<?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-2772788410807960565</id><updated>2012-01-21T10:45:15.058-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Carpe Diem</title><subtitle type='html'>the randomness that is deah... thoughts, ponderings, and musings... with some scrapping thrown in</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>NurseDeah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182976658106934455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SYp8bMBumWI/AAAAAAAAATk/Tkg3Fcp05Ig/S220/th_0128092110-1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>45</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772788410807960565.post-8447437791969477024</id><published>2009-06-08T19:20:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T21:28:33.874-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Scrapblog Madness</title><content type='html'>Let me start off by saying that since I blog so infrequently these days... I don't know if anyone still reads this or not, so leave me a lil comment if ya stop by!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, thanks to &lt;a href="http://mandystarner.typepad.com/"&gt;Mandy&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.mistyhubbard.blogspot.com/"&gt;Misty&lt;/a&gt;, I spent all day yesterday on scrapblog.com working on these: (make sure you go through the slide show and look at all three!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="312" width="420"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.scrapblog.com/viewer/viewer_v2_embed.swf?scrapblogId=1902840&amp;amp;showShareButton=true&amp;amp;showShareInitially=true&amp;amp;showOnlyShare=false&amp;amp;partnerId=1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.scrapblog.com/viewer/viewer_v2_embed.swf?scrapblogId=1902840&amp;showShareButton=true&amp;showShareInitially=true&amp;showOnlyShare=false&amp;partnerId=1" width="420" height="312"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Mandy said on &lt;a href="http://www.thegalblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;Gal Blog&lt;/a&gt;, sometimes you just don't wanna get everything out and actually scrap, but you are still in the mood. I have worked on scrapblog.com a couple of times, but only for the banners on my blog. This is my first official digital scrapbook attempt. (I kind of feel like I am cheating on paper scrapbooking a little, but it is what it is.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, my sister-in-law Amber, our friend Maggie, and I went to Virginia Beach last Friday to see &lt;a href="http://www.nkotb.com/"&gt;New Kids on the Block&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.jbwkz.com/"&gt;the Jabbawockeez&lt;/a&gt;. And let me just say, it was one of the greatest nights of my life!!! The concert in general was amazing! The Jabbawockeez were awesome. If you aren't familiar with them, let me show you what I mean:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2pf1kkx830I&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2pf1kkx830I&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after that, Jesse McCartney was the second opening act... yea yea whatever, let's get to what everyone came to see... then, it was time! New Kids were great. Haters can hate, lol, but I have loved them since I was 7 years old, and I will always love them. :) During the show, the guy behind us said something about the after party and told us where it was... and I almost jumped out of my skin, while at the same time thinking to myself, "Don't get too excited, he's probably full of shit." But before that story... Lemme show you some pictures from the concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, first of all, it was a monsoon that night and we were SOAKED!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Let me just point out the top of my jeans that were dry and have you notice the rest of my jeans...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345121121221762578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/Si2vVw_cXhI/AAAAAAAAAXc/090ZgbjS3mo/s400/NKOTB.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Jabbawockeez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345121129163293794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/Si2vWOk2hGI/AAAAAAAAAXk/6wGj8pjqBrE/s400/Jabbawockeez.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NKOTB&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345123179827829634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/Si2xNl5YG4I/AAAAAAAAAYc/PTSu0hI8J64/s400/NKOTB2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another group shot from later that night when we were not so soaked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345122608615423522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/Si2wsV9ufiI/AAAAAAAAAX0/q38Za9ub8Ck/s400/NKOTB3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, to top off an incredible night and concert, we decided to try and find this random place in Virginia Beach that we didn't know the name of, but knew that maybe, just maybe, this guy knew what he was talking about and NKOTB and the Jabbawockeez would be there, so what the heck, might as well try, right? So we drove around Virginia Beach for about... 45 minutes before we were all so close to just going back to the hotel, and then! We saw the nightclub!!!!!! We get out, stand in line, and overhear someone say that the cover charge is $50!! Um, I like these guys and all, but hell no, I'm not paying 50 bucks to get into this club! So, we realize then that all the security guys' shirts say "The Block"... and that they must not be at the club yet... so why not wait around outside to see if they show up?? About 5 minutes later, someone says, "Oh, there's the dancers and the Jabbawockeez!" And right behind me on the sidewalk (cuz we have now stepped out of the line knowing good and well that we are not paying $50) and they were all behind me! THEN! I hear someone else say, "There he is!" and realize another van has pulled up, so I say, "Who?" And she says, "Donnie!" So I pretty much decided to try and talk to him before he walks in. He is literally walking up the sidewalk coming up beside me, and at this point, a huge crowd has not formed yet, and I put my arm out and say "Hey Donnie" as he walks by... THEN! He says, "Hey. Come on." AND GRABS MY HAND AND PULLS ME WITH HIM INTO THE CLUB!!! I end up yelling for Maggie and Amber and they push their way through the crowd that is now surrounding us like there is no tomorrow! We seriously walked into the club in this order: Donnie, guy with a microphone introducing Donnie, me, Amber, and Maggie. It was so amazing!!! Here are some pics to prove it, cuz for real, if I read this on someone else's page, I don't think I would have believed it... but it happened, I promise!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The girl in front, with the red hair and you can only see the back of her head... that's me!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345122621303694258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/Si2wtFO2I7I/AAAAAAAAAYU/k0KVNaBx_uI/s400/Donnie4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345122617092213554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/Si2ws1iwCzI/AAAAAAAAAYM/AAdh2eaaSmY/s400/Donnie3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345122617092737202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/Si2ws1i4CLI/AAAAAAAAAYE/EiwOW0KcdIA/s400/Donnie2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345122615463631026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/Si2wsved2LI/AAAAAAAAAX8/xsSg-820DbE/s400/Donnie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here we are with Kevin from the Jabbawockeez! He was so nice!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345123183514796930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/Si2xNzoaw4I/AAAAAAAAAYk/6ed1VykkULE/s400/Jabbawockeez2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, hope you enjoy the pictures! Have a good week, everyone! I know I will, even if I am working like, every freakin day, I will have a good week from remembering my wonderful weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772788410807960565-8447437791969477024?l=nursedeah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/feeds/8447437791969477024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772788410807960565&amp;postID=8447437791969477024&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/8447437791969477024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/8447437791969477024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/2009/06/scrapblog-madness.html' title='Scrapblog Madness'/><author><name>NurseDeah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182976658106934455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SYp8bMBumWI/AAAAAAAAATk/Tkg3Fcp05Ig/S220/th_0128092110-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/Si2vVw_cXhI/AAAAAAAAAXc/090ZgbjS3mo/s72-c/NKOTB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772788410807960565.post-4568153345443183531</id><published>2009-04-28T15:24:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T08:04:42.779-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Look</title><content type='html'>Not to copy Misty word for word... but I did. I got inspired after seeing &lt;a href="http://www.mistyhubbard.blogspot.com/"&gt;her&lt;/a&gt; new site to make a new one myself with pictures from the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, we went to the beach this past weekend and it was great. The weather was perfect, the beach was perfect, the water looked perfect... I don't go in the ocean, first of all, because I'm sure it was freezing, and second of all, because of jellyfish. Ew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These jellyfish, however, I didn't mind so much. They were in a tank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329833315806009026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 389px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SfdfKXyo1sI/AAAAAAAAAVM/imrYMWhJ8z0/s400/Carolina+Beach+122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the aquarium at Fort Fisher. At first, I was actually pretty bummed about going because I wanted to stay on the beach all day and get some sun, but it ended up being fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some more pics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329830825075686594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/Sfdc5ZGQPMI/AAAAAAAAAUs/ZVDobNUZRpk/s400/Carolina+Beach+124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;A nurse shark. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329830822149378898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/Sfdc5OMkU1I/AAAAAAAAAUk/GV2ZbIAHPr8/s400/Carolina+Beach+106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The starfish was trying to stick to my hand. Ick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329830812628707906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 359px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 259px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/Sfdc4quqakI/AAAAAAAAAUU/eqHvktxHy7w/s400/Carolina+Beach+088.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Haha. We are stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329830809043848386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/Sfdc4dX9zMI/AAAAAAAAAUM/oBbMxmymUuU/s400/Carolina+Beach+086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got up early Saturday morning (like, really early. Like, I could have gone to work and been on time, early) to watch the sunrise. It was gorgeous. If you have never done it, I encourage you to. Of course, I took like, a thousand pictures, a few of my faves are on the top of the blog now. But here's a few more. (I need to learn how to shoot in manual... It would make me more proud of these.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329833312019070242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SfdfKJrwvSI/AAAAAAAAAVE/Gdi5nRmHx9k/s400/Carolina+Beach+064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329833307165764786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SfdfJ3mpLLI/AAAAAAAAAU8/wcKr1WY-HAE/s400/Carolina+Beach+061.JPG" border="0" /&gt; (Obviously, Brandon took this one. I'm good but I'm not that good.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329833302577668722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SfdfJmgwYnI/AAAAAAAAAU0/Mv-CI4iTX-I/s400/Carolina+Beach+030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329835810842682162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SfdhbmhvIzI/AAAAAAAAAVs/Vo5jC_A2C1Q/s400/Carolina+Beach+034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329835807581653010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SfdhbaYPyBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/PNOJZLxZcNY/s400/Carolina+Beach+054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329835800972273362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SfdhbBwcptI/AAAAAAAAAVc/INeAxiQobS0/s400/Carolina+Beach+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329835798426470018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/Sfdha4RexoI/AAAAAAAAAVU/2AvzXsjLZFg/s400/Carolina+Beach+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pizza was definitely on the agenda for Saturday, even though we took a whole car full of groceries along with all our luggage, and then went to the grocery store, too. Oh well. It was yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329837930409899682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SfdjW-h8NqI/AAAAAAAAAWU/n9lR5fFpZWY/s400/Carolina+Beach+072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329837920999545042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SfdjWbeVmNI/AAAAAAAAAWM/Uqsn9SBrLYo/s400/Carolina+Beach+071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329837914823777762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SfdjWEd63eI/AAAAAAAAAWE/SRrKw49aGQU/s400/Carolina+Beach+075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329837911044265282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SfdjV2Y0FUI/AAAAAAAAAV8/5lMeNyrmxCQ/s400/Carolina+Beach+066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329837905504842786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SfdjVhwHNCI/AAAAAAAAAV0/S1q2Ve3s2Cg/s400/Carolina+Beach+068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And, best part of the weekend... margaritas on the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329856641916876098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/Sfd0YIU2NUI/AAAAAAAAAXM/vpshyMzlSSk/s400/Carolina+Beach+140.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329857745206555490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/Sfd1YWZms2I/AAAAAAAAAXU/Yc1qxioieOc/s400/Carolina+Beach+141.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329844650538843282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SfdpeI9iPJI/AAAAAAAAAW8/qe8OOm7YYVY/s400/Carolina+Beach+224.JPG" border="0" /&gt; The book series that I have been overly obsessed with kept me company on the beach when my husband wanted to be a bum and stay in the room. However, I am on the last one, and what will I do when I finish in about 400 pages?? I can only wait til November 20th, when New Moon (the movie) comes out. It (hopefully) will be great! Although, I don't see how the same guy who played Jacob in Twilight can play him in New Moon... He might have buffed up and put on like, 30 something pounds of muscle for this role in New Moon, but he can't be 6'5".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329844647390983778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/Sfdpd9PBtmI/AAAAAAAAAW0/FPmCcwhrqKY/s400/Carolina+Beach+232.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329844639629723570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SfdpdgUmR7I/AAAAAAAAAWs/8bGFi3PAsrc/s400/Carolina+Beach+165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dancing at the street festival. Brandon knows what's good for him in that he grabbed the camera and told my dad, "I better go get some pictures before she kills me." Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now, since the beach is over, my "things I am looking forward to" list has gotten smaller. Now I only have 2 things on it:&lt;br /&gt;1) The Keith Urban Concert&lt;br /&gt;2) The B&amp;amp;B trip with my mom, Jill, and her mom to Asheville for Mother's Day. Aww... I'm such a good daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone has a great rest of the week. I know I will. What, with working all weekend! Yay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772788410807960565-4568153345443183531?l=nursedeah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/feeds/4568153345443183531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772788410807960565&amp;postID=4568153345443183531&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/4568153345443183531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/4568153345443183531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-look.html' title='New Look'/><author><name>NurseDeah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182976658106934455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SYp8bMBumWI/AAAAAAAAATk/Tkg3Fcp05Ig/S220/th_0128092110-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SfdfKXyo1sI/AAAAAAAAAVM/imrYMWhJ8z0/s72-c/Carolina+Beach+122.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772788410807960565.post-714663834480144878</id><published>2009-03-27T21:28:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T21:47:29.061-04:00</updated><title type='text'>How long has it been?</title><content type='html'>Raise your hand if you have missed me!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, wait no longer... lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in the last two months, I think it would be easier for me to tell everyone what has NOT happened than to go through everything that HAS happened. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a nutshell, job is fine, life is fine, except no time to scrap.  I miss all my girls!  :'(  I did one LO a couple weeks ago and it was like "ahhhhh" (insert hallelujah chorus here...)  I unfortunetely have not taken a picture of it, but I will.  It's pretty fantastic even if I do say so myself.  I mean, it should be right?? It's the only thing I've done in forever.  Surely I had enought mojo to make one decent LO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I have unfortunetely not gotten into American Idol as much as I intended to.  I had all intentions of watching every second, but quickly realized that I didn't want to dedicate that much time to it.  Me and commitment have issues.  Haha.  However, I will undoubtedly express my commitment for my newest infatuation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twilight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.M.G.  I am freaking ob-sessed!!  Brandon and I went on a weekend getaway to my grandmother's old house in the mountains of NC and, poor Brandon, bless his heart, all I did all weekend was read... Then!  The movie came out!  And, on one hand, I kinda hate to admit this, but on the other hand, I am very proud of it... I had a Twilight party.  Yep.  That's right.  Be jealous those of you that read this if you were too far away to attend.  You missed a fantastic night.  I had not seen the movie in the theater because I thought it was stupid... and if you are reading this and have not had the pleasure of introducing Edward Cullen into your life, do it.  Not to sound like Nike, but just do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next on the list: New Moon &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of my favorite girls and I went to the beach a couple weekends ago and we had a blast!  Even though it was rainy and like, 55 degrees on the warmest day, it was so much fun getting to know everyone more, and shopping, of course!  I bought a new Coach bag... *sigh*  I know I shouldn't have.  What, with trying to pay off bills and all that... but if you could see it, you would understand.  (So, on my list so far is pictures of: the girls' weekend, the newest LO, and my bag.  OH! and of the horses that Brandon and I rode in the mountains when I was like, "I wanna do something outdoorsy!"... bad idea for me.  Note to self: you are not an "outdoorsy" girl, just accept that and move on.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone has a fabulous weekend.  Hopefully (Jen if you are reading this...) I will get to see Jen before she heads back up to MD and that will make for a good weekend even if I do have to work tomorrow :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772788410807960565-714663834480144878?l=nursedeah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/feeds/714663834480144878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772788410807960565&amp;postID=714663834480144878&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/714663834480144878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/714663834480144878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/2009/03/how-long-has-it-been.html' title='How long has it been?'/><author><name>NurseDeah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182976658106934455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SYp8bMBumWI/AAAAAAAAATk/Tkg3Fcp05Ig/S220/th_0128092110-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772788410807960565.post-1696391058457381007</id><published>2009-02-08T22:51:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T23:44:25.845-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And the winner is...</title><content type='html'>I love music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am at home having a blast watching the Grammys tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jennifer Hudson's performance was amazing, emotional, and very moving. With everything that she has gone through recently, I don't know how she can be on stage singing at the Grammys. She did so great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not a fan of the Jonas Brothers (cuz, c'mon now, I'm 24, not 14...), but the Jonas Brothers with Stevie Wonder?! Are you kidding me? I bet they don't even know how privileged they are to be able to say they performed with Stevie Wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Al Green with my two boyfriends, Keith Urban and Justin Timberlake, singing "Let's Stay Together." Great performance!! Loved it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also not a huge fan of rap... I'll listen to the occasional "top 40" hit on 107.5 (for those of you that don't live around here, it's very much a hit music radio station that will kill a good song by running it in the ground and plays waaaaay too many commercials). I said all that to say, Jay-Z, Lil Wayne, Kanye, and (insert 4th artist here, as I have forgotten already). That's why I love the Grammys. Great performers and great performances. Great entertainers. The only thing missing from tonight's show is Beyonce's "Single Ladies" (performed with Justin Timberlake, that is--- may I direct you here ---&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M5qx-MVrXfk"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M5qx-MVrXfk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M5qx-MVrXfk"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Freaking hilarious)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a gloomier note, the Pro Bowl was on today, and I had no motivation to watch the last football game of the season. Why, you ask? I have no idea. I guess because it didn't really mean anything. And even though my boy (Steve Smith, duh) was playing, I still couldn't bring myself to leave it on the channel... I kept changing it. I guess since the Super Bowl is over, and that's kind of the last hoo-rah, I already felt like it was over. Well, it is officially over now until August (which, by the way, is also my birthday, so I have a lot to look forward to in that month!) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So dear summertime,&lt;br /&gt;Please, hurry. Stop teasing me with pretty weather days like today. I know it won't stay, and it makes wish you were here now. Fortunetely, though, I didn't have to work today (due to overstaffing, which, with that AND the weather, my day was totally thrown off-- since when are we overstaffed??), and I did get to enjoy your tease of a warm day today. So thank you for that. But, I would like some steady warm weather. I would like to pull out my cute lil tees and tanks. I would like to get a tan. So, please hurry, summertime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks,&lt;br /&gt;Deah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, what else? OH YEA!!! I have been stalking the Keith Urban website for tour information for probably about a month, because I know it's gotta be coming... he does a tour every year. And I always go. It's FREAKING amazing, whether or not you like country music, it's an AMAZING concert! I highly recommend going. Just don't get better tickets than me or I'll be bitter. So when I don't see any info released yet, I just keep checking. Today, it paid off!!! His tour is kicking off this summer (yet another reason for summertime to hurry and get here...), and BONUS! He has a new album dropping soon, as well! And bonus #2, I saw him on the Grammys tonight (granted, Nicole Kidman was there, too... eww, I hate her... haha).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last great thing about the Grammys:&lt;br /&gt;Adele won Best New Artist. And I heart her. She's spectacular. I'm obsessed with her album, and I'm happy she won. She also performed her song "Chasing Pavements" after one of my favorite groups Sugarland performed "Stay". What an amazing night in music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Least favorite thing about the Grammys:&lt;br /&gt;The segment that they show all the people that have died in the last year.  Yea yea yea, I realize it's like a tribute to them, and not to make me depressed, but for real, it's depressing.  I get enough of that on my job.  Like the patient that we worked our asses off for for months and months, and he transferred out and was doing so well, and I just found out that he died.  He has a kid.  I'm still tore up over that.  I can't seem to shake it.  I still can't believe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love music, have I mentioned that? It's like, my life. That's it. I'm auditioning for American Idol next year. I've decided. If anyone would like to donate any money for say, gas, or anything, it would be appreciated, being the closest auditions this year were in Louisville, KY, which is like, 7 hours away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion, this blog post seems very scattered, and I usually go back and read through my posts before I actually publish it, but I'm not going to. Blame it on the Jager.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772788410807960565-1696391058457381007?l=nursedeah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/feeds/1696391058457381007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772788410807960565&amp;postID=1696391058457381007&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/1696391058457381007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/1696391058457381007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/2009/02/and-winner-is.html' title='And the winner is...'/><author><name>NurseDeah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182976658106934455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SYp8bMBumWI/AAAAAAAAATk/Tkg3Fcp05Ig/S220/th_0128092110-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772788410807960565.post-3734579292027511176</id><published>2009-02-05T00:44:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T00:44:25.993-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life.</title><content type='html'>Sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772788410807960565-3734579292027511176?l=nursedeah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/feeds/3734579292027511176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772788410807960565&amp;postID=3734579292027511176&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/3734579292027511176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/3734579292027511176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/2009/02/life.html' title='Life.'/><author><name>NurseDeah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182976658106934455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SYp8bMBumWI/AAAAAAAAATk/Tkg3Fcp05Ig/S220/th_0128092110-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772788410807960565.post-5553330148630530301</id><published>2009-01-22T20:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T20:50:06.312-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmmm</title><content type='html'>So it's been a while since the last post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much new.  Just trying to keep my head above water with school and trying to get in some overtime at work, but I don't foresee that happening much this semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am taking a winter class which ends in a week, but my new classes have started now, so they are all overlapping.  I have to do clinicals this semester which is going to occupy A-LOT of my time, along with another online class and a project for work and grad school apps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooooo, that's that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also decided that I am a walking contradiction.  My life is an oxymoron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thrive on organization, but I am all or nothing.  If I get behind at all, I can't half-ass it.  I will just let it go.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to organize my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it will do me a world of good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's the goal of the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More to come (no scrapping stuff though, because I don't have time...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772788410807960565-5553330148630530301?l=nursedeah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/feeds/5553330148630530301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772788410807960565&amp;postID=5553330148630530301&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/5553330148630530301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/5553330148630530301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/2009/01/hmmmm.html' title='Hmmmm'/><author><name>NurseDeah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182976658106934455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SYp8bMBumWI/AAAAAAAAATk/Tkg3Fcp05Ig/S220/th_0128092110-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772788410807960565.post-5361962093901316741</id><published>2009-01-01T11:19:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T12:14:05.040-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome, 2009</title><content type='html'>Where did 2008 go?  I believe that it's true that the older you get, the faster time goes by.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The holidays this year have been great!  I had one of the best Christmases that I can remember.  Finally, these fantabulous boots are mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SVzuaqImQVI/AAAAAAAAASc/Rh0iA7MlcNM/s1600-h/boots.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 103px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SVzuaqImQVI/AAAAAAAAASc/Rh0iA7MlcNM/s400/boots.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286362204380479826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless my hubby.  Those boots are all I asked for, and if I didn't get them, I was going to kill him... haha.  But he did good.  AND, I also got this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SVzwLV1egUI/AAAAAAAAASk/SqLs2uOan_k/s1600-h/iPod+touch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SVzwLV1egUI/AAAAAAAAASk/SqLs2uOan_k/s400/iPod+touch.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286364140256788802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my favorite Christmas present ever.  Brandon didn't even realize everything that it did when he bought it, but it has wi-fi access, photos, videos, and of course, music.  Then, there's all these applications that you can load, for example, games.  I found, however, being the big nerd that I am... all these medical applications, with calculations and drug searches and dictionaries.  OMG, my iPod touch has been glued to my hip since Christmas!!!  It's the greatest thing ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, what else is new?  Oh yea, here's my latest LO's (which are really from a month ago, but I haven't posted yet cuz I'm a slacker).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SVz1E7BqdUI/AAAAAAAAATE/cqurMJEQ1BQ/s1600-h/DSC_1882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 397px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SVz1E7BqdUI/AAAAAAAAATE/cqurMJEQ1BQ/s400/DSC_1882.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286369527539070274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SVz1D1tS_JI/AAAAAAAAAS8/k91G83e7uP4/s1600-h/DSC_1883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 392px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SVz1D1tS_JI/AAAAAAAAAS8/k91G83e7uP4/s400/DSC_1883.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286369508931599506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SVz1DU58dJI/AAAAAAAAAS0/RyC8eKvNEVQ/s1600-h/DSC_1884.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 392px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SVz1DU58dJI/AAAAAAAAAS0/RyC8eKvNEVQ/s400/DSC_1884.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286369500126278802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SVz1DOpqE2I/AAAAAAAAASs/O0j0tmUgMkA/s1600-h/DSC_1885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 396px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SVz1DOpqE2I/AAAAAAAAASs/O0j0tmUgMkA/s400/DSC_1885.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286369498447352674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SVz10yxdXAI/AAAAAAAAATU/SVqyXHEd97k/s1600-h/DSC_1847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 394px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SVz10yxdXAI/AAAAAAAAATU/SVqyXHEd97k/s400/DSC_1847.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286370349957340162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SVz1n_7Yw6I/AAAAAAAAATM/RxJKDDp2jxk/s1600-h/DSC_1881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 398px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SVz1n_7Yw6I/AAAAAAAAATM/RxJKDDp2jxk/s400/DSC_1881.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286370130150343586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, we went to my friend Niki's house for a last minute party and had a blast.  I wore my awesome new boots and then I twisted my ankle a little bit walkin up the stairs after a taaaaaad too much to drink... it didn't hurt at the time, but this morning... yea, ow.  So good times with Nik as always!  Although her falling down the entire flight of stairs at our other friends house for the Halloween party is still the best fall ever.  You know why?  Because she didn't spill her drink!  Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a last note, here, today is my me and my husband's 4 year anniversary.  I cannot believe it's been 4 years already!!  He is so good to me and I don't deserve it.  We are having a date night tonight and I will make sure to bring my camera to dinner.  I have been bad lately about taking pictures of events.  I think because I'm so behind on scrapping that I don't want to have more to do, but I will definitely take some tonight to post later!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In terms of New Year's Resolutions, I have made them in the past, and by February have completely neglected it, so this year I'm not making any.  Although, after being in our house 2 1/2 years, the downstairs half bath (the smallest room in the house) is the only room we haven't re-done yet.  So that's our only resolution.  Hopefully, in the next year, we can get that accomplished!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year, everyone!!!  Hope everyone that reads this has a GREAT year!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772788410807960565-5361962093901316741?l=nursedeah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/feeds/5361962093901316741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772788410807960565&amp;postID=5361962093901316741&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/5361962093901316741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/5361962093901316741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/2009/01/welcome-2009.html' title='Welcome, 2009'/><author><name>NurseDeah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182976658106934455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SYp8bMBumWI/AAAAAAAAATk/Tkg3Fcp05Ig/S220/th_0128092110-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SVzuaqImQVI/AAAAAAAAASc/Rh0iA7MlcNM/s72-c/boots.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772788410807960565.post-1865702207540066664</id><published>2008-12-30T13:44:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T02:28:30.442-05:00</updated><title type='text'>100 things</title><content type='html'>So this list has 100 things on it, and you are supposed to bold what you've done. Now, for those of you that know me, you know I can't just bold it and not say anything about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Started your own blog &lt;/strong&gt;(obviously...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Slept under the stars &lt;/strong&gt;yea, and this is definitely something that if I never did again, it would be too soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Played in a band (does rock band on Wii count? lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Visited Hawaii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Watched a meteor shower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Given more than you can afford to charity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. Been to Disneyland&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Held a praying mantis&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. Climbed a mountain &lt;/strong&gt;if this means hiking and not rock climbing, then yea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10.Sang a solo&lt;/strong&gt; too many to count!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Bungee jumped&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Visited Paris- no, but this is on my life goals list&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Watched a lightning storm at sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. Taught yourself an art from scratch&lt;/strong&gt; I don't know if I understand this question... I'm very artsy, and I've never taken any classes for anything that I've done, so I'm gonna say yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Adopted a child&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Had food poisoning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Walked to the top of the Statue of Liberty- no but I've been to it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Grown your own vegetables&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Seen the Mona Lisa in France- again, life goals list&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Slept on an overnight train- definitely not. I rode the train in Chicago and in DC, and I was a little scared, lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21. Had a pillow fight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Hitch hiked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23. Taken a sick day when you're not ill&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Built a snow fort&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Held a lamb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Gone skinny dipping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;27. Run a Marathon &lt;/strong&gt;does a 5K count?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Ridden in a gondola in Venice- once again, allow me to refer to the life goals list&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Seen a total eclipse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30. Watched a sunrise or sunset &lt;/strong&gt;watching the sunrise on the beach is on my top five favortie things to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Hit a home run- haha! this will never happen. ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;32. Been on a cruise&lt;/strong&gt; best vacation ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Seen Niagara Falls in person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Visited the birthplace of your ancestors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;35. Seen an Amish community&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;36. Taught yourself a new language&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Had enough money to be truly satisfied&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Seen the Leaning Tower of Pisa in person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Gone rock climbing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Seen Michelangelo's David&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;41. Sung karaoke &lt;/strong&gt;oh yea! Karaoke Idol on the cruise, in fact. Made it into the finals. Should have won, too... Grr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Seen Old Faithful geyser erupt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Bought a stranger a meal at a restaurant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Visited Africa- um no, but I would love to go on an African Safari&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;45. Walked on a beach by moonlight&lt;/strong&gt; very romantic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Been transported in an ambulance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Had your portrait painted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48.Gone deep sea fishing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Seen the Sistine Chapel in person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Been to the top of the Eiffel Tower in Paris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. Gone scuba diving or snorkeling- due to the high winds in Key West, our catamaran sail and snorkel was canceled on our cruise, so no, I haven't done this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. Kissed in the rain- no, but I'm gonna need to put this on my to do list, for sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. Played in the mud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;54. Gone to a drive-in theater&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. Been in a movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. Visited the Great Wall of China&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. Started a business&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. Taken a martial arts class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. Visited Russia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;60. Served at a soup kitchen&lt;/strong&gt; yea, I'm a good person like that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. Sold Girl Scout Cookies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. Gone whale watching&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;63. Got flowers for no reason&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. Donated blood, platelets or plasma- no, my part comes in when you need to get it. Then I'll administer it. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. Gone sky diving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. Visited a Nazi Concentration Camp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;67. Bounced a check&lt;/strong&gt; who hasn't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. Flown in a helicopter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;69. Saved a favorite childhood toy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;70. Visited the Lincoln Memorial&lt;/strong&gt; "But I can't read!