<?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-10356974</id><updated>2011-08-03T14:15:04.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Size Fits Most</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img1.blogblog.com/img/blank.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>90</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-113335928842196099</id><published>2005-11-30T06:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T06:01:28.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'>At least she's thankful for something</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Today I found something DQ had brought home from school that she made last&lt;br /&gt;week.  Its a cornucopia she colored and on the front she was supposed to&lt;br /&gt;fill in what she is thankful for.  Only she is still turning her b's and d's&lt;br /&gt;around and getting them mixed up so this is what it said:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Contry (I guess country?)&lt;br /&gt;Mom and bad&lt;br /&gt;brother&lt;br /&gt;cat&lt;br /&gt;bog&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;I guess that means GB is bad and what is a bog?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10356974-113335928842196099?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/113335928842196099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=113335928842196099' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/113335928842196099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/113335928842196099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/11/at-least-shes-thankful-for-something.html' title='At least she&apos;s thankful for something'/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-113052306599679741</id><published>2005-10-28T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T11:11:06.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>There's nothing going on here, please move along....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10356974-113052306599679741?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/113052306599679741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=113052306599679741' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/113052306599679741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/113052306599679741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/10/theres-nothing-going-on-here-please.html' title='There&apos;s nothing going on here, please move along....'/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-112973110009192391</id><published>2005-10-19T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T07:11:40.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another warning</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;I hate people who forward too many warnings as much as anyone, but&lt;br /&gt;this one is important!   Send this warning to everyone on your e-mail&lt;br /&gt;list!&lt;br /&gt;If someone comes to your front door saying they are conducting&lt;br /&gt;a survey on deer ticks and asks you to take your clothes off and dance&lt;br /&gt;around to shake off the ticks, do not do it!  IT IS A SCAM; they only want&lt;br /&gt;to see you naked. I wish I'd gotten this yesterday. I feel so stupid now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10356974-112973110009192391?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/112973110009192391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=112973110009192391' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/112973110009192391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/112973110009192391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/10/another-warning.html' title='Another warning'/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-112958704935139686</id><published>2005-10-17T15:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T15:10:49.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just when you thought the ride was over...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;We found out today that my Mother-in Law has breast cancer.  Its that&lt;br /&gt;feeling all over again....you're on a roller coaster and its going up the&lt;br /&gt;big hill and the chain pulling you up is going&lt;br /&gt;"chk.....chk.....chk.....chk....chk...." and you know what is next.  Only&lt;br /&gt;you dont REALLY know.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10356974-112958704935139686?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/112958704935139686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=112958704935139686' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/112958704935139686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/112958704935139686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/10/just-when-you-thought-ride-was-over.html' title='Just when you thought the ride was over...'/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-112939882520887403</id><published>2005-10-15T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T10:53:45.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The cure for boredom</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Ok heres what you gotta do:&lt;br /&gt;Go to your fave search engine thingy&lt;br /&gt;Enter yournamehere needs&lt;br /&gt;Tell the first 10 responses&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Here we go!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;1.Larisa needs guidance to be strong and face all&lt;br /&gt;the demons that are in her life right now (Yikes!  who knew?)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;2.LARISA: Needs a big steak to go with it. MILL STREET TANKHOUSE ALE&lt;br /&gt;(Toronto)&lt;br /&gt;341ml, $10.35/6-pack * * * * *, (no thanks I just ate)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;3.In the future when Larisa?s new movies are released there will be plenty&lt;br /&gt;of fan&lt;br /&gt;excitement but for now Larisa needs and deserves her own space.  (please&lt;br /&gt;give the queen some space...I cant breathe)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;4.LARISA needs to receive and maintain records that contain some PHI about&lt;br /&gt;you to&lt;br /&gt;administer. LARISA and provide you with health care benefits, ...(huh?)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;5.Larisa needs desperately the win to continue their chase for the&lt;br /&gt;promotion, after they lost many points on the road. (Uh, I dont play sports)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;6.but first Larisa needs a visa, which means she and her new husband have&lt;br /&gt;been&lt;br /&gt;wading through enough paperwork to choke an IRS wonk. ..(please no more&lt;br /&gt;Credit Cards!!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;7.There are many things that Larisa needs to know about&lt;br /&gt;John, and this is the tip of the iceberg (who the heck is John??)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;8.However, in order to leave for Israel, Larisa needs to have written&lt;br /&gt;permission&lt;br /&gt;from their mother. At the moment the mother is not around, and the family&lt;br /&gt;(If I get written permission from my mother, we got other problems!!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;9. Larisa needs someone to talk to, and I chafe in the position. the air&lt;br /&gt;between you Two has to be cleared.  (now who have I pissed off?)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;10.You're right Alpha and I think Larisa needs supervision,(because you know&lt;br /&gt;I cant be left alone for even a MOMENT).....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Now GO!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10356974-112939882520887403?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/112939882520887403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=112939882520887403' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/112939882520887403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/112939882520887403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/10/cure-for-boredom.html' title='The cure for boredom'/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-112877722881592197</id><published>2005-10-08T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T06:13:48.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not much happening here</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;OC is doing good, we're reading Chronicles of Narnia every night, school's&lt;br /&gt;good, work's good (for me anyway). Big Daddy's name is probably going to&lt;br /&gt;change soon to Not-So-Big-Daddy cause he's losing ALL THIS WEIGHT AND ITS&lt;br /&gt;MAKING ME ILL.  No really he's doing really good with his diabetes on his&lt;br /&gt;diet and exercising 5 days a week (snark).  I'm proud of him.  I havent&lt;br /&gt;gained any of mine back (yet) and even GB has lost a few.  Between not&lt;br /&gt;having junk in the house and not being able to eat bread because of his&lt;br /&gt;appliance, he's lost about 4 pounds (GB that is).  Then there's DQ who needs&lt;br /&gt;every calorie she can get.  We can all just scrape our carbs onto her&lt;br /&gt;plate!!&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of DQ, she and I got called back for a play today at 2pm.  Tell us&lt;br /&gt;to break a leg!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10356974-112877722881592197?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/112877722881592197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=112877722881592197' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/112877722881592197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/112877722881592197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/10/not-much-happening-here.html' title='Not much happening here'/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-112794471124441672</id><published>2005-09-28T14:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T14:58:31.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;a href="http://spacefem.com/quizzes/evil/"&amp;gt; &amp;lt;img&lt;br /&gt;src="http://www.spacefemmites.com/limg/0905/evil/1.gif" border=0&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; Raw&lt;br /&gt;evil score: 0%&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10356974-112794471124441672?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/112794471124441672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=112794471124441672' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/112794471124441672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/112794471124441672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/09/blog-post.html' title='&lt;no subject&gt;'/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-112752998910460175</id><published>2005-09-23T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T19:46:29.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And BTW...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;I"m down to 253, y'all!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10356974-112752998910460175?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/112752998910460175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=112752998910460175' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/112752998910460175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/112752998910460175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/09/and-btw.html' title='And BTW...'/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-112751681006261131</id><published>2005-09-23T16:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T16:06:50.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Frickin....fracking..mmmph *&amp;%$#@#$%^</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;My palm pilot, ok dinosaur palm pilot went on to the other side today.&lt;br /&gt;But it took with it all my inner information such as dr appt and phone #s&lt;br /&gt;and work schedule.&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10356974-112751681006261131?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/112751681006261131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=112751681006261131' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/112751681006261131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/112751681006261131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/09/frickinfrackingmmmph.html' title='Frickin....fracking..mmmph *&amp;%$#@#$%^'/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-112751574355299912</id><published>2005-09-23T15:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T15:49:03.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 questions</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;1.If you had to work retail, what store would  you choose?   &lt;br /&gt;Coldwater Creek&lt;br /&gt;2.    Without peeking, do you have a Neopet?  &lt;br /&gt;No.  I dont even know what that is.&lt;br /&gt;3.    Have you ever imagined yourself as an Earl or Countess?      &lt;br /&gt;No. See #2&lt;br /&gt;4.    When is the last time you did "punch-buggy - no punches back?"&lt;br /&gt;Probably yesterday.  I have young children.&lt;br /&gt;5.    What do you order to drink if you are in a bar?&lt;br /&gt;Diet Crack, er, I mean Diet Coke.  Yes even in a bar!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10356974-112751574355299912?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/112751574355299912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=112751574355299912' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/112751574355299912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/112751574355299912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/09/5-questions.html' title='5 questions'/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-112748160693817709</id><published>2005-09-23T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T06:20:06.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Please pray for our friend Lee</title><content type='html'>Please pray for our friend Lee who went to Houston to be with his Dad who is dying but now he cant get home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10356974-112748160693817709?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/112748160693817709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=112748160693817709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/112748160693817709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/112748160693817709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/09/please-pray-for-our-friend-lee.html' title='Please pray for our friend Lee'/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-112699222274844469</id><published>2005-09-17T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T14:23:42.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>check this out</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;http://www.xanga.com/private/home.aspx?user=smockaholic&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;my "other" blog&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10356974-112699222274844469?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/112699222274844469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=112699222274844469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/112699222274844469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/112699222274844469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/09/check-this-out.html' title='check this out'/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-112674680270126583</id><published>2005-09-14T18:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T18:13:22.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>News about my Dad....its good!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Today we went for a followup with the oncologist.  