<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7721029</id><updated>2009-10-13T14:24:01.413-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Confessions of a Girl On Her Way Home...</title><subtitle type='html'>"Wise men say only fools rush in, But I cant help falling in love with you.  Like the river rolls surely to the sea, darling so it goes, somethings are meant to be.  Take my hand, take my whole life too.  For I cant help falling in love with you." -- Elvis Presley</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandiestuff.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7721029/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandiestuff.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7721029/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Hulai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18282078208904264522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>553</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7721029.post-7978810614434302108</id><published>2008-08-18T01:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T01:20:17.516-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know I am never online anymore. Theres been so much going on in my life lately that it has been hard for even me to keep up with myself.&lt;br /&gt;I start Vet Tech school this morning. Lets hope I can keep up with the huge coarse load. I had to cut back hours at work in order to participate in the program, thats scary to me.  I took student loans to cover the rest of my expenses.  If I make it through I will graduate in May of 2010.  I am excited but nervous to go.&lt;br /&gt;My baby sister (reffered to as Munchkin) got married two Saturdays ago.  Im so happy for her.  She made a beautiful bride.  She has a great husband.&lt;br /&gt;Adam and I went through some troubled times, but I brought them all on us.  We are getting back on track and i am doing  my best to be more worthy.  Trust me I wasnt. &lt;br /&gt;Im learning now that its hard to let go of people who were your friends.  When they change and become a friend in a different compacity, thats very hard.  Ive learned a lot of tough lessons lately.  I hope to overcome all of those lessons and take from them the appropriae information. &lt;br /&gt;I feel like God forgot about me some days, but I am working on that too.  So keep me in your prayers.  Right now I need them.  Desperately.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7721029-7978810614434302108?l=mandiestuff.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandiestuff.blogspot.com/feeds/7978810614434302108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7721029&amp;postID=7978810614434302108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7721029/posts/default/7978810614434302108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7721029/posts/default/7978810614434302108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandiestuff.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-know-i-am-never-online-anymore.html' title=''/><author><name>Hulai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18282078208904264522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00110728310023101206'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7721029.post-7324896171049088494</id><published>2008-01-22T03:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T03:02:52.398-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Father'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Death'/><title type='text'>dealing with death</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So its been a long while since I last sat down and wrote to anyone.  Theres been so much going on lately that I have felt all turned around.  Im feeling the stress of school really badly right now.  I never realized all those years in high school how easy it all came to me.  Now I feel like the dumb kid in class, but really thats only when he hands us a test and my brain goes completely blank. &lt;br /&gt;I finally got to go home.  However it wasnt under the most favored circumstances.  My wonderful Uncle David died.  He was a great inspiration and a very dear loved one in my life.  He showed me one of the few stable men that I have ever really known.  He stepped in when ever I needed some one far more than even I realized.  He was always there when I needed some one to talk to and some how had this knack for just showing up at my home when I needed some one the most.  I never knew how he did that but he always did.  I think in my four years in high school that he may have gone to more of my school functions than my own dad did.  Sad, right.  Well thats just how he was.  He always knew just how to make you laugh or how to make you feel better when you felt like total crap. &lt;br /&gt;I remember this one time right before I moved away from Houston, I was at home alone for the weekend.  He called to check on me and mom during the day one day.  I talked to him for a bit then he said he would see me later.  Well about two hours or so later he showed up.  I think he knew I was getting a little depressed with my mom getting married and pending move.  He sat with me for a few hours while we talked and he prayed with me.  When Uncle David left I felt a sense of relief where I had felt a bit of emptiness.  Not that it cured it, but he made sure that I  knew that I was not alone.  I really needed it.&lt;br /&gt;Its memories like that, that make me wish that I had been closer the last few years.  He was always stressing to me that family was so important.  He always told me not to give up on my dad.  I never have.  I just reserve the right to be pissed.  He would tell me that he wished there was more he could do.  What I wish I could say to him now is that he couldnt have done more to  make a lost girl feel more loved in a world where she was confused and lonely.  There were so many other things that he and my Aunt Ramona did for us.  They will never know how much I love them.  Even if I call every day and tell her what he meant to me, what he still means to me.&lt;br /&gt;No, I didnt call often.  Hell almost never.  But thats how I deal with the crap.  When Im hurt, I ball up and do it else where.  I have a very hard time grieving.  Yep we put him to rest over a week ago and Im still having problems crying or putting those feelings in motion.  I cant bring myself to cry.  The most Ive done is a little bit of tear shed during a few songs.  I feel like I cant do it.  Like crying over him would be like the loss I felt with my Nana. &lt;br /&gt;Over my Nana, I cried day and night.  I would wake up in cold sweats then call my mom and cry for a few more hours.  I was pathetic.  I just dont know if I can go through that again. I had so much guilt over not being there or not calling that I just broke down.  I still miss her so much that I dream about her.  I dream that shes calling me to come to her, when I get there shes gone.  Ive never been more torn over anything.  Thats how death makes me feel.  Torn.  Now if only I could deal a little better, I would be able to move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7721029-7324896171049088494?l=mandiestuff.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandiestuff.blogspot.com/feeds/7324896171049088494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7721029&amp;postID=7324896171049088494' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7721029/posts/default/7324896171049088494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7721029/posts/default/7324896171049088494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandiestuff.blogspot.com/2008/01/dealing-with-death.html' title='dealing with death'/><author><name>Hulai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18282078208904264522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00110728310023101206'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7721029.post-6943441944075579514</id><published>2007-12-15T07:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T07:38:50.430-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Update'/><title type='text'>ah me!</title><content type='html'>I know its been a while since I really posted regularly.  I get on my kicks where I have no time for anything but school and work.  Ok who am I trying to lie to?  I am still on one.  This quarter at school is already proving to be harder than I thought it would be.  Its more Chemistry involved than I was expecting.  If anyone remembers back that far, Chemistry sucked.  I had alot of trouble in that class, though I passed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skip to now.  I am only awake at this ungodly hour because I was supposed to have a class this morning.  Well it snowed like 4 inches last night, and is still snowing.  So I have decided it not a good idea to try to get out of the house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My baby sister, Hope is now in Korea.  I have to say its weird to know she is half way around the world.  Not that she hasnt been gone before.  Just this time will be a long stay.  Not real sure how long, but it could be up to 18 months if I understood it correctly.  Thats ok though, her fiance will be there in February so I wont worry as much then. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life here has changed very little since my last real post.  Well other than the one about Omaha.  Things are pretty much the same.  Every one is driving me nuts with "why arent you guys married?" questions.  I hate that question. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is almost here and Im so not done shopping.  Though I only have a few to buy for now!  I love this season. Even though it makes me broke every year!  I cant help it, I love the decorations and every thing else!  For the first year I feel like I have out done myself.  I have gotten a few little gifts that will be so much better than anything anyone can give adam.  Last year I felt like I may have been the one he didnt get the cool stuff from.  This year I know they cant beat me!  Hah!  I know that sounds stupid but it is soo true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope every ones holidays are good!  I promise to post more in the future!  I will try this time not to be a stranger for so dang long!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7721029-6943441944075579514?l=mandiestuff.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandiestuff.blogspot.com/feeds/6943441944075579514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7721029&amp;postID=6943441944075579514' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7721029/posts/default/6943441944075579514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7721029/posts/default/6943441944075579514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandiestuff.blogspot.com/2007/12/ah-me.html' title='ah me!'/><author><name>Hulai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18282078208904264522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00110728310023101206'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7721029.post-1526538142079624461</id><published>2007-12-13T04:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T04:56:37.384-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Omaha</title><content type='html'>On Wednesay, December 5, 2007 at approximately 1:42 pm (CST), Robert Hawkins walked int the Von Maur store, in the Westroads Mall in Omaha, Nebraska.  With him was an assault riffle and he used that to kill 8 people, and himself.  These men and women all started their day thinking that it would be a normal, run of the mill day.  But it wasnt.  This deeply disturbed boy hurt so many more people than just the 8 that were killed that day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to thank all of you who have called, texted, or emailed in the last week to check on my family and me.  It is of great comfort to know that you all care.  My family and I were luckily all at home, work or school at the time when the mall shootings here in Omaha occurred on Wednesday.  My brother, Matthew, and I work less than a mile from the mall that this transpired in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to tell you all that I love you and thank you for being a friend to me.  I have learned that every person who is in your life is there for a reason.  Even if you rarely talk to them.  Events like this let me know what a large support group I have.  Though I was not personally affected by this in any way other than shock, disbelief and grief for these people I did not know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never think that a tragedy such as this one will ever happen so close to your home.  