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;71. Eaten Caviar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72. Pieced a quilt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;73. Stood in Times Square&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74. Toured the Everglades&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75. Been fired from a job&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76. Seen the Changing of the Guards in London&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;77. Broken a bone&lt;/strong&gt; My leg. In fifth grade. Ouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;78. Been on a speeding motorcycle&lt;/strong&gt; (Shhh, don't tell me mom... hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79. Seen the Grand Canyon in person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80. Published a book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81. Visited the Vatican&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82. Bought a brand new car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83. Walked in Jerusalem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;84. Had your picture in the newspaper&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85. Read the entire Bible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;86. Visited the White House&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87. Killed and prepared an animal for eating- ew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;88. Had chickenpox&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;89. Saved someone's life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90. Sat on a jury&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;91. Met someone famous &lt;/strong&gt;John Stamos, Will Smith, Tim Allen, Melissa Joan Hart, Steve Smith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;92. Joined a book club&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;93. Lost a loved one&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94. Had a baby- hopefully not for another 3 years at least&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95. Seen the Alamo in person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;96. Swam in the Great Salt Lake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;97. Been involved in a law suit- haha, no... been threatened about it? yea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;98. Owned a cell phone &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99. Been stung by a bee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;100. Read an entire book in one day &lt;/strong&gt;Anything Nicholas Sparks. And I am going to read Twilight, and from what I hear, if I don't finish that in a day, I'm the exception.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there ya go. 34 things out of 100.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772788410807960565-1865702207540066664?l=nursedeah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/feeds/1865702207540066664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772788410807960565&amp;postID=1865702207540066664&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/1865702207540066664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/1865702207540066664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/2008/12/so-this-list-has-100-things-on-it-and.html' title='100 things'/><author><name>NurseDeah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182976658106934455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SYp8bMBumWI/AAAAAAAAATk/Tkg3Fcp05Ig/S220/th_0128092110-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772788410807960565.post-8200450400320843963</id><published>2008-12-23T23:51:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T01:08:25.350-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!  (Almost)</title><content type='html'>Yay! It's almost here!!! I love Christmas! And bonus! I get Christmas Eve AND Christmas off this year. Normally we have to work one or the other, but my boss called me today and said my name got drawn and did I want to work Friday instead. Ummm yea, I think so. And I can't WAIT to open presents!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although, I did get one present early, allow me to share my new obsession...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-jpzBEiARaE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-jpzBEiARaE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since I never fulfilled my promise from the last blog, let's recap the Baltimore weekend:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the nice weekend in Baltimore, I got a lot accomplished! Scrapping (well, really just talking) on Friday night with Tracy, &lt;a href="http://www.mrschez.typepad.com/"&gt;Jen&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.mandystarner.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mandy&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, Jen, Bill, Brandon, and I went to DC. We took the metro in and I have to admit... I was a little timid of doing the whole public transportation thing, but it went well. Then we went to the Smithsonian and left about... oh 5ish? Yea, it was snowing when we walked out. Little North Carolina girl here was definitely not prepared for that. I was freezing. I ended up buying a toboggan and gloves from a street vendor. And I was still freezing. But it was so gorgeous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was full of football and scrapping. What more could a girl need???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some pics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283218252199163666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SVHDAjkw9xI/AAAAAAAAARE/ug4E_kR5rTI/s400/DC+part+2+260.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283218255991446930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SVHDAxs6nZI/AAAAAAAAARM/VNMgZITUFfs/s400/DC+part+2+281.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283218264285573874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SVHDBQmY8vI/AAAAAAAAARU/JLWKVovu-68/s400/DC+part+2+264.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283220891926469026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SVHFaNUzGaI/AAAAAAAAASE/HKT7W7y5hM0/s400/DC+part+2+(jen)+064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283220886893935298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SVHFZ6k8usI/AAAAAAAAAR8/zCkUuB89_kE/s400/DC+part+2+(jen)+054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283218270579925330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SVHDBoDFIVI/AAAAAAAAARc/PlkldcZ4R10/s400/DC+part+2+310.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283220881022342882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SVHFZktDVuI/AAAAAAAAAR0/9-BwTeabTaA/s400/DC+part+2+(jen)+091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283220879104375538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SVHFZdjxevI/AAAAAAAAARs/if8a6ynC2dM/s400/DC+part+2+(jen)+090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283220872801666754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SVHFZGFFxsI/AAAAAAAAARk/eXVMfZY0Ehg/s400/DC+part+2+306.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there ya go! I will eventually post the LO's I did from Baltimore... eventually.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772788410807960565-8200450400320843963?l=nursedeah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/feeds/8200450400320843963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772788410807960565&amp;postID=8200450400320843963&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/8200450400320843963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/8200450400320843963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas-almost.html' title='Merry Christmas!  (Almost)'/><author><name>NurseDeah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182976658106934455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SYp8bMBumWI/AAAAAAAAATk/Tkg3Fcp05Ig/S220/th_0128092110-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SVHDAjkw9xI/AAAAAAAAARE/ug4E_kR5rTI/s72-c/DC+part+2+260.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772788410807960565.post-3344615160534030720</id><published>2008-12-09T23:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:13:35.823-05:00</updated><title type='text'>After tomorrow...</title><content type='html'>I can:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-write an actual post (with pictures from this weekend and lots of scrappy goodness!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-say that I'm DONE with statistics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-put up my Christmas decorations... I feel like the grinch for not having done that yet&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772788410807960565-3344615160534030720?l=nursedeah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/feeds/3344615160534030720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772788410807960565&amp;postID=3344615160534030720&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/3344615160534030720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/3344615160534030720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/2008/12/after-tomorrow.html' title='After tomorrow...'/><author><name>NurseDeah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182976658106934455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SYp8bMBumWI/AAAAAAAAATk/Tkg3Fcp05Ig/S220/th_0128092110-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772788410807960565.post-8806270672712524242</id><published>2008-11-19T22:59:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T23:05:05.945-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ack!</title><content type='html'>List of things the "ack" about:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number 1: 10 page paper due next week.&lt;br /&gt;Number 2: Discussion boards to finish up.&lt;br /&gt;Number 3: Two statistics tests to go before the semester is done.&lt;br /&gt;Number 4: I gotta get started on my admission stuff for grad school next fall.&lt;br /&gt;Number 5: GRE on Saturday... no pressure or anything, it's just the test that will decide if I can get into grad school...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, yea, so, I'm sufficiently stressed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's scrapbooking?  I don't even remember... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I will in 2 weeks when I go to my friend!!!  Yay, Jen!  And, even better, I'm going to bring your stuff!  Because I've completely given up on making it to the post office.  It's just not going to happen.  Let's put that dream to rest!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for loving me anyway, girl!  See you SOON!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772788410807960565-8806270672712524242?l=nursedeah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/feeds/8806270672712524242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772788410807960565&amp;postID=8806270672712524242&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/8806270672712524242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/8806270672712524242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/2008/11/ack.html' title='Ack!'/><author><name>NurseDeah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182976658106934455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SYp8bMBumWI/AAAAAAAAATk/Tkg3Fcp05Ig/S220/th_0128092110-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772788410807960565.post-9091864220199777264</id><published>2008-11-16T16:01:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T01:20:02.725-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't know anymore</title><content type='html'>I am watching You've Got Mail and there is a line in it where Joe is writing an email to Kathleen and he says, "Do you ever feel that you've become the worst version of yourself?"  Sometimes I feel like I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On an completely different note (because I'm not discussing the above anymore right now), I am amazed by new products out for kids.  With Christmas coming up quickly, we are bombarded by commericals and advertisements, even with our economy in the shape that it's in.  One example of a quite amazing new product that I have recently seen is the Crayola Magic Light Brush.  Really??  How is this possible.  I must see this in real life to understand how it works.  Because I am slightly confused and amazed by the commercial on TV.  So obviously the advertisement works, right?  But who am I going to by it for?  I don't have kids, and probably buying that for myself would be a little odd.  Plus, if I am going to spend money on something (which I'm not doing), it would be on other things.  Perhaps a new pair of boots or a new iPod nano.  My iPod is broken.  That was a sad day when I realized that.  Music is such a huge part of my life.  Any given day, my mood is reflected by my music choice.  And sometimes, I just want to sing.  So I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday morning was one of the worst mornings of my life.  I left my house at about 6:15 or 6:20, like I always do.  I probably went about 5 or 10 over the speed limit on the highway, like I always do.  I pulled into the parking lot, like I always do.  And then I did something that I never do.  That I have never done.  I did this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SSEJqx5Tp6I/AAAAAAAAAQs/l-9XzGo-Srk/s1600-h/1114080709%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SSEJqx5Tp6I/AAAAAAAAAQs/l-9XzGo-Srk/s400/1114080709%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269503669553047458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SSEJ5j9iA3I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/EHSmVQQBjCA/s1600-h/1114080709a%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SSEJ5j9iA3I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/EHSmVQQBjCA/s400/1114080709a%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269503923510707058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, my mind was completely somewhere else, and I "failed to stop" in time to avoid an accident, as my ticket says... and I hit another car.  That is not a good way to start the day.  I didn't make it into work to actually take care of my patients until about 8:30.  So Friday was not a good day.  But Friday night was better.  I went to my friend's house and hung out and had a great time.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was OK, too, I guess.  Last night we went to a friend's house and watched the UFC fight.... yea... definitely never watched that before and oh my goodness.  Those boys are not playing.  It was one of the most brutal things I've ever seen.  The boxing and kicking I don't mind so much.  But when one guy is down on the mat and the other guy is just hitting the crap out of him... I don't know about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, one last thing to say.  As passive agressive as I can be at times, I hate when other people are passive agressive, especially when it relates to me.  And, for some reason, I feel like a lot of that has gone on lately.  And I don't like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that note, I'm going to bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772788410807960565-9091864220199777264?l=nursedeah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/feeds/9091864220199777264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772788410807960565&amp;postID=9091864220199777264&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/9091864220199777264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/9091864220199777264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-dont-know-anymore.html' title='I don&apos;t know anymore'/><author><name>NurseDeah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182976658106934455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SYp8bMBumWI/AAAAAAAAATk/Tkg3Fcp05Ig/S220/th_0128092110-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SSEJqx5Tp6I/AAAAAAAAAQs/l-9XzGo-Srk/s72-c/1114080709%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772788410807960565.post-1656646033962522549</id><published>2008-11-12T12:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T13:27:43.142-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New, pretty stuff!</title><content type='html'>For your enjoyment:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a little mini album i threw together the other night.  very simple, i wanted to keep emphasis on the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/DSC_1762.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/DSC_1762.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/DSC_1763.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/DSC_1763.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/DSC_1764.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/DSC_1764.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/DSC_1765.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/DSC_1765.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/DSC_1766.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/DSC_1766.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/DSC_1767.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/DSC_1767.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a fun LO of my girls and me from MD this past summer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/DSC_1768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/DSC_1768.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, some pictures of fall at my house:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/DSC_1750.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/DSC_1750.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/DSC_1751.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/DSC_1751.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/DSC_1752.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/DSC_1752.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/DSC_1753.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/DSC_1753.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/DSC_1758.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/DSC_1758.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, that's all for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772788410807960565-1656646033962522549?l=nursedeah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/feeds/1656646033962522549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772788410807960565&amp;postID=1656646033962522549&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/1656646033962522549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/1656646033962522549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/2008/11/new-pretty-stuff.html' title='New, pretty stuff!'/><author><name>NurseDeah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182976658106934455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SYp8bMBumWI/AAAAAAAAATk/Tkg3Fcp05Ig/S220/th_0128092110-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772788410807960565.post-6870316565643570623</id><published>2008-11-09T01:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T02:08:52.656-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I need to go to bed.</title><content type='html'>So it's like, 1:30, and I should be asleep.  But I can't sleep.  So I thought I would blog.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to scrap tonight and had no mojo.  But I did have mojo to organize, so that's what I did instead.  Now all my pics are nice and organized again and my area is straightened up for the most part.  In the process of organizing and looking through my pics... I started about 2 mini albums and 2 LO's in my head.  And I wonder why I can't get anything done.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, blogger won't let me put my whole answer to the "random question" thing that goes on your profile.  Apparently, it has to be 400 characters or less, and I guess I rambled on a little too long.  But I figured since I spent all that time and effort (not really) answering it, I should put it on here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The question was: "What did you dream when you ate a spider while sleeping?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my answer is this: "Ok, so this is the scariest question ever.  Spiders have got to be the worst thing in the world.  And the statistic that we eat, like, 6 of them in our sleep in a year or our life or something (I forgot the actual numbers... I tried to block it out of my memory, but that never works for anything... especially the things you really wanna forget about, like stupid things that you've done in your life.  Yea, why can't I forget that stuff?  Ok, my ADD has gotten me off track...)  So yea, I hate spiders, and I would like to think that that doesn't happen to me.  My bubble will protect me from the spiders.  But, in regards to the 'dream' part of the question, I do have really weird, very vivid, sometimes very exciting dreams most of the time.  :)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I can get some scrapping done tomorrow before the Panthers game since it's not til 4.  We are playing the Raiders, so hopefully we should win.  Hopefully.  Alright, I'm off to bed!  Have a good rest of the weekend everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772788410807960565-6870316565643570623?l=nursedeah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/feeds/6870316565643570623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772788410807960565&amp;postID=6870316565643570623&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/6870316565643570623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/6870316565643570623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-need-to-go-to-bed.html' title='I need to go to bed.'/><author><name>NurseDeah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182976658106934455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SYp8bMBumWI/AAAAAAAAATk/Tkg3Fcp05Ig/S220/th_0128092110-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772788410807960565.post-397578541905472379</id><published>2008-11-03T16:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T16:29:27.798-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates!!!</title><content type='html'>So, lots of new stuff since I actually blogged last time.  I really don't count the last couple as actual blogs... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the last couple weeks have been pretty great. Working a lot.  Getting to scrap.  School shiz... ah well, I'm not talking about school stuff cuz this is gonna be a HAPPY blog!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Thursday was potentially the greatest night of my life.  I got to see NEW KIDS ON THE BLOCK in concert.  Go ahead and make fun.  I don't care.  It was the best concert ever and I'm not ashamed that I went.  It was pretty amazing.  I have no pics because I didn't want to take my big ol' Nikon D40 to the concert because I would have been too worried about that to enjoy the show.  But I'm stealing the memory card from my SIL soon so I can upload the pics from it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news... I've got some new LO's to show off!!!  I think this makes 10 or 12 towards my diet?  I should be keeping up better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/HPIM1114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/HPIM1114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/HPIM1115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/HPIM1115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/HPIM1116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/HPIM1116.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/HPIM1117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/HPIM1117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/HPIM1118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/HPIM1118.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/HPIM1119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/HPIM1119.