He said he was impressed&lt;br /&gt;by how good he looks.  He also said that he actually has air movement in&lt;br /&gt;that lung, whereas before he didnt.  So he is going in 2 weeks for another&lt;br /&gt;CT scan and see the dr again to see if it is shrinking.&lt;br /&gt;His red count is still low, but better than before.  He will have to&lt;br /&gt;continue to get injections for that every 2 weeks for about another month&lt;br /&gt;and a half.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all your prayers.  This is the first piece of good news we have&lt;br /&gt;had since this whole thing started.  My dad was really encouraged!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10356974-112674680270126583?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/112674680270126583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=112674680270126583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/112674680270126583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/112674680270126583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/09/news-about-my-dadits-good.html' title='News about my Dad....its good!!'/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-112670723055725506</id><published>2005-09-14T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T07:13:50.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on OC</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Today we're going to the oncologist and to get another shot for his low red&lt;br /&gt;count.  He is looking a little pinker these days, the shot must be working.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10356974-112670723055725506?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/112670723055725506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=112670723055725506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/112670723055725506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/112670723055725506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/09/update-on-oc.html' title='Update on OC'/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-112588755544721629</id><published>2005-09-04T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T19:32:35.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If you need me tomorrow....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;I'll be watching SpikeTV's Labor Day CSI Marathon!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10356974-112588755544721629?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/112588755544721629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=112588755544721629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/112588755544721629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/112588755544721629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/09/if-you-need-me-tomorrow.html' title='If you need me tomorrow....'/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-112588751933967112</id><published>2005-09-04T19:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T19:31:59.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Divine, indeed!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;I've been listening to my new favorite group, Il Divo.  Il Divo means&lt;br /&gt;"Divine Performer" or "Male  Diva."  In case you havent heard about them,&lt;br /&gt;its a group formed by Mr Nasty himself, Simon Cowell.  He searched the world&lt;br /&gt;over to find 4 awesome singers, one each from the US, Spain, France, and&lt;br /&gt;Switzerland.  All 4 have a pretty good resume of musical training and&lt;br /&gt;experience.  Not to mention they are HOT!  Go to their website&lt;br /&gt;www.ildivo.com to check them out!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10356974-112588751933967112?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/112588751933967112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=112588751933967112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/112588751933967112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/112588751933967112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/09/divine-indeed.html' title='Divine, indeed!'/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-112579177740016247</id><published>2005-09-03T16:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T16:56:17.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And a good time was had by all...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt; Last night 6 little 7yearolds and I had a throwdown party.  First we had&lt;br /&gt;snacks and then presents.  We watched Muppet Wizard of Oz and painted&lt;br /&gt;fingernails, with the assistance of the beautiful and fun Nana .  At about&lt;br /&gt;930 we went to Sonic for drinks in our pajamas (not me of course!! what if&lt;br /&gt;someone saw me???).  While at Sonic we partook of the cookiecake and ice&lt;br /&gt;cream.  Then I/uh, WE concocted a scheme to vandalize/uh, DECORATE Nana's&lt;br /&gt;yard with toilet paper streamers.  It needed it, ok!!  The girls were about&lt;br /&gt;to die they thought it was the funniest thing!!  (all except for one who was&lt;br /&gt;quietly protesting by refusing to participate, we'll call her Miss&lt;br /&gt;Goodconscience) Plus GB was spending the night over there.  But alas he did&lt;br /&gt;not even see it for Pop cleaned it up before sunup.  Then this morning we&lt;br /&gt;had the special guest "Local High School Cheerleader" come over and teach&lt;br /&gt;the little varmits a few cheers.  Funny how last night they were so loud I&lt;br /&gt;had to put pillows over each ear but this morning they were church mice.&lt;br /&gt;Tonight the party is going out on the town for some good steak.  Yeah thats&lt;br /&gt;what the 7yearold wants!!  (its really for BD who worked hard in the yard&lt;br /&gt;today!  You rock!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10356974-112579177740016247?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/112579177740016247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=112579177740016247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/112579177740016247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/112579177740016247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/09/and-good-time-was-had-by-all.html' title='And a good time was had by all...'/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-112551916732269685</id><published>2005-08-31T13:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T13:12:47.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Seems OC has found the blog...WELCOME!&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm up to 3 readers!&lt;br /&gt;WooHoo!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10356974-112551916732269685?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/112551916732269685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=112551916732269685' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/112551916732269685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/112551916732269685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/08/welcome.html' title='Welcome!'/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-112528227718383974</id><published>2005-08-28T19:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T19:24:37.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whats your SuperPower?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The SuperPower Family:&lt;br /&gt;Lullaboy&lt;br /&gt;Dancigirl&lt;br /&gt;WorryWoman&lt;br /&gt;DiabeticDaddy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10356974-112528227718383974?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/112528227718383974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=112528227718383974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/112528227718383974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/112528227718383974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/08/whats-your-superpower.html' title='Whats your SuperPower?'/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-112526850157030715</id><published>2005-08-28T15:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T15:35:01.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not much happening here</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;But if you need me for something, I'm the one with my nose pressed to the TV&lt;br /&gt;which is tuned to the Weather Channel.&lt;br /&gt;Prayers for everyone in the Gulf Coast, especially New Orleans.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10356974-112526850157030715?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/112526850157030715/comments/default' title='Post 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Breasts</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Bra with side air bags does a good job of holding them where they are&lt;br /&gt;supposed to be, as opposed to in the armpits!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10356974-112457116305848509?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/112457116305848509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=112457116305848509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/112457116305848509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/112457116305848509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/08/found-lost-breasts.html' title='Found:  Lost Breasts'/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-112457099739987276</id><published>2005-08-20T13:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T13:49:57.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's the Latest</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Since my one and only blog reader (hi Big Daddy!!) has complained of the&lt;br /&gt;lack of new posts lately, here's an update:&lt;br /&gt;I had an unfortunate incident this morning with a tomato, chef knife, and&lt;br /&gt;thumb.  Kind of like rock, paper, scissors.  Long story short, the knife&lt;br /&gt;beats thumb.  Big Daddy takes me to get it stitched up.  Took a LOOOONG&lt;br /&gt;time!  Big daddy had to leave the room.  Big Daddy's lips were white as his&lt;br /&gt;skin.  Thumb now wrapped in pretty white gauze.  Lucky me blood doesnt show&lt;br /&gt;up in tomato.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;OC doing pretty well.  6 more radiation treatments and 3 more chemo&lt;br /&gt;treatments now that Mr Low White Count is out of isolation.  He may even&lt;br /&gt;come to church tomorrow, as long as he brings the antibacterial hand gel.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Scored one new 14 year old babysitter who lives, get this, NEXT DOOR!  Woo&lt;br /&gt;Hoo!  Hopefully we will be able to abuse, er I mean use her at least until&lt;br /&gt;she turns 16 and gets a life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;DQ and GB having a swell time at school this year.  So far no illnesses or&lt;br /&gt;complaints (GB had mono the first day of 2nd grade).  GB gets his appliance&lt;br /&gt;put in on Sept 6th.  The orthodontist said the best thing is when he is bad,&lt;br /&gt;I get to crank it twice!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;And last but not least, I'm still married to the best guy a girl like me&lt;br /&gt;could ask for.  Thats you, Big Daddy, my one and only blog reader!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10356974-112457099739987276?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/112457099739987276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=112457099739987276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/112457099739987276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/112457099739987276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/08/heres-latest.html' title='Here&apos;s the Latest'/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-112351257110464387</id><published>2005-08-08T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T07:49:31.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beware!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Ladies  BEWARE....................&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;This is a heads-up to those friends who haven't experienced it yet and an&lt;br /&gt;explanation to those friends and family who have.&lt;br /&gt;Most of you have read the scare-mail about the person whose kidneys were&lt;br /&gt;stolen while he was passed out. Well, the kidney story was a hoax but this&lt;br /&gt;one is real.&lt;br /&gt;It's happening every day. My thighs were stolen from me during the night a&lt;br /&gt;few years ago. It was  just that quick. I went to sleep in my body and woke&lt;br /&gt;up with someone else's thighs that have the texture of cooked oatmeal. Who&lt;br /&gt;would have done such a cruel thing to legs that had been mine for years?&lt;br /&gt;Whose thighs were these and what happened to mine.  I spent the entire&lt;br /&gt;summer looking for my thighs. Finally, hurt and  angry,  I resigned myself&lt;br /&gt;to living out my life in jeans and Sheer Energy pantyhose.&lt;br /&gt;Then, just when my guard was down, the thieves struck again. My butt was&lt;br /&gt;next. I knew it was the same gang because they took pains to match my new&lt;br /&gt;rear end to the thighs they stuck me&lt;br /&gt;with earlier. However, they attached it badly -- at least three inches lower&lt;br /&gt;than my original. Now, my rear complemented my legs, lump for lump. Frantic,&lt;br /&gt;I  prayed that long skirts would stay in fashion.&lt;br /&gt;It was two years ago when I realized my arms had been switched. One morning&lt;br /&gt;I was fixing my hair and I watched horrified but fascinated as the flesh of&lt;br /&gt;my upper arms swung to and fro with the motion of the hairbrush. This was&lt;br /&gt;really getting scary. My body was being replaced one section at a&lt;br /&gt;time.&lt;br /&gt;How clever and fiendish. Age? Age had nothing to do with it. Age is supposed&lt;br /&gt;to creep&lt;br /&gt;up, unnoticed, something like maturity. NO, I was being attacked repeatedly&lt;br /&gt;and without warning. In despair, I gave up my T-shirts. What could they do&lt;br /&gt;to me next?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;My poor neck disappeared more quickly than the Thanksgiving turkey it  now&lt;br /&gt;resembled.  That's why I decided to tell my story. I can't take on the&lt;br /&gt;medical profession by myself. Women of the world, wake up and smell the&lt;br /&gt;coffee. I now realize where those surgeons are getting their replacement&lt;br /&gt;parts. They  really aren't plastic like they claim.  The  next time you&lt;br /&gt;suspect someone has had a face 'lifted,' look again.&lt;br /&gt;Was it lifted from you??&lt;br /&gt;                   &lt;br /&gt;I think I finally found my thighs and I hope that Cindy&lt;br /&gt;Crawford paid a really good price for them!&lt;br /&gt;                   &lt;br /&gt;This is not a hoax. This is happening to women in every town&lt;br /&gt;every  night.&lt;br /&gt;WARN YOUR FRIENDS.&lt;br /&gt;                   &lt;br /&gt;P.S. I must say that last year I thought someone had stolen my breasts. I&lt;br /&gt;was lying in bed and they were gone! As I jumped out of bed I was  relieved&lt;br /&gt;to see that they had just been hiding in my armpits as I slept.  Now I keep&lt;br /&gt;them hidden in my waistband.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10356974-112351257110464387?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/112351257110464387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=112351257110464387' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/112351257110464387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/112351257110464387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/08/beware.html' title='Beware!!'/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-112351239737038703</id><published>2005-08-08T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T07:46:37.