Yet I live 10 minutes from the Westroads Mall.  Matthew lives less than a 5 minute drive from it.  It really gives you a wake up call to tell every one you love just how much you do love them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drive past the Westroads every day.  This afternoon on the way to work, I could not help but cry.  You see, people are leaving memorials infront of the Von Maur store, and it is visible from the road.  Omaha has become my home, and I love this city.  I have several friends who were in the store that day, who fortunately left the store before the shootings occurred.  One of which walked out only 10 minutes before hand.  Call it luck, fate or what ever you will.  I will count my blessings that these friends are still here with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its so easy to disconnect from the world when you see some random act of violence happen.  We sit glued to our televisions and scour the internet for information about them.  This boy, Robert Hawkins, said he was going to be famous.  Unfortunately he is now, and he is famous for all the wrong reasons.  Yet I feel nothing but pity on him.  If some one had just taken the time to actually show him love and support, maybe this could have been stopped before he  thought of it.  It has really made me think about how I treat people.  I sincerely hope it will do the same for every one who reads this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ask for the prayers of all of you, no matter what faith you chose to practice, for the families of the victims.  They have a long road ahead of them to recovery.  In particular I ask you for the prayers for the family of one of my co-workers.  Her mom was an employee at Von Maur and was one of the victims, Beverly Flynn.  Though I do not know her, nor do I know that I have met the daughter, she is a part of my Marriott family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With each breath you take, remember that you are not ensured another.  Live with out regrets and remember to let those you love know it.  You never know when you will or if you will see them again.  I for one will hold on a little tighter to my loved ones from now on.    Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7721029-1526538142079624461?l=mandiestuff.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandiestuff.blogspot.com/feeds/1526538142079624461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7721029&amp;postID=1526538142079624461' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7721029/posts/default/1526538142079624461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7721029/posts/default/1526538142079624461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandiestuff.blogspot.com/2007/12/omaha.html' title='Omaha'/><author><name>Hulai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18282078208904264522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00110728310023101206'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7721029.post-6852243642885969940</id><published>2007-09-15T23:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T23:40:46.228-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Please Vote for Me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.picture.com/voteforme/photovote1.asp?PID=2359519"&gt;http://www.picture.com/voteforme/photovote1.asp?PID=2359519&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I entered one of my tiger pictures in a photo contest!!! I would appreciate if anyone would go in and rate my photo!!! Thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7721029-6852243642885969940?l=mandiestuff.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandiestuff.blogspot.com/feeds/6852243642885969940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7721029&amp;postID=6852243642885969940' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7721029/posts/default/6852243642885969940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7721029/posts/default/6852243642885969940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandiestuff.blogspot.com/2007/09/please-vote-for-me.html' title='Please Vote for Me!'/><author><name>Hulai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18282078208904264522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00110728310023101206'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7721029.post-6391935134561882101</id><published>2007-08-30T01:49:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:41:11.509-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zoo'/><title type='text'>More Omaha Zoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs5w_EGv5rk/RtZr-MtWz-I/AAAAAAAAAJs/L_3bW05tW70/s1600-h/yawn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104385943978561506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs5w_EGv5rk/RtZr-MtWz-I/AAAAAAAAAJs/L_3bW05tW70/s320/yawn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh so sleepy... I think they were fed sleeping pills!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs5w_EGv5rk/RtZr2MtWz9I/AAAAAAAAAJk/icL4V_F81oY/s1600-h/white+tiger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104385806539608018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs5w_EGv5rk/RtZr2MtWz9I/AAAAAAAAAJk/icL4V_F81oY/s320/white+tiger.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love the White Tigers, ok who am I kidding I love the big cats!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs5w_EGv5rk/RtZreMtWz8I/AAAAAAAAAJc/qNs9ryEF6wY/s1600-h/tripod.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104385394222747586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs5w_EGv5rk/RtZreMtWz8I/AAAAAAAAAJc/qNs9ryEF6wY/s320/tripod.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This tiger is pregnant and has three legs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs5w_EGv5rk/RtZrM8tWz7I/AAAAAAAAAJU/Vv4PHKqgS_4/s1600-h/spot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104385097870004146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs5w_EGv5rk/RtZrM8tWz7I/AAAAAAAAAJU/Vv4PHKqgS_4/s320/spot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh yeah its nap time in Omaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs5w_EGv5rk/RtZrI8tWz6I/AAAAAAAAAJM/-GrYTMSa6T0/s1600-h/sleepy+mommy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104385029150527394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs5w_EGv5rk/RtZrI8tWz6I/AAAAAAAAAJM/-GrYTMSa6T0/s320/sleepy+mommy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sleepy Momma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs5w_EGv5rk/RtZrF8tWz5I/AAAAAAAAAJE/Xx2OBM2Codo/s1600-h/seal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104384977610919826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs5w_EGv5rk/RtZrF8tWz5I/AAAAAAAAAJE/Xx2OBM2Codo/s320/seal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im a playful gal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs5w_EGv5rk/RtZpWstWz4I/AAAAAAAAAI8/CMSobibebSw/s1600-h/relax.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104383066350473090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs5w_EGv5rk/RtZpWstWz4I/AAAAAAAAAI8/CMSobibebSw/s320/relax.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nap time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs5w_EGv5rk/RtZpT8tWz3I/AAAAAAAAAI0/thW5f-LhGH4/s1600-h/playtime.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104383019105832818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs5w_EGv5rk/RtZpT8tWz3I/AAAAAAAAAI0/thW5f-LhGH4/s320/playtime.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Play time with the baby gorillas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs5w_EGv5rk/RtZpMstWz2I/AAAAAAAAAIs/xVzAFEwkivc/s1600-h/paws.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104382894551781218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs5w_EGv5rk/RtZpMstWz2I/AAAAAAAAAIs/xVzAFEwkivc/s320/paws.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kitty Feet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs5w_EGv5rk/RtZpIMtWz1I/AAAAAAAAAIk/gb7pw2hfZsk/s1600-h/paw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104382817242369874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs5w_EGv5rk/RtZpIMtWz1I/AAAAAAAAAIk/gb7pw2hfZsk/s320/paw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Big kitty feet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs5w_EGv5rk/RtZpFstWz0I/AAAAAAAAAIc/_SYMOZJk_6o/s1600-h/ostrich.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104382774292696898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs5w_EGv5rk/RtZpFstWz0I/AAAAAAAAAIc/_SYMOZJk_6o/s320/ostrich.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Smile..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs5w_EGv5rk/RtZpCctWzzI/AAAAAAAAAIU/0oGmKgDxDmY/s1600-h/nap+time.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104382718458122034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs5w_EGv5rk/RtZpCctWzzI/AAAAAAAAAIU/0oGmKgDxDmY/s320/nap+time.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nap time at the big cat house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs5w_EGv5rk/RtZo_stWzyI/AAAAAAAAAIM/W6gCsz1o_8U/s1600-h/nap2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104382671213481762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs5w_EGv5rk/RtZo_stWzyI/AAAAAAAAAIM/W6gCsz1o_8U/s320/nap2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sleepy Kitty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs5w_EGv5rk/RtZo88tWzxI/AAAAAAAAAIE/laVa5ddJGSM/s1600-h/monkey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104382623968841490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs5w_EGv5rk/RtZo88tWzxI/AAAAAAAAAIE/laVa5ddJGSM/s320/monkey.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I want your food!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs5w_EGv5rk/RtZo5ctWzwI/AAAAAAAAAH8/WjATB8C979Q/s1600-h/2kittys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104382563839299330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs5w_EGv5rk/RtZo5ctWzwI/AAAAAAAAAH8/WjATB8C979Q/s320/2kittys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These two were just too pretty not to capture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7721029-6391935134561882101?l=mandiestuff.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandiestuff.blogspot.com/feeds/6391935134561882101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7721029&amp;postID=6391935134561882101' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7721029/posts/default/6391935134561882101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7721029/posts/default/6391935134561882101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandiestuff.blogspot.com/2007/08/more-omaha-zoo.html' title='More Omaha Zoo'/><author><name>Hulai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18282078208904264522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00110728310023101206'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs5w_EGv5rk/RtZr-MtWz-I/AAAAAAAAAJs/L_3bW05tW70/s72-c/yawn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7721029.post-4326824474157592675</id><published>2007-08-30T01:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T02:15:41.739-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Zoo Pics</title><content type='html'>So i dont know if you all noticed it or not, but I love the big cats.  I seriously think that they fed them sleeping pills that morning.  There just werent many that were awake.  I really hope that you guys are enjoying them! I have lots more but well they are on Adam's computer and I had these in an email at work.  Let me know what you think!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7721029-4326824474157592675?l=mandiestuff.