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/HPIM1120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/HPIM1120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a completely different note... I'm so ready for this election to be over!  I'm so sick of hearing about it!  Tomorrow's the big day!  Go vote!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone has a great week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772788410807960565-397578541905472379?l=nursedeah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/feeds/397578541905472379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772788410807960565&amp;postID=397578541905472379&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/397578541905472379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/397578541905472379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/2008/11/updates.html' title='Updates!!!'/><author><name>NurseDeah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182976658106934455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SYp8bMBumWI/AAAAAAAAATk/Tkg3Fcp05Ig/S220/th_0128092110-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772788410807960565.post-2349376382747601872</id><published>2008-10-22T22:27:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T22:38:31.064-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate Statistics....</title><content type='html'>And not because I am not good at it or I'm doing badly in it... just because I would rather be doing soooo many other things right now.  For example, browsing Facebook looking at everyone's pages... scrapping... or really any other school work.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fact of the matter is that I went out tonight after work with some people and had a great time.  Had a couple glasses of wine... and really, Stats is the furthest thing from my mind right now... yet I have a quiz due tonight.  And I have no motivation other than "I have to have this class to graduate."  And if I don't graduate, I don't start grad school next fall.  And if I don't start grad school next fall, then my whole life is over, because then I won't be done when I want to be done.  Which, FYI, is in 2 years and 7 months.  That's right, I'm counting it down, month by month, minute by minute... I feel like I will never be done, and it certainly will never be December!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... in other news... for those of you that don't get enough of me on Facebook (you know who you are you blog-stalkers!  lol), here's a fun "4 things" about me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 THINGS I WAS DOING 10 YEARS AGO &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) i was a sophomore in hs &lt;br /&gt;2) working at the orthodontist &lt;br /&gt;3) hanging out w/my bff's after school every day &lt;br /&gt;4) involved w/the little theatre acting! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 THINGS ON MY TO-DO LIST FOR TODAY &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) school work &lt;br /&gt;2) go to to hospital to see my husband's best friend's new baby! &lt;br /&gt;3) watch king of queens &lt;br /&gt;4) take care of my doggies &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 RANDOM THINGS I LOVE ABOUT MY HUSBAND &lt;br /&gt;1. his homemade mac and cheese YUMMY!!! &lt;br /&gt;2. he puts up w/my random cravings for japanese or pizza or sushi &lt;br /&gt;3. he is so patient with me &lt;br /&gt;4. he knows to give me my space when i've had a bad day &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 JOBS I HAVE HAD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Chick-fil-a &lt;br /&gt;2) Orthodontic assistant &lt;br /&gt;3) CNA &lt;br /&gt;4) RN &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 MOVIES I HAVE WATCHED MORE THAN ONCE &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) The Notebook &lt;br /&gt;2) Never Been Kissed &lt;br /&gt;3) Legally Blonde &lt;br /&gt;4) Coming to America &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 PLACES I HAVE BEEN &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Belize &lt;br /&gt;2) Cozumel &lt;br /&gt;3) Charleston &lt;br /&gt;4) LA &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 PLACES I WANT TO VISIT &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Australia &lt;br /&gt;2) France &lt;br /&gt;3) a cruise to the southern caribbean &lt;br /&gt;4) the beach, any beach (we didn't get to go this summer) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 TV SHOWS I WATCH &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) King of Queens &lt;br /&gt;2) House &lt;br /&gt;3) Bones &lt;br /&gt;4) Survivor &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 THINGS YOU MAY NOT KNOW ABOUT ME &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I am an only child &lt;br /&gt;2) I have a love/hate relationship with my job &lt;br /&gt;3) I am a full time student working on my RN-BSN &lt;br /&gt;4) I hate confrontation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there ya go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scrapbooking wise... I just finished my 10th layout out of FIFTY!!!  I have a long ways to go, and I'm pissed at the other scrap whores who are waaay beating me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pics of the latest LO's to come tomorrow!!!  (I work like a half day tomorrow, so hopefully I can fit that in!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772788410807960565-2349376382747601872?l=nursedeah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/feeds/2349376382747601872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772788410807960565&amp;postID=2349376382747601872&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/2349376382747601872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/2349376382747601872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-hate-statistics.html' title='I hate Statistics....'/><author><name>NurseDeah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182976658106934455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SYp8bMBumWI/AAAAAAAAATk/Tkg3Fcp05Ig/S220/th_0128092110-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772788410807960565.post-603887461888388464</id><published>2008-10-04T16:31:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T16:36:13.234-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Addiction</title><content type='html'>So, it seems I have fallen off the blogging wagon once again.  It's because of my new addiction.  A little thing called facebook.  Anyone familiar with it?  Yea, so if you want to know what's going on in the life of Deah (which is very exciting and interesting by the way...), then get a facebook and be my friend!  Otherwise, I'm afraid your S.O.L.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone has a great weekend.  I'm sure I'll be back for a little better update sometime.  I'm not completely abandoning the blog thing, I just don't have time, what with school and work, and most importantly, facebook, lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772788410807960565-603887461888388464?l=nursedeah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/feeds/603887461888388464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772788410807960565&amp;postID=603887461888388464&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/603887461888388464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/603887461888388464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/2008/10/new-addiction.html' title='New Addiction'/><author><name>NurseDeah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182976658106934455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SYp8bMBumWI/AAAAAAAAATk/Tkg3Fcp05Ig/S220/th_0128092110-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772788410807960565.post-8330651586445278672</id><published>2008-09-25T11:14:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T11:20:08.546-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Stuff</title><content type='html'>So, working 5 out of 6 days 12 hour shifts really makes me tired.  But, I did manage to get a couple things done in the last week or so.  Here's 2-4 of 50 for the stash diet:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(This is a wall hanging, I just don't have the ribbon on it yet.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/DSC_1583.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/DSC_1583.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/DSC_1582.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/DSC_1582.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/DSC_1580.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/DSC_1580.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I just wanted to get those posted.  Sorry for the shortness and inevitable boring-ness of this post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772788410807960565-8330651586445278672?l=nursedeah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/feeds/8330651586445278672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772788410807960565&amp;postID=8330651586445278672&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/8330651586445278672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/8330651586445278672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/2008/09/new-stuff.html' title='New Stuff'/><author><name>NurseDeah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182976658106934455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SYp8bMBumWI/AAAAAAAAATk/Tkg3Fcp05Ig/S220/th_0128092110-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772788410807960565.post-7211209468373143139</id><published>2008-09-14T18:42:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T23:29:53.354-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So proud!</title><content type='html'>Of myself, of my boys, and of my babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me elaborate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# 1:  Of myself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Niki (one of my good friends at work) and I threw a baby shower for one of our co-workers, Jessica, yesterday. Just me and Niki. And we planned the whole thing and put it together and pulled it off! Yay! Go us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One baby shower last weekend for a family friend, one this weekend for Jessica, and one this coming week for one of the respiratory therapists at work.  I have spent more money at Babies R Us in the last couple weeks than I planned on.  In fact, I would really like to make something for Amy (the therapist) for her shower this week, but I don't know if I will have time.  We'll see how that goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/DSC_1520.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/DSC_1520.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/DSC_1525.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/DSC_1525.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/DSC_1526.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/DSC_1526.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also proud of myself for starting the stash diet.  So, for those of you that aren't familiar... A bunch of us girls from &lt;a href="http://www.wescrapbetter.blogspot.com"&gt;We Scrap Better&lt;/a&gt; are trying to not spend money.  And do 50 LO's before we buy anything new.  Because for real, we all  have way more stuff than we will ever use, so why not use it up?  So here's LO #1 of the FIFTY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/DSC_1578.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/DSC_1578.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# 2: Of my boys:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot believe that I have not blogged about this one sooner, but since I haven't, I now have TWO games to brag about.  My boys (the Panthers, duh) are 2-0 now.  That's right.  We have won both regular season games so far.  And yea, I realize that we are only week 2, but still.  It's not like we are playing the Dolphins team from last year.  We have won against the Chargers and the Bears.  All without my main boy, Steve Smith.  That's something.  I don't care what the haters think.  LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could really talk about my boys for a while, like Delhomme's game winning touchdown pass with 2 seconds left last week or how we are so a second half team and I shouldn't doubt them when we are down because they came back today... but I don't wanna bore everyone.  So if ya wanna talk football, lemme know.  I can talk a while...   :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and # 3: Of my babies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the new dog park yesterday evening with our 3 babies and mom and dad's one baby.  And let me brag like a proud mommy and say that they did so good!  Titan and Tierra especially.  I wasn't really surprised by the puppies because they adapt to anything new.  They don't know any different.  But Titan and Tierra haven't really been around other dogs much.  And they did just fine!  We will definitely have to make this a more frequent trip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/DSC_1573.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/DSC_1573.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharing the love (Titan is between Brandon and my dad and Tierra is in front of dad)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/DSC_1557.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/DSC_1557.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting acquainted with a new friend....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/DSC_1555.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/DSC_1555.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jake (the smallest one of the four, playing kinda rough with a bigger dog... he doesn't realize how small he is)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/DSC_1549.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/DSC_1549.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/DSC_1562.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/DSC_1562.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to get ready for some Sunday Night Football and then for another fun week at work.  Last week I worked nights, and I'm pretty sure I will not do that again.  It was horrible.  I say now that I won't do that again, but when they are short, and they ask me... I probably will... I can't say no.  Anyway, I'm back on days this week and I'm sure this week will be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone has a GREAT week!  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772788410807960565-7211209468373143139?l=nursedeah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/feeds/7211209468373143139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772788410807960565&amp;postID=7211209468373143139&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/7211209468373143139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/7211209468373143139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/2008/09/so-proud.html' title='So proud!'/><author><name>NurseDeah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182976658106934455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SYp8bMBumWI/AAAAAAAAATk/Tkg3Fcp05Ig/S220/th_0128092110-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772788410807960565.post-1086575373773876864</id><published>2008-09-06T20:03:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T21:47:44.476-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy Saturday Night</title><content type='html'>Sitting at home watching this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px! important; HEIGHT: 325px! important" src="http://xml.truveo.com/eb/i/2646303360/a/58ef677afb89fc040e3dec6de7dd6c26/p/1" width="425" height="345" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin James "Sweat the Small Stuff."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This video, by the way is part one of I think 5 parts and I highly recommend watching all five here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://video.aol.com/video-detail/kevin-james-sweat-the-small-stuff-1/3136326692/?icid=VIDURVCOM03&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is part one, but the links to the other parts are on the left side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this week has been fairly busy.  Tuesday was mom's birthday and we went out to eat.  I also tried out my new running shoes that day and yay for not getting shin splints!  I wanna be a runner when I grow up but I was having a hard time running because of those.  But my new shoes make me feel like a real athlete.  Which, whoever knows me at all knows that that is so not me.  But that's the great thing about running.  It's just me and the road.  I'm not competing with anyone and it's a great way to clear my head and get my thoughts together.  I tend to be a little Type A and running helps me deal with stress.  So yay for new shoes on so many levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.brooksrunning.com/prod.php?p=42224&amp;k=123212&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are definitely not as cute as my previous shoes, but I have learned to not buy running shoes based on cuteness.  That doesn't work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here are some pics from the last couple of weeks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the cookout:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/Misc010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/Misc010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the edited one cuz I was bored (which I did on Photobucket, how exciting is that?!?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/Misc010-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/Misc010-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And from Tuesday night when we went out to eat:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yummy Rum Runner, never had one before, but I will definitely order again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/Misc012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/Misc012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I don't know if you can tell from this pic or not, but this is why I have to go to the allergist next week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/Misc007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/Misc007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, I'm allergic to Jasmine and I don't know what to do about it.  And that is what happens to me when I hold her. :( I have had bad seasonal allergies for as long as I can remember and then became allergic to cats when I was about 12 (after having had cats most of my childhood before that).  My Allegra works for seasonal stuff, but definitely not for Jazzy.  So now I have an appt w/an allergist next week at 9:00.  After I work all night and then I have to work that night, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am such a good employee that I volunteered to work nights next week cuz they are so short.    Oh, and I'm throwing a baby shower for a co-worker next week and I am going to try to get something made for her like a mini-album or something.  But we will see how that goes.  Yea, I'm a good person, lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, that's all I've got for tonight.  Except you know how the last post I said that I was going to kick Statistic's butt?  Yea... I definitely hate it now.  One last pic to leave you with of some pretty flowers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/Misc001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/Misc001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG, I ALMOST FORGOT!!!!!!!  I am a HUGE dork and I'm sure I will get catch some slack for this, but I don't care.  My wonderful sister-in-law Amber and I will be going to Charlotte on October 30th for the New Kids on the Block concert.  Yep, that's right.  I know you're jealous.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772788410807960565-1086575373773876864?l=nursedeah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/feeds/1086575373773876864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772788410807960565&amp;postID=1086575373773876864&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/1086575373773876864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/1086575373773876864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/2008/09/lazy-saturday-night.html' title='Lazy Saturday Night'/><author><name>NurseDeah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182976658106934455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SYp8bMBumWI/AAAAAAAAATk/Tkg3Fcp05Ig/S220/th_0128092110-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772788410807960565.post-5191036579672237783</id><published>2008-08-30T21:25:00.015-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T22:13:32.666-04:00</updated><title type='text'>All better!</title><content type='html'>Yay!  I'm feeling much better and had to go to work today.  I have been out for a week (just because of how my schedule worked out).  The doctor wrote me out of work Monday and Tuesday and I wasn't scheduled back until today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also didn't realize that I am working the whole Labor Day weekend.  Saturday, Sunday, Monday.  So that kinda sucks, but I did get a week off.  Although, I think I would have rather been at work and seeing all my friends at work than to be home sick.  None of my buddies were at work today and I haven't seen them in a week. :(  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School has officially started back and let me just say that I'm going to kick Statistics butt.  I had my first assignment due yesterday and I got a 97.  That made me excited.  It's the little things like that I get excited about.  Like having just enough French Vanilla creamer to go in my coffee in the morning.  I can't function without my morning coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my degree evaluation at school Thursday and I'm about 2 1/2 classes short of what I need to graduate.  Which is ok.  It just means next semester is gonna suck because I am going to have to take a couple extra classes I wasn't planning on.  But I will get it done.  I already feel like I'm never going to get done with school, so I can't delay this process any longer.  I still have 3 years left as it is now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, onto more fun things now.  School is definitely going to stiffle my scrapping fire for a while, so that makes me sad, but let me share my mini book that I did when Jen was here that I still haven't posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/DSC_0598.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/DSC_0598.