<?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-85885560356864818</id><updated>2012-02-18T01:06:54.101-08:00</updated><category term='Welcome to no more 9 to 5'/><title type='text'>Cause for the Paws</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>AVB</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><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>154</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85885560356864818.post-3706372206552445947</id><published>2011-03-15T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T08:05:53.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Woah!</title><content type='html'>Hard to believe I've slacked so much on the blog.&amp;nbsp; I think my lack of children to blog about makes me feel out of the blog-loop perhaps.&amp;nbsp; So, considering I have no children to blog about- read at your own risk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-o7ztuk9DGRQ/TX9-07yJHDI/AAAAAAAAAi4/LhDH7r0fSn8/s1600/B_hazard.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="192" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-o7ztuk9DGRQ/TX9-07yJHDI/AAAAAAAAAi4/LhDH7r0fSn8/s200/B_hazard.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's new with us? I'll say tons!&amp;nbsp; As many of you know, John's been out of work for almost a year! So, after countless hours of searching for jobs, and always wondering what he &lt;i&gt;really &lt;/i&gt;wants to do with his life.&amp;nbsp; Amidst all of this "soul searching", once again, St. Louis gets voted #1 in the country for violent crime, and with that comes an email from my friend in Denver who owns a crime scene cleaning biz asking if we'd be interested in becoming a franchise of his business. After thinking on it for a while, we declined to franchise, but John and his best friend decided to embark on their own gig, and from that came &lt;a href="http://www.bioclean911.com/"&gt;Bio-Clean 911&lt;/a&gt;!&amp;nbsp; They've spent a lot of time researching, investing, and selling the business, and are finally up and running, ready for crime! They spent a week in Denver shadowing crime scene cleaners, and have seen about as bad as it can get. Their stomachs held strong, and they are excited to get started.&amp;nbsp; Follow them on facebook to keep up to date with their success!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I'm happy to announce, after 3 LONG years living in the equivalent of a fraternity house, and getting the question "um, didn't you study interior design?", we've finally grown up and bought our "big girl" furniture. Yes, its true. The real-deal. No pottery barn here. Antiques, and custom furniture. Little girl's happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dogs are all alive- Charlotte has not killed anyone/anything since her schooling in December. While she's leaning toward her homicidal ways at times, once we get her training collar back on her, and get some training sessions in, she's right as rain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise to keep up to date with the blog, and expect to hear more about &lt;a href="http://www.bioclean911.com/"&gt;Bio Clean 911&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; We're excited, scared, and nervous all at the same time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-3706372206552445947?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/3706372206552445947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=3706372206552445947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/3706372206552445947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/3706372206552445947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2011/03/woah.html' title='Woah!'/><author><name>AVB</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-o7ztuk9DGRQ/TX9-07yJHDI/AAAAAAAAAi4/LhDH7r0fSn8/s72-c/B_hazard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85885560356864818.post-7844489262007720884</id><published>2011-01-05T13:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T13:06:25.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year and all that</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TSTbxdrrj8I/AAAAAAAAAig/TrvX1muYNBc/s1600/Ben+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="232" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TSTbxdrrj8I/AAAAAAAAAig/TrvX1muYNBc/s320/Ben+1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;December was sort of a chaotic mess. The holidays came upon us so fast, and at one point, it was in the 60 degree range. It just didn't feel right. So around December 20th, I realized I had not bought a single Christmas present, and had no intentions of facing the crowds. So, I got online and hit it up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my little helper helping me "wrap" my gifts in envelopes! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TSTbxjdU1qI/AAAAAAAAAik/lpdHjVRa0D0/s1600/Charlotte.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="232" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TSTbxjdU1qI/AAAAAAAAAik/lpdHjVRa0D0/s320/Charlotte.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;As I mentioned before, we sent Charlotte to a 2 week intensive training school. We picked her up on Christmas eve, and she's amazing! She is a totally good girl, and doesn't try to rip the face off of anyone anymore! We're pleased. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TSTbyB_GLjI/AAAAAAAAAio/VP3Tge_O-tc/s1600/Don+Laugh.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="232" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TSTbyB_GLjI/AAAAAAAAAio/VP3Tge_O-tc/s320/Don+Laugh.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;For John's birthday (day after christmas...does this make him the anti-christ?) we met a few friends at a place near us.&amp;nbsp; I love this picture because john's actually laughing in it. Why? Because I'm trying to explain to him the guy with the ridiculous jeans is really gay. He doesn't buy it....fast forward 5 minutes. Guy in jeans makes out with friend.&amp;nbsp; I have a picture of john's reaction. Its going in the photo album! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TSTbyiYYO7I/AAAAAAAAAis/MV9k2tVJX5g/s1600/Don.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="232" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TSTbyiYYO7I/AAAAAAAAAis/MV9k2tVJX5g/s320/Don.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;And here is a typical picture of my husband- not smiling. Notice his handsome bulldog with wings shirt. That was my gift to him, which he loves and wears adoringly.&amp;nbsp; This was taken christmas eve. We started out at John's Aunt's house, but subsequently were kicked out and forced to move the family to john's mother's house. Why were we kicked out? Well, I blame the dog below- but he pleads innocence! See picture below. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TSTbzAimhNI/AAAAAAAAAiw/oHTqaE7mEU4/s1600/Oscar+Ball.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="232" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TSTbzAimhNI/AAAAAAAAAiw/oHTqaE7mEU4/s320/Oscar+Ball.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-7844489262007720884?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/7844489262007720884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=7844489262007720884' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/7844489262007720884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/7844489262007720884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-new-year-and-all-that.html' title='Happy New Year and all that'/><author><name>AVB</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TSTbxdrrj8I/AAAAAAAAAig/TrvX1muYNBc/s72-c/Ben+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85885560356864818.post-157859394602860847</id><published>2010-12-20T07:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T07:22:03.347-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Resolutions</title><content type='html'>This weekend John and I stopped by his mother's house to get the slideshow of our wedding pictures she ordered, and burn a few copies for friends and family.&amp;nbsp; John's mom wasn't home, so I asked John where she kept all her photo albums. Sidenote: How do I even know she has photo albums? The woman is so organized, and is a perfectionist to an almost anal degree. I guessed correctly. John told me to look in the cabinets under the bookshelves, and sure enough, i found about 20 leather bound albums, perfectly labeled in clear view by date.&amp;nbsp; I was green with envy. So I pulled out john's baby pictures, and was totally mesmorized. I feel like I got to see him grow up, and see his family in a new way. I saw his loving mother with him in every perfect picture, while his father was behind the lens. Funny, too i noticed, when his father was in the picture, the photo was always blurry! I bet this drove him nuts!&amp;nbsp; Anyway, I decided at that moment, to make photo taking and organization a new priority.&amp;nbsp; A problem I have with capturing candid shots is my camera is less than candid. Its a rather large SLR, so I decided to invest in a point and shoot and keep it close at all times. I've also resolved to have all of my photos printed on a monthly basis and keep a running photo album.&amp;nbsp; I think these memories are so important, and are becoming a forgotten hobby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TQ90KouYh3I/AAAAAAAAAiY/3uaJGf69vmk/s1600/Charlotte.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TQ90KouYh3I/AAAAAAAAAiY/3uaJGf69vmk/s320/Charlotte.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, in the news: My sister is coming home for Christmas. She'll be home Thursday, late, and we're very excited. Let's hope the weather cooperates.&amp;nbsp; Friday, we finally get to see Charlotte after 2 long weeks away at "boarding school".&amp;nbsp; We sent her to an intense training school to hopefully break her of her dog aggression, which we could see was also becoming aggression in general.&amp;nbsp; We have missed her so much- so much where I may or may not have done a drive-by just on a whim she would be outside. I'm bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-157859394602860847?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/157859394602860847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=157859394602860847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/157859394602860847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/157859394602860847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2010/12/resolutions.html' title='Resolutions'/><author><name>AVB</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TQ90KouYh3I/AAAAAAAAAiY/3uaJGf69vmk/s72-c/Charlotte.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85885560356864818.post-1051339968058742503</id><published>2010-12-03T13:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T13:55:57.921-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rehearsal Dinner and Turkey Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TPllYHIv0UI/AAAAAAAAAiE/iUdEE2dHAig/s320/DSC_0018.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Uncle Joe, on Left, was the officiant at our wedding. He is a federal Judge. My sisters boyfriend Steve, and cousin Katie, and my dad. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TPllajvPz6I/AAAAAAAAAiI/ytAuTilD-eE/s1600/DSC_0052.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TPllajvPz6I/AAAAAAAAAiI/ytAuTilD-eE/s320/DSC_0052.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me, sis on right, Ania from college in front, and good friend Kate Suggs in back&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TPllcXctvxI/AAAAAAAAAiM/6-8xqUinqag/s1600/DSC_0058.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TPllcXctvxI/AAAAAAAAAiM/6-8xqUinqag/s320/DSC_0058.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Dad and Uncle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TPlmS5ufSEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/X0Cu3-DmfKs/s1600/DSC00593.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TPlmS5ufSEI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/X0Cu3-DmfKs/s320/DSC00593.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;John's mom, my new mother in law, and my handsome husband, John. Love that scruffy beard! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TPlmXDycHQI/AAAAAAAAAiU/EB8kaDNBRnY/s1600/DSC00596.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TPlmXDycHQI/AAAAAAAAAiU/EB8kaDNBRnY/s320/DSC00596.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I will make a notation. I was glossed over on Thanksgiving.&amp;nbsp; I was pretty drugged up from some severe back pain I've been having.&amp;nbsp; Finally hit the urgent care the following Saturday where they told me i have to see my dr. Went to the dr the following Monday and had x-rays and blood work. Turns out this spry 31 year old has an arthritic hip which has caused me to have a bone spur in my hip. Ouch. So I'm off to the Orthopedic Surgeon to see what's up with my hip. I hope to get a handicap parking sticker in the meantime!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-1051339968058742503?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/1051339968058742503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=1051339968058742503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/1051339968058742503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/1051339968058742503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2010/12/rehearsal-dinner-and-turkey-day.html' title='Rehearsal Dinner and Turkey Day'/><author><name>AVB</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TPllYHIv0UI/AAAAAAAAAiE/iUdEE2dHAig/s72-c/DSC_0018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85885560356864818.post-3018244911264262976</id><published>2010-12-03T13:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T13:45:57.705-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Bells and Gobble Gobbe Gee!