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good news and bad news</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Ok which do you want first???&lt;br /&gt;Ok the "good" news....I got a tattoo on my left ankle.  Its a "rebellious&lt;br /&gt;but safe" butterfly.  I wanted a trinity knot but they didnt have any&lt;br /&gt;examples of that and I didnt want anyone tattooing willy nilly on my skin&lt;br /&gt;without a picture to go by.  But butterfly was my 2nd choice because the&lt;br /&gt;Bible says we are a new creation and that is how butterflies are when they&lt;br /&gt;come out of their cocoons.  Plus they didnt have any pink flamingoes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The "bad" news...BD is diabetic.  Which will probably be a good thing in the&lt;br /&gt;long run, because we will all eat healthier and benefit.  We can just scrape&lt;br /&gt;all the carbs off our plates onto DQ's plate so she can get some calories.&lt;br /&gt;All of herself 53 pounds fully clothed dripping wet.  Hmmmph.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;And the kids started school today.  Gee, its quiet here.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10356974-112351239737038703?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/112351239737038703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=112351239737038703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/112351239737038703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/112351239737038703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/08/good-news-and-bad-news.html' title='Good news and bad news'/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-112351206191776706</id><published>2005-08-08T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T07:41:02.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodnight, Peter</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Peter Jennings has died of cancer.  That makes me sad for 2 reasons....#1&lt;br /&gt;I'm a news junkie.  He's such an icon.....#2 My dad.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10356974-112351206191776706?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/112351206191776706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=112351206191776706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/112351206191776706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/112351206191776706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/08/goodnight-peter.html' title='Goodnight, Peter'/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-112310175174885995</id><published>2005-08-03T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T13:42:31.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No chemo for you today, Mr Low White Count!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;He was just dancin a jig when they told him he couldnt have his treatment&lt;br /&gt;today.  Its not like he got off on good behavior or anything.&lt;br /&gt;He does appear to be feeling well, but what we dont need is for him to get&lt;br /&gt;septic and end up in the hospital with some funky infection.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Summer is almost over.  The kids start school on Monday.  In lieu of&lt;br /&gt;uniforms the school system has decided to tighten up the school dress code.&lt;br /&gt;I can see this being a great big thorn in my side.  Some of the rules are&lt;br /&gt;concrete, such as you have to wear a belt if your pants have belt loops.&lt;br /&gt;You must tuck in your shirt.  However, the length of shorts is open to&lt;br /&gt;interpretation, as is "no shower shoes."  So do Crocs count as shower shoes?&lt;br /&gt;What about Birkenstocks??  Ok if we are going to have some rules, make them&lt;br /&gt;concrete and all interpret them the same.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The mini-honeymoon is now over, as I have more Mt Laundry to climb.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10356974-112310175174885995?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/112310175174885995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=112310175174885995' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/112310175174885995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/112310175174885995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/08/no-chemo-for-you-today-mr-low-white.html' title='No chemo for you today, Mr Low White Count!!'/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-112285014295213488</id><published>2005-07-31T15:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T15:49:02.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jackpot!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;I won the husband lottery!!&lt;br /&gt;15 years ago I married the best guy in the world.  For our 15th anniversary&lt;br /&gt;he took me as a surprise to Hot Springs (where we went on our short&lt;br /&gt;honeymoon).  He planned the whole thing without my knowledge, down to&lt;br /&gt;calling my supervisor and getting me the day off work (Friday) and making a&lt;br /&gt;reservation for Six Million Dollar doggie at the puppy hotel.&lt;br /&gt;We stayed at the Arlington and had the whole spa thing and nice dinner out&lt;br /&gt;and shopping and TAKING A NAP WITHOUT INTERRUPTION.&lt;br /&gt;Now,  its not just that he did such a great thing for our anniversary.  But&lt;br /&gt;as I look back over the 15 years I see all the great things he's done for me&lt;br /&gt;while putting up with a lot of CRAP.  And never batting an eye.  I mean, he&lt;br /&gt;even cut my dad's toenails while he was in the hospital!  Thats true love!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10356974-112285014295213488?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/112285014295213488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=112285014295213488' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/112285014295213488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/112285014295213488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/07/jackpot.html' title='Jackpot!!'/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-112213689911871835</id><published>2005-07-23T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T09:41:39.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Power Outage</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Power Outage During Mammogram&lt;br /&gt;I actually kept my mammogram appointment. I was met with, "Hi! I'm Belinda!"&lt;br /&gt;This perky clipboard carrier smiled from ear to ear tilted her head to one&lt;br /&gt;side and crooned, "All I need you to do is step into this room right hereee,&lt;br /&gt;strip to the waist, thennnn slip on this gown. Everything clearrrr?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;I'm thinking, "Belinda, try decaf. This ain't rocket science."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Belinda skipped away to prepare the chamber of horrors.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Call me crazy, but I suspect a man invented this machine. It takes a&lt;br /&gt;perfectly healthy cup size of 36-B to a size 38-LONG in less than 60&lt;br /&gt;seconds. Also, girls aren't made of sugar and spice and everything&lt;br /&gt;nice....it's Spandex. We can be stretched, pulled and twisted over a cold&lt;br /&gt;4-inch piece of square glass and still pop back into shape.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;With the right side finished, Belinda flipped me (literally) to the left and&lt;br /&gt;said, "Hmmmm. Can you stand on your tippy toes and lean in a tad so we can&lt;br /&gt;get everything?" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Fine, I answered. I was freezing, bruised, and out of air, so why not use&lt;br /&gt;the remaining circulation in my legs and neck and finish me off?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;My body was in a holding pattern that defied gravity (with my other boob&lt;br /&gt;wedged between those two 4" pieces of square glass) when we heard, then felt&lt;br /&gt;a zap! Complete darkness and the power went off! "What?" I yelled.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;"Oh, maintenance is working. Bet they hit a snag." Belinda headed for the&lt;br /&gt;door. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;"Excuse me! You're not leaving me in this vise alone, are you?" I shouted.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Belinda kept going and said, "Oh, you fussy puppy ... the door's wide open&lt;br /&gt;so you'll have the emergency hall lights. I'll be righttttt backkkk."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Before I could shout "NOOOO!" she disappeared. And that's exactly how Bubba&lt;br /&gt;and Earl, maintenance men extraordinaire, found me, half-naked and part of&lt;br /&gt;me dangling from the Jaws of Life and the other part smashed between glass!&lt;br /&gt;After exchanging polite "Hi, how's it going" type greetings, Bubba (or&lt;br /&gt;possibly Earl) asked, to my utter disbelief, if I knew the power was off.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Trying to disguise my hysteria, I replied with as much calmness as possible.&lt;br /&gt;"Uh, yes, yes I did thanks."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;"You bet, take care" Bubba replied and waved good-bye as though I'd been&lt;br /&gt;standing in the line at the grocery store.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Two hours later, Belinda breezes in wearing a sheepish grin and making no&lt;br /&gt;attempt to suppress her amusement, she said. "Oh I am soooo sorry! The power&lt;br /&gt;came back on and I totally forgot about you! And silly me, I went to lunch.&lt;br /&gt;Are we upset?" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;And that, Your Honor, is exactly how her head ended up between the&lt;br /&gt;clamps........ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10356974-112213689911871835?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/112213689911871835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=112213689911871835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/112213689911871835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/112213689911871835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/07/power-outage.html' title='Power Outage'/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-112182269973509293</id><published>2005-07-19T18:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T18:24:59.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on OC</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Old Crusty seems to be doing pretty well.  He fired the sitter because "I&lt;br /&gt;dont need her."  Ok fine you dont right now but what about when you get&lt;br /&gt;sicker from your treatments??  And he is getting out now some on his own.&lt;br /&gt;Duh!  I cant take him every day.  Yeah, well he doesnt need me so much now.&lt;br /&gt;I'll get over it.&lt;br /&gt;So tomorrow I'm going with him for his chemo.  Sure wish I remembered to go&lt;br /&gt;by the knitting store to get those knitting needles so I'd have something to&lt;br /&gt;do.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;And now for the lighter side:&lt;br /&gt;Top Ten Jokes for Today&lt;br /&gt;10. How do crazy people go through the forest?&lt;br /&gt;They take the psycho path.&lt;br /&gt;9. What did the fish say when he hit a concrete wall?&lt;br /&gt;"Dam". &lt;br /&gt;8. What do Eskimos get from sitting on the ice too long?&lt;br /&gt;Polaroids. &lt;br /&gt;7. What do you call a boomerang that doesn't work?&lt;br /&gt;A stick. &lt;br /&gt;6. What do you call Santa's helpers?&lt;br /&gt;Subordinate Clauses.&lt;br /&gt;5. What do you get from a pampered cow?&lt;br /&gt;Spoiled milk. &lt;br /&gt;4. What do you get when you cross a snowman with a vampire?&lt;br /&gt;Frostbite. &lt;br /&gt;3. What lies at the bottom of the ocean and twitches?&lt;br /&gt;A nervous wreck. &lt;br /&gt;2. What's the difference between an oral thermometer and a rectal&lt;br /&gt;thermometer?&lt;br /&gt;The taste. &lt;br /&gt;1. Where do you find a no legged dog?&lt;br /&gt;Right where you left him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10356974-112182269973509293?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/112182269973509293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=112182269973509293' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/112182269973509293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/112182269973509293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/07/update-on-oc.html' title='Update on OC'/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-112172839930142433</id><published>2005-07-18T16:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T16:13:19.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Camp Song </title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;(sung to the tune of frere jacque):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Revelation, Revelation&lt;br /&gt;28:1, 28:1&lt;br /&gt;Liars go to hell, Liars go to hell,&lt;br /&gt;Burn burn burn, burn burn burn&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10356974-112172839930142433?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/112172839930142433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=112172839930142433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/112172839930142433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/112172839930142433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/07/new-camp-song_18.html' title='New Camp Song '/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-112172767682359146</id><published>2005-07-18T16:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T16:01:16.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Camp Song </title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;(sung to the tune of frere jacque):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Revelation, Revelation&lt;br /&gt;28:1, 28:1&lt;br /&gt;Liars go to hell, Liars go to hell,&lt;br /&gt;Burn burn burn, burn burn burn&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10356974-112172767682359146?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/112172767682359146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=112172767682359146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/112172767682359146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/112172767682359146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/07/new-camp-song.html' title='New Camp Song '/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-112146555170301180</id><published>2005-07-15T15:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T15:12:31.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, and by the way....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;A fork works really well to scratch a sunburn on your back when your&lt;br /&gt;husband/significant other/child isnt around!  Or try Barbie feet!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10356974-112146555170301180?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/112146555170301180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=112146555170301180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/112146555170301180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/112146555170301180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/07/oh-and-by-way.html' title='Oh, and by the way....'/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-112146545547649447</id><published>2005-07-15T15:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T15:10:55.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School Supplies R Us</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;I went to the local Target today and spent a whopping 68.00 on school&lt;br /&gt;supplies....and that wasnt everything!!  