<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4148929934585200328</id><updated>2012-02-16T07:18:15.259-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life at Linda's</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppyandme.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4148929934585200328/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppyandme.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Be Individual</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03408190635363460597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4148929934585200328.post-2581432916303361284</id><published>2007-08-09T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T22:46:53.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Four Challenge</title><content type='html'>Four Jobs I've had:&lt;br /&gt;1. Retail Clerk&lt;br /&gt;2. Bank Teller&lt;br /&gt;3. Receptionist&lt;br /&gt;4. Loan Processor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four Movies I'll watch over and over&lt;br /&gt;1. American President&lt;br /&gt;2. Raising Helen&lt;br /&gt;3. The Longest Yard&lt;br /&gt;4. Beauty Shop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four Places I've lived&lt;br /&gt;1. House&lt;br /&gt;2. Apartment&lt;br /&gt;3. Phoenix, Arizona&lt;br /&gt;4. Las Vegas, Nevada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four TV shows I watch&lt;br /&gt;1. Survivor&lt;br /&gt;2. Monk&lt;br /&gt;3. Psych&lt;br /&gt;4. Two and a Half Men&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four Places I've been on Vacation&lt;br /&gt;1. Hawaii&lt;br /&gt;2. Disneyland&lt;br /&gt;3. Boston, Mass&lt;br /&gt;4. Washington, DC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four of My Favorite Restaurants&lt;br /&gt;1. Riazzi's, Tempe, AZ&lt;br /&gt;2. Houston's, Scottsdale, AZ&lt;br /&gt;3. Macayo's&lt;br /&gt;4. Paradise Bakery, AZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four Websites I visit daily&lt;br /&gt;1. Embarq.com - my email&lt;br /&gt;2. TMZ.com&lt;br /&gt;3. My Space.com&lt;br /&gt;4. blog stalking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four Places I'd rather be&lt;br /&gt;1. Hawaii&lt;br /&gt;2. Paris, France&lt;br /&gt;3. New York&lt;br /&gt;4. A wonderful resort with a spa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four People I think will respond&lt;br /&gt;1. Erica&lt;br /&gt;2. Stacy Kay&lt;br /&gt;3. Holly&lt;br /&gt;4. Mental Note:  I need my own friends&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4148929934585200328-2581432916303361284?l=puppyandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppyandme.blogspot.com/feeds/2581432916303361284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4148929934585200328&amp;postID=2581432916303361284' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4148929934585200328/posts/default/2581432916303361284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4148929934585200328/posts/default/2581432916303361284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppyandme.blogspot.com/2007/08/four-challenge.html' title='Four Challenge'/><author><name>Be Individual</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03408190635363460597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4148929934585200328.post-540755607643740364</id><published>2007-07-19T14:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T14:42:40.262-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To My BFF Erica</title><content type='html'>Well, I guess I owe Erica a blog.  Vacation was wonderful, I will try and get my pics downloaded and add some.  That will be my project.  We got back last Sat and have been busy ever since.  Bailey is trying out for a new soccer club and unfortuately we have to drive to the Silver Bowl for practice.  It's a great opportunity for her so we drive.  She's had practice everyday this week.  We leave at 5pm and get home between 8:30 and 9pm. &lt;br /&gt;Had a doctor's appt yesterday.  Not good, after having a CAT scan, PET scan, mammogram and MRI, they have found some pinpoint dots of cancer.  I now have to have a Ultrasonic biopsy.  That will decided whether they will take my entire boob off or I can just do Radiation.  I think if one goes, the other may have to join it.  I'm sure it will be better for my health in the future.  It is sad to think of losing them but we have to do what we have to do.  I will miss them....  Maybe in the future, I'll get implants and look like Pamela Anderson, oh darn, will I have to dye my hair blond????  Anyway, I am just in the wait till the insurance approves the test mode before moving on.  Don't fell bad for me cuz I don't.  Just remember:  "I cried because I had no shoes till I met a man who had no feet"&lt;br /&gt;Life is good.  I'm soooooooo lucky to have wonderful, loving family and friends and for that I'm very thankful...&lt;br /&gt;I will sooooooo try to get some vacation stuff together.  