to go back, but I remember thinking, Just you watch, tomorrow it will rain and all I'll have is my sandals. Well...no rain, but frost. My poor little frozen toes! Needless to say, I threw my shoes on when I got to work. Stinky? That's nothing, as long as they're warm.&lt;br /&gt;8) The day Norm retires. I will rejoice. I hate that man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I think I'll leave you on that spiteful little note. Have a splendiferous day!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-115997539190670855?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/115997539190670855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=115997539190670855' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/115997539190670855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/115997539190670855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2006/10/life-is-exciting.html' title='Life is Exciting'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-115920309900430118</id><published>2006-09-25T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T09:51:39.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>October 1st</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;As you all should remember, a very special event happened about a year ago, on Oct 1st, 2005. What event? Rob and I got married, sillies! Yes, our one year wedding anniversary is this weekend. To celebrate, we're kenneling the dog for the weekend, and taking a trip to Regina. We decided not to get eachother sentimental gifts, but instead something practical and something we both need-so we're buying eachother new winter jackets.. lol..honeymoon's over :P (Just kidding!) True, the dog can get annoying, work tiring, keeping bills straight a hassle, but all in all this year has been one of the best in my life. Anyways, I have other things I should be doing (I'm @ transit right now) so ..caio!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-115920309900430118?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/115920309900430118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=115920309900430118' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/115920309900430118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/115920309900430118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2006/09/october-1st.html' title='October 1st'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-115868607089412267</id><published>2006-09-19T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T10:14:30.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stock Came In Yesterday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;95 boxes. Oh yeah, I remember now.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-115868607089412267?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/115868607089412267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=115868607089412267' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/115868607089412267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/115868607089412267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2006/09/stock-came-in-yesterday.html' title='Stock Came In Yesterday'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-115820606879664458</id><published>2006-09-13T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T20:54:28.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's That Time Again!</title><content type='html'>Hello hello! That's right, we're gearing up for yet another year of Halloween fun at San Fran. We're getting our first shipment on monday, about 95 boxes, then another 60 a week later. Apparently we were supposed to have gotten two shipments already, and that the 95 is supposed to be our third wave, but I dunno..I didn't really have time to ask Ellen about it, she was calling from Edmonton..at some Manager's meeting there. But she's back tomorrow, then the real fun starts; reshelving, assembling boxes, packing up all the summer stuff...yup, I'm glad I have to work transit until monday-then I miss all the prepping, and just get the fun part of unpacking all the cool new costumes. Our plan is for Ellen and I to be pimps, and then the skinny girls like Roberta, Lorena, and Linsey will be our hoes :P heehee..well linsey's really..meek? But I know wild horses couldn't stop Roberta lol. Anyways, as horrible as it was last year, the closer it gets, the more excited I get. Just watch, I'll get in on monday, see all those boxes, and be like, "oh yeah. I remember now. Crap." But for now, I blissfully don't clearly remember last year, so it's all good. Anyways, I'm so psyched I'm posting one of the costumes we sold last year..isn't he adorable?!? ^_^&lt;br&gt;&lt;embed src="http://img127.imageshack.us/slideshow/smilplayer.swf" width="325" height="325" name="smilplayer" id="smilplayer" bgcolor="FFFFFF" menu="false" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" flashvars="my_blog_id=ODU4MTM%3D&amp;id=img127/1313/21562ni8.jpg.0.smil"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-115820606879664458?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/115820606879664458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=115820606879664458' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/115820606879664458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/115820606879664458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2006/09/its-that-time-again.html' title='It&apos;s That Time Again!'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-115785984106689493</id><published>2006-09-09T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T20:44:01.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Laaaaaaaa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Yeah, so after a successful first go at singing in our new Brandon church, Tina and I are slotted to do another special music this coming sunday =D....slightly unfortunately, it's with Albert. Not that I have anything against the man, but..Tina and I sound good together, soprano and alto, our voices have always blended nicely. Throw in a male opera singer-wannabe (ok so maybe that's a bit harsh..he has a nice voice, but I find it a little overdone for my taste) anyways, he's kind of ..involved himself, and put in a way we couldn't say no. At first I didn't mind but now..I dunno. Am I being selfish for wanting it to be just me and Tina? I mean, it's all done in worship, but I do find I kind of resent the man. Ever since I joined the church (same time as Tina) Tina and I have done everything the same-both been on the Christmas choir, etc. Yet! Albert asked Tina to be on the worship team with him, not me. Several times. I was put as the substitute. And when Tina couldn't make a worship team sunday? He didn't even call me! Ouch! The only reason I was actually put on the worship team was because a nice lady asked why I wasn't, and if I wanted to, then was like, "Leave it to me ;)" Poof! Suddenly on the worship team. Thank you nice lady. Now, don't get me wrong, I'm not mad at Tina an ounce, but Alfred made me feel kind of unwanted, like when given a choice, he'd picked Tina over me. That hurts. So when Tina and I decided to do something and now he wants in on MY thing? Well he didn't include me first, it ruffles my feathers to have him insinuate himself onto my space. Anyways, this wasn't intended to be a post complaining about anyone, I guess I kind of got carried away. Feels good to get that out of my system.&lt;br /&gt;     Hey, and something else! Rob and I were on the way to the movie theater tonight to see The Covenant (very good! Highly recommend!) and as we were going down that hill in front of the sportsplex, there were some kids on the sidewalk, and one kind of stepped onto the street. "Watch out for those kids," I said. "I see them," Rob replied, as the kid stepped back onto the sidewalk. All of a sudden, just before we were right on top of them, the three kids ran into the street, without even looking! Rob SLAMMED on his brakes (and I do mean slammed), honked, and yelled out the window at them. They froze (in the street no less, and with oncoming traffic not too far) looked at us, and kept going. Just like that! I had my hand on my heart because it scared me so much...by the time we drove a block, I was bawling. It was just so close! If Rob hadn't been specifically watching for them to step into the street, I have no doubt in my mind we'd have run into them, maybe even run them over. And that thought scared me so much, I couldn't control it-I cried and cried. Felt silly afterwards, but I guess the shock of what almost had happened was too much. I'm okay now :) anyways, I think it's about sleeptime, since I have to be at the church by 9 for one more runthrough. With Albert. Glurg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-115785984106689493?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/115785984106689493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=115785984106689493' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/115785984106689493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/115785984106689493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2006/09/laaaaaaaa.html' title='Laaaaaaaa!'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-115682416050808318</id><published>2006-08-28T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T21:02:40.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll think of something imaginative..eventually..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;SO! Prepare yourself for another boring post about work. Nah, just kidding. I'm just going to complain that I'll have no life for the next two months. Linda, the full time woman from transit, is now officially on her holidays, meaning I have &lt;em&gt;at least&lt;/em&gt; two of those lovely 10 hour days every week. And then starting halfway through Sept and continuing through to the end of Oct, I'll be practically living at the mall when I'm not working transit. Why, you ask? Halloween's coming up, duh. And I'm the only one there who's ever done a San Fran Halloween. Scary thought! Anyways, enough about work, I promise. What else? Well, lately Rob and I have been getting really psyched..we're planning on going to Italy in 2-3 years, because our house will be paid off next December, and his car not long afterwards, so......yay! Both of us have &lt;em&gt;always&lt;/em&gt; dreamed of going to Italy..for me it was a choice between Italy or Belize, and you all know what I picked..no regrets, I loved it, but now we have a chance to go to our other dream place. And to end this wonderful post, all you wonderful women, go to this wonderful site. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weebls-stuff.com/toons/choccy/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;http://www.weebls-stuff.com/toons/choccy/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-115682416050808318?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/115682416050808318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=115682416050808318' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/115682416050808318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/115682416050808318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2006/08/ill-think-of-something.html' title='I&apos;ll think of something imaginative..eventually..'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-115558076991537013</id><published>2006-08-14T11:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T11:41:45.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gotcha</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed id="smilplayer" name="smilplayer" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" src="http://img238.imageshack.us/slideshow/smilplayer.swf" width="150" height="100" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="my_blog_id=ODU4MTM%3D&amp;amp;id=img238/1139/bug1ge0.jpg.1.smil" menu="false" bgcolor="FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Punchbuggy no return.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-115558076991537013?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/115558076991537013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=115558076991537013' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/115558076991537013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/115558076991537013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2006/08/gotcha.html' title='Gotcha'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-115444751292619951</id><published>2006-08-01T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T08:52:41.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Ok well I'll make this snappy, this laptop at work I swear is the devil incarnate and loves to shut down just when I'm doing something long and important. No pic of my tattoo (that's because I'm posting from work). Kinda snucks, I guess I didn't wash it enough when I first got it and I guess it got infected? Because the base of the ankh is ..scaley, almost, and a more faded greyish. Scaley in the texture of the coloring, not actual I-can-feel scales. Anyways, umm work work work, that's all I do..my only day off this week between my 2 jobs is thursday, on which I have a union meeting. Blarg. I'm addicted to Oblivion. Awesomest game, look it up, buy it. Only problem is it takes an amazing computer to run it (or an XBox 360, which is the one thing I will never in my life buy-it's no different than a plain XBox, yet the plain xbox games won't run on a 360, or vice versa..so to get the cool new games like Oblivion, people are forced to buy the 360 even when they have a perfectly good xbox. I refuse.) ANYWAYS! Takes an amazing computer to run-Rob's comp is good enough, when all the settings are set on the lowest of lows, but my comp isn't good enough to run it at all. So! Rob and I are forced to share the computer, which is really really hard when we both want to play is nonstop. "Comon, my turn! You've been on there for 3 hours!" "Well, I only got 2 hours last time before you kicked me off, give me another hour." Wow. We sound like children. Anyways,...just killing time. I'm soooo bored. Only 8 hours and 19 minutes to go!!.. Urg. I wanna go home. Aaaaah, and I have to get up early tomorrow again, wahhh! I open SanFran tomorrow. I hate working. Work sucks. I know. Shhh. Who said that? I did. I'm losing my mind. Only 8 hours and 16 minutes to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-115444751292619951?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/115444751292619951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=115444751292619951' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/115444751292619951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/115444751292619951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2006/08/ok-well-ill-make-this-snappy-this.html' title='&lt;Insert Title Here&gt;'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-115223001939943747</id><published>2006-07-06T16:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T17:10:21.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SECOND TATTOO!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;That's right, Sarah's got the itch again, and after looking at tat designs for like a month, I finally found one I absolutely have fallen in love with! Check it out!&lt;a href="http://img394.imageshack.us/my.php?image=rnf00350color6mw.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Free Image Hosting at " src="http://img394.imageshack.us/img394/214/rnf00350color6mw.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tadaaaa! Tomorrow morning, baby! That puppy's going on my right bicep (which I have, since T and I have been going to the gym) SO psyched! Anyone else psyched? Probably not, probably don't care a lick, but I'm excited. Mom's gonna kill me though-putting a symbol on my arm and all, but oh well. If you're gonna get a tattoo, it should be pretty, something you like, or represent something you like, and well if you know me at all you know I've always and always will love ancient egypt stuff, so it makes sense. Anyways, gonna go get supper now. I'll try and post a pic uuh tomorrow, more likely day after, to show you lovelies how it turned out. Oh, and as a last minute thought I guess I should mention that I asked Ellen (manager @ San Fran) and &lt;strong&gt;yours truely&lt;/strong&gt; is now the new......Assistant Manager!!!! Woot! Title only, no raise or anything, but still! That will be &lt;strong&gt;beautiful &lt;/strong&gt;on a resumé! Anyways, thats all for now. Ciao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-115223001939943747?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/115223001939943747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=115223001939943747' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/115223001939943747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/115223001939943747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2006/07/second-tattoo.html' title='SECOND TATTOO!!'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-115171844073073537</id><published>2006-06-30T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T18:47:20.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Apologies</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Pretty pink...Sorry for unposting for so long, but I wanted to be sure someone saw that post. Not that it matters, I guess, not a single comment since I posted last! Tsk tsk people. I'm close to feeling unloved here. Anyways, for more eventful matters, I just finished a four day stint at the transit center, covering for the full time girl since her father-in-law passed away. I'm NEVER IN MY LIFE doing that again. Sure, I just made loads of moolah, but at the price of my sanity? Slightly not worth it. I want to bang some pots around and make myself some supper, but Rob's napping on the couch. And I want to eat that cake he brought home from work, but not before I have something more healthy and filling in my belly. Belly. Belly. See what I mean about sanity? Gone? Really, honestly, one day a week is good enough for me. Even then, after 40 hours in 4 days in that tiny little corner has totally changed how I see that place. It feels more like home than home does, after a stint like that. I don't know how the full time girl does it! It totally sucks to work late, have a couple hours, then have to go to bed early because you have to get up early and do it all over again. I'm gonna go take some tylenol. Maybe it'll take my mind off the cake. Belly. Belly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-115171844073073537?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/115171844073073537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=115171844073073537' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/115171844073073537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/115171844073073537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2006/06/apologies.html' title='Apologies'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-115004903702890650</id><published>2006-06-11T11:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T10:56:05.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad Event</title><content type='html'>It is with a heavy heart I report that the last relic I brought back with me from Belize has now gone missing. When in Belize, I'd bought 2 necklaces-after losing the first one within a year, I made sure I took special care of the second. Unfortunately, I guess that wasn't enough, and now it's gone. Sigh. It was last seen in my bathroom approx. 2 weeks ago. Here's a picture of it -should anyone have any info on its whereabouts. Anyways, that's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img116.imageshack.us/my.php?image=missing0fn.jpg" target="_blank" border="0"&gt;&lt;img alt="Free Image Hosting at ImageShack.us" src="http://img116.imageshack.us/img116/1330/missing0fn.th.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-115004903702890650?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/115004903702890650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=115004903702890650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/115004903702890650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/115004903702890650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2006/06/sad-event.html' title='Sad Event'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-114989744599525356</id><published>2006-06-09T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T16:57:26.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW CAR!