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/DSC_0599.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/DSC_0599.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/DSC_0600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/DSC_0600.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/DSC_0603.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/DSC_0603.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/DSC_0604.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/DSC_0604.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/DSC_0605.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/DSC_0605.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yea, one last note... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the greatest book ever.  It's an amazing love story.  And it will definitely make you cry.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/nightsinrodanthe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/nightsinrodanthe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/nightsinrodanthemovie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/nightsinrodanthemovie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;better be the best movie ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It comes out September 26th.  And I can't wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772788410807960565-5191036579672237783?l=nursedeah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/feeds/5191036579672237783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772788410807960565&amp;postID=5191036579672237783&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/5191036579672237783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/5191036579672237783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/2008/08/all-better.html' title='All better!'/><author><name>NurseDeah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182976658106934455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SYp8bMBumWI/AAAAAAAAATk/Tkg3Fcp05Ig/S220/th_0128092110-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772788410807960565.post-4906954768125173578</id><published>2008-08-26T12:49:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T22:34:46.864-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm siiiiiiick</title><content type='html'>I feel like crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't stop coughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't eat anything good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm very whiny... obviously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Saturday started off great.  Brandon and I went to the lake with some other couples from our Sunday school class.  I got some sun (finally) and did all kinds of atheltic stuff that I have never been (or will ever be) good at.  Although, I do have to pat myself on the back for a minute and say that I went kneeboarding.  Yea, I know, it's not water skiing or wakeboarding, but those are hard!  At least I could actually do kneeboarding.  I got up on the second try and it was really fun.  Until I wiped out and aspirated half the lake.  The other half went in my ears.  So yea, that was fun, and I knew for sure that I would be sore the next day from that.  But if that wasn't bad enough, I decided to go tubing, too.  And what exactly is tubing, you ask?  Well, that's where you hold on for dear life to the tube that is hanging by a rope (literally) to the back of the boat that is pulling you along at what you can only assume is like, at least 100 miles an hour.  Oh, and the whole time this is going on, I'm riding in the middle of 2 boys.  So everytime the tube hit a bump and we would go flying above the tube, they both landed on me.  Brandon was the first to fall off (haha!).  And then we went again, and that's the time I totally wiped out.  The best way to describe it is that I did a cannonball slide across the water.  Yea, that sounds about right.  Both my elbows are tore up because I held on too long for fear of doing what I inevitably did in the cannonball.  Overall though, I have to admit, as horrible as all that sounds, we had a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I didn't realize until later though was that the headache and sore throat that I woke up with on Saturday was actually something.  After the lake, we came home and I took a little 15 minute power nap because my head hurt so bad.  Which I attributed to getting my brain tossed about in my head on the tube.  Then we went to the cookout and had a great time seeing everyone.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Sunday night, when the headache-slash-swollen lymphnodes-slash-fever of 101.3-slash-sore throat was no better, I figured I should get that looked into.  And now I'm out of work.  But for real, I would rather be there now than feeling like this.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I do have pictures of me in all my almost Olympics-worthy performance from Saturday that I will post later!  I can't give y'all too much excitment in one day, can I?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772788410807960565-4906954768125173578?l=nursedeah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/feeds/4906954768125173578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772788410807960565&amp;postID=4906954768125173578&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/4906954768125173578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/4906954768125173578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-siiiiiiick.html' title='I&apos;m siiiiiiick'/><author><name>NurseDeah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182976658106934455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SYp8bMBumWI/AAAAAAAAATk/Tkg3Fcp05Ig/S220/th_0128092110-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772788410807960565.post-5679705957145284006</id><published>2008-08-19T17:41:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T22:45:40.565-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Week!</title><content type='html'>Lots to share with everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's start where I left off... Jen came in about a week and a half ago, and we had a blast! She made dinner for us one night (yes, that's right, the guest made me dinner in my own house) and let me just say, that it was delish! I was questioning her at first, but it was great. I'm learning to step out of my box and try new things even if I don't think I will like it, because most of the time, I end up liking it. We went to Charlotte on Friday and hit some scrappy stores down there and ate lunch with her sis. We actually did do some scrapping while she was here, too! Here's proof:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236786096644881122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SKzNNY84-uI/AAAAAAAAAKE/Zmlz-tv8Hzs/s320/DSC_0596.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236786100722043186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SKzNNoI9iTI/AAAAAAAAAKM/F58zK9x_I3E/s320/DSC_0597.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And we can't forget the famous "two thumbs up"! LOL&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Poor Amber was so confused...)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Two thumbs up for laptops:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236793502736689906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SKzT8eyxqvI/AAAAAAAAALc/KLWtWC_8J50/s320/DSC_0418.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That Sunday, we went to the family reunion up in the mountains. We always have so much fun seeing everyone. Well, let me clarify that a little... there are some people up there that I only see once a year, at the reunion, and then there's my real family. (Does that sound bad?) Those are the ones that I wish lived closer so that I could see them more often. Anyway... here's some of my fave pics from the reunion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG, how much does my camera ROCK?!?! I can't believe I took this. Granted, I took about 5,000 pics of butterflies, but still. My camera rocks and so do I.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236790469307096434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SKzRL6YzXXI/AAAAAAAAAKU/-uYhBoq6Sos/s320/DSC_0456.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And here is Mackenzie after our butterfly-chasing session. She finally caught one. Don't worry, no butterflies were harmed that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236790475944749266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SKzRMTHV6NI/AAAAAAAAAKc/v0X25AszPV8/s320/DSC_0476.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here's me and Mackenzie and some cousin I didn't know I had in the creek. It was such a fun day pretending like I was their age again. Unfortunately, I'm sad to say that I didn't catch a salamander like I used to. I was the bomb... what happened?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236790485171893698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SKzRM1fQ9cI/AAAAAAAAAKk/NR-NDmoMc3I/s320/DSC_0494.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And here's a kind of blurry one because my hubby didn't listen to me when I said, "baby, don't use that lens. It makes everything blurry."... Oh, well. Maybe one day he will learn to listen to me.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236793449250386418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SKzT5XipcfI/AAAAAAAAAK8/cqbWZYxcklk/s320/DSC_0518.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And one more of Mackenzie from when we went on a trip around grandma's old house with our cameras. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236793459772310274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SKzT5-vRQwI/AAAAAAAAALE/T8ybfVGme1Y/s320/DSC_0551.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I never loaded pics of my FAB birthday cake. Yea, that's right. I'm still talking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236793464279304706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SKzT6Ph0igI/AAAAAAAAALM/qIMTaSeGKi0/s320/DSC_0406.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236793468723979922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SKzT6gFg5pI/AAAAAAAAALU/RmwuNIw_oz4/s320/DSC_0407.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, here's a couple more LO's I've done since Jen left... I had the mojo left for a couple days... or at least I like to think so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236795459079693298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SKzVuWvS4_I/AAAAAAAAALk/r5jXH7-dlSI/s320/DSC_0593.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236795461651196610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SKzVugUY6sI/AAAAAAAAALs/6bmKW_Uewfs/s320/DSC_0594.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So school is starting back next week. I'm kind of looking forward to it, just because that's how I always get when it's time for school after summer break. And even though I did take a class this summer, it was really short and I've been off for about 2 months now. I feel like I'm ready, but let's give that about 2 weeks or so and I'll be back to, OMG, I don't wanna do this... I have to remember it's for the greater good, though. I really don't care about these classes for my RN-BSN because, well, I'm already a nurse. But I have to do this to get to the next step. Which, hopefully will be grad school next fall. But first, I must make it through statistics. I have been dreading this class FOREVER!!! Anyone wanna tutor me? Or just take it for me...? It is online! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have one more project I did when Jen was here, but it's way too many pics to load right now.  And btw, does Blogger hate me?  Why doesn't it make my pictures big if you click on them?  Am I doing something wrong?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772788410807960565-5679705957145284006?l=nursedeah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/feeds/5679705957145284006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772788410807960565&amp;postID=5679705957145284006&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/5679705957145284006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/5679705957145284006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/2008/08/busy-week.html' title='Busy Week!'/><author><name>NurseDeah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182976658106934455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SYp8bMBumWI/AAAAAAAAATk/Tkg3Fcp05Ig/S220/th_0128092110-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SKzNNY84-uI/AAAAAAAAAKE/Zmlz-tv8Hzs/s72-c/DSC_0596.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772788410807960565.post-5911032928343301994</id><published>2008-08-10T23:34:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T23:35:40.151-04:00</updated><title type='text'>holy crap</title><content type='html'>I just made a header for my page!&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it cute??&lt;br /&gt;I'm so proud of myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772788410807960565-5911032928343301994?l=nursedeah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/feeds/5911032928343301994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772788410807960565&amp;postID=5911032928343301994&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/5911032928343301994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/5911032928343301994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/2008/08/holy-crap.html' title='holy crap'/><author><name>NurseDeah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182976658106934455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SYp8bMBumWI/AAAAAAAAATk/Tkg3Fcp05Ig/S220/th_0128092110-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772788410807960565.post-6125061578161204497</id><published>2008-08-10T01:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T01:03:37.722-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Check this out...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://mrschez.typepad.com/"&gt;Click here!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little update from the last few days... from Jen, but still. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a marvelous family reunion tomorrow!  Actually, it is quite fun.  And LOTS of food!  So after that, I should be posting my own thoughts about the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have had a blast, done lots of shopping that should last me to the end of eternity for scrappy stuff (should being the key word), and watched some NFL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea, check back soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772788410807960565-6125061578161204497?l=nursedeah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/feeds/6125061578161204497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772788410807960565&amp;postID=6125061578161204497&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/6125061578161204497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/6125061578161204497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/2008/08/check-this-out.html' title='Check this out...'/><author><name>NurseDeah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182976658106934455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SYp8bMBumWI/AAAAAAAAATk/Tkg3Fcp05Ig/S220/th_0128092110-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772788410807960565.post-4119939983340079470</id><published>2008-08-06T14:49:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T14:56:54.568-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag Book</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/DSC_0397.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/DSC_0397.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/DSC_0399.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/DSC_0399.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/DSC_0400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/DSC_0401.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/DSC_0401.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/DSC_0402.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/DSC_0402.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/DSC_0403.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/DSC_0403.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/DSC_0404.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/DSC_0404.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/DSC_0405.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is a little tag book that I just finished making!  That's all for today!  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772788410807960565-4119939983340079470?l=nursedeah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/feeds/4119939983340079470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772788410807960565&amp;postID=4119939983340079470&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/4119939983340079470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/4119939983340079470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/2008/08/tag-book.html' title='Tag Book'/><author><name>NurseDeah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182976658106934455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SYp8bMBumWI/AAAAAAAAATk/Tkg3Fcp05Ig/S220/th_0128092110-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772788410807960565.post-6330421025900927018</id><published>2008-08-05T13:57:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T04:09:26.790-05:00</updated><title type='text'>364 more days</title><content type='html'>I'm totally a kid when it comes to my birthday. I love it. It's the greatest day of the year. So August 5th is probably my least favorite day of the year, because it's the day that my next birthday couldn't be farther away from. The only good thing about today is that my birthday cake wasn't ready yesterday, so we are having cake tonight. From Coldstone. Yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday was a good day. I got all kinds of calls and texts from friends and family! And I got some scrapping done, and that always makes for a good day. We went out to eat last night at Arigato's and got waaaay too much food. It was DELISH!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231101421110365138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SJibBuVTC9I/AAAAAAAAAJY/RAO8YKFR3Nw/s320/DSC_0370.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231101423957776994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SJibB48LGmI/AAAAAAAAAJg/vfwwj1NMH2M/s320/DSC_0373.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231101432064542178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SJibCXI-heI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Rh9hj1YIxEM/s320/DSC_0379.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231100514718295234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SJiaM9wlpMI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/MjovWgZ0P94/s320/DSC_0369.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jen is coming on Thursday and we are going to Charlotte on Friday for lunch w/her sister and to check out to scrap stores down there. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Good news about my baby girl! Her platelets are back up! We took her to the vet yesterday and they just called and said that they looked good! So we are headed to my mom's house to get Titan in a few minutes. I know it probably sounds silly to people who don't have pets and who just don't get it, but I think they miss each other. They haven't seen each other in over a week, and neither one knows what happened to the other one. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772788410807960565-6330421025900927018?l=nursedeah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/feeds/6330421025900927018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772788410807960565&amp;postID=6330421025900927018&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/6330421025900927018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/6330421025900927018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/2008/08/364-more-days.html' title='364 more days'/><author><name>NurseDeah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182976658106934455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SYp8bMBumWI/AAAAAAAAATk/Tkg3Fcp05Ig/S220/th_0128092110-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SJibBuVTC9I/AAAAAAAAAJY/RAO8YKFR3Nw/s72-c/DSC_0370.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772788410807960565.post-1541324140555663826</id><published>2008-08-01T23:16:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T23:47:12.864-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Update!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/DSC_0351.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/DSC_0351.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/DSC_0352.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/DSC_0352.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the baby girl is home as of Thursday afternoon. She was verrrry sleepy yesterday and today. I assume she didn't get much sleep in the doggie ICU. I know we don't let people get much sleep. I think she is finally catching up on her rest and getting to be her old self again. I hope, at least. She did get sick this morning because I gave her all her meds and then she didn't eat. The thing about Tierra is that she is a spoiled little princess. And apparently, when she was at the vet, they gave her canned food. So when she got home... and I gave her DRY food!!!! OMG, she was so offended! LOL So I had to go to the grocery store just to get food for her. Since I did that, she has been much better! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On another note, I'm still sad about the beach, but the thing that's getting me through it is that is knowing that my &lt;a href="http://mrschez.typepad.com/"&gt;super great friend&lt;/a&gt; is coming down on Thursday! YAY! Props to her, by the way, for making the &lt;a href="http://sayitinscrap.blogspot.com/"&gt;Say It In Scrap&lt;/a&gt; Design Team. She rocks. Yea, so we are definitely going to get some scrapping done next week, for sure! Speaking of which... there's a couple new LO's for you to enjoy up there! ^^^^^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, so that's all for now! I gotta get in the bed so I can go to work tomorrow. ICK!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772788410807960565-1541324140555663826?l=nursedeah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/feeds/1541324140555663826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772788410807960565&amp;postID=1541324140555663826&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/1541324140555663826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/1541324140555663826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/2008/08/update.html' title='Update!'