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandiestuff.blogspot.com/feeds/4326824474157592675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7721029&amp;postID=4326824474157592675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7721029/posts/default/4326824474157592675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7721029/posts/default/4326824474157592675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandiestuff.blogspot.com/2007/08/more-zoo-pics-to-come.html' title='Zoo Pics'/><author><name>Hulai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18282078208904264522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00110728310023101206'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7721029.post-6682639405958743014</id><published>2007-08-29T23:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:41:18.031-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zoo'/><title type='text'>Omaha Zoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs5w_EGv5rk/RtZkkctWzpI/AAAAAAAAAHE/xyg3AM2Di6Q/s1600-h/kitty6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104377805015535250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs5w_EGv5rk/RtZkkctWzpI/AAAAAAAAAHE/xyg3AM2Di6Q/s320/kitty6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Im gonna get you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs5w_EGv5rk/RtZkgstWzoI/AAAAAAAAAG8/mvRXP2zyuto/s1600-h/kitty5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104377740591025794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs5w_EGv5rk/RtZkgstWzoI/AAAAAAAAAG8/mvRXP2zyuto/s320/kitty5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so pretty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs5w_EGv5rk/RtZkdstWznI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LvxOtZohySk/s1600-h/kitty4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104377689051418226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs5w_EGv5rk/RtZkdstWznI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LvxOtZohySk/s320/kitty4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved this guy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104377624626908770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs5w_EGv5rk/RtZkZ8tWzmI/AAAAAAAAAGs/-8pppxMcneM/s320/kitty2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You look pretty yummy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs5w_EGv5rk/RtZkW8tWzlI/AAAAAAAAAGk/529_YWhAEuI/s1600-h/kitty1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104377573087301202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs5w_EGv5rk/RtZkW8tWzlI/AAAAAAAAAGk/529_YWhAEuI/s320/kitty1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAWRRRR!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs5w_EGv5rk/RtZkUMtWzkI/AAAAAAAAAGc/t_vHkPfd84I/s1600-h/gorilla.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104377525842660930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs5w_EGv5rk/RtZkUMtWzkI/AAAAAAAAAGc/t_vHkPfd84I/s320/gorilla.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gorillas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs5w_EGv5rk/RtZkRMtWzjI/AAAAAAAAAGU/wLgaU-5Ms0A/s1600-h/gorilla+hand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104377474303053362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs5w_EGv5rk/RtZkRMtWzjI/AAAAAAAAAGU/wLgaU-5Ms0A/s320/gorilla+hand.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Absolute Power!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs5w_EGv5rk/RtZkOMtWziI/AAAAAAAAAGM/NGn8McJb6BY/s1600-h/giraffe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104377422763445794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs5w_EGv5rk/RtZkOMtWziI/AAAAAAAAAGM/NGn8McJb6BY/s320/giraffe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mock you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs5w_EGv5rk/RtZkKctWzhI/AAAAAAAAAGE/2fyPFCanWj4/s1600-h/flamingo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104377358338936338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs5w_EGv5rk/RtZkKctWzhI/AAAAAAAAAGE/2fyPFCanWj4/s320/flamingo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe it or not these guys were fighting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs5w_EGv5rk/RtZkHMtWzgI/AAAAAAAAAF8/-Auuvj_HiSM/s1600-h/eye+see+you.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104377302504361474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs5w_EGv5rk/RtZkHMtWzgI/AAAAAAAAAF8/-Auuvj_HiSM/s320/eye+see+you.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The eye of the Tiger...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs5w_EGv5rk/RtZkD8tWzfI/AAAAAAAAAF0/Fi2icblhGZM/s1600-h/duck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104377246669786610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs5w_EGv5rk/RtZkD8tWzfI/AAAAAAAAAF0/Fi2icblhGZM/s320/duck.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Take my picture lady!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs5w_EGv5rk/RtZkA8tWzeI/AAAAAAAAAFs/jNFfLRC6WF0/s1600-h/double+nap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104377195130179042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs5w_EGv5rk/RtZkA8tWzeI/AAAAAAAAAFs/jNFfLRC6WF0/s320/double+nap.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cat nap?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs5w_EGv5rk/RtZj98tWzdI/AAAAAAAAAFk/7Fh-DczAcTg/s1600-h/deer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104377143590571474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs5w_EGv5rk/RtZj98tWzdI/AAAAAAAAAFk/7Fh-DczAcTg/s320/deer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Baby Deer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs5w_EGv5rk/RtZj6ctWzcI/AAAAAAAAAFc/XZf9c_TBe-M/s1600-h/crown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104377083461029314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs5w_EGv5rk/RtZj6ctWzcI/AAAAAAAAAFc/XZf9c_TBe-M/s320/crown.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at my pretty crown...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs5w_EGv5rk/RtZj2stWzbI/AAAAAAAAAFU/ZA0IBGqLycY/s1600-h/closeup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104377019036519858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs5w_EGv5rk/RtZj2stWzbI/AAAAAAAAAFU/ZA0IBGqLycY/s320/closeup.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Im ready for my close up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs5w_EGv5rk/RtZjzMtWzaI/AAAAAAAAAFM/e57UHL-pZYk/s1600-h/Cat+Nap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104376958906977698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs5w_EGv5rk/RtZjzMtWzaI/AAAAAAAAAFM/e57UHL-pZYk/s320/Cat+Nap.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Can you tell i love the sleepy ones?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs5w_EGv5rk/RtZjvctWzZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/92Z4aA_cTfQ/s1600-h/caged+beauty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104376894482468242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs5w_EGv5rk/RtZjvctWzZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/92Z4aA_cTfQ/s320/caged+beauty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Caged Beauty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs5w_EGv5rk/RtZjrctWzYI/AAAAAAAAAE8/9zIVLZFsN9I/s1600-h/bird1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104376825762991490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs5w_EGv5rk/RtZjrctWzYI/AAAAAAAAAE8/9zIVLZFsN9I/s320/bird1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pretty Bird&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs5w_EGv5rk/RtZRAMtWzWI/AAAAAAAAAEs/_JvjEXJKIhE/s1600-h/bear+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104356291524349282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs5w_EGv5rk/RtZRAMtWzWI/AAAAAAAAAEs/_JvjEXJKIhE/s320/bear+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sleepy Bear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs5w_EGv5rk/RtZQ5MtWzVI/AAAAAAAAAEk/LolWxpKQk2k/s1600-h/bear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104356171265264978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs5w_EGv5rk/RtZQ5MtWzVI/AAAAAAAAAEk/LolWxpKQk2k/s320/bear.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He reminds me of my lazy doggie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs5w_EGv5rk/RtZQsstWzUI/AAAAAAAAAEc/vuKrsB99F6Q/s1600-h/bear+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104355956516900162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs5w_EGv5rk/RtZQsstWzUI/AAAAAAAAAEc/vuKrsB99F6Q/s320/bear+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This here Polar Bear was the Bombdiggity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs5w_EGv5rk/RtZQlctWzTI/AAAAAAAAAEU/1RQNxzxNX5I/s1600-h/baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104355831962848562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs5w_EGv5rk/RtZQlctWzTI/AAAAAAAAAEU/1RQNxzxNX5I/s320/baby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs5w_EGv5rk/RtZO-8tWzSI/AAAAAAAAAEM/hcpmS0ru5rw/s1600-h/baby2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104354071026257186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs5w_EGv5rk/RtZO-8tWzSI/AAAAAAAAAEM/hcpmS0ru5rw/s320/baby2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The new baby seal!!!! Isn't he cute! I sure thought so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7721029-6682639405958743014?l=mandiestuff.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandiestuff.blogspot.com/feeds/6682639405958743014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7721029&amp;postID=6682639405958743014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7721029/posts/default/6682639405958743014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7721029/posts/default/6682639405958743014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandiestuff.blogspot.com/2007/08/omaha-zoo.html' title='Omaha Zoo'/><author><name>Hulai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18282078208904264522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00110728310023101206'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs5w_EGv5rk/RtZkkctWzpI/AAAAAAAAAHE/xyg3AM2Di6Q/s72-c/kitty6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7721029.post-7310378357667170325</id><published>2007-08-29T02:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T18:27:15.505-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><title type='text'>im sure ive done this before</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;1. What is your middle name? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Michelle&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;2. What is your nick name? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mandie, Turtle(adam), Shortcake(Hope), Amanda Lou(Anastasia), Dr. Moore (Silile), Deeze(Kevin)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;3. What color are your bed sheets? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Blue&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;4. How many cell phones have you owned over the years? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Four&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;5. What is your title at work? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lead Agent&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;6. Where is your computer located? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In the Computer Room&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;7. How many credit cards do you have? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;One&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;8. What kind of car do you drive? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;1990 Ford Ranger&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;9. What color is it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gold&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;10. If you could spend 1 day doing ANYTHING you want what would you do and where would you go? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;With my family, all of them, hanging out! At home in Texas of coarse! Who cares what we would do as long as we were all there!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;11. What is your favorite cologne/perfume? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gossip&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;12. Hot dogs or hamburgers? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love them both!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;13. Fave type of music? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anything by Elvis&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;14. Do you have any pets? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes Two beautiful doggies! Patton and Ginger&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;15. Do you floss? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Most of the time!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;16. Favorite breakfast food? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh my goodness i love breakfast!! I dont have a favorite!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;17. Yankee Candle or Party-lite? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Any thing that smells wonderful!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;18. Fave fast food restaurant? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jack In The Box!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;19. Fave "mall" store? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pac Sun or Wet Seal&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;20. Sunrise or Sunset? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I like them both. but I see sunset more often because I am actually up!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;21. Best childhood memory? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Any and all the include my best friend Kristy Sue&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;22. What is your sweethearts "love" nickname? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Turkey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;23. Favorite pie? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pumpkin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;24. Favorite salad dressing? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ranch. It goes good on everything!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;25. Movie that best describes your life? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have not one clue!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;26. Do you have business cards with your name on them? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nope&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;27. How many siblings do you have?&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; I have 2 sisters and 5 brothers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;28. Fave snack foods? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rye chips from Gardettos, Chewy Chips Ahoy, Fig Newtons.... I could go on and on....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;29. Have you ever met anyone in "real life" that you first knew from online? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My Daddy Bill and my Adam, ok my friend James too&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;30. Fave chat program? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Im not a chatter.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;31. What time is it right now? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;0413 am&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;32. What is the last thing you ate &amp; drank? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tuna salad and cherry coke with fiery Habanero Doritos...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;33. Did you make someone smile today? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I sure Hope so&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;34. Did you tell someone you loved them today? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes I have&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;35. Do you ever wish upon a star? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nope not anymore&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;36. If you could meet two people that you've never met before who would they be? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jesus and Princess Diana&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;37. How many pieces of clothing are you wearing right now &amp;amp; what are they? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Two, My t-shirt and undies...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;38. Do you recycle? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes. I give a hoot about all that fun stuff!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;39. Favorite fruit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Strawberries&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;AND last but not least.. this one will take some thought!!!! (Be honest but not TOO honest if you know what i mean LMAO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;40. From the time you first awake in the morning till you're completely showered, dressed &amp; ready to leave for work or play - how many different "products" do you use &amp;amp; what are they? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dood, Soap, moisturizer, makeup, shampoo, toothpaste mouthwash deodorant and i know i missed alot!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7721029-7310378357667170325?l=mandiestuff.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandiestuff.blogspot.com/feeds/7310378357667170325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7721029&amp;postID=7310378357667170325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7721029/posts/default/7310378357667170325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7721029/posts/default/7310378357667170325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandiestuff.blogspot.com/2007/08/im-sure-ive-done-this-before.html' title='im sure ive done this before'/><author><name>Hulai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18282078208904264522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00110728310023101206'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7721029.post-2452792090737954287</id><published>2007-08-28T23:36:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T00:59:33.414-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baseball'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>Kansas City!</title><content type='html'>Well this weekend was our trip to Kansas City!  We spent the weekend at the Marriott Overland Park.  I love that hotel.  Seriously if you are ever there, go for it.  I love that hotel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Saturday night we went right to the ball park!  I love Kauffman Stadium.  Its truly one of my favorite stadiums!  The Royals didnt even put up a fight, giving up 5 runs in the first inning alone.  But hey its just not their year.  When it is then I will be happy.  Though the Indians are doing fantastically.  Thats who they played.  We really had a great time!  My main man David De Jesus made a crazy catch that no one could believe that he caught.  I do so think he is my new favorite player.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday we were both too tired to do anything just about.  We just drove around and went and ate.  Then went back to the hotel and went swimming, yes me the queen of water phobia, went swimming.  It was a very nice and relaxing day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we spent the afternoon in good old Independence, Mo.  I bet you are wondering what the heck is in that town...  Well I will tell you.  The Harry Truman Presidential Library and Museum.  That was a totally cool place.  We spent 3 hours in the museum looking at the exhibits, visiting his grave and just strolling around.  Seriously if you ever get out there, its totally cool and you will not regret it.  Plus hell, now i can say I have have stood 6 feet from a president!  Seriously!  Truman and his wife are both burried in the courtyard of the museum. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now that you know I am a bit of a history nerd, I will leave you to your devices! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learn something new every day and you will never grow too old...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7721029-2452792090737954287?l=mandiestuff.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandiestuff.blogspot.com/feeds/2452792090737954287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7721029&amp;postID=2452792090737954287' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7721029/posts/default/2452792090737954287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7721029/posts/default/2452792090737954287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandiestuff.blogspot.com/2007/08/kansas-city.html' title='Kansas City!'/><author><name>Hulai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18282078208904264522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00110728310023101206'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7721029.post-6245776305707359272</id><published>2007-08-24T02:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T04:54:59.709-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adam'/><title type='text'>Then there was two.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ever know you just wanted to be alone? I mean no dating, no one to talk to, just alone. I was like that a little more than two years ago. That was me, the day I moved to Omaha. I moved to be near my mom, where I knew I could just heal. I knew I could just be, but not be forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I met Adam. Ok I chatted with him, then he became a pretty good friend. We would chat for hours. He asked me out on numerous occassions over the month and a half that we talked before I accepted a date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first date was very nice. I knew I wanted to see him again, but wasnt sure I wanted another boyfriend so very soon. So I kind of kept him at an arms length. We went out for the first time in April, then I didnt see him again until the end of May. Though we did talk every single night up until that point. He would ask me if he had done something wrong that I didnt want to see him again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally I realized I wasnt going to get hurt if I never put myself back out there and even worse I would definantly never find anything worth having if I didnt allow myself to feel anything. So I asked him out on a second date. This time we stayed out and talked for hours. I dont think I came home until 0600 the next morning. Seriously we didnt even kiss that night. We just sat around and talked and watched movies. It was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that night we were pretty much joined to the hip. We would hang out just about every night and on my days off. If we didnt have anything to do, we would just drive around. We had a whole lot of fun. Then my sister and brother, Hope and Matt, moved to Omaha. Hope wasnt here long cause she joined the Airforce. But the house was pretty crowded and I decided to get an apartment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So In August my friend Jessica and I got our apartment. Adam would stay most of the night then either go to his sisters or home. Usually only to call in the early morning hours to see if he could come back. Eventually I just gave him a key since Jess liked having him around. I mean who wouldnt, he was a good cook, quiet and nice. If he wasnt there Jess would ask when he was gonna be home, as if he was on the lease with the two of us. So the three of us lived in the little apartment for a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that year was up we moved in to his apartment, then we bought our house in December. Its like I was this single, miserable person then there was Adam. Now Im a happy girl who has accomplished so many things just by the little bit of encouragement that he has provided me with. I never in a million years would have thought that I would eventually own a home. Especially not one that is this nice, and we own a pretty average house. I moved around just enough as a child that I never thought it would happen. Then I got a loser boyfriend and didnt go back to school after high school like i should have. Then I got my wonderful Adam, and he encouraged me to go back to school and here I am two years from graduation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read a blog earlier that asked if you believed in soul mates. My reaction to that question really always has been no. I may not have a soul mate but I do have partner in life and all that it may bring, even though we are not married and really have no plans for it. We just live for the every day and hope for the best. At the end of the day, even if we are mad at each other, we are happy with each other and thats all I need to know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7721029-6245776305707359272?l=mandiestuff.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandiestuff.blogspot.com/feeds/6245776305707359272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7721029&amp;postID=6245776305707359272' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7721029/posts/default/6245776305707359272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7721029/posts/default/6245776305707359272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandiestuff.blogspot.com/2007/08/then-there-was-two.html' title='Then there was two.'