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yeah, so since Rob's white car &lt;finally&gt; died, we (duh) had to buy a new car. We ended up finding a steal of a deal, and eventually got a 2001 silver chevy cavalier. Niiiiiice car, and it's so new! It's the newest car rob and I have ever had :P lol anyways, needless to say Rob is &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;very&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; excited about his new baby. I encourage you to look up a pic on google, surprisingly enough Rob hasn't put the pictures he took onto his computer yet, otherwise I'd share them. Anyways, that's all thats new. Go see the Omen! Scarey beyond words!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-114989744599525356?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/114989744599525356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=114989744599525356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/114989744599525356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/114989744599525356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2006/06/new-car.html' title='NEW CAR!!!'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-114956124777887696</id><published>2006-06-05T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T19:34:07.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Wow FINALLY!! Tomorrow, I have a day off!! Since I got called in to work on my last day off, I've worked &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9 days straight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, 3 of which have been 10 hour shifts. So tomorrow, I have a whole day!!! &lt;em&gt;OH&lt;/em&gt; I'm just so happy. And tired. I'm like...limp, I'm just so overworked and relieved to have even just one day. Then I work wed, then I have 2 days off! That's right! &lt;em&gt;In a row&lt;/em&gt;! And then on Sunday, Rob's taking me to the fair and we're getting one of those old time like photos done :D (yay! I love them!) then going to Mom's grad. Whee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-114956124777887696?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/114956124777887696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=114956124777887696' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/114956124777887696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/114956124777887696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2006/06/wow-finally-tomorrow-i-have-day-off.html' title=''/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-114792486555682471</id><published>2006-05-17T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T21:03:28.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blinkyou.com/glitters.php" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.blinkyou.com/glitters.php" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://image.blinkyou.com/glitter_images/hellodorkredblack.gif" border="0" alt="Check Out Blinkyou.com for thousands of custom glitters and layouts" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-114792486555682471?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/114792486555682471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=114792486555682471' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/114792486555682471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/114792486555682471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-love-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-114792282037391137</id><published>2006-05-17T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T20:27:00.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Updation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Nothing new really, I've just been studying studying studying bus routes. My last day of training is tomorrow- I work 9-12 at SF, then 2-7 at the Transit Center. I'm getting my keys and I.D. pass tomorrow ^_^ I'm a little nervous, but I think it'll be okay- I did some phone answering on tuesday, and that to me is the hardest part, so I think I'll be fine. It's actually quite fun working there-and when it's dead, if I'm not going over bus routes, I can read, play on the laptop, buy a lottery ticket..it's SO much more relaxed there as compared to San Fran. So that's that..we're working on getting another loan so we can buy Rob a new car-that white thing is starting to give up, and it's high time anyways. We're trying to get the 2000 black Tiburon we found, but there's so many people looking at it, we'll see if we get the loan in time :S Oh well..no worries..We're going out to his family's cabin @ Big Whiteshell for the long weekend, woohoo! Exciting. I love the cabin. Oh, and we fixed my car, finally! It's needed it ever since the accident this past winter (rob slid into a curb) we'd fixed only the essential, what it needed to be mobile. Well, we took it in on thursday, they raised it up and said, "Here's your problem" and shook the tire back and forth--&lt;em&gt;sideways&lt;/em&gt;. I was like, I've been driving on that?!? But it's fixed now. And we're getting rob a new one, so we'll be all set. Anyways, off to play AOE III with Rob :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-114792282037391137?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/114792282037391137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=114792282037391137' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/114792282037391137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/114792282037391137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2006/05/updation_17.html' title='Updation'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-114740549459177728</id><published>2006-05-11T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T20:44:54.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;I don't think I remembered to mention it in any of my previous posts, so hey, guess what? I bleached Rob's hair a couple days ago, and at the same time, I dyed mine- Blue Black! It's pretty sweet, and actually doesn't look bad on me. So that's cool. Also, I went for some training today. Because the Transit Center sells lottery tickets, I needed training on that, but that's not covered by the city of Brandon, actually Manitoba Lottery is responsible for the training. So I went for a session today (it's actually quite complex :S) And it was with half a dozen other people, ALL of which had been doing it for months BEFORE actually coming to the training. So the pressure to "soak it all up" and remember it all was quite intense, as I was the only one there who had ZERO experience. But! I am now a Ticket Terminal Certified Operator-with a certificate and everything! Can you say resumé addition? Anyways, thats about all that's new here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-114740549459177728?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/114740549459177728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=114740549459177728' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/114740549459177728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/114740549459177728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-dont-think-i-remembered-to-mention.html' title='&lt;Insert Witty Title&gt;'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-114722525888534123</id><published>2006-05-09T18:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T18:40:58.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Day!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Well! What a WONDERFUL day it's been! Ever have one of those days? (well I sure hope so) where just everything seems to be going right? First off, I got a call this morning from a Carla at Brandon Transit..!!!!!!!!!!:D She apologised, she realised they were supposed to notify on friday who got the job but they had trouble checking out some references-She said, and I quote: "You did an excellent interview, and we'd like to offer you the position". I SAID I felt good about that interview! WOOOOOOOOOT!! My training starts thursday. Also, I talked to Ellen, she's got another girl lined up-a little older this time, she said, so hopefully a little more responsible too (meaning won't quit after the first day) so hopfully she'll be trained in time so I get my long weekend Sat off. And lastly, to complete my splendiferous day, I applied for a credit card a couple weeks ago, and one came in the mail today :D My very first credit card! Very exciting. So thank you to all who've been encouraging and praying for me, it looks like it all worked out :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-114722525888534123?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/114722525888534123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=114722525888534123' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/114722525888534123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/114722525888534123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2006/05/great-day.html' title='Great Day!!'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-114702798451226286</id><published>2006-05-07T11:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T11:53:04.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad News</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff33;"&gt;I didn't get the job, but by the sounds of it I was a close second. And for the second time in a row, the new girl quit after only a three hour shift. Kinda bummed, because no new girl=Sarah can't get the long weekend off to go to the cabin with Rob=unhappy Rob=unhappy Sarah. What a vicious circle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-114702798451226286?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/114702798451226286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=114702798451226286' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/114702798451226286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/114702798451226286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2006/05/bad-news.html' title='Bad News'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-114672202302532009</id><published>2006-05-03T22:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T22:53:43.