</title><content type='html'>Its been a little while since my last post, and its not for lack of good  reason.&amp;nbsp; I've managed to get myself married, and spend my first  thanksgiving as a married woman with my new family.&amp;nbsp; It was great. The  wedding was to die for. So, I'm including some pictures, of the wedding  and thanksgiving, and rehearsal dinner, etc. By the way, wedding photos  by Susan Jackson Photography. She's amazinggggg! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TPlhHsl4PGI/AAAAAAAAAhk/sPlauu32TJM/s1600/SJP0339.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TPlhHsl4PGI/AAAAAAAAAhk/sPlauu32TJM/s320/SJP0339.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;At the historic Chase Park Plaza&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TPlgkgM6_ZI/AAAAAAAAAhY/lPtHY5sfW9Q/s1600/SJP0868.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TPlgkgM6_ZI/AAAAAAAAAhY/lPtHY5sfW9Q/s320/SJP0868.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TPlgxBo4TcI/AAAAAAAAAhc/HU_cxabXD2I/s1600/SJP0008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TPlgxBo4TcI/AAAAAAAAAhc/HU_cxabXD2I/s320/SJP0008.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TPlg6o_hyGI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nLlwCUA9UqE/s1600/SJP0259.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TPlg6o_hyGI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nLlwCUA9UqE/s320/SJP0259.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Oh me oh my! Little do i know that those 4.5" heels will exacerbate a condition I haven't yet found out I have! My dogs were barking, and we did pictures before the wedding! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TPlhTjsuwKI/AAAAAAAAAho/xwMdsSHOSZc/s1600/SJP0395.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TPlhTjsuwKI/AAAAAAAAAho/xwMdsSHOSZc/s320/SJP0395.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Still at the Chase&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TPlhzvFUXwI/AAAAAAAAAhw/HnokzwDP_00/s1600/SJP0781B.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TPlhzvFUXwI/AAAAAAAAAhw/HnokzwDP_00/s320/SJP0781B.jpg" width="230" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;At Tower Grove Park. Wedding was in the Piper Palm House. The Oldest Greenhouse west of the Mississippi. Neato!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TPlh_PCwOzI/AAAAAAAAAh0/gLwjJB7Hovo/s1600/SJP0823.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TPlhoRlrQvI/AAAAAAAAAhs/Z3WndoRkQqs/s1600/SJP0758B.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TPlhoRlrQvI/AAAAAAAAAhs/Z3WndoRkQqs/s320/SJP0758B.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TPlh_PCwOzI/AAAAAAAAAh0/gLwjJB7Hovo/s320/SJP0823.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TPlikLIbk3I/AAAAAAAAAh8/o70A1EkvE98/s1600/SJP1093.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TPlikLIbk3I/AAAAAAAAAh8/o70A1EkvE98/s320/SJP1093.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TPliWSp-NfI/AAAAAAAAAh4/eebvg87QqcY/s1600/SJP1000.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TPliWSp-NfI/AAAAAAAAAh4/eebvg87QqcY/s320/SJP1000.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These last two shots were Susan playing with me a little. I've compressed about 550 pictures, and chose these for you to see. I thought the cupcake was going to fall on my dress and stain, or hell knows what else. The veil I was feeling weird about putting over my face, because nothing about our wedding was traditional. But, looking at the photo, I am so glad I did.&amp;nbsp; She is such an amazing photographer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-3018244911264262976?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/3018244911264262976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=3018244911264262976' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/3018244911264262976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/3018244911264262976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2010/12/wedding-bells-and-gobble-gobbe-gee.html' title='Wedding Bells and Gobble Gobbe Gee!'/><author><name>AVB</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TPlhHsl4PGI/AAAAAAAAAhk/sPlauu32TJM/s72-c/SJP0339.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85885560356864818.post-8757154411444810511</id><published>2010-10-18T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T19:35:46.408-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Food Photography/Porn/Zoo Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TL0DUldZeRI/AAAAAAAAAgs/nMNpuysD0OI/s1600/DSC_0093.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TL0DUldZeRI/AAAAAAAAAgs/nMNpuysD0OI/s320/DSC_0093.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Create the sticky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TL0DVjMEOqI/AAAAAAAAAgw/niksLlG4kUM/s1600/DSC_0097.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TL0DVjMEOqI/AAAAAAAAAgw/niksLlG4kUM/s320/DSC_0097.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TL0DWbala5I/AAAAAAAAAg0/nVsqAV6Pcd4/s1600/DSC_0104.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TL0DWbala5I/AAAAAAAAAg0/nVsqAV6Pcd4/s320/DSC_0104.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Roll out some dough-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TL0DXDMK8uI/AAAAAAAAAg4/csPq2yqXv9g/s1600/DSC_0106.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TL0DXDMK8uI/AAAAAAAAAg4/csPq2yqXv9g/s320/DSC_0106.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;add some stink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TL0DYJ21YPI/AAAAAAAAAg8/MH1ZR1jzdfw/s1600/DSC_0125.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TL0DYJ21YPI/AAAAAAAAAg8/MH1ZR1jzdfw/s320/DSC_0125.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TL0DZKvQl_I/AAAAAAAAAhA/XwsXNPST-7A/s1600/DSC_0128.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TL0DZKvQl_I/AAAAAAAAAhA/XwsXNPST-7A/s320/DSC_0128.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;and more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TL0DZ-BMQNI/AAAAAAAAAhE/v988uDs17KU/s1600/DSC_0129.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TL0DZ-BMQNI/AAAAAAAAAhE/v988uDs17KU/s320/DSC_0129.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;rise...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TL0DaxE0haI/AAAAAAAAAhI/nSxRRMhsAFs/s1600/DSC_0133.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TL0DaxE0haI/AAAAAAAAAhI/nSxRRMhsAFs/s320/DSC_0133.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;RISE....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TL0DbtEbagI/AAAAAAAAAhM/XC8pDEcALrg/s1600/DSC_0135.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TL0DbtEbagI/AAAAAAAAAhM/XC8pDEcALrg/s320/DSC_0135.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;RISEEEEEEEEE.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TL0Dct9ruyI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/pSaZFF1Kwfs/s1600/DSC_0141.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TL0Dct9ruyI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/pSaZFF1Kwfs/s320/DSC_0141.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Bake....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TL0DdlwVPVI/AAAAAAAAAhU/zgddbeL7YxM/s1600/DSC_0143.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TL0DdlwVPVI/AAAAAAAAAhU/zgddbeL7YxM/s320/DSC_0143.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Voila! Sticky Bunz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-8757154411444810511?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/8757154411444810511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=8757154411444810511' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/8757154411444810511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/8757154411444810511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2010/10/food-photographypornzoo-part-2.html' title='Food Photography/Porn/Zoo Part 2'/><author><name>AVB</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TL0DUldZeRI/AAAAAAAAAgs/nMNpuysD0OI/s72-c/DSC_0093.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85885560356864818.post-2588245107689721719</id><published>2010-10-18T19:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T19:31:05.408-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Food Photography/Porn/Zoo Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TL0B6lMs1ZI/AAAAAAAAAgI/Cp3n2nJbFO0/s1600/DSC_0038.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TL0B6lMs1ZI/AAAAAAAAAgI/Cp3n2nJbFO0/s320/DSC_0038.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Monkey is hungry. He asked for Sticky Bunz from the New Joy of Cooking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TL0B7pbktwI/AAAAAAAAAgM/dXeuIZq6rbY/s1600/DSC_0046.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TL0B7pbktwI/AAAAAAAAAgM/dXeuIZq6rbY/s320/DSC_0046.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Oh! Excited Monkey!! Dough is rising&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TL0B8pzFfeI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/x0onc3v3K8U/s1600/DSC_0059.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TL0B8pzFfeI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/x0onc3v3K8U/s320/DSC_0059.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;The baker's assistant #1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TL0B9otftJI/AAAAAAAAAgU/wI_mjSUYDPs/s1600/DSC_0067.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TL0B9otftJI/AAAAAAAAAgU/wI_mjSUYDPs/s320/DSC_0067.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Assistant #2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TL0B-TxXMLI/AAAAAAAAAgY/jPFMYhVFKxY/s1600/DSC_0069.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TL0B-TxXMLI/AAAAAAAAAgY/jPFMYhVFKxY/s320/DSC_0069.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Dough rises further&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TL0B_RIbKGI/AAAAAAAAAgc/xH0TTd_AQXM/s1600/DSC_0073.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TL0B_RIbKGI/AAAAAAAAAgc/xH0TTd_AQXM/s320/DSC_0073.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Monkey backs away- time to punch dough down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TL0CAbbtBvI/AAAAAAAAAgg/AE4mkor1aw8/s1600/DSC_0075.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TL0CAbbtBvI/AAAAAAAAAgg/AE4mkor1aw8/s320/DSC_0075.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TL0CBBEiN0I/AAAAAAAAAgk/r5FkEmLIpmg/s1600/DSC_0079.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TL0CBBEiN0I/AAAAAAAAAgk/r5FkEmLIpmg/s320/DSC_0079.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;"Gimme that Monkey"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TL0CCPt13TI/AAAAAAAAAgo/P8i9sPDECxc/s1600/DSC_0090.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TL0CCPt13TI/AAAAAAAAAgo/P8i9sPDECxc/s320/DSC_0090.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Add honey to dough (thanks Goose Island Honey)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-2588245107689721719?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/2588245107689721719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=2588245107689721719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/2588245107689721719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/2588245107689721719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2010/10/food-photographypornzoo-part-1.html' title='Food Photography/Porn/Zoo Part 1'/><author><name>AVB</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TL0B6lMs1ZI/AAAAAAAAAgI/Cp3n2nJbFO0/s72-c/DSC_0038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85885560356864818.post-3505888018460765882</id><published>2010-10-12T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T07:36:06.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>House Sitting</title><content type='html'>I have been house sitting for my parents for 16 days now.&amp;nbsp; I was really scared for a few days- the lab, Veeda, is 11, and her hips are less then useful.&amp;nbsp; I almost feel like getting her a doggy wheelchair would do her a major service.&amp;nbsp; Then the cat, Lonnie, he's 15. He's&amp;nbsp;a jerk. But something wasn't right about Lonnie for a while. He had a really glazed look in his eyes, which i learned was due to the fact that he's been given sedatives. Um, ok....?&amp;nbsp; And now, we come to Sue Mae- affectionately nick-named, Stinkface, or Stinks for short. If the nick name doesn't say enough for you, well, she smells. She's not a very tidy dog. She has a lot of furry fur, and things (poop) gets stuck in it, food gets stuck in her face. Its not pretty. So, when her and Lonnie caught a bug, I was in hell.&amp;nbsp; There was crap all over the house, Stinks stunk, Lonnie was a walking turd machine.&amp;nbsp; I posted an ad on craigslist for a demon-possessed shih-tzu and a half-baked kitty.&amp;nbsp; No one responded, so I went to the vet and got some pills. Things are looking up, of course, on my last day of house sitting.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, however, it was productive.&amp;nbsp; New shower in one of the bathrooms, powerwashed the entire house, cleaned up the "wrath" plus some- just an overall spring cleaning- late. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TLRxuofSSCI/AAAAAAAAAf4/jLey5-nFhKA/s1600/Animals.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TLRxuofSSCI/AAAAAAAAAf4/jLey5-nFhKA/s320/Animals.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TLRxxxkFAbI/AAAAAAAAAgE/EXCaIqyJHJo/s1600/Stinks.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TLRxxxkFAbI/AAAAAAAAAgE/EXCaIqyJHJo/s320/Stinks.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TLRxvpuoFzI/AAAAAAAAAf8/sPnq8F0lGWA/s1600/Bailey.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TLRxvpuoFzI/AAAAAAAAAf8/sPnq8F0lGWA/s320/Bailey.