/><author><name>Hulai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18282078208904264522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00110728310023101206'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7721029.post-658064271797618830</id><published>2007-08-23T01:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T05:57:48.930-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baseball'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So its been a while since my last post. I figured I would have more time this summer, but well I just havent. Things have been busy between home and work and school. I just finished my summer coarse, Medical Terminology 2, and now I am in between Summer and Fall quarters. I start Biology 1 the first week of September. I find myself wanting to scream, "I need a break!!!" But I just keep going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I once again got turned down for Grants, due to "I make too much money." But I am so damn broke its pathetic. I mean sure I pay my bills but I never have enough to pay school and buying books kills me. You should see my credit card! Its all school! It sucks that is for sure. So I applied for student loans and am now waiting on my information on that. Im really not looking forward to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I got in the mood to change things tonight!  Let me know what you think of the new layout!  Im trying new things what can I say? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, this weekend will be the yearly Kansas City trip I love so much!  We are leaving Omaha on Saturday morning to go watch some Royals baseball!  Royals vs. Indians.  Cant wait!  Adam and I will be staying in beautiful Overland Park, Kansas!  I love the Marriott there.  Then again if you got a few free nights just to fill out a quiz and take a tour, you would too! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I entered a photo contest with a picture I took at the zoo of a tiger. Maybe I will get those on here and see what every one thinks.  But hey no promises, Im terribly behind these days!  Ok I got a ton to do and need some sleep!  Later taters!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7721029-658064271797618830?l=mandiestuff.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandiestuff.blogspot.com/feeds/658064271797618830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7721029&amp;postID=658064271797618830' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7721029/posts/default/658064271797618830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7721029/posts/default/658064271797618830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandiestuff.blogspot.com/2007/08/so-its-been-while-since-my-last-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Hulai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18282078208904264522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00110728310023101206'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7721029.post-1265882945633252802</id><published>2007-06-12T02:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T02:59:46.730-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Healing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayers'/><title type='text'>warning, this is emotional for me...</title><content type='html'>Have you ever known some one whose life touched yours in a way that you can not explain? Well I have. You know that person who is just your friend, not the person you married or the person you have some lifetime connection with. I mean some one who came into your life for a season, like a coworker or a teacher. That is the kind of person I will be telling you about today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About two years ago, I moved to the department I am in now at work. This is when I met him for the very first time. He was off in his little corner working on the disaster bulletin as we had just had a hurricane and needed to keep updated information on our hotels. So I thought to myself that he was a very hard worker and kind of kept to himself. Then I started to get to know him and learned there was a wonderful person sitting next to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few months into my endeavor at the lead desk, my friend became ill. To be honest he had been ill a long time, but this was new to me.  I never knew that he was sick, to be honest it wouldnt have made a difference in our friendship. So I sent get well cards and such and in a month or so he was back to work and we were picking on him about all the pills he was taking. He was such a good sport about it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One afternoon he walked up to me and had that usual sly grin on his face. I said "Ok now what are you up too?" He just grinned and poked me in the side. To this he says " You know that I am gay right?" Well yeah I knew, so then he just laughs like it was a huge secret, "I think you have the cutest figure."   That actually made me blush a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worked on two committees with him. That was the Birthday and Team Building Committees.  He was always there making me laugh while we worked on projects. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of my favorite memories of him were when we would be in a meeting and he would lighten the mood a little with a story.  In particular I loved to hear him talk about telling his mom he was gay.  She just sat there and clicked her finger nails and said "guess I wont be getting any damned grand kids from you."  He did the funniest impression of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One afternoon we were under a tornado warning and the managers put us all under our desks.  I am famous for my fear of these storms at work.  David got up and walked around, when a manager walked by and told us to get under our desks again,  he responed with "Well Im gonna die one day anyways so I think I will stay here."  This I have to admit cracked me up a bit.  But at that point I had no idea how ill he really was.  I still have a picture I took with my cell phone of him that day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the last time I saw him at work.  I had been ill.  (I guess part of me will always feel guilty for hugging him that day, even though the illness had nothing to do with me.)  He had been having some problems and was not feeling so well but I guess part of me knew it.  The next afternoon Iheard some one say that he was slurring words and such that afternoon and was going to the doctor for some tests.  I was worried some what and called my mom to ask for some prayer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next week was a bit of a challenge at work, I began hearing things like he was on an extended medical leave.  Then one evening I was in Alpha and our "bat phone" rang.  It was him.  He was just calling cause he wanted to say hello.  I talked a bit and he filled me in on just how bad it really was. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then in the end of April we got the email telling us that if we wanted to see him again where we needed to go visit.  To please do it sooner rather than later, he only had a few weeks to live.  So a few of us sat to work and gave the team a project.  Why send real flowers when we could make him some.   So our team (work) made him paper flowers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The morning of May 9th, I got the call from my boss.  He had passed over the last night.  I just kind of sat there in disbelief.  Even at work I refused to really cry.  It wasnt until the funeral, when they began to speak that I broke down.  My friend Christy held my hand through it.  We cried together as a team and as friends that day.  He made our world a better place to be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend was David Cantrell.  I know that he was not some one I knew for a long time, nor that well.  But he was some one that made a lasting impression on me and who never ceased to make me smile.  There really should be more David's in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****  Im sorry if this story jumps around and is a little out of place. It took me forever to figure out just how to say you love some one who never knew it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7721029-1265882945633252802?l=mandiestuff.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandiestuff.blogspot.com/feeds/1265882945633252802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7721029&amp;postID=1265882945633252802' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7721029/posts/default/1265882945633252802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7721029/posts/default/1265882945633252802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandiestuff.blogspot.com/2007/06/warning-this-is-emotional-for-me.html' title='warning, this is emotional for me...'/><author><name>Hulai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18282078208904264522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00110728310023101206'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7721029.post-3533243201077605785</id><published>2007-04-20T23:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T00:46:41.751-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayers'/><title type='text'>I wore mine, did you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So, Ive been watching CNN all week, as I always do.  This week, though, has been crazy for us.  Adam has even been watching for the newest information, mainly out of horror and shock.  We have said a thousand prayers and cried along with them this week.  Though neither of us have any ties to Virginia Tech, we have been glued to the news.  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am a student, so I have been thinking about what this would feel like.  I know that is crazy.  I have been thinking about those students and wondering if I would have been able to try to save the others in my class, if I were in their shoes.  I know, I know.  Its silly.  But it makes you look around a little when you are going to class now.  I watch the people in the hall ways.  I scrutinize every one I pass at school, in the store, every where I go.  This is sad.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But for today,  I wore my marroon and orange.  This was to show support for these students and family members.  I saw on the news that they were asking people to do this.  So I did, Adam did, and so did a few of my friends at work.  I even painted my nails marroon.  Not a far stretch for me since I have more marroon clothing and polish and doodads than most people.  Its one of my favorite colors and the color of my favorite college so I was geared up.  I looked like the sick little cheerleaders on game day.  Only this time it was to show that I too, am thinking about those students and teachers who were so senselessly murdered on Monday.  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Like Columbine, this will live in my memory for years to come.  It will live in my mind forever as a day we sat in shock and wondered why some one would do this.  I just dont understand.  That guy was totally whacked.  I really feel for his family, they will probably be hated because of his actions.  My prayers are just as much with that boys family as they are with the other families of the actual victims.  Afterall, they too lost a loved one, even if he was sick and demented, that is not their fault.  He made his family a victim of his crime with his actions that day.  So my prayers are with every family who lost some one that day, every friend who lost a friend and every one who was touched in any way by this act.  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So I wore mine, did you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7721029-3533243201077605785?l=mandiestuff.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandiestuff.blogspot.com/feeds/3533243201077605785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7721029&amp;postID=3533243201077605785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7721029/posts/default/3533243201077605785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7721029/posts/default/3533243201077605785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandiestuff.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-wore-mine-did-you.html' title='I wore mine, did you?'/><author><name>Hulai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18282078208904264522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00110728310023101206'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7721029.post-3798030744843132408</id><published>2007-04-20T22:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T22:48:13.481-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Children'/><title type='text'>Please Support this Cause!!!!