/><author><name>NurseDeah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182976658106934455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SYp8bMBumWI/AAAAAAAAATk/Tkg3Fcp05Ig/S220/th_0128092110-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772788410807960565.post-4479839317841808205</id><published>2008-07-30T19:47:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T04:09:27.988-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No more beach trip  :(</title><content type='html'>So the last few days I have been in denial, but now I've come to terms with the fact that our beach vacation is a no-go. My little baby girl Tierra is in the vet hospital and has been since Monday night. Here's what happened. Monday night, she was bleeding a little and I noticed a lot of bruising on her abdomen and legs. When I saw the bruising, I knew something was wrong and we took her to the emergency vet. When we first got there, they took her right back. They came out a couple minutes later and asked if she had gotten into any poison or chemicals! Yea, that's not gonna scare me at all! But no, she hadn't. So they ran some bloodwork... 2 hours later, they said they wanted to keep her for the night because her platelets were really low. As in like, almost non-existant. So, needless to say, I was freaking out. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next morning, they re-ran the labs and they were still the same. The ultrasound of her abdomen was normal, so that's good, I guess. It's probably an auto-immune disease that is killing her platelets. The only thing to do is just wait for her platelets to come up. The vet called me this morning to say that they wanted to keep her tonight, too, and then we will recheck things again in the morning and see where we stand. So far, her platelets haven't gone up at all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday, we went to go see her and she is so sweet. She doesn't even act like anything is wrong with her. Of course, I took my camera to get some pictures, so here they are:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228964906497791362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SJED4NLI1YI/AAAAAAAAAHw/ECGPOf31N6o/s320/DSC_0323.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228964910137966290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SJED4avBftI/AAAAAAAAAH4/1W5SXJVhWoE/s320/DSC_0324.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228964917238725490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SJED41L-e3I/AAAAAAAAAIA/BGamWkPP8fU/s320/DSC_0328.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228964921967400290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SJED5GzYVWI/AAAAAAAAAII/KFwxXpA4pI0/s320/DSC_0332.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228964932343419794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SJED5tdN05I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/lViEi1bh87o/s320/DSC_0334.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228966680762778386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SJEFfe04AxI/AAAAAAAAAIY/tc-4nqRbsfQ/s320/DSC_0340.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228966696694929282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SJEFgaLZV4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/B5G1-oAz8BY/s320/DSC_0344.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So there are two problems with the beach trip that seem to be hindering it, one is that the emergency vet certainly ain't cheap, and two is that when Tierra does get to come home, if her platelets aren't back to normal yet, she can't be around other dogs, especially Jasmine. If Jasmine were to pounce on Tierra (which is a great possibility), there is a chance that Tierra might bleed. The original plan was to keep the doggies at my parent's house while we were at the beach, but now, Titan and Jasmine have to stay with them anyway. And if we go to the beach, where will Tierra go? Therefore, no beach trip this weekend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hopefully tomorrow my little baby will be able to come home. Keep your fingers crossed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772788410807960565-4479839317841808205?l=nursedeah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/feeds/4479839317841808205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772788410807960565&amp;postID=4479839317841808205&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/4479839317841808205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/4479839317841808205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/2008/07/no-more-beach-trip.html' title='No more beach trip  :('/><author><name>NurseDeah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182976658106934455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SYp8bMBumWI/AAAAAAAAATk/Tkg3Fcp05Ig/S220/th_0128092110-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SJED4NLI1YI/AAAAAAAAAHw/ECGPOf31N6o/s72-c/DSC_0323.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772788410807960565.post-3682312894402430931</id><published>2008-07-26T21:59:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T23:02:46.974-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Whew!</title><content type='html'>We are aaaalmost done with the room! We finished putting together the storage stuff today and I organized my stuff and OMG, I love my room. The only thing left to do is put up my peg board (cuz I'm copying my friend &lt;a href="http://mrschez.typepad.com/"&gt;Jen&lt;/a&gt;). So yay, I can't wait to scrap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of not being able to wait for something... Brandon and I are going to the beach next weekend! I am so ready to go. And here's what I want to do while we are there... nothing. Absolutely nothing. I want to sit on the beach and read a book and get a tan. We are going to Wrightsville Beach, which I have never been to.  I had thought about going to Hilton Head, because I've heard good things about that beach, too, but we went with Wrightsville.  Either way, I just want a beach.  We are going to be down for my birthday, so that should be fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as for our computer, it's dead. The hard drive is shot. And what I want to do is just get a new computer, but I don't know if I can get Brandon to go for that, but I'm working on it. He wants to just rebuild ours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changing subjects again... who watched So You Think You Can Dance on Thursday night? Well, if you didn't, then don't. It's depressing. Although, Comfort did go, so that was good. But Will went home... WTF is wrong with America???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so keep your fingers crossed that I can get a new computer, but until that decision gets made, I will continue to computer-nap my mom's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, on a side note, my birthday is less than 2 weeks away... just in case anyone wants to know! lol The actual day is August 4th, but I will be accepting presents anytime before or after that as well. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone has a good rest of the weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772788410807960565-3682312894402430931?l=nursedeah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/feeds/3682312894402430931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772788410807960565&amp;postID=3682312894402430931&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/3682312894402430931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/3682312894402430931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/2008/07/whew.html' title='Whew!'/><author><name>NurseDeah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182976658106934455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SYp8bMBumWI/AAAAAAAAATk/Tkg3Fcp05Ig/S220/th_0128092110-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772788410807960565.post-3188559116523193648</id><published>2008-07-21T14:20:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T15:08:57.982-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Scrap-iness=Happiness</title><content type='html'>So, here's some new ones from my scrapping weekend in Baltimore.  We are redoing our office-slash-my scrapping room.  I have nowhere to scrap right now and it's driving me CRAZY!  Hopefully, we are painting tomorrow and then finishing up on Thursday, which means *gasp*, time to organize scrap stuff!  Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/Baltimoreandthe4th259.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/Baltimoreandthe4th259.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/Baltimoreandthe4th260.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/Baltimoreandthe4th260.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/Baltimoreandthe4th261.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/Baltimoreandthe4th261.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/Baltimoreandthe4th262.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/Baltimoreandthe4th262.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Let me not forget to give props to my girls Cathy and Aja for their labels that I used on a few of these LO's. Check out their etsy stores here: &lt;a href="http://twogirlzstuff.etsy.com/"&gt;Aja&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://boriquaz.etsy.com/"&gt;Cathy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772788410807960565-3188559116523193648?l=nursedeah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/feeds/3188559116523193648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772788410807960565&amp;postID=3188559116523193648&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/3188559116523193648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/3188559116523193648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/2008/07/just-testing.html' title='Scrap-iness=Happiness'/><author><name>NurseDeah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182976658106934455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SYp8bMBumWI/AAAAAAAAATk/Tkg3Fcp05Ig/S220/th_0128092110-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772788410807960565.post-1466596364714442273</id><published>2008-07-21T12:12:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T04:09:28.305-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Photoshop</title><content type='html'>is amazing. I've got the CD and I need to load it on my computer. Too bad my computer doesn't work. This pic was taken by my great photographer friend Jen and I love what she has done with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/photo/2864251120101548337yxnnju"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC_0007 - Copy" src="http://inlinethumb16.webshots.com/32271/2864251120101548337S425x425Q85.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="VISIBILITY: hidden; WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/bHQ9MTIxNjY1NjY5MDg*MyZwdD*xMjE2NjU2NzQ1MDMxJnA9MjIxNjQxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTE=.jpg" width="0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;About why my computer doesn't work...It crashed last night. I hate it. I frigging hate my computer. All I was doing was trying to upload my pictures to snapfish. And the computer came up with some error message that was an entire screen long and stayed on the screen for about half of a second before it tried to restart. And that's where the problem is. It stays on the start-up screen FOREVER and never kicks over the log in screen. So, yea, I'm not happy about that. Obviously, I'm using my mom's computer again. God bless her computer. Let's hope I don't mess it up, too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Two last pictures... of my new haircut! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225529517512848178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SITPaP6r8zI/AAAAAAAAAHg/0koJKe0xbc0/s320/Baltimore+and+the+4th+156.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225529518495217474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SITPaTk5t0I/AAAAAAAAAHo/uGV6xwceGJs/s320/Baltimore+and+the+4th+159.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'm done for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772788410807960565-1466596364714442273?l=nursedeah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/feeds/1466596364714442273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772788410807960565&amp;postID=1466596364714442273&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/1466596364714442273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/1466596364714442273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/2008/07/photoshop.html' title='Photoshop'/><author><name>NurseDeah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182976658106934455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SYp8bMBumWI/AAAAAAAAATk/Tkg3Fcp05Ig/S220/th_0128092110-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SITPaP6r8zI/AAAAAAAAAHg/0koJKe0xbc0/s72-c/Baltimore+and+the+4th+156.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772788410807960565.post-3937077281646227294</id><published>2008-07-19T22:11:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T04:09:28.535-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Super pissed!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SIKfh9zGYbI/AAAAAAAAAFg/vX1LcN0Qe-s/s1600-h/kheringtonpayne.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224913923576586674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SIKfh9zGYbI/AAAAAAAAAFg/vX1LcN0Qe-s/s320/kheringtonpayne.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ummm so I'm so mad at America right now.  I am ob-freaking-sessed with So You Think You Can Dance.  And this past week was the week that the judges stopped voting out the one that they wanted out of the bottom three.  And America got it WRONG! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just in case you wanna know... here's the story:&lt;br /&gt;In the top 12, Comfort (one of the dancers) got voted out and Jessica (another dancer) made it into the top 10.  Well, Jessica got hurt last week, so they invited Comfort back (I guess to have an even number of guys and girls).  Well, Comfort SO should have gone this week, but, alas, my girl Kherington got the boot... I was so super pissed Thursday night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could figure out how to put a YouTube video on here, I would put her solo on, so instead, I'll put the link.  Also, if someone could say, "Hey, Deah!  This is how you add a video to your blog!", that would be great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=nKE1aT_-3Ko"&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=nKE1aT_-3Ko&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So go watch it.  It's great.  Your welcome.  lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now.  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772788410807960565-3937077281646227294?l=nursedeah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/feeds/3937077281646227294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772788410807960565&amp;postID=3937077281646227294&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/3937077281646227294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/3937077281646227294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/2008/07/super-pissed.html' title='Super pissed!'/><author><name>NurseDeah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182976658106934455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SYp8bMBumWI/AAAAAAAAATk/Tkg3Fcp05Ig/S220/th_0128092110-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SIKfh9zGYbI/AAAAAAAAAFg/vX1LcN0Qe-s/s72-c/kheringtonpayne.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772788410807960565.post-8944413490113270986</id><published>2008-07-17T18:04:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T04:09:30.632-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Waaaay back to May...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So, I thought I would share some pics with whoever is still reading this since it has been sooooooo long. (It seems that is always how I start my blogs, hmm.) But anyway... I went to Chicago for a work conference back in May. Brandon came up on Friday after the conference and we stayed in the city for the weekend. We went to all the sites like the Sears Tower and the Art Institute of Chicago. We had a great weekend and the conference was awesome, too! I learned SOOOO much!. It was a conference for critical care nurses and the technical name for it is "National Teaching Institute and Critical Care Exposition." Yea, fancy, I know! So anyway, I didn't really know what it was all about until I went and oh my goodness! There was so much to do! I am a HUGE dork and I was like a kid in a candy store with all the classes to chose from. And I was there with one of my best friends from work and one of my best friends from class. I also very much enjoyed my night alone in the city before Brandon got there. It was very relaxing and kind of liberating. (This is going to sound silly but...) I felt so grown up. Ok, so here's some pictures!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I don't know how many people have seen Ferris Bueller's Day Off... (I would hope everyone because it's a classic) but do you remember the part in the movie where they go to the Sears Tower and they look over the rail down at the bustling city below? Well, that's what I was trying to do here, but apparently either I'm really short or they are really tall or they moved the rail back because I could NOT get to the freaking window. Oh, well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224118032069170642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SH_Lq-4yFdI/AAAAAAAAAEI/XWCGjKtXbvU/s320/Chicago+096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So here's Brandon in deep thought reading one of the plaques at the top of the Sears Tower...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224118039292954706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SH_LrZzESFI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/GoHFoS885nQ/s320/Chicago+093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And I thought it would be cool to take a pic in the elevator that for real went so fast that my ears popped like, 3 times between the ground and the observation deck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224118044465923506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SH_LrtEZhbI/AAAAAAAAAEY/tKv3VpilTZc/s320/Chicago+100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And this is, I think, my fave pic from the whole week... the Sears Tower up close and personal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224118049715835346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SH_LsAoE0dI/AAAAAAAAAEg/NnVmJeJnob8/s320/Chicago+101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And of course, you can't go to Chicago and not get Chicago-style pizza, right? So we did. I did with Jill one night and then I did again with Brandon when he got there. You definitely have to be hungry and in the right mood to eat that pizza... but it was DELISH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224122570055924338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SH_PzINIunI/AAAAAAAAAEo/ByNO5py14qw/s320/Chicago+296.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224122578015561858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SH_Pzl23KII/AAAAAAAAAEw/dGtoEH4tk1U/s320/Chicago+297.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224122588846673650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SH_P0ONMzvI/AAAAAAAAAE4/ZMCoYa_Qlss/s320/Chicago+298.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Brandon and I went on a riverboat cruise the last night we were there and I got some great pictures, even if I do say so myself!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224125706980132786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SH_SpuKJh7I/AAAAAAAAAFI/BCwgBEX-3PU/s320/Chicago+139.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224125715385671666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SH_SqNeL3_I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/HQvb5OK7XVo/s320/Chicago+103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224125718339574754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SH_SqYec2-I/AAAAAAAAAFY/_BwBjp7NHjQ/s320/Chicago+149.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So yea, lemme finish this blog by saying that I completely agree with my friend Jen who said, and I quote, "blogger is pissing me off!"  And I couldn't agree more.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I remember now why I don't blog more... cuz I'm hella frustrated now.  I hear typepad calling me... &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/2772788410807960565-8944413490113270986?l=nursedeah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/feeds/8944413490113270986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772788410807960565&amp;postID=8944413490113270986&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/8944413490113270986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/8944413490113270986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/2008/07/waaaay-back-to-may.html' title='Waaaay back to May...'/><author><name>NurseDeah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182976658106934455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SYp8bMBumWI/AAAAAAAAATk/Tkg3Fcp05Ig/S220/th_0128092110-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SH_Lq-4yFdI/AAAAAAAAAEI/XWCGjKtXbvU/s72-c/Chicago+096.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772788410807960565.post-5790087422820918325</id><published>2008-04-15T15:40:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T04:09:30.991-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting to know ME!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ok, so I thought it would be fun to do a little survey and then have y'all do it, too, and post it on your blogs! So here's mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;1. What is your occupation? RN in ICU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;2. What color are your socks right now? White &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;3. What are you listening to right now? Watching Full House... yea I know, old school. That's how I roll! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;4. What was the last thing that you ate? Broccoli Cheddar soup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;5. Can you drive a stick shift? Um, negative&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;6. If you were a crayon, what color would you be? Purple! (the color of royalty, haha!