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I picked up my wedding dress. My friend Steph and I, and her daughter Bailey made the road trip to KC to pick it up. It was a great time, and we really got to get caught up.&amp;nbsp; And, we stopped at the American Girl Doll Store for Bailey. While she wasnt terribly interested in the dolls, she sure liked their strollers.&amp;nbsp; So, she got a stroller, and Steph got her a bitty baby. Very fun indeed! Can you tell her finger shows her excitement!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-3505888018460765882?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/3505888018460765882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=3505888018460765882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/3505888018460765882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/3505888018460765882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2010/10/house-sitting.html' title='House Sitting'/><author><name>AVB</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TLRxuofSSCI/AAAAAAAAAf4/jLey5-nFhKA/s72-c/Animals.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85885560356864818.post-2434851798779927013</id><published>2010-09-23T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T11:54:30.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fallllla!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It's about time! This summer was SO hot, I thought I wasn't going to make it! Our poor doggies could barely go on walks, but were happy to have pools where they could swim. It seems the heat has passed, and I couldn't be more thrilled! We've begun working on repairing what the summer heat did to our lawn. We've tilled and seeded, had trees cut down, and are just getting the house cleaned up. Hopefully, before the big day, I'll get our furniture ordered, as our current "furniture" is a rather big eye sore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The wedding is about 37 days away, and I couldn't be happier for it to get here. Its been a lot of planning...and fortunately, not a lot of stress. The most stressful thing is figuring out who goes where, and what happens at what time. And oh yeah, making sure I acutally fit into my wedding dress. The only REAL advise I'd give to an inquisitive bride: Get a comfortable dress. It's totally my fault that I'm going to be uncomfortable, becuase I know the dress is going to look amazing. But, its stressful that I can't really lose/gain an ounce. This puppy fits me like a glove! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TJuiMQq3wZI/AAAAAAAAAfw/cz1mcmow768/s1600/Lamar.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TJuiMQq3wZI/AAAAAAAAAfw/cz1mcmow768/s320/Lamar.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And, I couldn't be more thrilled of the timing of our wedding. Halloween is my all-time favorite holiday, and our wedding is the night before! Little brunch party the following morning, i'm sure will have people coming in costume---well, they better!!!! We've got our costumes ready&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TJuiJQ09_BI/AAAAAAAAAfo/Hr3poYEf6dI/s1600/Poindexter.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TJuiJQ09_BI/AAAAAAAAAfo/Hr3poYEf6dI/s320/Poindexter.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-2434851798779927013?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/2434851798779927013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=2434851798779927013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/2434851798779927013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/2434851798779927013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2010/09/fallllla.html' title='Fallllla!'/><author><name>AVB</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TJuiMQq3wZI/AAAAAAAAAfw/cz1mcmow768/s72-c/Lamar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85885560356864818.post-7852995465750880986</id><published>2010-09-14T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T07:32:32.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Deep Thoughts-</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those who know me, I have a pretty elaborate history regarding health and wellness. Since I can remember, I've had body image issues. Being in kindergarten, I remember NOT wanting to show my body in a swim suit. I've thought so much about what the heck made me feel that way at all too young of an age, and it boils down to nothing more than being in a family where appearance is everything. I dont, of course, blame my family, because I think it made me into a somewhat well rounded person (hopefully, not literally!). I didn't, however, have any idea there was a correlation between food and body shape. I was just too young. I was a picky eater, but loved to eat bagels, chocolate, and that was about it. So, growing up and into my early teen years, i was always just a little bit chubs. I got teased in middle school and into high school. However, because my sister sort of dealt with the same issues, when she realized the correlation between food/figure and to burn calories, is to lose weight, I took note. I learned healthy eating, exercise and overall good health. Then of course, in typical "me" fashion, I took it to the extreme, and developed serious eating issues, and disorders. With those came so many issues I wont explain here. Getting past those issues, and eating more normal, but low fat, came the stomach problems. Here are where my thoughts get flustered: Why do so many women have a harder time eating a low fat diet and maintaining sanity/overall wellness vs eating what they want in moderation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Explanation: So many of my girlfriends after college had weight to lose, and when incorporating low-fat foods into one's diet, it seems it opens a big can of worms. Literally upset stomachs, headaches, mental instability, and of course irritability. And so few times did this diet actually take effect. It seems the stress that goes into the diet change causes so much anguish, the diet is rarely a success. On the flip side, I've heard all of those REAL success stories of women (and men) saying all it was is portion control, and moderation. That's it. NO stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, last night, John and I went to a greasy spoon near us for dinner (cheap!). Anyway, instead of eating the house salad, and nibbling on John's bacon burger and fries, I got a hamburger of my own...this is like, the first time EVER! I cut the burger in half, and dug in. I ate half, and oh my! It was good. So, i finished the first half, and ate about 2 bites of the second, and called it quits. And that was my meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's where my logic comes into place. Why am I so much more likely to eat my entire chef salad (meat, cheese, dressing and all) than my hamburger? Does society dictate what is ok to eat and what's not? OR is it because we related salads with low fat? I'll tell you, 3/4 of a hamburger is most likely less fat/calories than a chef salad. And, I'm not left feeling full and loaded with GAS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, with that said, I'm giving moderation a try. I'm 30- its about time....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516776121445704178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TI-Gp0Ag4fI/AAAAAAAAAfg/n_HZLkZojnI/s320/photo(12).JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516776119904677522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TI-GpuRGrpI/AAAAAAAAAfY/g07DUuRuK8M/s320/photo+2(2).JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516776112683366354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TI-GpTXaN9I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/4wuaj7bnkws/s320/arrow.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In other news: Mom and I drove to KC to do a fitting of my dress, and when I say "like a glove" that's what I mean. It fit. Oh lord. Typically, I like my clothes to be loose, and NOT tight. If I &lt;em&gt;should&lt;/em&gt; wear a 4, I wear a 6 instead. I just like to move! So when this dress was put on, and zipped up, I got a little panicky. Then, when the seamstress starting pinning it in EVEN more! I got a little light headed. I go back in 3 weeks to pick it up---keep your fingers crossed that moderation doesnt come back to kick my ass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom wanted to stop in some kitchy areas, antique malls, etc. We found a place, WAY off the beaten path, called Blackwater/Arrowrock. HOLY COW! AWESOME! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-7852995465750880986?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/7852995465750880986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=7852995465750880986' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/7852995465750880986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/7852995465750880986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2010/09/deep-thoughts.html' title='Deep Thoughts-'/><author><name>AVB</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TI-Gp0Ag4fI/AAAAAAAAAfg/n_HZLkZojnI/s72-c/photo(12).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85885560356864818.post-4659381866944323598</id><published>2010-09-02T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T08:17:19.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Angel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a Bittersweet post....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since &lt;a href="http://www.causeforthepaws.org/Cause_for_the_Paws/Welcome.html"&gt;Cause for the Paws&lt;/a&gt; was established, I am often contacted by people looking for answers for what to do in sticky situations involving an animal. I try my best to answer myself, but often have had to call our vet, or even advised calling local police. So when I recieved an email from a friend regarding an abused English Bulldog, and was without any idea what to do...I was totally wrecked. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512334819111011170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TH-_T_ghA2I/AAAAAAAAAfA/mHN4SFN8m6c/s320/Angel.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To make a long, and very detailed email short, an English Bulldog named &lt;a href="http://www.causeforthepaws.org/Cause_for_the_Paws/Angel.html"&gt;Angel &lt;/a&gt;was found in a trailer belonging to a man with many serious problems, one of which was his obsession with abusing Angel, neglecting her for weeks at a time, and even "probing" her with foreign objects. Under suspicion for other crimes, the police raided his "home" while he was gone, and after an hour going through his crap, found Angel quivering, scared, and tied up in a corner. She was totally emaciated, malnourished, covered in fleas, her own excrement and had something severely wrong with her rectum and vagina. Angel was taken in by St. Louis Bulldog Rescue, and that's when we were contacted. She needs major surgery to survive her abusive past, and some real TLC. Thankfully, she's gotten the TLC over the past week, and has a light back in her eye. But, the cost of her surgery is going to be high. Cause for the Paws has stepped up and made a donation, but ask that if you know anyone, please spread the word of Angel. You can donate through our &lt;a href="http://www.causeforthepaws.org/Cause_for_the_Paws/How_to_Help.html"&gt;site&lt;/a&gt; and through St. Louis Bulldog's &lt;a href="https://www.paypal.com/us/cgi-bin/webscr?cmd=_flow&amp;amp;SESSION=TZ45YogLtWRAAbRM7PyZSKjkABbLowEStRcSZ9gx41XzTkQUABvA92OtFY0&amp;amp;dispatch=5885d80a13c0db1f8e263663d3faee8d4b3d02051cb40a5393d96fec50118c72"&gt;site&lt;/a&gt;- just mention its for Angel's care. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the meantime, Oscar is excited for Angel's recovery, and has been dictating love letters for her to be read to while she recovers. Such a Casanova! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512334827734218594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TH-_Ufoct2I/AAAAAAAAAfI/2WCnWqEES2c/s320/Oscar+Email.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-4659381866944323598?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/4659381866944323598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=4659381866944323598' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/4659381866944323598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/4659381866944323598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2010/09/angel.html' title='Angel'/><author><name>AVB</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TH-_T_ghA2I/AAAAAAAAAfA/mHN4SFN8m6c/s72-c/Angel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85885560356864818.post-6781135875213883177</id><published>2010-08-25T11:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T11:22:36.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Peace Out, August</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;To one of the hottest months I can remember, I say "get lost". Its been so hot. Things are sticky and sweaty that shouldn't be, and if i have to stay indoors and smell that unhealthy stink from our A/C one more minute, I might lose it. BUT! We are entering into my FAVORITE time of year--- FALL!!! And, even more, my wedding is just around the corner. The weather is cooling off (mid 80's here in St. Louis) and the humidity is taking a back seat to cool breezes. I love it, and it makes the ubearable heat a distant memory! So, here's to a new outlook for fall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509414475562827042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/THVfRoBRPSI/AAAAAAAAAew/XSV5y5msjSI/s320/Footbutt.