Oh, preview, FYI the Hotel Del was wonderful and I'd live in Coronado in a heart beat. Wish Mom would just win the lottery....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4148929934585200328-540755607643740364?l=puppyandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppyandme.blogspot.com/feeds/540755607643740364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4148929934585200328&amp;postID=540755607643740364' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4148929934585200328/posts/default/540755607643740364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4148929934585200328/posts/default/540755607643740364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppyandme.blogspot.com/2007/07/to-my-bff-erica.html' title='To My BFF Erica'/><author><name>Be Individual</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03408190635363460597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4148929934585200328.post-7558636399910857305</id><published>2007-05-31T18:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T19:23:56.421-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sadness</title><content type='html'>We got one of those dreaded calls last Saturday evening.  One of Bailey's soccer teammates was killed in an accident.  You feel like you can't breathe and just know it can't be true.  It's too awful to be true.  Did I hear David correctly?  Please tell me again so maybe my brain can comprehend your words.  I immediately look to the left of me where Bailey is sitting.  I see her eyes wide open in disbelief.  My immediate reaction is to reach out and comfort her but can I?  She just keeps repeating, "I can't believe Nicole is dead".   None of us can.  My heart goes out to her parents.  You try and put yourself in their shoes but can't or don't want to.  You feel so sorry for them.  I can't belief this.  She's only 12, seven months older than Bailey.  You think how unfair life is sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;I start thinking back.  Bailey has played soccer with Nicole since she was 7.  In fact, Bailey and Nicole were the two remaining girls who started out playing on a team called The Shooting Stars.  The name of the team has changed twice more since then, the original girls have gone and new ones came.   We all just sit in shock and wonder what happened.  we get little information.  She was at a motocross race and had an accident. &lt;br /&gt;Several days have passed and it's still hard to believe.  We learn more about the accident, she was hit by someone else who could not stop in time.  We learn that her organs were donated.&lt;br /&gt;Our soccer team decided to hold a candlelight.  We decide on Sunday afternoon and Monday was a holiday but everyone pulled together and we got it done. The soccer vigil was last night, Wednesday. It was unbelieveable that so many people came. Family, friends, schoolmates were all there.  Our team clubs and a lot of the opposing teams came together like a big huge soccer family.  I thought about it and I see and spend more time with the soccer team and families than I do my own in Arizona.  It was wonderful to see such support.  I'm sure the family appreciated it.&lt;br /&gt;Channel 13 news was there and it was the top story last night at 11pm.  Here's the website to see the vigil.  &lt;a href="http://www.ktnv.com/Global/story.asp?S=6590494"&gt;http://www.ktnv.com/Global/story.asp?S=6590494&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I think events like this make you realize how fragile life.  So tonight when you put your children to bed hug them just a little longer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4148929934585200328-7558636399910857305?l=puppyandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppyandme.blogspot.com/feeds/7558636399910857305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4148929934585200328&amp;postID=7558636399910857305' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4148929934585200328/posts/default/7558636399910857305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4148929934585200328/posts/default/7558636399910857305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppyandme.blogspot.com/2007/05/sadness.html' title='Sadness'/><author><name>Be Individual</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03408190635363460597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4148929934585200328.post-2157564232025723018</id><published>2007-05-24T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T08:35:34.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cleaning Day</title><content type='html'>Well, I try and keep my house clean but sometimes it's a little overwhelming.  The bathrooms are the hardest so I decided to do something about it.  I got a maid!!!!  I'm so excited to have sparkling clean bathrooms without being totally exhausted.  It's hard to find good help and it helps to use someone's reference.  I got the maid's name and number from my neighbor.  I saw that they had someone cleaning for them for quite sometime.  