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;7. Last person you spoke to on the phone? Brandon &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;8. How old are you today? 23&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;9. Favorite drink? Sweet Tea, but I'm trying to switch to Splenda, being that when I pulled out my summer clothes... my favorite capris from last year won't even button! Grrr....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;10. What is your favorite sport to watch? NFL! (Go Panthers!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;11. Have you ever dyed your hair? Um, yea, I don't even know what my natural color is anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;12. Pets? Two miniature pinschers, Titan and Tierra (here they are!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189563368731736210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SAUIY2yieJI/AAAAAAAAADw/o3rKlfihQpI/s320/D40+065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189563377321670818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SAUIZWyieKI/AAAAAAAAAD4/rb4M6wp7wVs/s320/D40+067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;13.Favorite food? Spaghetti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;14. Last movie you watched? On TV, The Wedding Singer. In the theater, P.S. I Love You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;15. Favorite Day of the year? My birthday!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;16. What do you do to vent anger? Lash out irrationally... lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;17. What was your favorite toy as a child? All of them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;18. What is your favorite, fall or spring? Summer should be an option here.... and that would be my answer. Referring back to number 15... mainly because of my birthday. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;19. Hugs or kisses? Both!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;20. Cherry or Blueberry? Cherry. And preferably in pie form.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;21. Living arrangements? With the hubs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;22. When was the last time you cried? Within the last week for sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;23. Who is the friend you have had the longest? Gina, since 3rd grade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;24. Craziest memory with that friend? Hmmm... so many to choose from. Probably when we went to the beach with my parents. We were about 15 years old. We got grounded to the room for sneaking out to the beach to meet up with a couple guys we met earlier. The great thing about that though is that even though we couldn't go out, we still had so much fun! Oh yea, and another great memory is when we dressed up as Christmas trees and took pics one year... I am going to have to look for those pics now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;25. Favorite smell? Acqua Di Gio by Armani.... yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;26. What are you afraid of? Spiders. And my fear of spiders gets worse every year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;27. Plain, cheese or spicy hamburgers? Cheese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;28. Favorite car? My dream car is either an Acura MDX or Lexus RX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;29. Favorite cat breed? I hate cats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;30. Number of keys on your key ring? 3 and about 5 keychains. I have about 50 keychains in my collection though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;31. How many years at your current job? 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;32. Favorite day of the week? Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;33. How many states have you lived in? Just one, I'm pretty boring. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;34. How many countries have you been to? Including America... 3!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;35. Where would you want to retire to? Charleston, SC... I actually would like to live there now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;36. What is your best childhood memory? I have two: making biscuits with my grandma (my dad's mom). I would help her roll out the dough, and she would tell me where to cut it to get the most out of the dough. She made the best biscuits ever. And her creamed corn was awesome, not the kind that comes canned- real homemade creamed corn. My other one is with my nanny (my mom's mom). She died when I was 5, so I don't remember alot, but I remember that everytime I went over, she had a Hershey's bar for me (which might be why they are my favorite today) and we used to play lego's. I miss both of my grandmas tremendously and it really makes me angry when people who still have their grandparents dont even take the time to see them or call them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;37. What are the different jobs you have had in your life? My first job was when I was 15. I was an orthodontic assistant I guess you could call it. I don't know how I ended up with that job. then, chick-fil-a, sagebrush, front desk at a doctor's office, CNA/med tech at an assisted living, and RN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;38. Piercings? I have 2 in each ear, but if and when I do wear earrings, I usually only wear the 1st ones, and I have my belly button peirced. I used to have my cartilage in my ear peirced, but that hurt worse than my belly button.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;39. Tattoos? None&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So there ya go! That's me. Your turn. Let me learn some more about who reads my blog! Post a comment telling my you did this so I know to check it out! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hope everyone has a wonderful night!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772788410807960565-5790087422820918325?l=nursedeah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/feeds/5790087422820918325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772788410807960565&amp;postID=5790087422820918325&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/5790087422820918325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/5790087422820918325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/2008/04/getting-to-know-me.html' title='Getting to know ME!'/><author><name>NurseDeah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182976658106934455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SYp8bMBumWI/AAAAAAAAATk/Tkg3Fcp05Ig/S220/th_0128092110-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SAUIY2yieJI/AAAAAAAAADw/o3rKlfihQpI/s72-c/D40+065.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772788410807960565.post-7291756021691195498</id><published>2008-04-08T14:49:00.015-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T04:09:32.453-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lots of Pictures...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hooray for computer-napping my mom's computer and FINALLY being able to put pics on the computer! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Brandon is working on the computer as we speak (or as I type, technically) and I've still got my mom's. Not only am I having issues with getting pictures to open, but now iTunes won't freaking open. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So Brandon's mom's boyfriend (who has a Master's in Computer Engineering or something like that...) is supposed to come work on it this weekend, but apparently Brandon is going to try to fix it now. We'll see how that turns out... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;After a long wait... and probably at least a month or more of LO's to share... here they are!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186970562762246722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/R_vSPr3aCkI/AAAAAAAAADc/aoXKWxne-r8/s320/scrap1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186964416664045986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/R_vMp73aCaI/AAAAAAAAACM/H0idlCq6_k0/s320/scrap2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186965138218551730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/R_vNT73aCbI/AAAAAAAAACU/ac3bKz4bCDE/s320/scrap3.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186966254910048738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/R_vOU73aCeI/AAAAAAAAACs/j52VWQjodw8/s320/scrap4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186966834730633714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/R_vO2r3aCfI/AAAAAAAAAC0/NhofLeECwmg/s320/scrap5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186967148263246338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/R_vPI73aCgI/AAAAAAAAAC8/osB19vcBOuw/s320/scrap9.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186967414551218706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/R_vPYb3aChI/AAAAAAAAADE/MxhbeiWxPpw/s320/scrap8.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186967753853635106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/R_vPsL3aCiI/AAAAAAAAADM/Otl_qxvZP9s/s320/scrap6.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186968024436574770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/R_vP773aCjI/AAAAAAAAADU/eeAJHQ2HxBg/s320/scrap7.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Whew! Ok, that was alot! Hope you enjoy! That's all for now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772788410807960565-7291756021691195498?l=nursedeah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/feeds/7291756021691195498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772788410807960565&amp;postID=7291756021691195498&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/7291756021691195498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/7291756021691195498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/2008/04/lots-of-pictures.html' title='Lots of Pictures...'/><author><name>NurseDeah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182976658106934455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SYp8bMBumWI/AAAAAAAAATk/Tkg3Fcp05Ig/S220/th_0128092110-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/R_vSPr3aCkI/AAAAAAAAADc/aoXKWxne-r8/s72-c/scrap1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772788410807960565.post-8647661154318302673</id><published>2008-04-07T21:12:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T21:42:47.135-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;So proud of myself today!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;I went to Panara and stayed almost all day! I've come to the conclusion that I can't do my school work at home because I have ADHD and I get way too sidetracked. So I went to Panera and enjoyed a nice caramel latte and then, after a couple hours there, got a lil hungry. I have stepped outside of my nice, comfy box, and ventured out on what I get at Panera. I used to always get the ham swiss, and that got pretty boring. So I started getting the Smokehouse Turkey Panini. And let me just say, it's delightful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;Also, I'm proud of myself for figuring out how to add a playlist on here without asking anyone. I have added some of my favorite songs of the moment, mostly new stuff. Oh yea! The video that I tried to post in the last blog... I think I've figured that out too! Let's try it out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;Grrr... nevermind... : /&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Anyway, I'm also so proud of my friend!! Jenny (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mrschez.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;http://www.mrschez.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;) made the ScrapGal DT!! Woot woot!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;Ok, I'm going to go have a drink, eat some pizza, and watch the NCAA tournament final. (Thank goodness it's finally going to be over... maybe I can get my husband back!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772788410807960565-8647661154318302673?l=nursedeah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/feeds/8647661154318302673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772788410807960565&amp;postID=8647661154318302673&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/8647661154318302673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/8647661154318302673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/2008/04/yay.html' title='Yay!!'/><author><name>NurseDeah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182976658106934455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SYp8bMBumWI/AAAAAAAAATk/Tkg3Fcp05Ig/S220/th_0128092110-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772788410807960565.post-4293325623068794011</id><published>2008-04-05T19:03:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T19:22:48.710-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;So, apparently, I can only blog one every 2 months... that's my limit... no more, no less.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;With how crappy my computer is right now, I unfortunetely cannot post pictures.  How many LO's have I done and I can't post them??? Grrr... oh well.  Hopefully, we might be getting a new computer soon.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;So, I'm slightly pissed off today because our friends Rob and Jill that we met on the cruise (please refer to previous blog...) live in Chicago.  And we bought tickets to go up there in May to see them.  The problem is that we bought tickets from Skybus.  If you aren't familiar... it's a new airline that flies out of Greensboro for like, nothing.  We bought tickets up there for, like, 20 dollars each, one way.  Freaking ridiculous.  And it's not like it was all fake, because we flew to Fort Lauderdale for the cruise on Skybus.  Well, today, Skybus announced that they went bankrupt.  All their flights ended today.  No warning.  Stick a fork in them, they are done.  So there goes our trip to Chicago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KdQA6mC3ZWI"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KdQA6mC3ZWI&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ok, am I an idiot...?  I can't figure out how to post the actual video here instead of the stupid link.  Anyway... this is my new favorite song for a variety of reasons.  I could listen to it all day.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Maybe if I actually post more often I wouldn't have to make them like, a freaking book in length.  And since I could care less about doing school work that I need to do (I'm about 2 weeks behind in one of my classes... woops!), then I don't have to use that as an excuse not to post.  Since the whores group on myspace is non-existant now... I don't have to consume my time with that either.  That's why I need to keep this up... cuz all the whores are over here now... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Alright, that's all I got for now.  Pictures soon, perhaps???  Keep your fingers crossed.&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/2772788410807960565-4293325623068794011?l=nursedeah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/feeds/4293325623068794011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772788410807960565&amp;postID=4293325623068794011&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/4293325623068794011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/4293325623068794011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/2008/04/so-apparently-i-can-only-blog-one-every.html' title=''/><author><name>NurseDeah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182976658106934455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SYp8bMBumWI/AAAAAAAAATk/Tkg3Fcp05Ig/S220/th_0128092110-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772788410807960565.post-5131642102074600908</id><published>2008-02-04T14:17:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T22:23:55.152-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Back by popular demand!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ca%20href=" target="_blank" action="'view&amp;amp;current="&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ok, ok, here we go again... I'm gonna BLOG!!! YAY!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So, instead of boring everyone with what has gone on in the past... 3, 4 months, let's just start with the here and now. Brandon and I just got back from a cruise a week ago. Everyone kept asking what was the occassion. And there wasn't one. We didn't go on vacation last year, and a couple months ago I said, I wanna go on a cruise! So we did. And it was AMAZING!!!! Every single minute of every day was great. I saw pictures of the ship online, but you really can't understand how huge that thing is until you actually step on it and see it. Our first afternoon on the ship was just walking around in awe of everything. Here we are that day... &lt;img style="WIDTH: 338px; HEIGHT: 520px" height="698" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/cruise/Cruise283.jpg" width="434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Everything on the ship was great. We could not have asked for better service. We had three waiters at dinner and they couldn't have been better. After dinner the first night, we went to one of the lounges on the ship and I sang karaoke. Now before you ask... yes, I actually do sing. There was a couple of us that could sing, and the rest were drunk. LOL. So, that ended at about 11:00, and they said that the party was continuing up on the top deck in the Viking Crown Lounge. So up we went. About 15 minutes after we got there, we met this couple, Rob and Jill, from Chicago, and hit it off with them. We spent about every waking second the rest of the week with them. I miss them :( After the club closed at 2, we went and got pizza and then hit the hot tub with our new friends. We didn't know then that this would be our routine for the rest of the week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The second day was a cruising day on the way to Belize and we slept til about... 10 or so, and then went and got breakfast. It was formal night that night, and there was a Captain's Welcome Aboard Reception that evening before dinner with drinks on the Captain! (Ok, so it was just champagne, but it was the only alcoholic free drink there was that week.) I did take a couple pics of the other pretty not-free drinks. &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ca%20href=" target="_blank" action="'view&amp;amp;current="&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 664px" height="692" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/cruise/Cruise309.jpg" width="338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was the Bon Voyage!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And this is the Tropical Sunrise! Good Times, Good Times!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ca%20href=" target="_blank" action="'view&amp;amp;current="&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 682px; HEIGHT: 394px" height="457" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/cruise/Cruise382.jpg" width="740" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So, formal night on the ship was so much fun! Brandon was whining at first because he had to bring a suit, but it was worth it. It was nice to see everyone dressed up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Here's Brandon and I on formal night, and one of Rob and Jill!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ca%20href=" target="_blank" action="'view&amp;amp;current="&gt;&lt;img height="706" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/cruise/Cruise365.jpg" width="457" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ca%20href=" target="_blank" action="'view&amp;amp;current="&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 446px; HEIGHT: 666px" height="668" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/cruise/Cruise366.jpg" width="460" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'm gonna leave you with that for now... but there is more to come becuase I only got to the second day, but I'm hungry and I have schoolwork to do!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772788410807960565-5131642102074600908?l=nursedeah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/feeds/5131642102074600908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772788410807960565&amp;postID=5131642102074600908&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/5131642102074600908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/5131642102074600908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/2008/02/back-by-popular-demand.html' title='Back by popular demand!'/><author><name>NurseDeah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182976658106934455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SYp8bMBumWI/AAAAAAAAATk/Tkg3Fcp05Ig/S220/th_0128092110-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l286/bmcdnb8484/cruise/th_Cruise283.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772788410807960565.post-4780941149045179777</id><published>2007-09-25T22:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T04:09:32.809-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy today</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/RvnHQOoFlWI/AAAAAAAAABw/5FJku9WEaCw/s1600-h/rascal+flatts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114337933473977698" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/RvnHQOoFlWI/AAAAAAAAABw/5FJku9WEaCw/s320/rascal+flatts.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Because of this  &gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;When I got off work this morning, I went to Wal-Mart and picked up the new Rascal Flatts CD that just came out today. I think I was the first one to get it. They were still in the box not even loaded on the shelves yet. I had a long night and wanted to treat myself. The CD is great. I haven't listened to all the songs yet, but what I have heard is awesome. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;So what I usually do when I find a new favorite song is I KILL it!!! Obviously, my song right now is the first release off this album "Take Me There." I've listened to it about 10 times today, and Brandon is fussing at me, lol. Interesting fact- Kenny Chesney wrote that song. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;There's another song that I like on this album called "Bob That Head." It's funny. Let me also say that the lead singer of Rascal Flatts, Gary LeVox, can freakin sing!!! I love his voice. If you like country music, I highly recommend this CD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;So then when I got home, I changed clothes and took Brandon to the doctor for his follow up appointment for his blood pressure. At 25 years old, he is now going to be on a low-dose blood pressure medication until we run some more tests to see what's going on. The doctor was concerned because of his age, his activity level, and his stress level. None of those combined should make his BP be up like it is. So, we are going to the cardiologist on Thursday for an echocardiogram (the heart doc for an ultrasound of his heart). I don't even know what to think of that... By the way, the cardiologist that the doc set us up with is one that almost cussed me out on Sunday because I had to page him at 2 AM. Good times. Good times. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Also, I have SOOOOOOO much to do before Thursday for class, and now I don't even know if I will be at class depending on what the echo shows. *sigh* I think my blood pressure is up now. AND, I haven't sent out my secret sister stuff for September yet... and September is almost gone. Oh no... I'm gonna get kicked out of the whores...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;On the plus side though, (I mean, come on now, there's gotta be an up side, lol) I don't have to be at work again until Saturday night! :)&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/2772788410807960565-4780941149045179777?l=nursedeah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/feeds/4780941149045179777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772788410807960565&amp;postID=4780941149045179777&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/4780941149045179777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/4780941149045179777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/2007/09/happy-today.html' title='Happy today'/><author><name>NurseDeah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182976658106934455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SYp8bMBumWI/AAAAAAAAATk/Tkg3Fcp05Ig/S220/th_0128092110-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/RvnHQOoFlWI/AAAAAAAAABw/5FJku9WEaCw/s72-c/rascal+flatts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772788410807960565.post-8570900232890354314</id><published>2007-09-21T09:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T04:09:35.194-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New, New, New!!! :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/RvPB2OoFlNI/AAAAAAAAAAo/DueNLxS3zyE/s1600-h/HPIM0652.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112643139378975954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/RvPB2OoFlNI/AAAAAAAAAAo/DueNLxS3zyE/s320/HPIM0652.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;So, I am in love with scalloped paper right now. And I got this paper from my friend Jen (who I really need to call and thank her for all my goodies... I'm a bad friend sometimes...) Anyway, I love this picture of Brandon and his boys at the wedding. It's so casual and nonchalant. And for some reason, all the pics that I have scrapped so far of my wedding are all in black and white, and I really like it, and I'm thinking about making the whole thing black and white. I don't know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Here's another one. This one was inspired by a challenge to make a shape with words. However, I think the example that was used was a digi LO, and that makes me feel prouder that I actually paper scrapped this. I have a problem with digi stuff though. Cuz I look at it, and think, "Wow, how did they do that????" And then I realize that it's digital, and I think, "Well, that' cheating." So, that being said... here it is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112645488726086882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/RvPD--oFlOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/PlZiPLZe0KU/s320/HPIM0654.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I freakin' LOVE this LO. I hate to toot my own horn, but I really like how my style is progressing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Ok, non-scrapbooking related now... what's goin on with me...? Hmm... well, I worked last night, and I wasn't that incredibly busy, so I said to the girls in my unit, "I have GOT to get some studying done tonight!!!" So they made me study! And I actually got a whole chapter read! AND took notes. So, now... I need to go take the test (they are all online) while it is fresh in my head. But I'm getting kinda tired now... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;And for the weekend we have coming up, not that much exciting stuff goin on. (Lemme just throw in here that on the way home, while listening to the weather on the radio, they gave today's forecast and then they said Saturday's forecast. And for a split second I thought, "Why are they giving SATURDAY'S forecast on MONDAY??" wow... that's all I can say... wow) But anyway, I'm working tonight, sleeping tomorrow day, and then studying with a girl from school. Good times. Good times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;OMG, I forgot to say that I'm sick :( I have another freakin' UTI! And another antibiotic. If you've never had a UTI, then you have no idea. It's miserable. But I'm feeling a little better with the drugs on board. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;On a closing note now... I leave you with a massive amount of pictures. My husband put up some new shelves for me in my scrap area, so I cleaned and organized everything yesterday. I love my space. So, while it's clean, here's some pics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112654130200286450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/RvPL1-oFlPI/AAAAAAAAAA4/eLY-aaXRrl8/s320/HPIM0671.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112654825984988418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/RvPMeeoFlQI/AAAAAAAAABA/Qz6fZoOlikQ/s320/HPIM0670.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;My new shelves! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112655298431390994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/RvPM5-oFlRI/AAAAAAAAABI/eGG_az2BgbA/s320/HPIM0660.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;The clock is one that I altered. But I can't seem to get a picture without a flash without it being blurry. : /&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112655766582826274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/RvPNVOoFlSI/AAAAAAAAABQ/2mpyrJVwxMs/s320/HPIM0661.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112656569741710642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/RvPOD-oFlTI/AAAAAAAAABY/s60ilsAjfdU/s320/HPIM0665.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Embies!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112657059367982402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/RvPOgeoFlUI/AAAAAAAAABg/Tv2IgZCQ0Rw/s320/HPIM0668.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Last, but not least, the Cricut and the craft table for when my mess overflows off of the desk (which happens everytime!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112657557584188754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/RvPO9eoFlVI/AAAAAAAAABo/37XiI1e2Jxo/s320/HPIM0669.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Alright, I'm going to bed. Have a great day everyone!!! :)&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/2772788410807960565-8570900232890354314?l=nursedeah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/feeds/8570900232890354314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772788410807960565&amp;postID=8570900232890354314&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/8570900232890354314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/8570900232890354314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/2007/09/new-new-new.html' title='New, New, New!!! :)'/><author><name>NurseDeah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182976658106934455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SYp8bMBumWI/AAAAAAAAATk/Tkg3Fcp05Ig/S220/th_0128092110-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/RvPB2OoFlNI/AAAAAAAAAAo/DueNLxS3zyE/s72-c/HPIM0652.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772788410807960565.post-4102761771749780493</id><published>2007-09-18T20:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T04:09:35.365-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged!!!  I'm it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;So, I have to do 12 interesting things about me now, because I have been tagged twice... so here goes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;1- I hate when gas stations put 8's and 3's on upside down. And while I'm on it, when they run out of 2's and they pretend upside down 5's are 2's like nobody's gonna notice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;2- I love lip gloss. If I am out in public and I don't have any, I have a mini anxiety attack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;3- I wish I liked to clean... but alas... I don't. I love the results of cleaning, but don't like doing it so much. I want a maid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;4- I want to be a photographer when I grow up. And I want a Nikon D40x for Christmas, but I don't think I will get it. Heck, I'd even take the regular D40, but I don't think I'll get that one, either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;5- I need to stop buying scrapbooking stuff... I just need to use what I have now, and I would still be set for like, another 2 or 3 albums, LOL. But I can already think of things that I need. That's right... NEED! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;6- I love my belly button ring, even as teenager-ish as that is. I'll probably keep it until my belly button pokes out when I get pregnant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;7- I am super excited about the So You Think You Can Dance tour. Less than a month away!!! Woo Hoo!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;8- Little things make me excited, for example, getting coffee at work and finding one last french vanilla creamer makes me happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;9- I love singing, and for lack of a better, less conceded sounding way of saying it, I'm good at it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;10- My mom is my best friend. I don't know what I am going to do when I don't have her anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;11- My job is awesome. Some days (or nights, rather), it seems like just a job. But if I really stop and think about what I do, it's pretty freakin cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;12- I could eat Italian food everyday. And by "italian food", I mean mainly spaghetti, lasagna, pizza, and especially ziti! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Whew! Glad that's over. Now, onto another random comment... Have you ever mentally freeze framed a moment in your day, and then stepped back and looked at it and said, "This is my life." I did that today. And then I thought... hmm... how do I feel about that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;On a different note, I tried winning tickets today for a concert next Saturday night, and I didn't get them. After listening to the flippin radio for like, 4 hours, I didn't get them! I cried. It's my 2 favorite groups in concert TOGETHER and I'm so sad... (in case you're wondering, it's Little Big Town and Sugarland) *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I finally took a picture of my new haircut. (With a shot of the back in the mirror... I'm so cool.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111721998840830802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/RvB8Eyt1G1I/AAAAAAAAAAg/k5KhgeKi5Zk/s320/HPIM0650.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very tired and it's only 9:24. I have a mental problem with going to bed anytime before 11. LOL. So I gotta push through the next hour and a half. What should I do? Study? Nah... Maybe I'll scrap. &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/2772788410807960565-4102761771749780493?l=nursedeah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/feeds/4102761771749780493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772788410807960565&amp;postID=4102761771749780493&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/4102761771749780493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/4102761771749780493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/2007/09/tagged-im-it.html' title='Tagged!!!  I&apos;m it!'/><author><name>NurseDeah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182976658106934455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SYp8bMBumWI/AAAAAAAAATk/Tkg3Fcp05Ig/S220/th_0128092110-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/RvB8Eyt1G1I/AAAAAAAAAAg/k5KhgeKi5Zk/s72-c/HPIM0650.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772788410807960565.post-3706315612250021139</id><published>2007-09-14T11:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T11:38:49.689-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Since Wednesday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I have been pretty busy! Let's start off on a random note... Wednesday morning while watching the news, I got a little depressed. On the weather segment, there were no days over 90 degrees. And they said we were starting to cool down. *sigh* I hate winter. I hate cold weather. And I know we aren't there yet, but it's coming. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Then, later on Wednesday, while I was supposed to be at a class for work, Brandon was in the emergency room, and then I took him to Prime Care. His blood pressure had been up all day, so then we went to Wal-Mart and bought a blood pressure cuff so that we can monitor it for the next two weeks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yesterday, not much happened, went to class, took a dumb test, lol. So we'll see how that turns out. I took B's blood pressure about 4 times yesterday... up, up, up, and up. UGH! My 25 year old husband is going to end up on blood pressure medication. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I made my secret sister altered item, and it turned out awesome, even if I do say so myself! I wanna make me one now. I started working on my felt items for a swap, but I wasn't really feeling it, so I went to bed, after watching King of Queens, of course. Which, by the way, they have apparently taken off the second episode of King of Queens, and replaced it with Family Guy. What's up with that???? GRR...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm going to try and get some sleep today, because I have to work the next 3 nights. :( Fun weekend ahead for me!&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/2772788410807960565-3706315612250021139?l=nursedeah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/feeds/3706315612250021139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772788410807960565&amp;postID=3706315612250021139&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/3706315612250021139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/3706315612250021139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/2007/09/since-wednesday.html' title='Since Wednesday...'/><author><name>NurseDeah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182976658106934455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SYp8bMBumWI/AAAAAAAAATk/Tkg3Fcp05Ig/S220/th_0128092110-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772788410807960565.post-8191173787900152876</id><published>2007-09-11T23:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T04:09:35.598-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I heart this...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/RudX6cPvUCI/AAAAAAAAAAU/xVSxy_kC0B0/s1600-h/HPIM0638.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109148963801354274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/RudX6cPvUCI/AAAAAAAAAAU/xVSxy_kC0B0/s320/HPIM0638.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;new LO!!! I just keep looking at it everytime I walk by the office! I just love everything about it. It came together better than I even pictured. And that doesn't happen everytime! You will have to excuse the picture... I don't have a cool new 12x12 scanner like some people! Also, gotta love the rockstar paper!!!!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;So today has been such a productive day! New haircut that I LOVE!! And new color-- love it too! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I cleaned up my scrap area and I desperately need more space! I went on a mission today to look for shelves and a comforter (but I will get to that in a minute). I couldn't find any shelves that I liked, so my money-saving husband suggested some shelves that we have in the 2nd bedroom that I wanted to take down anyway. I think they will work perfect. It's just a matter of getting them up now! Hopefully tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I have been working on redecorating the 3rd bedroom for quite a while now... and I finished painting it a couple weeks ago. Let me throw in here that I painted the WHOLE bedroom by myself. Brandon never picked up a brush. Now, I'm not complaining by any means. Most of that time was while he was working in the yard. But I also wanted to do it by myself because:&lt;br /&gt;................#1- I am a little bit of a control freak.&lt;br /&gt;................#2- I wanted to be able to look at it when I was done and say, "Wow, I did that!"&lt;br /&gt;It turned out awesome, but it still needs decorations. So I went in search of the perfect comforter today. And I found it! So that made me happy. Just a plain red comforter- exactly what I wanted. The room is white on top, and black on bottom, separated by a chair rail. With red accents (curtains, comforter, and I'm still looking for a lamp). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I also bought like, 20 black frames at the beginning of the year knowing that I wanted to do this room. This past summer (or is it still summer?-- I always think of September as fall) my aunts made me copies of some really old black and white family pictures. Finally, today, I put these awesome pictures into those black frames. That made me happy, too. Let me just say, this room is gonna ROCK when it's done!! I am so excited about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;On a more somber note, today is September 11th... and to quote the song that I'm sure has been played over and over today... "Have you forgotten?" It's been 6 years. (Which also means I have been out of high school almost 6 years... I feel old.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;One more thing... I have figured out how to add pictures now (obviously), AND how to add a list!  Props to me!  :) &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/2772788410807960565-8191173787900152876?l=nursedeah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/feeds/8191173787900152876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772788410807960565&amp;postID=8191173787900152876&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/8191173787900152876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/8191173787900152876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/2007/09/new-lo-i-just-keep-looking-at-it.html' title='I heart this...'/><author><name>NurseDeah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182976658106934455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SYp8bMBumWI/AAAAAAAAATk/Tkg3Fcp05Ig/S220/th_0128092110-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/RudX6cPvUCI/AAAAAAAAAAU/xVSxy_kC0B0/s72-c/HPIM0638.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772788410807960565.post-2038483527434783900</id><published>2007-09-11T01:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T01:55:12.212-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm such a follower...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;So, I was actually looking at a few blogs a couple nights ago, and I thought to myself, "I'm so glad you don't do that, Deah. That's just one more thing to keep up with. If someone wants to know something about me, they can just ask me!" And yet, here I am. *sigh* Jenny JUST made one. And the ironic thing is that while I was thinking all this to myself, I thought, well, she doesn't have one either. And DANG IT!! If she didn't make one. Hence, I become a follower.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;My question now becomes, who will read this? Will anyone? What if no one cares? And then I go into some self-pity "nobody likes me, I might as well eat worms." LOL. But who cares right??? I've had some issues lately with trying not to care. I have a very stressful job, and you can't get too attached to patients, because sometimes they die... and as sad as it is, I can't become emotionally involved or i wouldn't be able to do it. Also, I have this "friend" who will not talk to me, and I have no earthly idea why... so I'm really trying to not care. It's her loss. It's hard for me to not care though. I like for people to like me. But as I get older, I am learning to just be happy being me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;OK, now on to some not-so-serious stuff. I have been crazy about some scrapbooking lately! My husband said to me tonight when I was scrapping, "Baby, you really need to start making some more time to scrapbook. You haven't gotten to a lot lately." He is quite the sarcastic one! But the bad thing about being so crazy obsessed??? I just started school back this semester , and I am not putting as much time and effort into it as I could. (And to add to my lack of time, now I'm blogging!) I'm just not really feeling the school thing as much as I thought I would, so I don't know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;On that note, being that I'm not quite sure how to post pics and all that good stuff in here, that's all I have for now! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772788410807960565-2038483527434783900?l=nursedeah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/feeds/2038483527434783900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772788410807960565&amp;postID=2038483527434783900&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/2038483527434783900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772788410807960565/posts/default/2038483527434783900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursedeah.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-such-follower.html' title='I&apos;m such a follower...'/><author><name>NurseDeah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12182976658106934455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D20Gr_1YJ3s/SYp8bMBumWI/AAAAAAAAATk/Tkg3Fcp05Ig/S220/th_0128092110-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