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I haven't mentioned I've started taking Fridays off from work. With a little negotiating, I've even managed this feat without a decrease in pay. What! You say?! Well, I'm a good kid, that's how. So, while Fridays were SUPPOSED to be playing catch up on all tasks wedding related, they've become my busiest day. My schedule is packed full of things that must be done during the week, and that means Friday. This week, I'm excited to say John is leaving for his bachelor party weekend. That's RIGHT! Excited! Adriane needs her space, and its been lacking lately. I need a ME night that will include a glass of wine, bath tub, mani/pedi stuff and a scary movie. OH! And my kids! BLISS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a sidenote: If youre a facebook friend of mine, you'll know I posted a little something about the lack of respect amongst people these days. Not to cast judgement, but just a little enlightenment: My political affilition doesnt define me- but I'm proud of it. I'd vote for my president again. I'd also never disrespect someone if they wont vote for him. That's called respecting one another's opinions. And, I respect my elders, I respect all races, religions and political affiliations. People are people. Be nice, ok?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-6781135875213883177?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/6781135875213883177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=6781135875213883177' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/6781135875213883177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/6781135875213883177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2010/08/peace-out-august.html' title='Peace Out, August'/><author><name>AVB</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/THVfRoBRPSI/AAAAAAAAAew/XSV5y5msjSI/s72-c/Footbutt.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85885560356864818.post-2628754054442711570</id><published>2010-08-04T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T11:28:08.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'>That'll Do, Pig.</title><content type='html'>A few updates going on in our land. I haven't uploaded any photos from the camera with the new lens, but this week promises to bring more photo opps. Once I have those, I'll make the upload. For now, you can see some quick snaps on my phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TFmu4fN9JxI/AAAAAAAAAeo/JYIbTpoCSEY/s1600/Lonnie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501620705285711634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TFmu4fN9JxI/AAAAAAAAAeo/JYIbTpoCSEY/s320/Lonnie.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Lonnie. Lonnie is 109 and a mean kitty. We've had Lonnie as long as I can remember, and he hasn't aged a day. However, after an altercation with some wild animal, Lonnie developed a cyst of some sort on his head, which had to be removed. Because Lonnie's grumpy, I snapped a quick picture when he emerged from my parent's basement (which is rare). He's none to pleased to have a bald spot. He's got Hans Wiemann on his speed dial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TFmu32TFidI/AAAAAAAAAeg/gIlCsuYCH0E/s1600/Still+Hot.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501620694301379026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TFmu32TFidI/AAAAAAAAAeg/gIlCsuYCH0E/s320/Still+Hot.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the temperature yesterday in John's car. Its sweaty privates all the time hot! Its not a dry heat either, in St. Louis, its 100% humidity. Watching the news this morning, they were testing out a safety feature that is hoped to be installed on all new cars: Its a beeper on your keychain that alerts you if you've left a child in the car and its over like 75 degrees. When the report was done, the anchor asked, now why aren't all vehicles equipped with this peice of machinery already? Um, what? I think if you need a beeper on your keychain to remind you #1 you left your kid in the car #2 on a HOT flippin day, you need to be shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TFmuUnHp2nI/AAAAAAAAAeY/8jVmE0VTVLA/s1600/Play+Time.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501620088931474034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TFmuUnHp2nI/AAAAAAAAAeY/8jVmE0VTVLA/s320/Play+Time.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kids Play. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TFmuTseNJRI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/1Q3GUOScD8U/s1600/Oscar+Beer.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501620073188369682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TFmuTseNJRI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/1Q3GUOScD8U/s320/Oscar+Beer.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sums up our pig. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;John is on interview 5,234 with the same company. What's with that? Why are their so many interviews? When I got a job for Cintas forever ago, it was like 4 interviews, and done. Now, after so many interviews, he finds out tuesday if he gets to be interviewed at headquarters: 5 interviews, 6 hours. ARE YOU JOKING ME?! I should buy stock in immodium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-2628754054442711570?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/2628754054442711570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=2628754054442711570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/2628754054442711570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/2628754054442711570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2010/08/tit-for-tat.html' title='That&apos;ll Do, Pig.'/><author><name>AVB</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TFmu4fN9JxI/AAAAAAAAAeo/JYIbTpoCSEY/s72-c/Lonnie.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85885560356864818.post-1934838866638324260</id><published>2010-07-29T11:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T12:03:24.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Juice FEAST day 4: Um, tired. My stomach was really messed up until this morning. Doing a little research, I found citric acid in all the juiced fruits can cause major stomach cramps. So, I toned down the fruits, and added more veggies, voila! A &lt;em&gt;little&lt;/em&gt; better. In 4 days, I've definetly dropped lbs (which I'm sure is just water weight), my skin is SO clear, and my sleeping is amazing. Mentally, I'm sidetracked about how low-energy I am. But, for one week, I can rest. Tomorrow DAY is my last day. Tomorrow night, I'll have a big salad. Monday will be more mindful eating. Low Dairy, Gluten, wheat. Fruits and Veggies galore. Simple, and easy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been doing a ton of reading lately. I've almost finished the third in the series of Steig Laarsen books. I have to admit- they're just Ok. There was no major anything that kept me going. I read them at an alarmingly slow pace. But, I'd recommend them nevertheless. I've also been reading about Adobe Illustrator and SLR photography. I start classes in Septemeber for them. Basically, I'm freshening up on college classes. I took so many classes in college on all of this, but totally didnt even care about it. I just wanted to be done. I didnt realize how you can incorporate these things in your day to day life, and make amazing things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 262px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499405529869808818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TFHQMTu1dLI/AAAAAAAAAd4/jlSvS27EpAI/s320/Biggy+and+Char.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;August 5th and 6th are two pretty major dates in the Denny house. Charlotte turns one on the 5th, and Oscar turns 3. The dogs have been training on their invisible fence. I'm incredibly nervous that charlotte and oscar will zip right through it at the sight of either a squirrel or a person. We'll see...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-1934838866638324260?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/1934838866638324260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=1934838866638324260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/1934838866638324260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/1934838866638324260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-4.html' title='Day 4'/><author><name>AVB</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TFHQMTu1dLI/AAAAAAAAAd4/jlSvS27EpAI/s72-c/Biggy+and+Char.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85885560356864818.post-418834918316732240</id><published>2010-07-27T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T14:36:22.887-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of Juice?</title><content type='html'>I feel good- weird, but good. I'm totally feeling mental clarity, and have a dull aching hunger, like all the time. Water quenches it until I drink a juice.  I definetly miss "chewing" but, I feel different, but in a good way.  3 more full days to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I took a detoxifying ginger bath. Its meant to induce sweating, and that it did. I felt really good after, and slept well.  Waking up was easier than normal, which i take as a good sign.  I am going to my trainer in a few minutes, and have advised him of what I'm doing. I'll let you know how the work out goes. I may hit the deck, or I may rock out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-418834918316732240?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/418834918316732240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=418834918316732240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/418834918316732240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/418834918316732240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2010/07/out-of-juice.html' title='Out of Juice?'/><author><name>AVB</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-85885560356864818.post-7927635052658143234</id><published>2010-07-26T08:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T08:47:01.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Juice Feast</title><content type='html'>I'm juice feasting.  Feasting? Yes, Feasting! The amount of fruit and veggies i'll be cosuming over the next 5 days is pretty insane. I juiced my breakfast and lunch this morning, and all of the colors on the counter was a pretty cool sight.  It feels good to give my body a short rest, especially everything I put it through.  So, this will be a pretty relaxing week for me. My body is getting a break from hard workouts and switching to long walks, light weights, etc. Lots of water, and baths again! Wahoo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-7927635052658143234?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/7927635052658143234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=7927635052658143234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/7927635052658143234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/7927635052658143234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2010/07/juice-feast.html' title='Juice Feast'/><author><name>AVB</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-85885560356864818.post-1714830926968895163</id><published>2010-07-23T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T11:47:56.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dont Make Me Hit You</title><content type='html'>Have you ever been in the situation where you almost &lt;em&gt;accidentally&lt;/em&gt; hit a pedestrian? Like, backing out of a busy parking lot, and you slam on your breaks when you realize there is a person behind you? And you fell HORRIBLE about it? Like, "I'm the world's worst driver. I should have my liscence taken away!".  I used to get that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was driving home from work one day, and in my neighborhood, I came to a stop sign, where I was turning left.  The sun was in my eyes, so I'm turning left &lt;em&gt;reallly&lt;/em&gt; slow, like, stupid slow; because of the SUN!  Next thing I know, a runner is RIGHT in front of my car, flaling his arms like "WHY ARE YOU TRYING TO KILL ME!?!?".  I start screaming to myself, and hopefully he can hear me "OH MY GOD! I'm so sorry!" and off he goes.  I'm horrified the remaining 2 minute drive home, thinking, I have a HUGE blind spot in my car! This car should be recalled! I almost killed someone.  Well, in that 2 minutes it took me to get home, my mood changed real quick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait a minute, I'm in a 2 ton vehicle, at a stop sign, and started slowly turning. That prick saw ME!!! Why didnt he stop? He may have the right of way, but that doesnt mean i can even see him! He assumed because the law says he has the right of way, I just can see him.  I became PISSED!  I wished I could go back two minutes before. I would have gotten out of my car and chased him down. I was MAD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, I'm getting my little nugget, Ben his special dog food at PetSmart.  I'm pulling out of the tight parking lot, and once my car is in reverse, my back up camera flips on.  So I see a lady walking STRAIGHT towards my car, while I am reversing. Should I not have this camera, I would not see her. She's not stopping.  I'm getting mad. At the last moment, she vears off and gives me the right of way. After all, she's walking in the middle of a strip mall parking lot.  Its suicide.  So I pull out of the spot, and turn on the "road" to get out of the "mall" and what happens next? Some hooker just walks out right in front of my car, so i have to SLAM on my breaks! I"M ABOUT TO LOSE MY MIND!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story kids: That may be a cross walk, but hurling your fat body in front of, or behind my SUV will land you in the morgue. End of story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-1714830926968895163?