I still have to get the stuff that&lt;br /&gt;you can only get in the bookstore and plus the wipies and kleenex.&lt;br /&gt;Whose idea was it to have kids anyway??  Geez!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10356974-112146545547649447?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/112146545547649447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=112146545547649447' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/112146545547649447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/112146545547649447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/07/school-supplies-r-us.html' title='School Supplies R Us'/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-112139469988604377</id><published>2005-07-14T19:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T19:31:39.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh and one more thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The HR dept at my hospital called me today (in my head:  "uh, am I&lt;br /&gt;fired???") to tell me I won tickets to see VeggieTales!!  Woo Hoo!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;If you need me, I'll be over in the doorway trying to scratch my sunburn on&lt;br /&gt;the door jamb.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10356974-112139469988604377?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/112139469988604377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=112139469988604377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/112139469988604377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/112139469988604377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/07/oh-and-one-more-thing.html' title='Oh and one more thing'/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-112139391615767792</id><published>2005-07-14T19:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T19:18:36.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Honey!! I'm Home!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;We're home from our much needed beach trip.  In summary, we had a great&lt;br /&gt;time.  We were in Folly Beach, SC for a few days with some friends and then&lt;br /&gt;stopped in Atlanta on the way home and went to Underground Atlanta and World&lt;br /&gt;of Coca Cola.  We all got our token sunburn, even DQ my brown child (I dont&lt;br /&gt;tan, I burn and freckle).&lt;br /&gt;My SS class took dinner over to OC every night while I was gone, and BD&lt;br /&gt;looked in on him.  He started his radiation treatments on Monday and even&lt;br /&gt;had his first chemo yesterday.  Still says he doesnt feel any different.&lt;br /&gt;Now its time to climb Mount Laundry!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10356974-112139391615767792?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/112139391615767792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=112139391615767792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/112139391615767792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/112139391615767792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/07/honey-im-home.html' title='Honey!! I&apos;m Home!!'/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-112073282047826236</id><published>2005-07-07T03:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T03:40:20.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beach bound after all</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Looks like me and the kids will be leaving for SC on Sat.  I think OC will&lt;br /&gt;be good to go for at least another week or two with his treatments.  I'll be&lt;br /&gt;having people looking after him while I'm gone (thanks y'all).&lt;br /&gt;I'm probably gonna need it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;We miss Daddy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10356974-112073282047826236?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/112073282047826236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=112073282047826236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/112073282047826236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/112073282047826236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/07/beach-bound-after-all.html' title='Beach bound after all'/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-112048699926730495</id><published>2005-07-04T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T07:23:19.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to Us</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Happy Birthday America!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;My husband is in Canada, so he wont be celebrating this one.  He is helping&lt;br /&gt;with youth and kids whose parents are attending the Canadian Baptist&lt;br /&gt;Convention.  Please come home soon, honey!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;My dad seems to be doing well these days.  His treatments start on the 11th.&lt;br /&gt;His antidepressant seems to be working, we shoulda done that 5 years ago!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;I let the kids stay outside with the neighbors who were (illegally)shooting&lt;br /&gt;fireworks in the cove until 1030 pm.  What got into me??  They are still&lt;br /&gt;snoozing at 926am.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Going swimming this afternoon.  Gonna be a hot one!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10356974-112048699926730495?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/112048699926730495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=112048699926730495' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/112048699926730495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/112048699926730495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/07/happy-birthday-to-us.html' title='Happy Birthday to Us'/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-112031456775781784</id><published>2005-07-02T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T07:29:27.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its TOO MUCH!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;You have GOT to listen to THIS:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;http://www.squizzle.com/soundview.asp?id=383&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Its TOO MUCH!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10356974-112031456775781784?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/112031456775781784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=112031456775781784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/112031456775781784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/112031456775781784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/07/its-too-much.html' title='Its TOO MUCH!!'/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-111983738234972094</id><published>2005-06-26T18:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T18:56:22.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And one more thing....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;I'm down to 256!&lt;br /&gt;Woo Hoo for me!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10356974-111983738234972094?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/111983738234972094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=111983738234972094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/111983738234972094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/111983738234972094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/06/and-one-more-thing.html' title='And one more thing....'/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-111983724401290553</id><published>2005-06-26T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T18:54:04.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on Jack</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The latest on Jack is...he's home from the hospital and doing a little&lt;br /&gt;better.  He's on oxygen now, probably for good.  We're going tomorrow to&lt;br /&gt;meet the Radiation Oncologist.  He also gets a Portacath (under the skin&lt;br /&gt;thingy so he doesnt have to get stuck in his veins for meds and blood&lt;br /&gt;draws). But his spirits are a little better (thanks to Lexapro) and I'm&lt;br /&gt;trying to fatten him up.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm so thankful that my SS class has been taking dinners over to HIM.&lt;br /&gt;Thats a small thing but one less I have to think about.  I'm also thankful&lt;br /&gt;that he has good insurance.  I cant imagine having to go thru this with also&lt;br /&gt;having a financial burden.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10356974-111983724401290553?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/111983724401290553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=111983724401290553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/111983724401290553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/111983724401290553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/06/update-on-jack.html' title='Update on Jack'/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-111922560841836964</id><published>2005-06-19T17:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T17:00:08.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OC home soon!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Looks like OC will be coming home tomorrow.  With oxygen and a home health nurse.  I'm really anxious &lt;br /&gt;for him to come home so he will be on the road to getting his strength back.  Being in a bed in a room all &lt;br /&gt;by yourself for 2 weeks can be so depressing.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully this time tomorrow we'll be having a "Welcome Home Jack/Dad" party!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10356974-111922560841836964?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/111922560841836964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=111922560841836964' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/111922560841836964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/111922560841836964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/06/oc-home-soon.html' title='OC home soon!'/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-111870736306716457</id><published>2005-06-13T17:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T17:02:43.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on OC</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Dad is still in the hospital.  They are still doing stuff to him to see what&lt;br /&gt;they are going to do about the cancer.  He seems to have good spirits,&lt;br /&gt;though.  He wont let me do much for him but I go up there anyway.  I'm all&lt;br /&gt;he's got!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;On the bright side, Dad accepted Christ Friday night after BD spent some&lt;br /&gt;time with him sharing!  That's awesome!!  Such an answer to prayer!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10356974-111870736306716457?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/111870736306716457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=111870736306716457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/111870736306716457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/111870736306716457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/06/update-on-oc.html' title='Update on OC'/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-111845680067058730</id><published>2005-06-10T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T19:26:40.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurricane Watch</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Not that I live in the gulf coast area or anything, but I find myself glued&lt;br /&gt;to the news whenever there is a hurricane.  So if you need me, I'll be&lt;br /&gt;watching the Weather Channel.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10356974-111845680067058730?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/111845680067058730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=111845680067058730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/111845680067058730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/111845680067058730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/06/hurricane-watch.html' title='Hurricane Watch'/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-111844428522815648</id><published>2005-06-10T15:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T15:58:05.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More bad news</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Long story short, Dad (old crusty) has been in the hospital since Monday&lt;br /&gt;nite.  He has heart failure, pneumonia, and now we learned today he has lung&lt;br /&gt;cancer.  There.  I said it.&lt;br /&gt;He took it better than I did.  So far we dont have alot of info, only that&lt;br /&gt;its only in 1lung and if it hasnt spread, they are going to take it out if&lt;br /&gt;his lung function is good enough.&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm going to go throw up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10356974-111844428522815648?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/111844428522815648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=111844428522815648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/111844428522815648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/111844428522815648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/06/more-bad-news.html' title='More bad news'/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-111816291499230723</id><published>2005-06-07T09:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T09:48:35.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Well there's bad news....and there's good news......</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Ok first the bad....my Dad (old crusty) is in the hospital with heart&lt;br /&gt;failure and something with the lungs which we dont know yet.  His heart&lt;br /&gt;labwork was waaaay off, so that will probably buy him some big tests and&lt;br /&gt;stuff.  He's mildly SOB (thats nurse-speak for short of breath, not what you&lt;br /&gt;were thinking) and on oxygen and has either pneumonia or a "mass" in his&lt;br /&gt;lung.  That was when I started feeling all hot inside, when they said mass.&lt;br /&gt;It hung in the air like humidity.  But I'm not stayin up there, you hear&lt;br /&gt;me??  He never stayed with mama.&lt;br /&gt;The GOOD news is that I went by WW today to weigh and I lost some more! I've&lt;br /&gt;actually broken 270 now down to 267!! Woo Hoo!!  I'm a 10 pounder!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10356974-111816291499230723?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/111816291499230723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=111816291499230723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/111816291499230723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/111816291499230723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/06/well-theres-bad-newsand-theres-good.html' title='Well there&apos;s bad news....and there&apos;s good news......'/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-111806438350065576</id><published>2005-06-06T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T06:26:23.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick!  Get her a job writing Hallmark cards!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;This weekend BD asked DQ "How much do you love me?"  (Its a game we&lt;br /&gt;play...you know from here to the moom and back, etc) And her reply was "If&lt;br /&gt;my love was numbers I couldnt count that high"&lt;br /&gt;*Sniff*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10356974-111806438350065576?