So I asked about her and they gave me her name and number.  I called and low and behold I have a maid. &lt;br /&gt;I've been wanting someone to come help with cleaning for awhile but it's been hard.  I want someone to come and tell David that I'm calling someone.  Then I look around and realize my house is dirty and I need to clean before I call a maid as I don't want her to think I'm dirty.  Anyway, I end up cleaning so I can get a maid and then I don't need a maid.  This time I realized I can use the help so I had to use so much self control not to clean before she got here.  I did pick up all the useless junk that lies around everywhere in our house.  So I guess now she'll just think I'm dirty not messy.  Good thing when I called she was able to come in a couple days.  If it had been longer, I would have had everything cleaned for her. &lt;br /&gt;Then I wonder how I can sit here in the house and watch her clean without wanting to help.  I'll feel bad that the poor lady is cleaning my mess while I sit on the couch and eat bon bons...  I guess that's where I need to stop and think, she's not doing it for free....&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm sure I'll be very happy to have a clean house.  Besides, David's daughter, Christine and family, are coming to Las Vegas this weekend and may come by.  Won't tell them I hired someone to clean for me.  I'll just let them think I did it all myself.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4148929934585200328-2157564232025723018?l=puppyandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppyandme.blogspot.com/feeds/2157564232025723018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4148929934585200328&amp;postID=2157564232025723018' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4148929934585200328/posts/default/2157564232025723018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4148929934585200328/posts/default/2157564232025723018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppyandme.blogspot.com/2007/05/cleaning-day.html' title='Cleaning Day'/><author><name>Be Individual</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03408190635363460597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4148929934585200328.post-4376468693043454577</id><published>2007-04-25T22:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T22:27:39.151-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Do</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eUuO6i9U_8c/RjA3_NjnKHI/AAAAAAAAAAU/xEwNVu4Fumg/s1600-h/new+do+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057603940647381106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eUuO6i9U_8c/RjA3_NjnKHI/AAAAAAAAAAU/xEwNVu4Fumg/s320/new+do+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eUuO6i9U_8c/RjA31NjnKGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/UhA56YA4lz0/s1600-h/new+do+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057603768848689250" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eUuO6i9U_8c/RjA31NjnKGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/UhA56YA4lz0/s320/new+do+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, it had been over a year since I had my hair cut. Didn't need to for quite awhile as it was growing in. I had very straight hair all my life. When it grew back in after the chemo, it came in curly. I mean really curly. I had always wished for curly hair, spent years perming it. But becareful what you wish for cuz curly hair wasn't what I expected. I swear, as it got longer I looked like Keith Richards from the Rolling Stones, just not as old. Although some days I think I look that old. Anywho, it was hard to deal with so most of the time I just stuck a hat on top of it to control it. It was a fuzz ball on my head. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So today, Rachael, the bestest hair stylist, colored and cut my hair. Oh, I forgot, as it grew back, I was blessed with lots of white hairs too. Darn!!!! Anyway, it was so nice to be made over. It's a bit short but I really, really like it. I hope tomorrow after I style it, it looks somewhat like it did today after Rachael did it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I am sharing my new do with all..... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS:  I added pictures to my blog.... Go Linda!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/4148929934585200328-4376468693043454577?l=puppyandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppyandme.blogspot.com/feeds/4376468693043454577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4148929934585200328&amp;postID=4376468693043454577' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4148929934585200328/posts/default/4376468693043454577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4148929934585200328/posts/default/4376468693043454577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppyandme.blogspot.com/2007/04/new-do.html' title='New Do'/><author><name>Be Individual</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03408190635363460597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eUuO6i9U_8c/RjA3_NjnKHI/AAAAAAAAAAU/xEwNVu4Fumg/s72-c/new+do+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4148929934585200328.post-6061638509037480256</id><published>2007-04-19T10:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T10:29:10.