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Updation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How to compete with Tina's $1.50 raise post...? Just kidding, no competition. Rob got a raise as well, so it looks like everybody's moving up in the world. Me, I'm just working to get minimum wage on my paycheque now...they haven't been paying me that extra fifteen cents, darn it :P This morning I had an interview at the City Hall, for a position of Transit Office Clerk-only one day a week (monday or tuesday) 9 am - 7 pm (long day when there's no bathrooms in the building) but it's $11.88 an hour! And the union is pushing for over 12 now, is what the interviewer lady told me..on the low down, mind you, nothing official. Anyways, I have high hopes that I'll get that job..there's a new girl starting at San Fran tomorrow, meaning my hours will be lessened, and well, &lt;em&gt;less&lt;/em&gt; money is not the direction I want to be heading. If I got this job, I'd be making enough there to suppliment my staying at SF. Which I would much rather, combining those 2 instead of a new full time job..sure the hours at San Fran suck, the nights are boring, and I do nothing but complain every day when I get home, but deep down I think I love it. Pretty sure, anyways :P They said they're letting the sucessful applicant (singular, meaning I only have one shot) know on Friday, and could want them to start training as soon as this Saturday. Well hey, I have this Saturday off..the first in uuh how many months? Maybe it's a good sign :) I'll post on Sat if I have good news or not :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-114672202302532009?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/114672202302532009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=114672202302532009' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/114672202302532009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/114672202302532009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2006/05/updation.html' title='Updation'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-114567752080821047</id><published>2006-04-21T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T20:45:20.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Strath Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Yay for seeing Drama and yay for seeing Janna :) That about sums it up. We were a little afraid that Rob's car was going to die on us on the way in (soon! SO soon we're getting him a new car! Can't wait!!) but we made it to Strath just in time. The production was excellent, I loved the scene with all the colorful hippie costumes, and that "Those Canan Days" song-my two favorite parts. I desperately wish I could have been in this play! All the singing and dancing and cool costumes...sigh. Then we booked it to Janna's afterwards, which was the first time seeing her in a year! Got to see all her Africa pictures, very cool. I'm honestly surprised you're not in more of a funk, janna..I know I would be. Or maybe you're funking over something or some&lt;em&gt;one&lt;/em&gt; else, so your Africa funk isn't as bad. That's my theory. Then I ran into Brynne and Janna on my lunchbreak (Janna overload, I know :P) lol. They were nice enough to sit with me and watch me eat lol all in all a very good day..very boring day at work though. I did talk to the cutest little old lady I've ever met though! Oh I could've eaten her up, she was SO cute. And so friendly. Unfortunately the guy I'm SO sure is Matthew Ewashko didn't come in today to pick up more knives like he said he was going to-maybe he'll come in tomorrow, so I can embarrass myself by finding out he's totally not who I think he is. Yeah. Worship team practice tomorrow, woot! And Rob FINALLY has a sunday off, so he can come to church with me! Second sunday he's had off since we moved to Brandon, with the exceptions of weekends he gets off to go to wpg. So that'll be nice, people will be reminded as to who my other half is. Can't wait till payday, my cheque's gonna be niiiice. Only because my last one was tinily pathetic (tinily? tiny-ly?) so it's making up for it. And I darn well better get 7.60 on it, minimum wage has gone up, darn it! I havn't gotten it on the last two cheques, but I keep telling myself that's because they're paying me for the hours I worked before min wage went up. Well, no excuses any more, I'll be spitting mad if I don't get my extra ten cents an hour!!! (thats right, spitting. Huck ptewy.) Those people are dirty too...I was 4 months overdue for my raise, and they finally gave me one..two weeks before the min wage went up. Cheap!!! But what can I do? They did give me a raise, even though it was almost half a year late (grumble grumble) I pity anyone who's read all this, because there's absolutely nothing in here worth reading-I should go to bed, my brain's going a mile a minute. As this post goes to show. Rob bought me 4 cream eggs when he went grocery shopping today. Yum ^_^ Yeah, I'm working hard to make money, and while I'm working , he goes and spends it. Just kidding though-I was taking pickles for lunch ..we needed groceries lol. Stop reading now, do something useful! Or even worth while! Arrrg I need sleep..............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-114567752080821047?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/114567752080821047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=114567752080821047' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/114567752080821047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/114567752080821047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2006/04/fun-strath-day.html' title='Fun Strath Day'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-114542174775750219</id><published>2006-04-18T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T21:42:27.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Real Life Drama</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Because Brad's brother died recently, Rob's been forced to take over Brad's shifts for an undertermined amount of time. So from now on he works 12-8, which isn't terrible since I mostly work till 9:30. But! I got thursday off, and we were going to leave for Strath after Rob got off work at 4. But now if he works till 8..? We can't go! So he's going to ask his boss if he can work till 6 or something that day. So I'm crossing my fingers his boss will be sypathetic, seeing as we had these plans for weeks, and it corresponded with his normal workdays before Brad dropped out. If not, I'll have to take Cody. Now, don't get me wrong, I have nothing against Cody, no offence to you dude, but.....you're so not Rob. So cross you fingers for me, and hope Rob catches his boss in a good mood.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-114542174775750219?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/114542174775750219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=114542174775750219' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/114542174775750219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/114542174775750219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2006/04/real-life-drama.html' title='Real Life Drama'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-114515818109763733</id><published>2006-04-15T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T20:29:41.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So I Can't Be Called a Loser</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A- Age: 19, I'm an old bag now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;B- Band you're listening to: uh nothing at the moment, but my current favorite is Stabilo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;C- Crush: Rob&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;D- Dad's name: Don&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E- Easiest person to talk to: Rob&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;F- Favourite ice cream: gotta be cookie dough&lt;br /&gt;G- Gummy worms or gummy bears: bears, for sure&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;H- Hometown: Brandon now I guess&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I- Instruments: flute, piano&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;J- Junior High (high school): SCS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;K- Kids:not for a good while yet&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;L- Longest car ride ever: I dont know, I've been on a few long ones&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;M- Mom's name: Marian&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;N- Nicknames: Chicken Lady. They just won't forget it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O- One wish: To go to Belize with Rob&lt;br /&gt;P- Phobia[s]: Underwater scenes, being backed over in a parking lot&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Q- Quote: "I love the way you move, like melted butter on a bald monkey."&lt;br /&gt;R- Reason to smile: It's finally summer ^_^&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;S- Song you sang last: Hallelujah My Father, this morning @ choir&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;T- Time you woke up today: 8:30&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;U- Unknown fact about me: uuuuuh..I have two belly buttons. Yeah. Right.&lt;br /&gt;V- Vegetable[s]: like some, hate some.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;W-Worst Habit: Well, since I stopped biting my nails, I'd have to say eating compulsively.&lt;br /&gt;Y - Years since you've been to church: This morning for choir practice, does that count? If not, last sunday.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Z- Zodiac sign: Aries&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-114515818109763733?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/114515818109763733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=114515818109763733' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/114515818109763733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/114515818109763733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2006/04/so-i-cant-be-called-loser.html' title='So I Can&apos;t Be Called a Loser'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-114498272367128190</id><published>2006-04-13T19:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T19:45:23.