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/111806438350065576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=111806438350065576' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/111806438350065576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/111806438350065576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/06/quick-get-her-job-writing-hallmark.html' title='Quick!  Get her a job writing Hallmark cards!!'/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-111792616048131674</id><published>2005-06-04T16:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T16:02:40.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You Might Be a Redneck Jedi....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;You Might Be a Redneck Jedi If...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Your Jedi robe is a camouflage color. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;You have ever used your light saber to open a bottle of Boone's Farm&lt;br /&gt;Strawberry Hill.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;You can't describe the taste of an Ewok without using the word chicken. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;You have a singing fish hanging from the rear view mirror of your X-Wing. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;You have ever used The Force in conjunction with fishing or bowling. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;You can levitate yourself using a force from within, but not THE force. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;You think the symbol for the Rebel Alliance should be the Confederate flag. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;You have neon lights under your landspeeder. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;You can find no grammatical errors in the way Yoda talks. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;You consider your light saber as the ultimate bug zapper. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;You think that Stormtroopers are just KKK members with really cool sheets. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Your Jedi mentor ever said "Hey, pull my finger..." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Your X-wing is up on blocks in your front yard. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;A Wookie has told you that you need to shave. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The worst part of spending time on Dagoba is the dadgum skeeters. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Sandpeople back down from your mama. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;You pick your teeth with the light saber. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;You wonder why Luke and Leia never got married. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Wookies are offended by your B.O. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;You have ever used The Force to get yourself another beer so you didn't have&lt;br /&gt;to wait for a commercial. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Your father has ever said to you, "Shoot, son come on over t' the dark&lt;br /&gt;side... it'll be a hoot." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Darth Vader has ever said, "Luke I am your father, and your uncle"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10356974-111792616048131674?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/111792616048131674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=111792616048131674' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/111792616048131674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/111792616048131674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/06/you-might-be-redneck-jedi.html' title='You Might Be a Redneck Jedi....'/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-111789695875571475</id><published>2005-06-04T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T07:55:58.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy's Home!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Big Daddy got home yesterday at 4pm.  We had gone and gotten a banner that&lt;br /&gt;said Welcome Home and the kids wanted balloons so I let them talk me into&lt;br /&gt;one of those kits where you get the helium tank and everything.  So we hung&lt;br /&gt;it all outside with the balloons.  It looked great!&lt;br /&gt;Daddy's all tired and hoarse but he's better today.  I dont know who had&lt;br /&gt;more fun, the kids or him.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna go breathe some more helium......We welcome you to munchkin land la la&lt;br /&gt;la la la la la la la la la la..............&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10356974-111789695875571475?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/111789695875571475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=111789695875571475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/111789695875571475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/111789695875571475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/06/daddys-home.html' title='Daddy&apos;s Home!!'/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-111782238439673261</id><published>2005-06-03T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T11:13:04.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Off on a Friday??</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Woo Hoo for me!  We only had 13 pts on the schedule today so I took a Lack&lt;br /&gt;Of Work (LOW) day!  (The best part is I'm off Monday so thats 4 days in a&lt;br /&gt;row!!) The kids had at first said they wanted to go to day camp anyway, but&lt;br /&gt;this morning they changed their minds.  So we went to Blue Plate for&lt;br /&gt;breakfast (yum) and got the truck washed and then we went to the party store&lt;br /&gt;and got balloons and a Welcome Home banner for Big Dadddy.  He's on the way&lt;br /&gt;home YIPEE!  It was fun the first day or so but then we started missing him&lt;br /&gt;really bad.  Its just not the same without him.&lt;br /&gt;On a funny note, on the way to breakfast we saw this chick riding her bike&lt;br /&gt;down the street.  She had on jeans and a crop top.  They must have been low&lt;br /&gt;riding jeans CAUSE YOU COULD SEE HER BUTT CRACK!  We all laughed.  Poor&lt;br /&gt;thing!  JUST SAY NO TO CRACK!&lt;br /&gt;ha ha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10356974-111782238439673261?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/111782238439673261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=111782238439673261' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/111782238439673261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/111782238439673261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/06/off-on-friday.html' title='Off on a Friday??'/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-111774213547141279</id><published>2005-06-02T12:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T12:55:35.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Got new sheets</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Its so sad that something as mundane as new sheets on the bed can thrill me.  I got some 400 count sheets and man are they slick.  I thought I would slide right out of the bed.  Nice!!&lt;br /&gt;The kids have been taking turns sleeping with mom since Big Daddy is gone for the week.  I just dont sleep good when he's not there. &lt;br /&gt;Big Daddy called last night and he was hoarse.  I said "What have you been doing, screaming?"  He said "yea they took the bullhorn away from me"  &lt;br /&gt;Oh my I'm sure I'll hear all about it when he returns tomorrow.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10356974-111774213547141279?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/111774213547141279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=111774213547141279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/111774213547141279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/111774213547141279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/06/got-new-sheets.html' title='Got new sheets'/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-111763363753539111</id><published>2005-06-01T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T06:47:17.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All Alone</title><content type='html'>The kids are off on a field trip with day camp and I'm all alone....its my day off!  Woo Hoo for me!!&lt;br /&gt;So I think I'll wash some clothes and have lunch with my dad and get some new sheets for the bed.  Thats one of those things you never do...like get new socks....until you just HAVE to.&lt;br /&gt;The elastic is coming off the fitted part so I guess its time.&lt;br /&gt;We went and saw Madagascar last night...it was cute as far as kids movies go.  Hey, it was free!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10356974-111763363753539111?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/111763363753539111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=111763363753539111' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/111763363753539111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/111763363753539111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/06/all-alone.html' title='All Alone'/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-111741783305638563</id><published>2005-05-29T18:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T18:50:33.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Read a really great book!</title><content type='html'>Ok, this is why I never read books...when I get a good one I cant put it down.  I read this one in 2 days.  And the only reason it took that long was that I had to work and sleep.  This book is The Next Big Thing by Johanna Edwards www.johannaedwards.com  .  Its set in Memphis (!) and is about a curvy chick who gets the guy!!  Woo Hoo!!  I was reading it while riding the bike at the Rec Center and laughed out loud!!  It was cool to have it set in Memphis, she mentions some sites in her book.  The main character Kat (rhymes with FAT) goes on a reality show called From Fat to Fabulous.&lt;br /&gt;Which brings me to my next subject....why do men lose weight faster than women??  I've lost 7.6 pounds on WW (go me!) and Big Daddy has lost 10 WITHOUT EVEN TRYING OR COUNTING POINTS it just aint fair.  Oh well I am happy really but it just aint fair.&lt;br /&gt;Another thing that just aint fair....he's going to the beach for 5 days and I'm stuck at home with the kids. No, really he is going to Middle School camp with church and I'm going to stay home and work and keep the kids....I wouldnt trade places with him.  Thats ok me and the kids are going to "party" (read: eat cereal for supper) while Big Daddy is away.  What, you think I'm actually gonna COOK?  NOT!&lt;br /&gt;Saw Monster in Law with my Sister in Law last night (and we NEVER do anything together).  It was funny and let me tell you Jane F. is looking old.  WAAAY too many closeups.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10356974-111741783305638563?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/111741783305638563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=111741783305638563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/111741783305638563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/111741783305638563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/05/read-really-great-book.html' title='Read a really great book!'/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-111629128676677268</id><published>2005-05-16T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T17:54:46.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally....</title><content type='html'>91. I've lost 5.6 pounds since I started Weight Watchers.&lt;br /&gt;92. I've been doing Yoga and riding the bike at the gym.&lt;br /&gt;93. I also got new undies!&lt;br /&gt;94.Sometimes you just have to splurge for new undies.&lt;br /&gt;95. Now my boobs are front and center.&lt;br /&gt;96. Instead of down and out.&lt;br /&gt;97. As Warrick Brown (CSI) says, "Theres nothing sadder than a woman with raggedy drawers"&lt;br /&gt;98. I feel better.&lt;br /&gt;99. I can walk up one flight of stairs without needing the Harvey Team.&lt;br /&gt;100. Done!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10356974-111629128676677268?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/111629128676677268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=111629128676677268' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/111629128676677268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/111629128676677268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/05/finally.html' title='Finally....'/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-111584113008107213</id><published>2005-05-11T12:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T12:52:10.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busted!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=400 align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#66CCFF align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Know You're Addicted to Ebay When...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=left bgcolor=#FFFFFF&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 10pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time you go to the grocery store, you offer the cashier one cent more for each item in the cart of the person in front of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To cut costs, FedEx and UPS are considering relocating their operations centers to your house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting on the floor of your empty apartment, you stare at your fingers and wonder whether they'll sell better individually or as a matched set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your spouse is loving and caring but you decided to file for divorce because you need the storage space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the reason they adopted the "No selling your children's vital organs" policy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ou find yourself searching eBay auctions for milk, eggs and bread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When your wife agrees to have sex with you, you become suspicious and ask how many other bidders there were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just ask your kids, eRay and eFaye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a particularly passionate night, you lean over and whisper in your spouse’s ear, "Excellent service, great communication! Would recommend again! AAAA++++"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You set your alarm clock for 3 am so you can log on to protect your bid.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;You've called someone a naughty name for outbidding you at the last second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've questioned your sanity because of the price you've bid... more than once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've changed all your clocks to "eBay official time (PDT)."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've bid on something even though the picture doesn't show up correctly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've purposely run up the bid on something similar for which you paid more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've rolled your eyes at the word "antique" or "vintage" used on something made in the past decade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've gritted your teeth each time you've clicked on a description that uses the word "L@@K."