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where have I been?</title><content type='html'>Geez, I just never blog, how bad of me.  I love reading everyones blog but I never write.  I just can't think of things sometimes.  Then I feel intimidated as I don't know how to do pictures, videos or add anything.  I'm boring.  I must learn these things.  I need a fancy, interesting blog.  I just love my friend, Erica's.  Mental note:  work on learning more blogging things.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4148929934585200328-6061638509037480256?l=puppyandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppyandme.blogspot.com/feeds/6061638509037480256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4148929934585200328&amp;postID=6061638509037480256' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4148929934585200328/posts/default/6061638509037480256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4148929934585200328/posts/default/6061638509037480256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppyandme.blogspot.com/2007/04/where-have-i-been.html' title='Where have I been?'/><author><name>Be Individual</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03408190635363460597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4148929934585200328.post-4609234021961401855</id><published>2007-02-28T17:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T17:59:57.164-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay, I need some corrections....</title><content type='html'>Disregard the extra #68 at the bottom.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I must like to eat out a lot cuz I wrote it twice.  Here's a new #39 - I have psychic dreams sometimes.  (As opposed to my psychotic episodes)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4148929934585200328-4609234021961401855?l=puppyandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppyandme.blogspot.com/feeds/4609234021961401855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4148929934585200328&amp;postID=4609234021961401855' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4148929934585200328/posts/default/4609234021961401855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4148929934585200328/posts/default/4609234021961401855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppyandme.blogspot.com/2007/02/okay-i-need-some-corrections.html' title='Okay, I need some corrections....'/><author><name>Be Individual</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03408190635363460597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4148929934585200328.post-5356083745061216344</id><published>2007-02-28T09:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T10:42:19.309-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My 100 things about me</title><content type='html'>1. I am a middle child, felt compelled to act like a middle child.&lt;br /&gt;2.  I have an older sister and younger brother.&lt;br /&gt;3. I miss my Dad.&lt;br /&gt;4. I'm so glad I got Puppy, she makes my heart happy.&lt;br /&gt;5. Love to travel, hate to unpack when you get back.&lt;br /&gt;6. I love my family, they are so supportive and loving.&lt;br /&gt;7. Have the best friends anyone could have, sorry I'm so far from them.&lt;br /&gt;8. I email my BFF in TX Debbie everyday since she moved over 4 years ago&lt;br /&gt;9. I love getting mail.&lt;br /&gt;10. I am a card sender, Hallmark loves me.&lt;br /&gt;11. I hate when people don't RSVP&lt;br /&gt;12. I love my pets, 2 dogs, 2 cats, fish and hermit crab.&lt;br /&gt;13. I cry at sad movies or sad books, who am I kidding, I'm a crier.&lt;br /&gt;14. I could not live without my friends.&lt;br /&gt;15. I would like to go to NYC and see a Broadway show&lt;br /&gt;16.  I had a wonderful childhood.&lt;br /&gt;17.  I got my drivers license when I was 18&lt;br /&gt;18.  A relaxing bath is great&lt;br /&gt;19.  I like to read, my favorite author, Sidney Sheldon, died&lt;br /&gt;20.  I now have curly hair.&lt;br /&gt;21. Regret I quit college, maybe I'll go back with Bailey&lt;br /&gt;22. Favorite quote, "I cried because I had no shoes until I met a man who had no feet"&lt;br /&gt;23. Creme Brulee is my favorite desert&lt;br /&gt;24.  I love to eat out, why cook&lt;br /&gt;25. Love my peeps, Jordan and Nicole.&lt;br /&gt;26. Bailey is my greatest accomplishment&lt;br /&gt;27. David is my best friend&lt;br /&gt;28. My Mom taught me to be strong.&lt;br /&gt;29. Still waiting to win the lottery&lt;br /&gt;30. Terrified of the high freeway interchanges, what if I fall????&lt;br /&gt;31.  