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yay!! After working 7 days straight, I finally get a day off!! Yeah I know it's no big deal, Rob does it all the time..but for little old lazy Sarah? Comon people. Anyways, the only reason I had to work all week was both because it's approaching Easter, so we're required to have more people on per day, AND because Linsey was writing her exams this week, leaving the other 3 of us to cover the normal &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; extra hours. I couldn't believe it either, she tried to get out of working today! When she didn't show up at 1:30, I called her. She claimed she didn't know she was supposed to work today, and because she didn't know, she didn't want to have to come in. I was a little ticked about that...we've covered &lt;em&gt;all week&lt;/em&gt; for her. So now she complains about having to come in for a shift that she was scheduled to work? I think not. Get your butt to work, just like the rest of us. Anyways, that's my work rant for today. That and Ellen was an hour late, even though she called 1/2 hour ahead and said she'd be late because she was stuck behind a train. She's used the train excuse before. I just don't even care any more. Okay, work rant complete. This coming thursday, we're going out to Strath to see the drama production, Joseph and the Technicolored Dreamcoat, or something along those lines. SO psyched!! Yup. Today we bought one of those standing, over-the-toilet cabinets from Walmart. Little on the expensive side, but real purdey. Rob's had to fight to make it fit though-it's like a milimeter too wide, eep! But he's a smart one, he got it to work. Anyways, we rented a game from BB and the guys are waiting on me. Gotta run :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;p.s. Select paperbacks at Value Village sell for .33 cents plus tax. Forbidden Flavors (The Ice Cream/Used Book Store on 18th) apparently buys paperbacks for $3.00 a piece, with which you can use towards ice cream purchases, coffee, or store credit. So, since I have a dozen books I bought from VV that I'm done with, I think I'll wander down to FF :P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-114498272367128190?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/114498272367128190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=114498272367128190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/114498272367128190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/114498272367128190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2006/04/easter-weekend_13.html' title='Easter Weekend'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-114498267791526461</id><published>2006-04-13T19:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T19:44:37.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yay!! After working 7 days straight, I finally get a day off!! Yeah I know it's no big deal, Rob does it all the time..but for little old lazy Sarah? Comon people. Anyways, the only reason I had to work all week was both because it's approaching Easter, so we're required to have more people on per day, AND because Linsey was writing her exams this week, leaving the other 3 of us to cover the normal &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; extra hours. I couldn't believe it either, she tried to get out of working today! When she didn't show up at 1:30, I called her. She claimed she didn't know she was supposed to work today, and because she didn't know, she didn't want to have to come in. I was a little ticked about that...we've covered &lt;em&gt;all week&lt;/em&gt; for her. So now she complains about having to come in for a shift that she was scheduled to work? I think not. Get your butt to work, just like the rest of us. Anyways, that's my work rant for today. That and Ellen was an hour late, even though she called 1/2 hour ahead and said she'd be late because she was stuck behind a train. She's used the train excuse before. I just don't even care any more. Okay, work rant complete. This coming thursday, we're going out to Strath to see the drama production, Joseph and the Technicolored Dreamcoat, or something along those lines. SO psyched!! Yup. Today we bought one of those standing, over-the-toilet cabinets from Walmart. Little on the expensive side, but real purdey. Rob's had to fight to make it fit though-it's like a milimeter too wide, eep! But he's a smart one, he got it to work. Anyways, we rented a game from BB and the guys are waiting on me. Gotta run :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;p.s. Select paperbacks at Value Village sell for .33 cents plus tax. Forbidden Flavors (The Ice Cream/Used Book Store on 18th) apparently buys paperbacks for $3.00 a piece, with which you can use towards ice cream purchases, coffee, or store credit. So, since I have a dozen books I bought from VV that I'm done with, I think I'll wander down to FF :P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-114498267791526461?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/114498267791526461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=114498267791526461' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/114498267791526461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/114498267791526461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2006/04/easter-weekend.html' title='Easter Weekend'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-114437821865628606</id><published>2006-04-06T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T19:50:18.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sub Shop</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;So, me being the wonderful daughter, am going to Strath to run the sub shop for mom on my only day off for 8 days. Aren't I great? I know. Rob and I are going to hold down the fort while they go to Regina for a Baptist Union meeting. We also get to bring Lisa back with us to spend the night, as the parents won't be back till Saturday night. As to where she spends the night is up to her-Tina offered to take her for the night because they have more room, but for that very reason, they've had her bout half a dozen nights, and we've &lt;em&gt;never&lt;/em&gt; had her spend the night. I bought a few things from work for Lisa-things I've been eyeing that I knew she'd like. I'm such a suck lol. And for a work rant, today I put up ALL the wood framed pictures - an entire day's job, since there is lots and they're VERY heavy. And I also totally redid the Wheelie Shoe section because Colleen couldn't get it to work for her. Ellen? Did a run to the bank to get change. That's ALL the work she did today! There's still some boxes of stock from more than a week ago, when we got the 55 boxes. Arrrg. Anyways, that's all the complaining I'll do for now. Rob and I bought a new chair..not a recliner, just a comfy chair. Like a recliner that doesn't recline :) It doesn't exactly match the rest of our interior (it's kinda goldy) but it was only $20 at Value Village! A steal, since it's in perfect condition (and it doesn't even smell :P) We also got the expansion to Starcraft for $5 :D That was a good deal too. Anyways, gotta run, I'm going to install it now! Hope you all had as good of a day as I've had. Yeah, it's been pretty good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-114437821865628606?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/114437821865628606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=114437821865628606' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/114437821865628606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/114437821865628606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2006/04/sub-shop.html' title='Sub Shop'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-114326065221857044</id><published>2006-03-24T20:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T20:24:12.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. Pen!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Aaaah Al! I loved it so much I just had to post it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following is an excerpt from an ecard I got for my birthday, written in the timeless fashion of our old dear friend, Mr. Pen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Your eyes sparkle like the ends of two tacks&lt;br /&gt;Your nose reminds me of my dearest Gandalf&lt;br /&gt;And your lips carress your face like two moldy twizzlers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, I love you too =D&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/8526451-114326065221857044?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/114326065221857044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=114326065221857044' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/114326065221857044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/114326065221857044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2006/03/mr-pen.html' title='Mr. Pen!'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-114317268188901646</id><published>2006-03-23T19:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T19:58:01.900-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big 1-9</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Happy Birthday to &lt;em&gt;meeeeee&lt;/em&gt; *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;That's right everyone, March 23 is as you know, my birthday. I had a whirlwind of a day, my entire family came out, both sets of grandparents included! My mom took me on a shopping spree at Ricki's (not that I needed one lol seeing as my present from Rob was a shopping spree at Walmart) and then dad treated &lt;em&gt;everyone, &lt;/em&gt;yes&lt;em&gt; everyone, &lt;/em&gt;to supper at Gullivers. And they got the waiters to sing for me. I could feel my face turn beet red!! And then back to our place to open presents-aka cards with money from my grandparents, and a board game from Tina and Cody that I've wanted for years. And they remade it, so its really cool. And Rob has tomorrow off as well, and I don't have to work till 1:30, so it's all good. =) And just so you know, late birthday ecards are just as good. Love you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;-The Birthday Girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-114317268188901646?