</title><content type='html'>Have you ever wondered if there was anything you could do to make a difference in some one's life? Well here is an opportunity! My friend &lt;a href="http://stitchplayground.com"&gt;Kris&lt;/a&gt; is participating in &lt;a href="http://www.active.com/donate/tntnoh/ktarase"&gt;Team in Training&lt;/a&gt;. It is a program that helps Leukemia patients and their families. Shes half way to her goal! 75% of the money raised goes directly to these patients and their families. Proceeds do not go to some rich doctor!!!! Please open your hearts and give what ever you can! Every penny counts!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7721029-3798030744843132408?l=mandiestuff.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandiestuff.blogspot.com/feeds/3798030744843132408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7721029&amp;postID=3798030744843132408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7721029/posts/default/3798030744843132408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7721029/posts/default/3798030744843132408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandiestuff.blogspot.com/2007/04/please-support-this-cause.html' title='Please Support this Cause!!!!'/><author><name>Hulai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18282078208904264522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00110728310023101206'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7721029.post-6160014268559705262</id><published>2007-04-14T23:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T23:55:44.778-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Updates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayers'/><title type='text'>life at our house</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Things are crazy at the Kucirek-Moore casa these days.  We now have two doggies.  Yep two.  The newest addition is Ginger, a 4 year old Carolina.  She is totally cute but scared of every thing.  She is just in love with Adam.   She is a sweet dog and we just love her. She is technically Carey's dog but well we take care of her and would be very sad if she was to leave us.  We just love this dog, as if I havent said that twice now.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Im doing pretty well in school!  I got a 76 on my second Chem test.  Yes sir, I am very proud of that!  Especially after totally bombing the first test.  In Medical Terminology, I have had three tests and the scores are as follows: 94, 86, 83!  Go me!  Not to toot my own horn but I am totally kickin medical terminology butt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I am currently supporting three causes.  One is my friend Kris, who is participating in Team in Training to raise money for Leukemia patients!  Go girl!  Tomarrow I will be participating in the MS walk to support Multiple Sclerosis.  Then on the 29th of April I will be participating in Walk America to support the March of dimes, walking to save babies.  To support Kris see my top entry, to support me and Team Hope in the March of Dimes Walk America, see my side bar at the top!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;My baby brother was in an accident so now he is looking for a new vehichle.  Im just thanking God that he is still here.  His truck some how had a carbon dioxide leak into it.  Since his windows were rolled up it filled the cabin of his truck and he fell asleep.  He took out a light pole and then came to a stop 30 feet from the busy, rush hour traffic, interstate.  Then if he hasnt had it hard enough, he then went into work the other day and his boss gave him the boot for "walking off the job."  Baffles us cause he left when he was supposed to just like he did every day.  So now he is looking for a new job as well.  Prayers are really needed hes not feeling like much of a winner at the moment.  Poor kid.  I am trying to get him to come apply with Marriott.  We may sit on the phone all day but hell you can get some killer bonus checks.  When I was on the sales floor I could easily double my check in bonuses. I am really praying for the kid. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Other than all this we are having life as usual!  Maybe it will stay that way or even get better!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7721029-6160014268559705262?l=mandiestuff.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandiestuff.blogspot.com/feeds/6160014268559705262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7721029&amp;postID=6160014268559705262' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7721029/posts/default/6160014268559705262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7721029/posts/default/6160014268559705262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandiestuff.blogspot.com/2007/04/life-at-our-house.html' title='life at our house'/><author><name>Hulai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18282078208904264522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00110728310023101206'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7721029.post-4278647597630911628</id><published>2007-03-23T18:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T20:05:16.860-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thursday Thirteens'/><title type='text'>Edition #19</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" align="center" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bgcolor="#abdf59"&gt;&lt;img src="http://intricateart.com/blog/thursdaythirteengreen.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BACKGROUND: #abdf59; TEXT-ALIGN: left" align="left"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Thirteen Things heard around my house this week....&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;1.  "Monster, did you feed the General?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2.  "Is that really possible, I mean come on its not that common."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3.  "Dont pick it up with your feet!  Damn!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4.  "We dont bite mommy!!!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5.  "Vaccuuming is fun!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6.  "Dont mind him, hes the captain of dream land."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7.  "Hon, the dog ate the landscaping lights...."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;8.  "You're on poop duty."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;9.  "My mommy loves me more than my mommy loves you!" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;10.  "Can you believe she has never had Bar B Que before?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;11.  "Did Amanda just say ASS, umm Im telling..."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;12.  "Dont look at that commercial, Im sure I know exactly what kind of ring you really want.... Walmarts finest cubic zirconia, right?"  (smack)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;13.  "Stupidity makes my day...."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Links to other Thursday Thirteens!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://thursdaythirteen.com"&gt;Get the Thursday Thirteen code here!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The purpose of the meme is to get to know everyone who participates a little bit better every Thursday. Visiting fellow Thirteeners is encouraged! If you participate, leave the link to your Thirteen in others comments. It’s easy, and fun! Be sure to update your Thirteen with links that are left for you, as well! I will link to everyone who participates and leaves a link to their 13 things. Trackbacks, pings, comment links accepted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/thursday+thirteen" rel="tag"&gt;View More Thursday Thirteen Participants&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7721029-4278647597630911628?l=mandiestuff.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandiestuff.blogspot.com/feeds/4278647597630911628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7721029&amp;postID=4278647597630911628' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7721029/posts/default/4278647597630911628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7721029/posts/default/4278647597630911628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandiestuff.blogspot.com/2007/03/edition-19.html' title='Edition #19'/><author><name>Hulai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18282078208904264522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00110728310023101206'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7721029.post-4034741174396287608</id><published>2007-03-15T23:23:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T23:37:13.538-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thursday Thirteens'/><title type='text'>Edition #18</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" align="center" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bgcolor="#e88caa"&gt;&lt;img src="http://intricateart.com/blog/thursdaythirteenpink.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BACKGROUND: #e88caa; TEXT-ALIGN: left" align="left"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Thirteen Medical Terms I learned this week.....( you all shall learn with me!)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;1.  Carditis- Inflammation of the heart.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2.  Dystrophy-  Abnormal development.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3.  Bilateral- Having two sides.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4.  Osteoarthritis-  Inflammation involving bone at the joints.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5.  Ilium- Hip bone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6.  Histology- The study of tissue.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7.  Cytology- The study of cells and their functions.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;8.  Epthelial Tissue- Is found throughout the body as a lining for internal organs and also forms the outer skin.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;9.  Neurons- Nerve cells that combine to form nerve fibers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;10.  Transurethral- Across the urethra.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;11.  Cardiomegaly- Enlarged heart.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;12.  Neoplasm- New formation.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;13.  Cyanosis- Abnormal condition of being blue.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Links to other Thursday Thirteens!&lt;/strong&gt;1. (leave your link in comments, I’ll add you here!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://thursdaythirteen.com/"&gt;Get the Thursday Thirteen code here!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The purpose of the meme is to get to know everyone who participates a little bit better every Thursday. Visiting fellow Thirteeners is encouraged! If you participate, leave the link to your Thirteen in others comments. It’s easy, and fun! Be sure to update your Thirteen with links that are left for you, as well! I will link to everyone who participates and leaves a link to their 13 things. Trackbacks, pings, comment links accepted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/thursday+thirteen" rel="tag"&gt;View More Thursday Thirteen Participants&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7721029-4034741174396287608?l=mandiestuff.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandiestuff.blogspot.com/feeds/4034741174396287608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7721029&amp;postID=4034741174396287608' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7721029/posts/default/4034741174396287608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7721029/posts/default/4034741174396287608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandiestuff.blogspot.com/2007/03/edition-18.html' title='Edition #18'/><author><name>Hulai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18282078208904264522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00110728310023101206'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7721029.post-7678647823223979695</id><published>2007-03-13T03:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T03:24:32.735-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The General'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gardening'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Updates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adam'/><title type='text'>Updates, updates</title><content type='html'>Well the new quarter has begun at school.  I am now in College Chemistry and Medical Terminology.  I have to say it seems like this quarter will be challenging but good.  