Dislike rude, stupid, inconsiderate drivers most of which drive in Las Vegas&lt;br /&gt;32.  Born in the same small town as my Dad and sister, Florence, AZ&lt;br /&gt;33.  Only have 1 godchild, Tyler&lt;br /&gt;34.  Panic in LA freeway traffic&lt;br /&gt;35.  I'm like Amy, the mean sister, in the movie Family Stone&lt;br /&gt;36.  Gone With The Wind is my favorite movie.&lt;br /&gt;37.  I love to watch the same movies over and over.&lt;br /&gt;38.  Try not to let other the opinions of others validate me.&lt;br /&gt;39.  Love to eat out&lt;br /&gt;40.  Seem to always be doing laundry&lt;br /&gt;41.  Have read the newpaper since I was in 4th grade.&lt;br /&gt;42. Like to read magazines&lt;br /&gt;43.  Like to scrapbook but don't as often as I'd like.&lt;br /&gt;44. Own a sewing machine and know how to use it.&lt;br /&gt;45. I'm very sentimental which makes it hard for me to get rid of stuff&lt;br /&gt;46.  Sweet Peas are my favorite flowers, followed by Tulips&lt;br /&gt;47.  Purple is my favorite color&lt;br /&gt;48. Drink coffee every morning&lt;br /&gt;49. Do Nintendo, Brain Age, to keep my mind active&lt;br /&gt;50. One of my favorite shows is Survivor&lt;br /&gt;51.  I want to start going to Yoga and Tai Chi&lt;br /&gt;52.  I'm a list maker&lt;br /&gt;53.  I spoil my Puppy, she even has a stoller&lt;br /&gt;54.  I love giving gifts&lt;br /&gt;55.  One of the best gifts I've received was the game Green Ghost from Erica&lt;br /&gt;56.  I want to go to the Ellen show&lt;br /&gt;57.  I want to go to Hawaii again&lt;br /&gt;58.  I hope to make a positive difference in someone's life&lt;br /&gt;59. I love to talk.....&lt;br /&gt;60.  I love to shop and I'm a bargain shopper&lt;br /&gt;61.  I like to get manicure, pedicures and my hair done&lt;br /&gt;62.  Like to email&lt;br /&gt;63. Love to watch Bailey play soccer&lt;br /&gt;64. Love to feel sunshine on my face&lt;br /&gt;65. Love dark chocolate&lt;br /&gt;66.  When I go on trips, I over pack as I hate to leave anything....&lt;br /&gt;67.  Enjoy having sleepovers and scary movie night when I go to Phoenix&lt;br /&gt;68.  Wish Iwould have taken time to learn more from my Grannie (sewing and cooking&lt;br /&gt;69.  I have a good sense of humor&lt;br /&gt;70.  Cancer has made me a better person&lt;br /&gt;71.  Wish they would find a cure for cancer&lt;br /&gt;72.  Believe in the power of positive thinking.&lt;br /&gt;73.  Planting flowers and gardening make me happy&lt;br /&gt;74.  Like going to bed after a relaxing bath in fresh clean sheets&lt;br /&gt;75.  I keep outgrowing my clothes&lt;br /&gt;76.  Drink lots of milk, like when it's really cold&lt;br /&gt;77.  Love meeting Sister Lori, Loree and Lucrecia at Riazzi's for our birthdays&lt;br /&gt;78.  Would like to take Bailey to Paris (she wants to go)&lt;br /&gt;79.  Like to go camping in Utah&lt;br /&gt;80.  Smells bring back memories&lt;br /&gt;81.  Would like to speak Spanish&lt;br /&gt;82.  Sometimes I like to just scream for no reason, scares my family and pets&lt;br /&gt;83.  I like to play penny slots, Twilight Zone machine&lt;br /&gt;84.  I like to be in control&lt;br /&gt;85.  Christmas is my favorite holiday&lt;br /&gt;86.  I love Disneyland, it is the happiest place on earth&lt;br /&gt;87.  Swensen's Swiss Orange Chip ice cream is one of my favorites&lt;br /&gt;88.  I use Tide detergent and Bounce&lt;br /&gt;89.  I had braces twice&lt;br /&gt;90.  I still have some of Bailey's baby clothes&lt;br /&gt;91.  Wish David and I could date more&lt;br /&gt;92.  Worry that we'll run out of TP so I buy a lot of it&lt;br /&gt;93.  Don't like when I misplace my glasses as I need them to find them&lt;br /&gt;94.  I drive back home sometimes as I'm sure I left the garage door open&lt;br /&gt;95.  Have trouble sleeping as my brain doesn't turn off.&lt;br /&gt;96.  A neighborhood grey cats sneaks into our house via the doggy door (caught it twice)&lt;br /&gt;97.  Hate getting early morning phone calls afraid it's bad news&lt;br /&gt;98.  My longest friendship is with Kelly who I met when I was 12&lt;br /&gt;99.  Wish I had more time to visit with friends when I'm in Phoenix&lt;br /&gt;100.  Believe in the power of prayer (thanks for all your prayers for me)&lt;br /&gt;101.  Looking forward to my granchild my friend Erica is having&lt;br /&gt;102.  Try hard not to cloud my mind or life with negative things&lt;br /&gt;103.  Always enter contests but never win, go figure&lt;br /&gt;104.  Like chips and salsa&lt;br /&gt;105.  Had to do one more than Erica&lt;br /&gt;106.  Realized I lead a boring life....&lt;br /&gt;68.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4148929934585200328-5356083745061216344?l=puppyandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppyandme.blogspot.com/feeds/5356083745061216344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4148929934585200328&amp;postID=5356083745061216344' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4148929934585200328/posts/default/5356083745061216344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4148929934585200328/posts/default/5356083745061216344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppyandme.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-100-things-about-me.html' title='My 100 things about me'/><author><name>Be Individual</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03408190635363460597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4148929934585200328.post-3318332724498429170</id><published>2007-02-06T11:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T11:35:24.692-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soccer and stuff</title><content type='html'>Well, Bailey is back playing soccer since breaking her leg. She had a game last Saturday. The weather was great, sunny and warm. First game where jackets and blankets weren't needed. Anyway, Bailey played a great game. It was like she had never broken her leg. I'm very proud of her, in spite of her setback, she came back and played. Glad the weather has gotten better too. It's nice just to carry your chair to the field.&lt;br /&gt;Since I don't do too much these days, soccer gets me out of the house. Bailey has a game this weekend but will miss it as we are going to Phoenix. The following weekend she has a tournament here. In March, we are going to Anaheim, CA for a tournament. It does keep up busy.&lt;br /&gt;We are leaving tomorrow for Phoenix as Bailey is off school on Thursday and Friday. My Mom's birthday is on Friday so we are going to celebrate with her. I told Bailey we'll think it's hot there as it's been in the very high 70's. Get to take the shorts and flipflops. Puppy is going with us too. David and Lady will stay here.&lt;br /&gt;Well can't think of anything wonderful and witty to say so I will sign off for today....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4148929934585200328-3318332724498429170?l=puppyandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppyandme.blogspot.com/feeds/3318332724498429170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4148929934585200328&amp;postID=3318332724498429170' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4148929934585200328/posts/default/3318332724498429170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4148929934585200328/posts/default/3318332724498429170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppyandme.blogspot.com/2007/02/soccer-and-stuff.html' title='Soccer and stuff'/><author><name>Be Individual</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03408190635363460597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4148929934585200328.post-7601968042487400383</id><published>2007-02-02T10:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T11:04:41.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a blogger which is better than a booger</title><content type='html'>Well, Erica sent me her blog and being a competitive person, I wanted one too.  Plus you can be noisy and look at other people's blogs.  Kinda like reading the Enquirer for free.  So I figured I'd write too in case anyone wanted to look.  Still need to learn how to download photos.  Working on that one. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I guess now I tell you what's going on with my family and me.  Bailey is good, at school right now.  Really likes Jr. High.  Went to her first dance a couple weeks ago.  Their dances are held right after school.  Also has gone to a couple basketball games.  Thinks school is all about socializing, go figure.  David is fine, off on one of his pool jobs.  Enjoying life at Bellagio and riding his BMW whenever he can.&lt;br /&gt;Puppy is outside enjoying our nice sunny, warmer weather.  Other dog (Lady) is also outside with her.  They love when we have nice weather.  It's been sold cold in the morning that the other day when we got up it was 41degrees and I told Bailey it was warm.  Guess it beat the 28 degrees we usually wake up with. &lt;br /&gt;Geez, I can usually write and write but can't think of much to say. Imagine me at a loss for something to say.  I will have to think about this and write more later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4148929934585200328-7601968042487400383?l=puppyandme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppyandme.blogspot.com/feeds/7601968042487400383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4148929934585200328&amp;postID=7601968042487400383' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4148929934585200328/posts/default/7601968042487400383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4148929934585200328/posts/default/7601968042487400383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppyandme.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-am-blogger-which-is-better-than.html' title='I am a blogger which is better than a booger'/><author><name>Be Individual</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03408190635363460597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