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/1714830926968895163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=1714830926968895163' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/1714830926968895163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/1714830926968895163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2010/07/dont-make-me-hit-you.html' title='Dont Make Me Hit You'/><author><name>AVB</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-85885560356864818.post-8308956362401168554</id><published>2010-07-19T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T11:56:01.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SIZZZZLE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495691074459003058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TESd6jBp6LI/AAAAAAAAAdg/kel8H3q3cgw/s320/heat.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was another scorcher in St. Louis. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is some major heat! Luckily for us, we got to go to a wedding in this weather. Oh man, it was blistering hot, but still a nice day! We got to see friends who John and I introduced over a year ago tie the knot, and start their life together. It doesnt look as hot as it really was (my dad on left, John on the right)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495691932164875794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TESeseOq5hI/AAAAAAAAAdo/d9DZMv8z4LI/s320/Guys.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yesterday, to do a little detoxifying sweating, John and I took the boat out and did some fishing. Of course, I didnt even get a nibble. He caught this:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495692869129591890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TESfjAsd3FI/AAAAAAAAAdw/8dcAAWA-NqY/s320/Big+fist.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-8308956362401168554?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/8308956362401168554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=8308956362401168554' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/8308956362401168554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/8308956362401168554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2010/07/sizzzzle.html' title='SIZZZZLE!'/><author><name>AVB</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TESd6jBp6LI/AAAAAAAAAdg/kel8H3q3cgw/s72-c/heat.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85885560356864818.post-2867113912976765613</id><published>2010-07-15T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T07:32:10.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I can barely contain it! John's on an interview RIGHT NOW! I really want him to get a job with this company. Its a lot of money, we could move, and its just really neat!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND! I got a new lens for my camera and I'm just gitty! Its a real-deal, big girl lens, which should really get rid of the small things I see in my pictures---and, even better still, should really make my close-up photography better! I can't wait! Lots of pictures to come!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and because I'm stupid, I did this:&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494140675763405026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TD8b1dznAOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/pRN4JZzsZBc/s320/Our+Logo.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-2867113912976765613?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/2867113912976765613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=2867113912976765613' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/2867113912976765613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/2867113912976765613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2010/07/omg.html' title='OMG'/><author><name>AVB</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TD8b1dznAOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/pRN4JZzsZBc/s72-c/Our+Logo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85885560356864818.post-7782039439764756406</id><published>2010-07-14T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T09:30:31.369-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>Cause for the Paws has upped its social networking.  Check us out on &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/causeforthepaws"&gt;Twitter&lt;/a&gt;, and of course already on facebook.  We're getting ready to start planning our next event, and perhaps some fundraisers along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the wedding front: John wants to go to Hawaii for Honeymoon- I, however, want to do Belize. Unfortunately, I think this is a losing battle for me...sigh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow us on twitter, and spread the word!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-7782039439764756406?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/7782039439764756406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=7782039439764756406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/7782039439764756406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/7782039439764756406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2010/07/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>AVB</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-85885560356864818.post-8060644552580119496</id><published>2010-07-12T10:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T10:54:17.388-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's Up! I'm Adriane</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TDtWnSxLmaI/AAAAAAAAAc8/i5bJlXjT5DQ/s1600/John+and+Adriane+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493079403561458082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TDtWnSxLmaI/AAAAAAAAAc8/i5bJlXjT5DQ/s320/John+and+Adriane+6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TDtWmyIhvtI/AAAAAAAAAc0/Wz7GAvO2hGk/s1600/John+and+Adriane+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493079394801008338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TDtWmyIhvtI/AAAAAAAAAc0/Wz7GAvO2hGk/s320/John+and+Adriane+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TDtWmVogcyI/AAAAAAAAAcs/Kp2YNHFjC_I/s1600/Flowers+edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493079387150512930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TDtWmVogcyI/AAAAAAAAAcs/Kp2YNHFjC_I/s320/Flowers+edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TDtWl7fVCeI/AAAAAAAAAck/ZlAG0sS7hG4/s1600/35701_104039112980156_102715643112503_27896_719513_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493079380132694498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TDtWl7fVCeI/AAAAAAAAAck/ZlAG0sS7hG4/s320/35701_104039112980156_102715643112503_27896_719513_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey there! Been a while, huh? Well, there's been a lot going on, and not a lot at the same time. I'm pretty satisfied with how things are right now, in terms of wedding planning. We've had engagment pictures, engagement party, wedding dress selection (out of town!), food selections, music selections, etc etc etc! All the while, John's actively looking for a new job, and he's expanded his search out of state. I'm quite pleased with this idea, because I'm getting a little burned out with our current surroundings. I love that our families are here, and we have friends here, but I need a change of scenery. I also know, i can sort of work in any field. I've "done it all" and I can always do design out of the house. So we'll see what the future holds for us there. Our wedding is less than 4 months away, and the waters have calmed a little. I'm finally enjoying our engagement, and really soaking it in. Just a few minor details and we are good to go! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The dogs are just nuttier than ever. We just cant stand how much we love them. They are such a motley crew, they make us laugh incesently!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll wrangle up some good posts in the weeks to come. I'm feeling adventurous, and we all know what that means....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-8060644552580119496?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/8060644552580119496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=8060644552580119496' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/8060644552580119496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/8060644552580119496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2010/07/whats-up-im-adriane.html' title='What&apos;s Up! I&apos;m Adriane'/><author><name>AVB</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/TDtWnSxLmaI/AAAAAAAAAc8/i5bJlXjT5DQ/s72-c/John+and+Adriane+6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85885560356864818.post-3811461258087462283</id><published>2010-05-26T12:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T12:35:35.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am Who I Am</title><content type='html'>For those of you who know me, you know that I'm pretty ballsy how I talk.  I like to think I tell a good story.  In fact, I wrote &lt;a href="http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2010/02/obsessions.html"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;that I want to try harder to tell a story as well as I can, as crass as possible.  I like shock. In fact! I LOVE shock. I like to remember stories, and re-tell them, and hear them being re-told. I like listening to &lt;a href="http://howardstern.com/"&gt;shock jocks&lt;/a&gt;, I like watching hilariously crass &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1119646/"&gt;movies&lt;/a&gt;, reading disgusting down-to-earth &lt;a href="http://barefootfoodie.com/"&gt;blogs&lt;/a&gt;.  I, in general, also like talking shit about people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? There isn't one thing I ever regret saying, posting on facebook, or even writing on this blog.  Why? This is who I am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who I am got me the fiancee of my dreams, a boss who belly laughs at least 5 times a day as I hang up on phone sales and mumbles profanity under my breath, a pretty bad-ass senior year superlative, and, for the most part, to be considered a funny person. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So while some people may cringe reading some of the things I write, or post, or say, not me! And not the people who are the most important to me.  The ones who make ME belly laugh. And who will be there to let ME cry when I need it, or make ME laugh when someone gets me down.  Those are the people I care about. Everyone else....&lt;a href="http://roissy.files.wordpress.com/2009/04/steatoscarlett.jpg"&gt;kiss it&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-3811461258087462283?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/3811461258087462283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=3811461258087462283' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/3811461258087462283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/3811461258087462283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-am-who-i-am.html' title='I Am Who I Am'/><author><name>AVB</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>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85885560356864818.post-1180897091693543928</id><published>2010-05-05T12:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T12:33:17.912-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If it's not one thing, its your Mother</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.jtnightshow.com/blogger/uploaded_images/bridezilla-749357.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 378px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 550px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.jtnightshow.com/blogger/uploaded_images/bridezilla-749357.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, the Neti Pot can suck it. That worked for like, A minute. Turns out, it was TMJ. Classic symptons. MAJOR pain. How did I get relief? Oh was it ever sweet relief. I'll spare you the details, but basically, change of wedding venue. After some major malfunctions (none by me, thank you!) and some SERIOUS raging at the sluts at the venue, i think i got the stress relief I was seeking. I woke up the next morning with less pain, and less everyday. I'm still not able to open my jaw entirely, but I'm sure I will soon enough! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The switch of venue may actually have been a blessing in disguise. Why? There is only room for one bitch at a wedding, and pardon me for thinking I should have the right. Well, I was at my wits end with the "director" of that place. There were way too many hands in one pot, and was she ever an ignorant miserable bitch. She insisted to only communicate through email, and wanted to charge me $250 to come out and take pictures for the florist. I'd had enough. I think she had enough too when I attempted to call her, and got a 5 minute voice recording. i left a nice message- basically something about something being shoved in her eye---i dont recall entirely. That pretty much ended our affair. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, we are happy where we are. Everything is sympatico. YAY! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-1180897091693543928?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/1180897091693543928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=1180897091693543928' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/1180897091693543928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/1180897091693543928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2010/05/if-its-not-one-thing-its-your-mother.html' title='If it&apos;s not one thing, its your Mother'/><author><name>AVB</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-85885560356864818.post-6266311810631044972</id><published>2010-04-28T13:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T13:20:17.