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/114317268188901646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=114317268188901646' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/114317268188901646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/114317268188901646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2006/03/big-1-9.html' title='The Big 1-9'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-114274438716398665</id><published>2006-03-18T20:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T20:59:47.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Um?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Yeah, I'm tempted to take the easy way out and do another "My feet hurt." post, but I do have the energy for more than a one line post this time. But my feet do hurt.&lt;br /&gt;So what to post about? I had an interview at Futureshop lined up for friday, but unfortunately the dude that they'd scheduled to do it had something come up, and the other girl they get to do interviews worked friday and saturday, same days and hours as me. So they're going to call first thing monday morning to reschedule. Still havn't heard anything from Value Village, but I guess thats for the best since I've decided to go with Futureshop anyways. Most probably better pay, and all I have to do is sell,sell,sell. As opposed to a San-Fran-like mix of selling and labor like reshelving items etc. At Futureshop, apparently that's a whole nother department. I know what you're thinking..nother isnt a word. Bite me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;So yeah, I almost killed Colleen today. She was (being her weird self) bugging Linsey and I about liking chicken, saying stuff like just agree Sarah, you like chicken. Weirded out, I agreed. I guess she got that I didn't understand, so she explained she was referring to how we liked the "funky chicken". How was I supposed to take that? I, in my innocent little mind, thought she meant the dance, also called the funky chicken. Which made me think of that time in California I did the macarana and funky chicken etc in front of an entire campground.  So once that all flashed through my mind, I replied to Colleen, "Don't even get me started. I once did the funky chicken in front of an entire campground." Well! Colleen and Linsey started HOWLING with laughter, scared some customers I'm sure, and it took them well over 5 minutes (i kid you not) to be able to breathe enough to explain the joke. So for the rest of the day they called me chicken, and would say stuff to eachother (with me in earshop) like, Hey Colleen, what are you having for supper? ...chicken? etc etc etc. What a day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;I'll never say chicken in their presence again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-114274438716398665?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/114274438716398665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=114274438716398665' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/114274438716398665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/114274438716398665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2006/03/um.html' title='Um?'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-114222972321940687</id><published>2006-03-12T21:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T22:02:03.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wanna RENT a manager?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Yes, there is a reason for that odd title. Firstly, Rob and I just finished watching Rent, and I totally and completely bawled my eyes out. Man, it's been a while since I've done that. Felt quite silly afterwards. Secondly, now that Ellen, the new manager, is feeling completely at home, she's slacking off now. Sad to say she's not the bomb that I thought she was when she first came. Two days in a row she ditched me after half a shift- I had to work both 8 hour shifts all by myself! NOT cool--and also very not allowed. She appologised at the staff meeting today, but that doesn't change the fact that she did it all the same. She claimed she had the flu-but I believe they call that kind of flu a "hangover". Yeah. So in conclusion, anyone want my job? I'm starting to apply elsewhere now because it's just too much..err..not enough? Not enough hours, no raise STILL so not enough pay. Growl. I hope Colleen doesn't murder me in my sleep once she finds out I'm leaving..because I eventually will. Poor dear. lol over and out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-114222972321940687?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/114222972321940687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=114222972321940687' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/114222972321940687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/114222972321940687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2006/03/wanna-rent-manager.html' title='Wanna RENT a manager?'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-114127608345956655</id><published>2006-03-01T21:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T21:08:03.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Myyyyyy Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Nothing new. Sorry folks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-114127608345956655?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/114127608345956655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=114127608345956655' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/114127608345956655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/114127608345956655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2006/03/myyyyyy-life.html' title='Myyyyyy Life'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-113980943395116765</id><published>2006-02-12T21:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T21:43:53.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Newness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yeah, nothing new to report whatsoever. Work is SO slow because there's not a thing that needs to be done (never thought I'd ever say..well type..those words) With Jocelyn there was always something that needed doing. With Ellen, we actually have that extra pair of hands that Jocelyn was supposed to be, so the whole store just looks so fabulous and shoppable! It's amazing how many customers I've had tell me that they can see a huge difference in the store, and they want to know why lol. Cuz Ellen's the bomb =D that must be it. It makes life so much easier to get along with your boss, you have no idea. Anyways, because it's getting close to Valentines Day, the company requires that there's a little more staff on than normal. Yet..we don't have a lot of Valentines sales, so we have twice as many people with nothing to do. Linsey and I were both on for 8 hour shifts yesterday, and were bored out of our minds! Then we both had 5 hour shifts today, and I swear-time has never moved slower. The whole store was cleaned, priced, dusted (twice lol we were getting desperate) signed, swept, mopped, I mean the whole shabang. We had NOTHING to do. So Linsey and I wore funny hats and she cruised around the store on a scooter for like 2 hours straight. While I laughed. Anyways, wow what a huge post about boring nothingness! So here's something entertaining: We just got back from seeing the Pink Panther in theaters, and its FUNNY!! Steve Martin is hilarious! I highly recommend it: Even the trailer is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DU BURGER!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-113980943395116765?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/113980943395116765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=113980943395116765' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/113980943395116765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/113980943395116765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2006/02/newness.html' title='Newness'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-113907616359908043</id><published>2006-02-04T10:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T10:02:43.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Manager</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Just thought for anyone curious, the new manager's name is Ellen. Ellen Sasomething. =D And what's best, she's SUPER nice. Kind of like, you want to work out of trying to please her, not out of fear lol. Anyways, I need to eat before I get ready for work, and my tumtum's protesting loudly at being kept waiting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-113907616359908043?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/113907616359908043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=113907616359908043' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/113907616359908043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/113907616359908043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2006/02/new-manager.html' title='New Manager'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-113885666872942410</id><published>2006-02-01T20:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T21:04:28.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HALLELUJAH</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Finally, not only something to post about, but something &lt;em&gt;good&lt;/em&gt; to post about! No, wonderful! Splendiferous! Obviously the only thing that would make me this happy is the one even I've been hoping for: Jocelyn's been fired!!! That's right, you read correctly. Not just fired, but fired on the SPOT yesterday! And a new manager was hired today, her name is Ellen. I havn't met her and I don't work with her until tomorrow, but Colleen says she's super nice. And plus, is it a bad thing to know more than your boss? Teehee ^_^ just kidding..we're gonna help her learn the ropes. But I mean, how great is that?! Very great! The one and only thing that bursts my bubble though, is the fact that Jocelyn's all like "Now we can be friends, since it's not Boss-Employee any more." ....How do I tell her (nicely)..that I don't want to be her friend? I hate..well hate is a strong word, but pretty appropriate..dislike her strongly! Honestly, she offends me in many ways, and is NOT the kind of person I want to associate with. Trust me, if you knew her, you could tell right away she (at least to me) is not the kind of person you want in your circle of friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;And I don't freaking want to go to the bar with you, so STOP ASKING!! Take a hint!