I loved Chemistry in high school and my professor teaches with the assumption that every one has absolutely no back ground with the subject.  My terminology class, however, is online.  So I will have to be more self driven for that class.  I can do it though.  I know I can.  I find my self saying "woah" every time I learn something new or what something really means.  So thats a good thing right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was very pretty out.  Where was I though?  I was in bed with a three day old migrane.  That sucked let me tell you.  Its only been in the last 5 or so hours that my head has quit feeling like it was going to explode.  This after noon I did acomplish some things, though they were few.  I potted my 4 rose bushes, that is until I am sure that there wont be any more freezes this year, I will keep them in pots.  Then we went to the store and the sucker I am, I bought 2 more of them.  All of them a different color.  They should look beautiful in front of my house though!  I cant wait to get them in the ground.  In between them there will be tulips of various colors and varieties.  I only bought like 9 or so bags back when I found them on sale this fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im even thinking about putting them down the length of my sidewalk in the front.  We will see though.  Upon inspection of our newly dried out back yard, which has been completely covered in snow since we moved in.  We discovered a whole slew of planted onions.  I mean we found a lot of them.  So we are going to move them from the center of our yard to the area of our new garden. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Monday we recarpted our basement, which makes our home feel just that much closer to being finished.  Our dog doesnt quite know what to think yet.  He wasnt allowed down there before and now we spend most of our time down there watching tv or hanging out with him. &lt;br /&gt;We found out that my older sister is having a little boy in June!  Get this though, the name is terrible.  Ok the first name isnt but the middle name is so gonna get the kid made fun of.  Xander Wolfgang.  I wish I could tell you that I am joking.  That is really the name for the kid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to Texas in June to see the new kid, my family and friends.  I cant wait.  I can however, wait for the expense.  I am doing good with my finances, Adam says Im being too hard on myself though.  I know all my money is going to bills, school and all that junk, but then I look at my bank account and just feel broke instead of good about being able to pay it all on my own.  Im not whining, just feel a little drained.  Then he reminds me that most at my age dont own a house and balance 40 hours of work with paying their own tuition.  I guess he is right.  Why do I feel like Im not really accomplishing anything though?  Will it finally hit me what I have done (am doing) when I have the degree and am out of school?  Will it hit me when I have that amazing job and make really really good money?  I sure as heck hope so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, for anyone whose been keeping tabs on me and how I never really picked a major, I did it.  I picked one.  I want to go into the Radiography Technician program at the University of Nebraska Medical Center.  Think I can do it?  I sure hope so!  They are super picky about who they let in so heres to hoping!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7721029-7678647823223979695?l=mandiestuff.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandiestuff.blogspot.com/feeds/7678647823223979695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7721029&amp;postID=7678647823223979695' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7721029/posts/default/7678647823223979695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7721029/posts/default/7678647823223979695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandiestuff.blogspot.com/2007/03/updates-updates.html' title='Updates, updates'/><author><name>Hulai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18282078208904264522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00110728310023101206'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7721029.post-1561309391079206152</id><published>2007-03-01T19:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T19:15:00.491-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Munchkin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The General'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thursday Thirteens'/><title type='text'>Edition #17</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" align="center" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bgcolor="#949cb3"&gt;&lt;img src="http://justthegirlnextdoor.net/blog/thursdaythirteen/thursdaythirteenstars.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BACKGROUND: #949cb3; TEXT-ALIGN: left" align="left"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Thirteen Random Phrases I have heard this week....&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;1.  "Holy Buckets!"  courtesy of Emily Morton&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2.  "Oh my gosh, have you read your email??"  Sarah and Christy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3.  "Holy cow what if they stick us with Dick? We might all die!!!"  um yeah that was me!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4.  "Its amazing we arent in weekly thearapy, but no one would believe this shit anyways."  The Munchkin&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5.  "The first thing I thought was, oh gosh what is my dog doing now?" Adam, concerning our dogs habit of barking at the thunder.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6.  "I will go spit on him if you would like...."  Darryl J.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7.  "Doesnt he remind you of a bunny rabbit??" Me again&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;8.  "I think your my boyfriend's favorite."  The Munchkin&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;9.  "Hey!  People this is a no party zone!" Anastasia&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;10.  "I think he has some serious plastic surgery going on."  Me to Anastasia&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;11.  "For some reason he likes to go in the bathroom with people.." Carey&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;12.  "Shes kinda shady when your not here!"  Sarah&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;13.  "I will not sign that document! Its like selling my soul to that woman!"  Jennifer&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Links to other Thursday Thirteens!&lt;/strong&gt;1. (leave your link in comments, I’ll add you here!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://thursdaythirteen.com"&gt;Get the Thursday Thirteen code here!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The purpose of the meme is to get to know everyone who participates a little bit better every Thursday. Visiting fellow Thirteeners is encouraged! If you participate, leave the link to your Thirteen in others comments. It’s easy, and fun! Be sure to update your Thirteen with links that are left for you, as well! I will link to everyone who participates and leaves a link to their 13 things. Trackbacks, pings, comment links accepted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/thursday+thirteen" rel="tag"&gt;View More Thursday Thirteen Participants&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7721029-1561309391079206152?l=mandiestuff.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandiestuff.blogspot.com/feeds/1561309391079206152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7721029&amp;postID=1561309391079206152' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7721029/posts/default/1561309391079206152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7721029/posts/default/1561309391079206152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandiestuff.blogspot.com/2007/03/edition-17.html' title='Edition #17'/><author><name>Hulai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18282078208904264522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00110728310023101206'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7721029.post-1390299075700433386</id><published>2007-02-27T18:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T18:07:27.452-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Giving'/><title type='text'>Please Support Kris in this worthy cause</title><content type='html'>I usually dont ask my friends to participate in any of the things I am try to help with.  However this time is different.  My friend Kris, is participating in a Triathalon that is meant to support children with Leukemia.  She is raising money for this cause though her &lt;a href="http://www.active.com/donate/tntnoh/ktarase"&gt;Team In Training &lt;/a&gt;participation.  Where I am no expert on this disease and what it does to these innocent children, I do know what it is like to loose some on I love to Leukemia.  Supporting these children is one of the most worthy things we can all do.  Please find it in your heart to give to these children.  Giving to them will bless you and those who your gift is going to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7721029-1390299075700433386?l=mandiestuff.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.active.com/donate/tntnoh/ktarase' title='Please Support Kris in this worthy cause'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandiestuff.blogspot.com/feeds/1390299075700433386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7721029&amp;postID=1390299075700433386' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7721029/posts/default/1390299075700433386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7721029/posts/default/1390299075700433386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandiestuff.blogspot.com/2007/02/please-support-kris-in-this-worthy.html' title='Please Support Kris in this worthy cause'/><author><name>Hulai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18282078208904264522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00110728310023101206'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7721029.post-4718981081055805928</id><published>2007-02-25T16:40:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T16:42:12.216-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House'/><title type='text'>The First few days in our new house!</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-6e.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" width="400" height="300" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;channel=144115188080112494&amp;amp;site=widget-6e.slide.com" wmode="transparent" salign="l" scale="noscale" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=1&amp;amp;tt=1&amp;sk=0&amp;amp;amp;cy=bb&amp;th=23&amp;amp;id=144115188080112494&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-6e.slide.com/p1/144115188080112494/bb_t001_v000_a001_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=1&amp;amp;amp;tt=1&amp;sk=0&amp;amp;amp;cy=bb&amp;th=23&amp;amp;id=144115188080112494&amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-6e.slide.com/p2/144115188080112494/bb_t001_v000_a001_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As promised, here are pictures of our new house!  These are all of the first few days while we were painting and cleaning and such.  I will post more later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7721029-4718981081055805928?l=mandiestuff.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandiestuff.blogspot.com/feeds/4718981081055805928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7721029&amp;postID=4718981081055805928' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7721029/posts/default/4718981081055805928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7721029/posts/default/4718981081055805928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandiestuff.blogspot.com/2007/02/check-out-my-slide-show_25.html' title='The First few days in our new house!'/><author><name>Hulai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18282078208904264522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00110728310023101206'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7721029.post-9151138914458968983</id><published>2007-02-24T00:33:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T00:44:02.169-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dogs'/><title type='text'>pictures of my puppy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-b8.