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mea Culpa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://minnesotagal.files.wordpress.com/2009/11/neti-pot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 375px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://minnesotagal.files.wordpress.com/2009/11/neti-pot.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few days ago, i woke up and could barely drink my morning coffee. My jaw was throbbing everytime I moved it. I was so scared I had TMJ. I scoured the internet googling "jaw pain" and I pretty much kept getting hit with Sinus-related or TMJ. TMJ means one thing: Orthodontist (dentist) whatever! Let me stop here to tell you, i HATE the dentist. They are all shisters and theives, and would give your teeth an enema if they thought it would make them more money. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moving forward. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So after 3 days of taking Sudafed and Ibuprofin all day with no relief, I call my dentist. She says "its either sinuses or TMJ". See, genius. She says call your orthodontist. omg....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I call orthodontist. It goes like this "i think i have TMJ or Sinus problems. What should I do?" Her: "come in and see us" Me: "well, i talked to my dentist, she says wait and see. Oh hey, do you take my insurance? My form says you do". Her: "oh, that's a tricky question. One day we do, one day we dont". Me: "wtf does that mean. My form was updated 2 days ago, i think you do" Her: "We cant make any promises. So, this appointment? I can get you in next Tuesday". Me: "peace out lady". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I am sitting at my desk scratching my jaw, thumping at it a little, thinking "Sinuses or TMJ?" Then I remember, my mother gave me a neti pot a while back swearing up and down it was a miracle worker for sinus sufferers. Well, if you know me, you know I throw EVERYHTING away unless its something designer, or shiny (neti was neither). So, I go up to walgreens and get a new neti pot. I get back to my office, and go straight to the bathroom to try out said pot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I lean over the sink and get started. After the pot has emptied, and all is clear, i straighten up, blow my nose, and POP! I see stars and its like a new day. My jaw is instantly 50% better. And continued to get a little better over the next 2 hours. Then it started tightening up again, so I did it again. 2 hours later, its tighter again. I'm thinking i'll hold off till I get home and show John the goo dripping out of my nose. Its pretty neato. So, here's to mom, because mom knows best. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-6266311810631044972?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/6266311810631044972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=6266311810631044972' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/6266311810631044972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/6266311810631044972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2010/04/mea-culpa.html' title='Mea Culpa'/><author><name>AVB</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-85885560356864818.post-2958843111145559164</id><published>2010-04-21T11:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T11:59:33.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Success</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S89KkfrSy3I/AAAAAAAAAcM/72SHKAN9Cns/s1600/25300_390814257445_503082445_3809870_1760951_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; 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HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462666589496662882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S89KUhlX22I/AAAAAAAAAbk/cGcdutQl014/s200/25300_390814157445_503082445_3809855_4476914_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S89KVgXXTzI/AAAAAAAAAb0/DyaPkWFaoPk/s1600/25300_390814192445_503082445_3809860_685063_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462666606349340466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S89KVgXXTzI/AAAAAAAAAb0/DyaPkWFaoPk/s200/25300_390814192445_503082445_3809860_685063_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S89KVJcxGrI/AAAAAAAAAbs/clDKTWoqeZ4/s1600/25300_390814177445_503082445_3809858_5300443_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462666600197986994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S89KVJcxGrI/AAAAAAAAAbs/clDKTWoqeZ4/s200/25300_390814177445_503082445_3809858_5300443_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S89KBIrUiqI/AAAAAAAAAbM/xV1TOC4CxdM/s1600/25300_390814117445_503082445_3809849_8021433_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462666256393210530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S89KBIrUiqI/AAAAAAAAAbM/xV1TOC4CxdM/s200/25300_390814117445_503082445_3809849_8021433_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S89KUY74nwI/AAAAAAAAAbc/h3jGzZ2am-E/s1600/25300_390814147445_503082445_3809854_2145667_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462666587175165698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S89KUY74nwI/AAAAAAAAAbc/h3jGzZ2am-E/s200/25300_390814147445_503082445_3809854_2145667_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S89KTh4Q5lI/AAAAAAAAAbU/L-oUKJxk9AY/s1600/25300_390814137445_503082445_3809853_1482641_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462666572396029522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S89KTh4Q5lI/AAAAAAAAAbU/L-oUKJxk9AY/s200/25300_390814137445_503082445_3809853_1482641_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S89J_0j0YNI/AAAAAAAAAas/BbAjp26Ea50/s1600/25300_390814082445_503082445_3809844_1954558_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 134px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462666233813164242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S89J_0j0YNI/AAAAAAAAAas/BbAjp26Ea50/s200/25300_390814082445_503082445_3809844_1954558_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S89KAEfhZII/AAAAAAAAAa0/jpdSC4ZzkGE/s1600/25300_390814087445_503082445_3809845_1447993_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462666238090110082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S89KAEfhZII/AAAAAAAAAa0/jpdSC4ZzkGE/s200/25300_390814087445_503082445_3809845_1447993_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S89KAn6gteI/AAAAAAAAAa8/nOXi8Lwu-Po/s1600/25300_390814102445_503082445_3809847_5679469_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 134px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462666247598552546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S89KAn6gteI/AAAAAAAAAa8/nOXi8Lwu-Po/s200/25300_390814102445_503082445_3809847_5679469_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S89KA_LImiI/AAAAAAAAAbE/hjIxif_4-GU/s1600/25300_390814112445_503082445_3809848_5275165_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462666253842291234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S89KA_LImiI/AAAAAAAAAbE/hjIxif_4-GU/s200/25300_390814112445_503082445_3809848_5275165_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you follow my blog, you know this past Sunday was the long anticipated first annual Cause for the Paws walk and silent auction to benefit Stray Rescue of St. Louis. To say it was a success would be an understatement. We had 100 people registered for the walk the day before the event, and an addition 85 people registered the morning of. There was so much support from St. Louis dog/animal lovers, it really filled my heart. I am so proud to have witnessed such love for animals, and cant wait to do it again. I'll show some of the great moments of the day. Silent Auction pictures to come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S89I_Gpn4zI/AAAAAAAAAak/6QjbT2dwiCE/s1600/25300_390814077445_503082445_3809843_3470356_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462665121977852722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S89I_Gpn4zI/AAAAAAAAAak/6QjbT2dwiCE/s200/25300_390814077445_503082445_3809843_3470356_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S89I-snfDzI/AAAAAAAAAac/ME21915PFnY/s1600/25300_390814072445_503082445_3809842_8136398_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462665114989563698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S89I-snfDzI/AAAAAAAAAac/ME21915PFnY/s200/25300_390814072445_503082445_3809842_8136398_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S89I-UB9w5I/AAAAAAAAAaU/kWgGOhN-UkQ/s1600/25300_390814067445_503082445_3809841_3876328_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462665108389741458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S89I-UB9w5I/AAAAAAAAAaU/kWgGOhN-UkQ/s200/25300_390814067445_503082445_3809841_3876328_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S89I-PuufpI/AAAAAAAAAaM/lnZ4HSM0TJE/s1600/25300_390814057445_503082445_3809840_5830653_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462665107235307154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S89I-PuufpI/AAAAAAAAAaM/lnZ4HSM0TJE/s200/25300_390814057445_503082445_3809840_5830653_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S89I9pPPLqI/AAAAAAAAAaE/tBRdUhMYwSg/s1600/25300_390814052445_503082445_3809839_1530790_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462665096902684322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S89I9pPPLqI/AAAAAAAAAaE/tBRdUhMYwSg/s200/25300_390814052445_503082445_3809839_1530790_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-2958843111145559164?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/2958843111145559164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=2958843111145559164' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/2958843111145559164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/2958843111145559164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2010/04/big-success.html' title='Big Success'/><author><name>AVB</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S89KkfrSy3I/AAAAAAAAAcM/72SHKAN9Cns/s72-c/25300_390814257445_503082445_3809870_1760951_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85885560356864818.post-1049537195384834297</id><published>2010-04-15T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T08:25:58.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IT'S HERE!</title><content type='html'>Holy Cow! Its been like 8 months in the making, and finally, our event to raise money for Stray Resuce of St. Louis is finally here. Well, Sunday. Nevertheless, this is really bigger than I thought it would be.  I'm worrying about every little detail, and hoping people arent expecting this huge, organized deal. Its a cluster-F but, they can deal with it.  Every dollar is going to Stray Rescue, so pardon me for not wanting to spend more money on tickets or junk. Who cares.  Plus, HI! I've had diarreah for a week straight. I'm ready for this to be over. Overall, its been fun. I dont know that I have the energy to deal with the "other" side of people again, or at least for a while!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope we raise a lot of money Sunday, and will be so excited when I can give it all to Stray Rescue!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-1049537195384834297?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/1049537195384834297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=1049537195384834297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/1049537195384834297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/1049537195384834297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-here.html' title='IT&apos;S HERE!'/><author><name>AVB</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-85885560356864818.post-8060451149791807995</id><published>2010-04-12T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T11:48:56.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Case You Were Wondering</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;What a Bulldog's vital signs looked like---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459324803155252338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S8Nq-9WMVHI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/nnuHGdrM_Gw/s320/Oscars+Vitals.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Good Dog, hold still!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-8060451149791807995?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/8060451149791807995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=8060451149791807995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/8060451149791807995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/8060451149791807995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2010/04/in-case-you-were-wondering.html' title='In Case You Were Wondering'/><author><name>AVB</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S8Nq-9WMVHI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/nnuHGdrM_Gw/s72-c/Oscars+Vitals.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85885560356864818.post-8847199815391600444</id><published>2010-04-05T11:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T11:27:39.555-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Practice with Camera</title><content type='html'>I've recently purchased a new camera, and have been going through a tutorial on how to take great pictures. check out how some came out, not so good and some ok. I'm learning---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S7oqqvhVspI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/OhzMyEB5Eu0/s1600/Too+Green.