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;There. I'm done. Work's only going uphill from here ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-113885666872942410?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/113885666872942410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=113885666872942410' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/113885666872942410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/113885666872942410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2006/02/hallelujah.html' title='HALLELUJAH'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-113669445729690749</id><published>2006-01-07T20:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T20:27:37.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;My feet hurt.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-113669445729690749?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/113669445729690749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=113669445729690749' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/113669445729690749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/113669445729690749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2006/01/blog-post.html' title='....'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-113626439859019527</id><published>2006-01-02T20:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T21:02:10.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffff99;"&gt;I know, how original, but once you say it once you never have to again. Until next year. The party went &lt;em&gt;pretty&lt;/em&gt; okay..there was a catfight brewing between CJ and Jocelyn, so Colleen took CJ back to her place so Jocelyn could stay intact. Other than that, I'd say it went pretty alright. Went to Mom &amp;amp; Dad's for supper on New Year's day, but couldn't stay long because I was the 9-5 shift today. Which I was late for. lol in my mind I was working 9:30-5:30, which is what I'd worked on Dec. 31st...so in my mind, that's what the open shifts were. I know, bad bad on me. It was like 8:52 when I poked my head in the room and was like, "Crap Rob! I start at &lt;strong&gt;9&lt;/strong&gt;, not 9:30! What was I thinking? " He of course, pointed out that he'd thought getting up at 8:35 for a 9:00 shift was cutting it close. A little late to point that out. So I got to work at 9:06 (late!) aaand my gas light had come on just when I turned on to richmond. Needless to say, I got gas on the way home. In my car, people. Seriously. And I worked an hour overtime today (voluntarily, crazy, I know) because we're supposed to be packing up all our Christmas stock because we're getting in Valentine's tomorrow, but it was just Colleen and I on today. We had a bit of a to-do list too, so we didn't start packing until 3:00!! With the two of us motoring, we were &lt;em&gt;about&lt;/em&gt; half done when I left at 6. Iiiiinsane. And you'd think the manager would be helping with a season changeover, eh? Nope, not Jocelyn. We do ALL the work, and she goes around saying that none of her employees work! The NERVE! If it wasn't for us, NOTHING would get done! In an 8 hour shift, the most we've counted that she's stayed in the store was 3 hours. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;3 &lt;/em&gt;hours&lt;/strong&gt;. And that was just being there, she didn't &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;do&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; anything. She never does. Anyways, now that you've had a rundown on three of my completely pointless days and had to bear my ranting and raving, I'll let you go now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-113626439859019527?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/113626439859019527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=113626439859019527' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/113626439859019527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/113626439859019527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-113527265611180930</id><published>2005-12-22T08:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T09:30:56.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dec. 22</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keeping &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;with&lt;/span&gt; my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;posting&lt;/span&gt; maniacness, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt; I &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;can&lt;/span&gt; say &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;YAY! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;We're&lt;/span&gt; heading &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;out&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ste&lt;/span&gt; Anne &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;for&lt;/span&gt; Christmas, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; when &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;we&lt;/span&gt; come &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;back&lt;/span&gt; Christmas &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Day,&lt;/span&gt; we'll &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; Ray &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;with&lt;/span&gt; us! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt; right &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ladies&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;gents&lt;/span&gt;, we &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;invited&lt;/span&gt; Ray &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; use &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;us&lt;/span&gt; as &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; stopover &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;while&lt;/span&gt; he &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;saves&lt;/span&gt; up &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;moolah&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;his&lt;/span&gt; own &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;apartment&lt;/span&gt; (and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; we &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;want&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;get&lt;/span&gt; him &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;out&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; icky&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; situation&lt;/span&gt; he's &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;in&lt;/span&gt;) and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt; pondered &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; bit, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;then&lt;/span&gt; agreed! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt; Cheers! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What&lt;/span&gt; a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;weird&lt;/span&gt; wife&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; I&lt;/span&gt; am, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;eh&lt;/span&gt;? Most &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;would&lt;/span&gt; be &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;dreading&lt;/span&gt; their &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;husbands&lt;/span&gt; best &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;friend&lt;/span&gt; moving &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;in&lt;/span&gt;, at &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;best&lt;/span&gt;, or &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; allowing &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;it&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt;. Francis &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; coming &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;back&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;us&lt;/span&gt; too, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but&lt;/span&gt; not &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;permanently&lt;/span&gt;, just &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; visit &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;for&lt;/span&gt; a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bit&lt;/span&gt;. And &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;since&lt;/span&gt; we &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;were&lt;/span&gt; kind &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt; forced &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; host &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; new &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;year's&lt;/span&gt; party &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;for&lt;/span&gt; San &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Francisco&lt;/span&gt;, Jocelyn, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; man &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;eating &lt;/span&gt;shark, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;will&lt;/span&gt; get &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; meet &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ray&lt;/span&gt;. Pooooor &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ray&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-113527265611180930?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/113527265611180930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=113527265611180930' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/113527265611180930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/113527265611180930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2005/12/dec-22.html' title='Dec. 22'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-113450817673786507</id><published>2005-12-13T13:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T13:09:36.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yahoo!