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" width="400" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;channel=144115188080037560&amp;amp;site=widget-b8.slide.com" wmode="transparent" salign="l" scale="noscale" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="WIDTH: 450px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=1&amp;amp;tt=17&amp;sk=0&amp;amp;amp;cy=bb&amp;th=20&amp;amp;id=144115188080037560&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-b8.slide.com/p1/144115188080037560/bb_t017_v000_a001_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=1&amp;amp;amp;tt=17&amp;sk=0&amp;amp;amp;cy=bb&amp;th=20&amp;amp;id=144115188080037560&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-b8.slide.com/p2/144115188080037560/bb_t017_v000_a001_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7721029-9151138914458968983?l=mandiestuff.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandiestuff.blogspot.com/feeds/9151138914458968983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7721029&amp;postID=9151138914458968983' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7721029/posts/default/9151138914458968983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7721029/posts/default/9151138914458968983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandiestuff.blogspot.com/2007/02/check-out-my-slide-show.html' title='pictures of my puppy!'/><author><name>Hulai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18282078208904264522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00110728310023101206'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7721029.post-4437304010812050118</id><published>2007-02-14T21:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:41:18.522-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thursday Thirteens'/><title type='text'>Edition #16</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs5w_EGv5rk/RdPPEXWxagI/AAAAAAAAADM/mjv_-93buko/s1600-h/TT_whitetulips.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031592882598930946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 499px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 173px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="158" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs5w_EGv5rk/RdPPEXWxagI/AAAAAAAAADM/mjv_-93buko/s400/TT_whitetulips.jpg" width="395" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thirteen Movies that I love.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; Top Gun&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... Yes I know its cheesy. But I love this movie. Besides its pre-crazy Tom Cruise. You know back when he was still just a good looking guy and didnt have the silly beliefs he presses on every one and any one who will listen...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Selena&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... Im from Texas and yeah I know some spanish music. She was one of those singers that could just capture the beauty in a song, even if you couldnt understand the words. The movie will always make me cry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Over the Hedge&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... I love kids movies. As long as they arent, you know, like Barney or of the such. But this movie cracked me up. I love it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Peter Pan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... This is the one that was released Christmas a few years back. Its got cool effects and the crocodile is larger than life. I can watch it over and over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Little Women&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;... The Hepburn version. I love old movies. This movie makes me cry and laugh. Plus heck I loved the book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;6. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Red Dragon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... Totally one of the coolest movies. I love the Hannible Lecter stuff. It kept me on edge through out the movie, even though I had read the book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;7. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;About a Boy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... I love Hugh Grant. I have to admit though, the first time I started watching it I turned it off. Then my best friend sat down and made me watch it with her and I loved it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;8. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love Actually&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... Like I said I love Hugh Grant. This movie is so funny. The old rocker guy reminds me of my birth father. He looks alot like him, acts like him, and talks alot like him. It makes me laugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;9. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Benny and Joon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;... This is an old, old Johnny Depp movie. It makes you really want these people to be able to love each other with out their barriers. I dont know how else to explain it if you havent seen it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;10. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Secret Window&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... Johnny Depp again. Mix him with Stephen King, you got one heck of a movie. All I have to say is I look at corn a little differently now....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;11. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A Walk to Remember&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... Another book I just loved, turned movie. I cant help it the story grabbed me and I still cry every time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;12. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Notebook&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... Do I read too much???? What can I say other than "sigh." Who doesnt want a love like that???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;13. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Walk the Line&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... I cant stand, I repeat, cant stand Johnny Cash. But this movie just kills me. I really loved it. I dont think that they could have cast that movie any better. I am still at a loss for words at how well this movie was done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thursdaythirteen.com/"&gt;Get the Thursday Thirteen code here!&lt;/a&gt;The purpose of the meme is to get to know everyone who participates a little bit better every Thursday. Visiting fellow Thirteeners is encouraged! If you participate, leave the link to your Thirteen in others comments. It’s easy, and fun! Be sure to update your Thirteen with links that are left for you, as well! I will link to everyone who participates and leaves a link to their 13 things. Trackbacks, pings, comment links accepted!&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/thursday+thirteen" rel="tag"&gt;View More Thursday Thirteen Participants&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7721029-4437304010812050118?l=mandiestuff.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandiestuff.blogspot.com/feeds/4437304010812050118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7721029&amp;postID=4437304010812050118' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7721029/posts/default/4437304010812050118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7721029/posts/default/4437304010812050118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandiestuff.blogspot.com/2007/02/edition-16.html' title='Edition #16'/><author><name>Hulai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18282078208904264522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00110728310023101206'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs5w_EGv5rk/RdPPEXWxagI/AAAAAAAAADM/mjv_-93buko/s72-c/TT_whitetulips.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7721029.post-8463889651611318710</id><published>2007-02-09T23:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:41:18.733-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Munchkin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thursday Thirteens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adam'/><title type='text'>Edition #15</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs5w_EGv5rk/Rb7YDb0BhjI/AAAAAAAAADA/V6jjD7D-WxI/s1600-h/tt081gr.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025691787709220402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 474px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="189" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vs5w_EGv5rk/Rb7YDb0BhjI/AAAAAAAAADA/V6jjD7D-WxI/s400/tt081gr.gif" width="416" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thirteen Nicknames I have accumulated....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1. "Short Cake"... This name is one given to me by my lovely sister, the munchkin, Hope. Yeah you guessed it, Im shorter than her and most of the rest of the people in my family! If any one else called me this I may hurt them severly!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2. "Deeze"... To make a really long story short, My best buddy, Kevin, and I had two years of French together. I dont remember exactly where it originated, or out of what lesson, but this name went all the way through high school with me and now 7 years later, I will still answer to it. Though it produces strange looks when other people hear it....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3. "Turtle"... This one is my personal favorite. Yeah I know how totally dorky right? This one is the name Adam calls me. I got this because of the way I burrow into a blanket and all you can see is my head sticking out and occassionally all you see is my nose. So hes called me the turtle since we first moved in together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4. "Wart"... Dont make fun of me! Im kidding, I dont care how silly it sounds. My mom called me this when I was a toddler because she couldnt call me a little fart infront of her grandmother. To this day she calls me her little wart and it is a name I am proud to have, since none of the other kids really have one that stuck their whole life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5. "Amanda Lou"... Yes my name is Amanda. No Lou is not part of my given name. My co-workers call me this. I dont know exactly how it came to be but I answer to it and look at it as my way of fitting in. I love that my coworkers gave me a name.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;6. "Mandie"... Now thats original... I wonder where that came from!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;7. "Tex"... That one is just about explanatory, incase you didnt know though, Im from Texas. But one of the managers at work calls me that every day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;8. "Aunt Mandie"... Yep I got a nephew and a yet to be determined! Im so excited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;9. "Sistow"... My older sister, Lisa, calls me that. Especially when she wants something. It actually works most of the time too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;10. "Kid"... My brother, Matt, who is younger than me but much much taller, calls me kid. I guess though when he can lean over and put his elbow on my head, it doesnt look like his my younger sibling....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;11. "Dr. Moore"... My dear friend Silile, calls me this just because she wants me to go to medical school with her. Shes the coolest person I know!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;12. "Mander"... Yet another work name. My friend Gary J. calls me this. He has a daughter about my age that is also named Amanda. So it kind of comes natural.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;13. And my personal favorite. "Medium"... Since I am the middle child. My step dad calls me medium, Hope is small and Lisa is Large!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thursdaythirteen.com/"&gt;Get the Thursday Thirteen code here!&lt;/a&gt;The purpose of the meme is to get to know everyone who participates a little bit better every Thursday. Visiting fellow Thirteeners is encouraged! If you participate, leave the link to your Thirteen in others comments. It’s easy, and fun! Be sure to update your Thirteen with links that are left for you, as well! I will link to everyone who participates and leaves a link to their 13 things. 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