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456720812311949970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S7oqqvhVspI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/OhzMyEB5Eu0/s320/Too+Green.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This picture turned out way green. We were visiting petroglyphs, and it was a covered walkway. I had not adjusted the White Balance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S7oqqemU0WI/AAAAAAAAAZs/l2K6kfMCL8w/s1600/water+spoon.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456720807769461090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S7oqqemU0WI/AAAAAAAAAZs/l2K6kfMCL8w/s320/water+spoon.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Practing with Shutter speed.  Again, white balance was wrong-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S7oqqFksjbI/AAAAAAAAAZk/c_NBMRVttvo/s1600/Snot.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456720801051741618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S7oqqFksjbI/AAAAAAAAAZk/c_NBMRVttvo/s320/Snot.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snot at its perfection! Thanks oscar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S7oqpivo3sI/AAAAAAAAAZc/voyHF1-WG18/s1600/Lotty+in+Water.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456720791702396610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S7oqpivo3sI/AAAAAAAAAZc/voyHF1-WG18/s320/Lotty+in+Water.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little girl jumping through the creek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S7oqpCQAaHI/AAAAAAAAAZU/fQnWMUWcErM/s1600/Lotty+and+Mommy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456720782979786866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S7oqpCQAaHI/AAAAAAAAAZU/fQnWMUWcErM/s320/Lotty+and+Mommy.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little heavy on the fade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S7oqYWK3ZXI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uj6oKm5AEZ4/s1600/Wildflowers.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456720496269157746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S7oqYWK3ZXI/AAAAAAAAAZM/uj6oKm5AEZ4/s320/Wildflowers.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pretty neat flowers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S7oqX0Wvt4I/AAAAAAAAAZE/s9tjMvts5ZQ/s1600/Leaf.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456720487192180610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S7oqX0Wvt4I/AAAAAAAAAZE/s9tjMvts5ZQ/s320/Leaf.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S7oqXjFaH-I/AAAAAAAAAY8/aV0R2iSAZfE/s1600/Jerry.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456720482556059618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S7oqXjFaH-I/AAAAAAAAAY8/aV0R2iSAZfE/s320/Jerry.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Practings with aperature settings on our Knock Out rose bush, Jerry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S7oqXO8J9eI/AAAAAAAAAY0/nBAb9Pys08w/s1600/Canned+water.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456720477148542434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S7oqXO8J9eI/AAAAAAAAAY0/nBAb9Pys08w/s320/Canned+water.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S7oqW6yZtaI/AAAAAAAAAYs/62RrkQyWRhg/s1600/Biggy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456720471738922402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S7oqW6yZtaI/AAAAAAAAAYs/62RrkQyWRhg/s320/Biggy.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-8847199815391600444?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/8847199815391600444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=8847199815391600444' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/8847199815391600444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/8847199815391600444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2010/04/practice-with-camera.html' title='Practice with Camera'/><author><name>AVB</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S7oqqvhVspI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/OhzMyEB5Eu0/s72-c/Too+Green.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85885560356864818.post-8774176694918199724</id><published>2010-04-01T12:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T12:05:24.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's so Peeping Exciting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;...about these little bastards? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 132px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455246372757410946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S7TtrEJxlII/AAAAAAAAAYk/x4qZ7wv6HDU/s320/TraditionalPeeps.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The last time I ate one, they tasted like dryer lint. I know what dryer lint tastes like because I may have had some shoved in my face during a scuffle. ANYWHO!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fill me in.  As far as I can tell, these peeps are poop. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-8774176694918199724?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/8774176694918199724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=8774176694918199724' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/8774176694918199724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/8774176694918199724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2010/04/whats-so-peeping-exciting.html' title='What&apos;s so Peeping Exciting'/><author><name>AVB</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S7TtrEJxlII/AAAAAAAAAYk/x4qZ7wv6HDU/s72-c/TraditionalPeeps.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85885560356864818.post-2992484820840821794</id><published>2010-03-31T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T07:23:51.262-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's my Deal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I'm summarizing here because I totally lost my post!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Long story short: I'm not motivated to lose weight. I realized it this morning. I'm not trying hard-at all. In fact, I'd compare how hard I'm trying to lose weight to a republican's attempt at enlightening themselves to the details of the healthcare bill *booya*. I have a flipping wedding coming up in 7 months, and I need to order a dress in 2 months. I have got to get my ass motivated. But, i've spent the last 15 years of my life bouncing around between 68lbs and 140 lbs, and i'm exhausted. I'm tired of stressing about what I just ate, and working it off. At the end of the day, I enjoy a nice dinner and a glass of wine. That's all I ask for. So, if it means I need to make a few concessions (no more all out benders with friends, no more huge meals out on a tuesday because we dont want to cook). Suck it up and be a big girl and just DO IT. I can do it, and here's why:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm going to look so bang-able in my wedding dress! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 207px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454803510420067634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S7Na5FYkVTI/AAAAAAAAAYc/1ercio0hdLo/s320/big_girl-sexy+wedding+dress.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-2992484820840821794?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/2992484820840821794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=2992484820840821794' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/2992484820840821794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/2992484820840821794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2010/03/whats-my-deal.html' title='What&apos;s my Deal'/><author><name>AVB</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S7Na5FYkVTI/AAAAAAAAAYc/1ercio0hdLo/s72-c/big_girl-sexy+wedding+dress.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85885560356864818.post-8246546973432750405</id><published>2010-03-24T13:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T13:24:11.058-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Steps Forward, One Step Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S6p031brMbI/AAAAAAAAAYM/y3HM6Tjz51E/s1600/a-gallon-of-diet-coke-straight-to-the-dome.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 305px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452298801470190002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S6p031brMbI/AAAAAAAAAYM/y3HM6Tjz51E/s320/a-gallon-of-diet-coke-straight-to-the-dome.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its 3:08pm on Wednesday, and I'm still hungover. Its been a while since I actually drank a lot (I totally just lied, I drank a lot Thursday with friends celebrating engagement), and today I'm mildly retarded. I'm in a fog, and I cant get out of it. I've tried sudafed, because that usually zaps me awake, but not this time. I ate a really yummy salmon sandwich for lunch, and that too had minimal (for a very short time) effect. So, now I'm just suffering, counting down the hours until I see my nutritionist again. I really like the guy, but i have to say, i totally bombed last week. With the engagement, and celebration, I went pretty &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.barefootfoodie.com"&gt;balls&lt;/a&gt;. Every Wednesday I have to weigh myself, and today, well, +.5. I guess it isnt &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; bad. Considering, especially, my goal is 1lb/week, and the first week I lost 2. So, technically, I'm only .5 off. RIGHT? Nevertheless, I hope he doesnt weigh me tonight. That would not be good. Previously mentioned salmon sandwich couldnt have been that good for me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-8246546973432750405?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/8246546973432750405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=8246546973432750405' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/8246546973432750405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/8246546973432750405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2010/03/two-steps-forward-one-step-back.html' title='Two Steps Forward, One Step Back'/><author><name>AVB</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S6p031brMbI/AAAAAAAAAYM/y3HM6Tjz51E/s72-c/a-gallon-of-diet-coke-straight-to-the-dome.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85885560356864818.post-8838734623714512891</id><published>2010-03-19T12:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T12:51:23.039-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dust Settles</title><content type='html'>Oh Man.&lt;br /&gt;Things got hairy for a bit there.  But, discussions were had, and the dust is settling. Resume wedding planning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we are set for a November date, which is exciting. I like that time of year. Decorations are really sophisticated, and the colors are amazing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit: I think most wedding related decor is tacky. Big, white, fluffy, and toile. Yuck.  Welcome blogs. Wow! There are some seriously creative people out there working for themselves.  There is a world out there where people work for themselves, and value you as a customer. WOW! I am totally impressed with the work I am seing. Invitations are making me gitty. They are amazing!  I love creativity, especially when it comes at a fair price! YAHOO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-8838734623714512891?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/8838734623714512891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=8838734623714512891' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/8838734623714512891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/8838734623714512891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2010/03/dust-settles.html' title='The Dust Settles'/><author><name>AVB</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-85885560356864818.post-6261801553880177285</id><published>2010-03-17T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T18:06:14.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Planning Can Suck it-I'm going to Vegas</title><content type='html'>enough said.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-6261801553880177285?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/6261801553880177285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=6261801553880177285' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/6261801553880177285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/6261801553880177285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2010/03/wedding-planning-can-suck-it-im-going.html' title='Wedding Planning Can Suck it-I&apos;m going to Vegas'/><author><name>AVB</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-85885560356864818.post-4148038287577696999</id><published>2010-03-16T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T11:08:19.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spinster No More!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S5_GNDGf4FI/AAAAAAAAAX0/IhWJaueDVKc/s1600-h/spinster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449292001614749778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S5_GNDGf4FI/AAAAAAAAAX0/IhWJaueDVKc/s320/spinster.