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've turned up the volume on your email alert so you'll never miss an Outbid Notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've made "My eBay" your default home page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've emailed a seller to correct their description with accurate dates or details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've come to rely on "convenience cash" from PayPal and wish you could pay all your bills like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've earned a "Shooting Star" Feedback Profile for more than 10,000 purchases!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You won't go to estate auctions because they don't take PayPal.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;You actually get these jokes and pass them on to other friends who are addicted to Ebay. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/addicted.html"&gt;Get Your Own Addicted Meme Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More cool things for your blog at &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com"&gt;Blogthings&lt;/a&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/10356974-111584113008107213?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/111584113008107213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=111584113008107213' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/111584113008107213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/111584113008107213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/05/busted.html' title='Busted!'/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-111581951605921657</id><published>2005-05-11T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T06:51:56.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life without keys</title><content type='html'>Short story....lost keys....get new ones.....lots of money.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10356974-111581951605921657?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/111581951605921657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=111581951605921657' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/111581951605921657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/111581951605921657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/05/life-without-keys.html' title='Life without keys'/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-111565556936747078</id><published>2005-05-09T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T09:19:57.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Absolutely Fabulous</title><content type='html'>I had an absolutely fab Mother's Day.  Big Daddy tilled up 2 new flowerbeds, which enpowered me to get new flowers!  He worked really hard, but it looks great.  Then I got a gc for a massage.  MMMM cant wait!  THEN I got some cute plants in cute pots that my kids made AND some pics of my kids from Glamour Shots that was a total surprise!&lt;br /&gt;But bummer today I'm home with GB who has strep.  BIG tonsils.  He's not really "sick" just contagious, which means I missed DQ's field day, dangit.  I should be doing laundry since I'm homebound but Nah, I think I'll surf!&lt;br /&gt;Going to check out some cars on autotrader.&lt;br /&gt;Later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10356974-111565556936747078?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/111565556936747078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=111565556936747078' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/111565556936747078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/111565556936747078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/05/absolutely-fabulous.html' title='Absolutely Fabulous'/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-111511518106716258</id><published>2005-05-03T03:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T03:13:01.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Now I'm a dent head</title><content type='html'>Now that the incision on my forehead is healing well, I have a dent there!&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure it will fill in as time goes by!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10356974-111511518106716258?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/111511518106716258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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forehead finally removed on Friday!&lt;br /&gt;No more knothead!!&lt;br /&gt;But I'm a little swollen and I look like Mike Tyson.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I dont think thats an improvement.&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10356974-111443544663900062?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/111443544663900062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=111443544663900062' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/111443544663900062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/111443544663900062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;table width=400 align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#C2F3FF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Larisa Marie Arthur's Aliases&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#88EAFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your movie star name: &lt;b&gt;Chips Sherman&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#C2F3FF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your fashion designer name is &lt;b&gt;Larisa Paris&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#88EAFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your socialite name is &lt;b&gt;Doll NYC&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#C2F3FF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your fly girl / guy name is &lt;b&gt;L Art&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#88EAFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your detective name is &lt;b&gt;Penguin Frayser&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#C2F3FF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your barfly name is &lt;b&gt;Mint Wine&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#88EAFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your soap opera name is &lt;b&gt;Marie Avalon&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#C2F3FF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your rock star name is &lt;b&gt;Snickers Plane&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#88EAFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your star wars name is &lt;b&gt;Lardix Artbil&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#C2F3FF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your punk rock band name is The &lt;b&gt;Mellow Magnet&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/meganames/"&gt;The Amazing Meganame Generator&lt;/a&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/10356974-111421307839908452?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/111421307839908452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=111421307839908452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/111421307839908452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/111421307839908452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/04/more-insane-things.html' title='More insane things'/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-111418074631877847</id><published>2005-04-22T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T07:39:06.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>marsha, Marsha, MARSHA!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=400 align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#66CCFF align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Christmas is Most Like: A Very Brady Christmas&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#FFFFFF&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/a-very-brady-christmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, it's all about sharing times with family.&lt;br /&gt;Even if you all get a bit cheesy at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/christmasmoviequiz.html"&gt;What Movie Is Your Christmas Most Like?&lt;/a&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/10356974-111418074631877847?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/111418074631877847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=111418074631877847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/111418074631877847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/111418074631877847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/04/marsha-marsha-marsha.html' title='marsha, Marsha, MARSHA!!!'/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-111383636361395512</id><published>2005-04-18T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T07:59:23.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where do I give my $$5.00???</title><content type='html'>For all you Final Four and Superbowl fans:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.drewmarlowe.com/pictures/brackets.jpg"&gt;http://www.drewmarlowe.com/pictures/brackets.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*snicker*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10356974-111383636361395512?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/111383636361395512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=111383636361395512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/111383636361395512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/111383636361395512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/04/where-do-i-give-my-500.html' title='Where do I give my $$5.00???'/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-111282294016777824</id><published>2005-04-06T14:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T14:29:00.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The End is Near!!</title><content type='html'>81.I never had any Fisher Price Little People when I was growing up.&lt;br /&gt;82.I also never had a Mrs Beasley doll.&lt;br /&gt;83.But I'm better now that I'm on medication.&lt;br /&gt;84.I can roll my tongue.  &lt;br /&gt;85. So can my children.&lt;br /&gt;86. But not Dad.&lt;br /&gt;87. I can also wiggle my nostrils.&lt;br /&gt;88. So can my children.&lt;br /&gt;89. I'll have to check on dad about that.&lt;br /&gt;90.We're almost there!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10356974-111282294016777824?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/111282294016777824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=111282294016777824' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/111282294016777824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/111282294016777824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/04/end-is-near.html' title='The End is Near!!'/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-111238744412550794</id><published>2005-04-01T12:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T12:30:44.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weight watchers.....again</title><content type='html'>It seems we are going to join WW at work. (Sigh).&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this will be "the time".&lt;br /&gt;Some at work are really doing good on it.&lt;br /&gt;I'll let ya know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10356974-111238744412550794?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/111238744412550794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=111238744412550794' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/111238744412550794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/111238744412550794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/04/weight-watchersagain.html' title='Weight watchers.....again'/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-111179315574746158</id><published>2005-03-25T15:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T15:25:55.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Such a bad mommy!!</title><content type='html'>Did the unthinkable today....bought an Easter dress from a store for DQ to wear.&lt;br /&gt;(Sniff)&lt;br /&gt;DQ said, "Its ok mommy"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10356974-111179315574746158?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/111179315574746158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=111179315574746158' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/111179315574746158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/111179315574746158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/03/such-bad-mommy.html' title='Such a bad mommy!!'/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-111179297658408411</id><published>2005-03-25T15:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T15:22:56.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seen wearing flybacks and bellbottoms.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=400 align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#66CCFF align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Belong in 1978&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#FFFFFF&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;font color="#0000CC" size="+6"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  1978  &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you scored...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1950 - 1959: You're fun loving, romantic, and more than a little innocent. See you at the drive in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1960 - 1969: You are a free spirit with a huge heart. Love, peace, and happiness rule - oh, and drugs too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1970 - 1979: Bold and brash, you take life by the horns. Whether you're partying or protesting, you give it your all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1980 - 1989: Wild, over the top, and just a little bit cheesy. You're colorful at night - and successful during the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1990 - 1999: With you anything goes! You're grunge one day, ghetto fabulous the next. It's all good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/yearbelongquiz/"&gt;What Year Do You Belong In?&lt;/a&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/10356974-111179297658408411?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/111179297658408411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=111179297658408411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/111179297658408411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/111179297658408411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/03/seen-wearing-flybacks-and-bellbottoms.html' title='Seen wearing flybacks and bellbottoms.....'/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-111161518953182206</id><published>2005-03-23T13:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T13:59:49.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exactly what else can I find on quizilla??</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/G/gona87/1038505783_cturesabby.jpg" border="0" alt="Abby!"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Abigail Lockhart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/gona87/quizzes/Which%20ER%20Character%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which ER Character are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10356974-111161518953182206?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/111161518953182206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=111161518953182206' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/111161518953182206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/111161518953182206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/03/exactly-what-else-can-i-find-on.html' title='Exactly what else can I find on quizilla??'