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Welcome, to my first of two days off in what, six days? AND what's more awesome is that now that it's fer sure that Stacy can still work (it was kinda iffy, since she had nowhere to live after a domestic violence issue with her bf..she came in yesterday but wouldn't take off her big shades, so I'm assuming she's still a little black and blue) ANYways, because I took her Saturday to cover for her (which was actually supposed to be my day off) she's taking this Sunday for me. Meaning I can go to the Choir's final performance, whoot whoot!! I can go to the "emergency practice" they called tomorrow, and on saturday before I head to work, and now sunday as well! It's so sweet! Anyways, I'm gonna go have cake and play with binx, maybe watch maury or something..:P then Rob and I are going Christmas shopping when he gets home. Wheee!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-113450817673786507?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/113450817673786507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=113450817673786507' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/113450817673786507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/113450817673786507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2005/12/yahoo.html' title='Yahoo!!'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-113431936203762233</id><published>2005-12-11T08:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T08:42:42.050-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life..still..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well, here I am. Still alive and kicking.Life is kinda rocky right now because of the internal workings at San Fran, but other than that nothing to complain about. Just that a girl got fired because she started going out with the guy the manager wanted. Sucky, eh? But then again, the manager is just unnice. Turns out the longest she's had a staffer was a year, after that the longest is 5 months. What does that tell ya? Anyways, so CJ, the girl she fired, is talking to the district and regional managers on monday, and the labor board on tuesday. Some of you might remember CJ (aka Carley-Jane) from drama a couple years ago, Bye Bye Birdie. Anyways, not important. What is important is the time, I have to go get ready, cuz Colleen (nother worker) asked me to pick her up on my way to work, since we're both on the same shift today. Toodles for now!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-113431936203762233?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/113431936203762233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=113431936203762233' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/113431936203762233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/113431936203762233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2005/12/lifestill.html' title='Life..still..'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-113132656271602851</id><published>2005-11-06T17:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T17:22:42.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing New</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Which I'm sure has you all jumping with excitement. Nothing but work eat sleep? How are you containing yourself?..............Yeah. I'm working full time, and I have been since the start of October. Needless to say, I'm getting a &lt;em&gt;leetle&lt;/em&gt; tired. Ok, very tired. But when I asked for a couple certain days off today (for Rob's upcoming birthday) she was like, yeah no problem, because you've gone beyond the call of duty when it comes to work. Yay ^_^ UUUUUUURG though. I get ALL the closing shifts, which are of course the worst ones. 1:30-9:30. Gives me like no morning, and I go straight to sleep once I get home. So I'm not kidding when I say I have no life. But who's complaining? Not me, because my wonderful boss gave me TWO, countem, TWO days off in a row! And Rob has them off too! Yippee!!!!!!! Bye now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-113132656271602851?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/113132656271602851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=113132656271602851' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/113132656271602851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/113132656271602851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2005/11/nothing-new.html' title='Nothing New'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-112938876500416150</id><published>2005-10-15T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T08:06:05.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Newst Addition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We have a new member of our family! For all of you that didn't know, we are now the proud (and tired :P) owners of a seven week old, purepred Beagle puppy! His name is Binx, and he is SO adorable!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.afreeimagehost.com/upload/1679/beagle.gif" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is almost exactly what Binx looks like. We have quite a few pictures of him, but I need Rob to upload them (I dont know how) and he's gone to Strath. Soon, I promise!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-112938876500416150?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/112938876500416150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=112938876500416150' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/112938876500416150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/112938876500416150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2005/10/newst-addition.html' title='Newst Addition'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-112905203040017550</id><published>2005-10-11T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T10:33:50.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NOOOOOOOOO</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;It said it had completed the post, but it didn't!! It erased that whole post! (the one I did before the tv..which is why you were all probably going "Huh? What on earth..?" Wait. I found it, it posted it on Rob's blog!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rykirsgetaway.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;www.rykirsgetaway.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt; if you want to see what you're missing. Weird!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-112905203040017550?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/112905203040017550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=112905203040017550' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/112905203040017550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/112905203040017550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2005/10/nooooooooo.html' title='NOOOOOOOOO'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-112905170727237012</id><published>2005-10-11T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T10:28:27.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tee hee</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'm so silly! How could I forget to mention that upon our return, Rob and I went to Walmart and with some of our remaining wedding present money, bought ourselves a 500 watt surround sound home theater system and 32 inch TV? How forgetful of me!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-112905170727237012?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/112905170727237012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=112905170727237012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/112905170727237012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/112905170727237012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2005/10/tee-hee.html' title='tee hee'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-112740453798500376</id><published>2005-09-22T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T08:55:38.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Suh weeeet</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comfort Inn called this morning and said they have some vacation pay for me to pick up tomorrow. Cool, eh? That aughta pay for..hmm what'll that pay for? The cake server, yeah, that's what I'll buy with it. We don't really need one, I mean you can use a butterknife and fork to serve the cake, but A Buck or Two just got some in (they never sold them before) nice shiney silver ones, with swirly engraved thingies, and they just look pretty! ^_^ So, I will throw away the pocket change I'd get from the vacation money for something pretty and that we absolutely could do without. It's so great being poor, makes the little things seem so much bigger ^_^&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-112740453798500376?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/112740453798500376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=112740453798500376' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/112740453798500376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/112740453798500376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2005/09/suh-weeeet.html' title='Suh weeeet'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526451.post-112731669344734462</id><published>2005-09-21T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T08:31:33.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Is only 10 DAYS away. 10 days. Did I mention the wedding's in 10 days? I'm getting super psyched and a little nervous..will we have enough to cover it? My paycheque yesterday was only half of what we'd predicted and thus budgeted for. :S They lied to me about the cutoff date. Anyways, gotta run!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8526451-112731669344734462?l=princesswaterfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/feeds/112731669344734462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8526451&amp;postID=112731669344734462' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/112731669344734462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8526451/posts/default/112731669344734462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesswaterfall.blogspot.com/2005/09/wedding.html' title='Wedding'/><author><name>Big Mac mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15388744021028805996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g55/sweeteepie_87/sarface1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