/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-111161491920272935</id><published>2005-03-23T13:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T13:55:19.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying to finish up...</title><content type='html'>71. Still no Easter sewing has occurred at my house.&lt;br /&gt;72. I took Dixie to get her stitches out today.&lt;br /&gt;73.Now stinky dog can have a bath.&lt;br /&gt;74.100 things is A LOT of things.&lt;br /&gt;75.I have a new favorite ice cream flavor...creme brulee at Baskin Robbins.&lt;br /&gt;76. My previous fave was German Chocolate Cake ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;77.They only have that one about 1 month out of the year.&lt;br /&gt;78. Thats 11 months with no German Choc Cake.&lt;br /&gt;79. Are we done yet?&lt;br /&gt;80.How many days until Easter??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10356974-111161491920272935?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/111161491920272935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=111161491920272935' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/111161491920272935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/111161491920272935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/03/trying-to-finish-up.html' title='Trying to finish up...'/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-111143810980000190</id><published>2005-03-21T12:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T12:48:29.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And now back to the program....</title><content type='html'>56. I am  going to learn to play the guitar.&lt;br /&gt;57. I used to play the violin.&lt;br /&gt;58. I've never played poker.&lt;br /&gt;59.I've played handbells for 10 years.&lt;br /&gt;60.My son plays the piano.&lt;br /&gt;61.He's pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;62.I knit, therefore I am.&lt;br /&gt;63.My husband is a great salesman.&lt;br /&gt;64.He could sell ice to an eskimo.&lt;br /&gt;65.He's a terrible speller.&lt;br /&gt;66.Sometimes he paints my toenails.&lt;br /&gt;67. I'm so spoiled!!&lt;br /&gt;68. Did I tell you I'm spoiled??&lt;br /&gt;69.Its a good thing because not many people would put up with me.&lt;br /&gt;70.Are we done yet?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10356974-111143810980000190?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/111143810980000190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=111143810980000190' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/111143810980000190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/111143810980000190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/03/and-now-back-to-program.html' title='And now back to the program....'/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-111136851041993526</id><published>2005-03-20T17:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T17:28:30.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not THOSE kind of nits...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/S/singmearainbow/1057206347_tNITPICKER.jpg" border="0" alt="I'm a NITPICKER!"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are a NITPICKER!  You just can't suspend your&lt;br&gt;disbelief enough to ignore the fact that the&lt;br&gt;dead guy just breathed, and you can't help&lt;br&gt;pointing out that you really can't process DNA&lt;br&gt;in half an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/singmearainbow/quizzes/What%20kind%20of%20CSI%20fan%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What kind of CSI fan are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10356974-111136851041993526?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/111136851041993526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=111136851041993526' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/111136851041993526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/111136851041993526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/03/not-those-kind-of-nits.html' title='Not THOSE kind of nits...'/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-111125921163965247</id><published>2005-03-19T11:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T11:06:51.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yea, baby!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/S/sweety167/1079065269_icturesGIL.jpg" border="0" alt="Grissom"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Grissom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/sweety167/quizzes/Who's%20Your%20CSI%20Dream%20Guy%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Who's Your CSI Dream Guy?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10356974-111125921163965247?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/111125921163965247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=111125921163965247' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/111125921163965247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/111125921163965247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/03/yea-baby.html' title='Yea, baby!'/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-111116333974959688</id><published>2005-03-18T08:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T08:28:59.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Homecoming for Dixie</title><content type='html'>Dixie got to come home yesterday.  Yipee!  A sick dog!  She is a lot better, though.  She's on 3 medicines and some icky canned food which she wont eat.  But she is A LOT better.  I guess I'm going to be on call for the rest of my life.  New van, go to the bottom of the list.&lt;br /&gt;Today is the last day of spring break.  We are going to Putt Putt (DQ won free wristbands) and then when we get home, the cleaning lady fairy will have come!  Hey, everyone gets a treat!&lt;br /&gt;And I have done exactly NO Easter sewing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10356974-111116333974959688?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/111116333974959688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=111116333974959688' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/111116333974959688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/111116333974959688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/03/homecoming-for-dixie.html' title='Homecoming for Dixie'/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-111091475100459759</id><published>2005-03-15T11:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T11:25:51.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on Dixie aka Garbage Gut</title><content type='html'>Well Dixie ended up having surgery yesterday about 430....They found not one but two obstructions.  One in her stomach and one in her large intestine.  Unidentified but looked like bone mixed with squirrel hair.  She was so sick after the surgery they wanted to transport her to the Emergency overnight clinic but I told them I had already paid them enough and couldnt I just bring her home...hello I'm a nurse.  But instead one of the vet techs took her home and kept her.  I just hugged her neck.  That was so sweet! (I bet her family really LOVED that!)  She's doing better today but still too sick to come home.  So keep on praying for Dixie....and my checkbook!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10356974-111091475100459759?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/111091475100459759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=111091475100459759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/111091475100459759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/111091475100459759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/03/update-on-dixie-aka-garbage-gut.html' title='Update on Dixie aka Garbage Gut'/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-111081402909258993</id><published>2005-03-14T07:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-14T07:27:09.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poor Dixie</title><content type='html'>We had to take our dog, Dixie, to the vet yesterday....the EMERGENCY vet....she was vomiting.  She has a history of garbage gut three times...an unidentified object that warranted a surgery, a sewing needle/rubber band combo that bought her some sedation, and a corn cob.  So they kept her overnight and pumped her full of fluids and medicine.  We picked her up this am and she is still SOO sick.  We took her labs and xrays over to our vet and they are keeping her and doing some more tests.  She looked so pitiful.  They think it could either be garbage gut (although nothing showed up on xray)or pancreatitis.  So say a prayer for Dixie today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10356974-111081402909258993?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/111081402909258993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=111081402909258993' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/111081402909258993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/111081402909258993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/03/poor-dixie.html' title='Poor Dixie'/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-111046298423454360</id><published>2005-03-10T05:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T05:56:24.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get out of the way</title><content type='html'>If you dont know how to use the self-checkout at (fill in the blank here with your favorite local grocery store)....then DONT....just get out of the way and let me check out my groceries and go home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10356974-111046298423454360?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/111046298423454360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=111046298423454360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/111046298423454360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/111046298423454360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/03/get-out-of-way_10.html' title='Get out of the way'/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-111046296600144305</id><published>2005-03-10T05:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T05:56:06.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get out of the way</title><content type='html'>If you dont know how to use the self-checkout at (fill in the blank here with your favorite local grocery store)....then DONT....just get out of the way and let me check out my groceries and go home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10356974-111046296600144305?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/111046296600144305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=111046296600144305' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/111046296600144305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/111046296600144305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=110969200112791130' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/110969200112791130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/110969200112791130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/03/tip-of-day.html' title='Tip of the day...'/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-110927622412688079</id><published>2005-02-24T12:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T12:17:04.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An update....</title><content type='html'>Well, I'm feeling much better since my (urp) GI incident at my friend's house.  But EVERYONE at work is having laughs at my expense.  Hmph.&lt;br /&gt;My gyn woes have ceased, at least for the present time.  We'll see what happens when I get to the end of the medicine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the annual review of GB's APEX (gifted class) progress.  The teacher and his homeroom teacher just went ON and ON about how bright and smart he is and he's so willing to help out others in the class and blah blah blah.  I thought, "Am I in the right meeting?  Is this the same kid who cries when I tell him to take out the trash?"  Well at least he is good in public.  No, really, I know he's a great kid.  Just a normal great kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Switched my work schedule today so I could fix Drama Queen's hair for school pics.  She picked a headband, and still went to school in tears.  Go figure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10356974-110927622412688079?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/110927622412688079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=110927622412688079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/110927622412688079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/110927622412688079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/02/update.html' title='An update....'/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-110891222492258979</id><published>2005-02-20T07:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T07:11:46.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We interrupt this program....</title><content type='html'>To make a long story short, I went to the gyn Friday, and it was not the most fun thing I've ever done.  I've been having terrible cycles and she did and exam and biopsy.  Then she told me to take three (3!) birth control pills a day for a week.  So yesterday morning I took 2...and got sick!  The worst part was I was at my friend's Home Interior party when I got sick!  Luckily my friends from work were there, and they're used to that kind of stuff, but I was SOOO embarrased!  So I took a 25 of Phenergan and slept from 3pm yesterday until 7am this morning.  I feel better but still drugged from the phenergan.&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to finish my 100 Things at a later date!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10356974-110891222492258979?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/110891222492258979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=110891222492258979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/110891222492258979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/110891222492258979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/02/we-interrupt-this-program.html' title='We interrupt this program....'/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-110864737042901529</id><published>2005-02-17T05:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T05:36:10.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>100 Things</title><content type='html'>51. I only have one kidney&lt;br /&gt;52. So I'm not a candidate to be anyone's living donor&lt;br /&gt;53. I earned and expert marksman badge in high school ROTC&lt;br /&gt;54. I was the only girl who did it that year.&lt;br /&gt;55. I'm at work right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10356974-110864737042901529?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/110864737042901529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=110864737042901529' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/110864737042901529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/110864737042901529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/02/100-things.html' title='100 Things'/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-110857678345191537</id><published>2005-02-16T09:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T09:59:43.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>100 Things continued</title><content type='html'>28. I DO  have a life!!&lt;br /&gt;29. I also have a very stupid stinky dog&lt;br /&gt;30. She's old&lt;br /&gt;31. But I love her.&lt;br /&gt;32. And one very obese cat with asthma&lt;br /&gt;33. 100 is alot of things.  I hope I make it.&lt;br /&gt;34. Are we done yet?&lt;br /&gt;35. When I was growing up I wanted to be a vet.&lt;br /&gt;36. Or a lawyer.&lt;br /&gt;37. I'm neither.&lt;br /&gt;38. I'm a nurse.&lt;br /&gt;39. My mother thought that was very ironic because she thought I'm not compassionate and I dont like to get my hands dirty.&lt;br /&gt;40. I'd say #1:she's right...mercy's NOT my gift.&lt;br /&gt;41. And #2: that's what gloves are for.&lt;br /&gt;42. I didnt really want to go to nursing school.&lt;br /&gt;43. I hated it.&lt;br /&gt;44. They treat you like dogs.&lt;br /&gt;45. The real world is nothing like school.&lt;br /&gt;46. And I do think I'm more compassionate since I had kids.&lt;br /&gt;47. Which is good because I'm a pediatric nurse.&lt;br /&gt;48. If I sit here long enough, I'll make it to 50!!&lt;br /&gt;49. Things, not years.&lt;br /&gt;50. I'm going to take a nap.&lt;br /&gt;To be continued....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10356974-110857678345191537?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/110857678345191537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=110857678345191537' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/110857678345191537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/110857678345191537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/02/100-things-continued.html' title='100 Things continued'/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-110841526322073968</id><published>2005-02-14T12:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T13:07:43.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>100 Things About Me</title><content type='html'>1. My favorite color is lime green.&lt;br /&gt;2. Lime green is a hot color this year.&lt;br /&gt;3. My hair is red.&lt;br /&gt;4. Its not my natural color&lt;br /&gt;5. But it goes with my personality, some say.&lt;br /&gt;6. My favorite flower is a yellow rose.&lt;br /&gt;7. Yellow roses are a symbol of friendship.&lt;br /&gt;8. My friend from high school and I used to give each other yellow roses.&lt;br /&gt;9. I havent talked to her in a while.   I miss her.&lt;br /&gt;10. I bleed Diet coke.&lt;br /&gt;11. Go Tigers Go!&lt;br /&gt;12. Where are my keys?&lt;br /&gt;13. I'm scatterbrained.&lt;br /&gt;14. I'm a control freak.&lt;br /&gt;15. There is medication for that.&lt;br /&gt;16. I'm on it.&lt;br /&gt;17. It works...when I remember to take it.&lt;br /&gt;18. Are we done yet?&lt;br /&gt;19. I dont want to drive to anywhere I can fly.&lt;br /&gt;20. If its farther than Nashville, I dont want to drive.&lt;br /&gt;21. What if I cant think of 100 things?&lt;br /&gt;22. Ok now I'm worried I cant think of 100 things.&lt;br /&gt;23. Did I take my medicine today?&lt;br /&gt;24. Can you hear me now?&lt;br /&gt;25. Where's the beef?&lt;br /&gt;26. I love the internet.&lt;br /&gt;27. Blogs seem a little voyeristic to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10356974-110841526322073968?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/110841526322073968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=110841526322073968' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/110841526322073968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/110841526322073968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/02/100-things-about-me.html' title='100 Things About Me'/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-110797941488238651</id><published>2005-02-09T11:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-09T12:03:34.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Most Amazing Thing.....(sappy alert)</title><content type='html'>The most amazing thing happened to me 10 years ago today!  I became a mom.  It seemed like it was just a minute ago that he was born.  Unplanned but not unwanted.  Or unloved.  I remember still how excited and happy we were, that my husband cried, and how tired I was but still wanted to jump up and down.  Healthy and perfect, now smart and cute and funny and sensitive.  I still remember who was the first visitor (our pastor), the first time he smiled, the first tooth, the first step, and all the other firsts.  And I thought my life was going to be ruined.  So not true.  It has been greatly enriched.  What on earth did I do before I had kids??  And oh how I thought I could never love another, then came the girl.  But thats another post.  Thank you, God, for my son.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10356974-110797941488238651?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/110797941488238651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=110797941488238651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/110797941488238651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/110797941488238651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/02/most-amazing-thingsappy-alert.html' title='The Most Amazing Thing.....(sappy alert)'/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-110764975866283839</id><published>2005-02-05T16:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-05T16:29:18.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You might be....</title><content type='html'>You might a redneck if you let your momma perm your mullet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10356974-110764975866283839?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/110764975866283839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=110764975866283839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/110764975866283839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/110764975866283839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/02/you-might-be.html' title='You might be....'/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-110754583502891495</id><published>2005-02-04T11:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T11:37:15.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's that thing on your head?</title><content type='html'>Yesterday when I went to pick DQ up from play practice, I ran into a lady from church.  So we chatted for a moment.  The whole entire time we were talking, all she did was stare at my forehead.  Yes, I know I have a bump on my head.  Ok, its a knot (I'm a knothead).  Actually its a lipoma, a big blob of fat (wonder where THAT came from!) right smack in the middle.  But she didnt have to STARE at it!!  So now I have an appt to see about getting it taken off.  It must be getting bigger because more and more people are asking "what happened to your head?"  I  told my kids it was my unicorn horn stump.  But did she have to STARE??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10356974-110754583502891495?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/110754583502891495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=110754583502891495' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/110754583502891495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/110754583502891495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/02/whats-that-thing-on-your-head.html' title='What&apos;s that thing on your head?'/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-110727631102595028</id><published>2005-02-01T10:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T08:45:11.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All the Drama....</title><content type='html'>Well the kids tried out for a play yesterday and Golden Boy didnt get in.  Drama Queen did.  So you can fill in the blank as to what happened after that.  Its the first time GB got a rejection.  Bound to happen sooner or later.  He was so upset he said "Well I'm not even gonna GO to the stupid play".  But it will be good for DQ to be in the spotlight for a while.  I know she feels she lives in the shadow of GB.&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned for the next episode of....As the world churns.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10356974-110727631102595028?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/110727631102595028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=110727631102595028' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/110727631102595028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/110727631102595028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/02/all-drama.html' title='All the Drama....'/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-110696708894682787</id><published>2005-01-29T06:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T18:51:28.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hormones</title><content type='html'>THE HORMONE WARNING:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Hormone Hostage knows that there are days in the month when all a man has to do is open his mouth and he takes his life in his own hands! This is a handy guide that should be as common as a driver's license in the wallet of every husband, boyfriend, or significant other!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DANGEROUS: What's for dinner?&lt;br /&gt;SAFER: Can I help you with dinner?&lt;br /&gt;SAFEST: Where would you like to go for dinner?&lt;br /&gt;ULTRA SAFE: Have some chocolate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DANGEROUS: Are you wearing that?&lt;br /&gt;SAFER: Wow, you look good in brown.&lt;br /&gt;SAFEST: WOW! Look at you!&lt;br /&gt;ULTRA SAFE: Have some chocolate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DANGEROUS: What are you so worked up about?&lt;br /&gt;SAFER: Could we be overreacting?&lt;br /&gt;SAFEST: Here's my paycheck.&lt;br /&gt;ULTRA SAFE: Have some chocolate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DANGEROUS: Should you be eating that?&lt;br /&gt;SAFER: You know, there are a lot of apples left.&lt;br /&gt;SAFEST: Can I get you a glass of wine with that?&lt;br /&gt;ULTRA SAFE: Have some chocolate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DANGEROUS: What did you do all day?&lt;br /&gt;SAFER: I hope you didn't over-do it today.&lt;br /&gt;SAFEST: I've always loved you in that robe!&lt;br /&gt;ULTRA SAFE: Have some more chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 Things PMS Stands For&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Pass My Shotgun&lt;br /&gt;2. Psychotic Mood Shift&lt;br /&gt;3. Perpetual Munching Spree&lt;br /&gt;4. Puffy Mid-Section&lt;br /&gt;5. People Make me Sick&lt;br /&gt;6. Provide Me with Sweets&lt;br /&gt;7. Pardon My Sobbing&lt;br /&gt;8. Pimples May Surface&lt;br /&gt;9. Pass My Sweatpants&lt;br /&gt;10. Pissy Mood Syndrome&lt;br /&gt;11. Plainly; Men Suck&lt;br /&gt;12. Pack My Stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my favorite one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Potential Murder Suspect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pass this on to all of your hormonal friends and those who might need a good Laugh! Or men who need a warning. And remember: Money talks.... But Chocolate sings &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10356974-110696708894682787?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/110696708894682787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=110696708894682787' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/110696708894682787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/110696708894682787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/01/hormones.html' title='Hormones'/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-110691850953079858</id><published>2005-01-28T05:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T05:21:49.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For What its Worth</title><content type='html'>I was reading a book about a boy who collects pennies.  I thought to myself, who would want to collect pennies?  They are annoying.  They make my purse heavy and they are dirty.  But if you look closely at a penny, there is a message.  Right on the top of the Lincoln side.  It says "In God We Trust."  Now I'm not trying to get into a political discussion about whether our country was founded on christian principles, so chill out.  But it could be a reminder for us all to trust in God, in everything, even the littlest thing.  After all, the Bible says he knows the # of hairs on our heads.  He created each and every one of us individually.  And he wants more than anything for us to have a relationship with Him and totally trust in Him.  So the next time you see a penny, let it remind you to trust even in the little things.  The things that weigh you down, take up space in your life.  Be thankful you have a penny.  Some people dont have any.  If you have one, its because you have a job, or because someone gave it to you.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'm off the pulpit now.  Thoughts, comments, editorials?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10356974-110691850953079858?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/110691850953079858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=110691850953079858' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/110691850953079858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/110691850953079858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/01/for-what-its-worth.html' title='For What its Worth'/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-110679136797419878</id><published>2005-01-26T17:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T18:02:47.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things that tick me off</title><content type='html'>This really ticked me off...yesterday I was late for work.  I overslept.    The parking lots fill up quickly because its a hospital, most people are in by 8am.  So I'm driving around 3 different parking lots to look for a spot.  Finally I find one and I'm dashing (2blocks) to work.  I pass by a City of Memphis vehicle.....PARKED NEXT TO A FIRE HYDRANT.  Ugh.  It gets better.  IN A NO PARKING ZONE.  Here comes the guy who's driving it.  Guess what he's been doing?  WRITING TICKETS.  The day went downhill from there.  I just wanted to go home and start over!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10356974-110679136797419878?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/110679136797419878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=110679136797419878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/110679136797419878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/110679136797419878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/01/things-that-tick-me-off.html' title='Things that tick me off'/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10356974.post-110674695154335943</id><published>2005-01-26T05:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T05:42:31.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Woo Hoo</title><content type='html'>This is my first post, and my first attempt at something called blogging.&lt;br /&gt;My thing is, who is going to care about anything I have to say?  My family doesnt listen to me, I dont even listen to me!  So here's what I'll do.  I'll put on here anything that comes to my mind about my life or my day, provided its clean and short.  You post your comments and we'll see what happens.&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10356974-110674695154335943?l=osfm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/feeds/110674695154335943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10356974&amp;postID=110674695154335943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/110674695154335943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10356974/posts/default/110674695154335943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osfm.blogspot.com/2005/01/woo-hoo.html' title='Woo Hoo'/><author><name>Larisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