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And another one bites the dust. The big guy finally decided that society has enough spinsters, and Adriane will be one no longer. After 2.5 years of living in sin, he is going to make an honest woman out of me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the planning begins. If you know me, you know I am a TOTAL spaz when it comes to planning something for ME. I totally lose it. I should spare myself and just go to Sam's for immodium. Last night, I was up at 3:30 am wide awake. Instead of listening to the symphony of snores, I got out of bed and went running for an hour. I TOTALLY felt better, except by 11am I'd hit a wall, smack in the middle of a meeting. I think I yawned 30 times, in a row. Enough that my eyes were watering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449293482214457058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S5_HjOw-fuI/AAAAAAAAAYE/Brijc-ynnLw/s320/Ring+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho- I'm a little better now, nevermind, sleep deprived. Lots of planning ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449293472810992210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S5_HirvBAlI/AAAAAAAAAX8/Q1ba4uOpG3c/s320/Touch+Up+Ring.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-4148038287577696999?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/4148038287577696999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=4148038287577696999' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/4148038287577696999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/4148038287577696999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2010/03/spinster-no-more.html' title='Spinster No More!'/><author><name>AVB</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S5_GNDGf4FI/AAAAAAAAAX0/IhWJaueDVKc/s72-c/spinster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85885560356864818.post-5530416051067805703</id><published>2010-03-11T11:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T11:56:10.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TGI Hurry the F UP!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S5lKH2b7laI/AAAAAAAAAXs/-IparTR1jy4/s1600-h/Corky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 210px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447466723013531042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S5lKH2b7laI/AAAAAAAAAXs/-IparTR1jy4/s320/Corky.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is it Friday yet? NO? Hurry up already. While this week hasnt been particularly bad, its been annoying to say the least-from start to finish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday, out of the goodness of my heart (and the nice weather) i decided to walk our spoiled brat dogs; all at once. Walking a combination of about 130lbs at once is no easy feat. SO, when I saw our house in sight after a short while, i thought I was out of the woods. No no Nanette! Out of nowhere two dogs show up and Oscar and Charlotte went bOnkErS! Oscar took off, and took me with him. My legs flew out from under me, hurling me into the street, and cracking my cranium on the ground, leaving me with a lazy eye for a night (not sweet) two blackened eyes in the morning, and a stiff neck for two days. Sucks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuesday was supposed to be our "date night" and, against all rules, was cancelled. Why you ask!? SONsOFBITCHES AT&amp;amp;T strike again. What can I say? Their UVERSE is so tempting. Its like eating chocolate and drinking champage in the bathtub (at least, this is how john explains it to me so I understand the magnitude of greatness). So when I said, FINE, we can switch the internet but NOT the sattelite to them, he was very pleased (and willing to overlook all the grief we have had with them). To wind up this story, let me put it to you this way: after 3 days of not getting the new modem to work, 2 tech guys not showing up, and a cumulative of 4 hours of hold time, AT&amp;amp;T is getting their &lt;bashed&gt;modem (after a good 'Office Space' pounding by John) UPS'ed back to them with a gift from Oscar---of the turd variety. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jump ahead to today: I left the house without my glasses. I cant tell you why, because I am sure there is no logic to it, but not wearing my glasses during the day, I feel like I have downs syndrome. Its like I understand how Corky must have felt on Life Goes On. I cant function properly. Is it because one of my senses is comprimised? Nevertheless, it has me off. I forgot my glasses because, yet again, our puppy Charlotte has another Vahina infection, and I had to take her to the vet. Before you get all "oh, poor girl", listen: this bitch is so spoiled she cries if we dont let her into bed by 6am, and once she is in bed, she suddenly has rigormortis and stiffens up so there is no room to move. Not only that, the said infection causes her to pee quantities close to that of an elephant. And no, not only outside. ALL THE TIME! In the house, on my shoe, on the sofa- everywhere. So dont go getting emotional. She's fine. Plus, she got a badass e-collar that makes her look like a flower that hasn't bloomed yet. Its pretty rad- I'll post later. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-5530416051067805703?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/5530416051067805703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=5530416051067805703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/5530416051067805703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/5530416051067805703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2010/03/tgi-hurry-f-up.html' title='TGI Hurry the F UP!'/><author><name>AVB</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S5lKH2b7laI/AAAAAAAAAXs/-IparTR1jy4/s72-c/Corky.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85885560356864818.post-6215362296179301864</id><published>2010-03-08T07:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T07:45:57.099-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch Out Grandma!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S5Uai0bzMMI/AAAAAAAAAXk/69mYQ5gK-a4/s1600-h/older_driver.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446288509867602114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S5Uai0bzMMI/AAAAAAAAAXk/69mYQ5gK-a4/s320/older_driver.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;While I was in college, I "moonlighted" as a nanny to 18 month old twin boys. It required me to basically be their "mom" from 7am to 3pm most days, which entailed, driving them to do fun stuff. We used to go to the park, on snowy days, I'd take them to the germ infested indoor play areas at the mall, or we'd go do touristy things. Just to pass the time. All of this driving to and fro took place in a mini van. I didnt mind. I actually think I brought sexy-mini van back. Anyway. One thing I did learn, there is a mommy mini-van code. This code is, backing into your mini van isnt actually a fender-bender, its just me giving you the "what's up!". I learned this the hard way. Leaving the park in suburban denver, I was getting the boys strapped into their car seats when all the sudden, I'm knocked over in the mini van, and look up to see another mini van slowly pulling away and giving me the "wave" and see you later! WTF?!!! Well, I would soon get many more of these in the year that followed. After moving home to St. Louis, I started noticing how many mini van bumpers are inverted from all of these love taps...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this sunday, while watching my friend's daughter, in the parking lot of the park, while in my car, I'm eyeing the mini van's like a hawk. No ONE is going to give me a love tap! I drive an SUV!! I'm off limits. Just when I think we are free and clear, we leave the car to walk to the play ground. OH NO! I got thrown a curve ball! Apparently, Sunday is grandparents day!!! Walking into the park, behind the cars, an elderly woman is backing out of her spot. (the following happens over the period of 3 seconds)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Surely she sees me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm picking up speed out of the way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh my God, I dont think she sees me "HELLO!" (there is no where to go at this point, cars are everywhere, and they are mini vans being driven by GRANDPARENTS!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;HELLO LADY!!!!!!!!!!! (at this point, she's close enough, and I'm young enough that my balls are still pretty hefty) and she hasnt stopped, and she isnt even looking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I ROUND HOUSE KICK HER BUMPER! she stops. I give her the "what the fuck lady?" I go on my way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 for the babysitter 0 for the sunday grandma. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-6215362296179301864?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/6215362296179301864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=6215362296179301864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/6215362296179301864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/6215362296179301864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2010/03/watch-out-grandma.html' title='Watch Out Grandma!!!'/><author><name>AVB</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S5Uai0bzMMI/AAAAAAAAAXk/69mYQ5gK-a4/s72-c/older_driver.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85885560356864818.post-6805469119621288607</id><published>2010-03-05T07:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T07:37:49.945-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dont Bully ME!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S5ElLK6-glI/AAAAAAAAAXc/XkA1_-v4IrU/s1600-h/Bully.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 243px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445174298308149842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S5ElLK6-glI/AAAAAAAAAXc/XkA1_-v4IrU/s320/Bully.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As many people know, I've embarked on the VERY arduous task of forming a charity for the benefit of one of my favorite things---animals. The process of forming the charity was not only time consuming but expensive, but I am so proud to have done it, and wouldn't change a thing. My heart is going into everything I do, and I am so pleased with everything. We have an event coming up, which I've been whoring myself for donations and people to enter into the walk, etc. People have shown me their good side, for the most part, and I couldn't be happier...until last night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the sake of anonymity, I'll call the rogue emailer/facbook nazi "Mandy". I got an email last night at 12am from Mandy stating that she, and others, are not able to sign up for the walk or buy t-shirts because my link isn't right, and I'd better fix it because I'm losing money. She was such a bitter snatch in the email. Holy shit balls, I got fired UP! I had no idea where I possibly could have the link wrong, as I've pretty much entered into the walk and bought 1000 t-shirts to make sure everything worked seamlessly. So i double checked all of our fliers and made sure the links were all fine. I'm getting more and more pissed as I'm finding nothing wrong, all the while dropping C Bombs out loud. I finally went to bed still totally razzled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I woke up this morning and emailed her back to be more specific as to where he issue was. I then hopped on facebook's fan page for Cause for the Paws, and damned if that dumpster didn't tag the shit out of the page. "Change your link so people can actually register!" "Here is the right link". Back the fuck off lady. She declared Jihad on my friggin charity! Well, after looking a little further, deep in an event description, my webpage was labeled .me instead of .org. But Jesus, it wasn't a clickable link, and it took a crew of navy seals to find it. WTF? I think this creep went looking for reasons to be a bitch. Nevermind the fact that she registered at 10pm for the walk, and did her massacring at 12am. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The point of the story is this: Don't mess with my charity. Its the one thing where I don't totally lose my temper with people, so I'm taking to my blog to vent. And Mandy, you can suck it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-6805469119621288607?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/6805469119621288607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=6805469119621288607' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/6805469119621288607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/6805469119621288607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2010/03/dont-bully-me.html' title='Dont Bully ME!'/><author><name>AVB</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S5ElLK6-glI/AAAAAAAAAXc/XkA1_-v4IrU/s72-c/Bully.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85885560356864818.post-3390092023521595417</id><published>2010-03-01T11:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T12:07:44.255-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finding Myself Confused---yet again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;***Preface: I like lesbians! I'm not predjudice against them whatsoever. I'm simply not one***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was doing my daily internet scour of the latest news stories, the comings and goings in the banking/acquisiton industry, and as per usual, find myself easily distracted by the latest gossip. &lt;a href="http://blogs.ajc.com/radio-tv-talk/2010/03/01/kim-zolciak-dating-a-woman-or-big-papa-does-it-matter/?cxntlid=thbz_hm"&gt;This&lt;/a&gt; story caught my attention. I'll admit, I'm an addict over the &lt;a href="http://www.bravotv.com/the-real-housewives-of-orange-county"&gt;Real Housewives&lt;/a&gt; on Bravo (let's not confuse the matter, I'm an addict for the Real Housewives of Orange County, and even those bitches are getting on my nerves). So when I caught an episode of the Real Housewives of Atlanta...my head was spinning. That's an hour of crazy, and 90% of it is Kim Zolciak.  That woman claims to be my age---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 178px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443757322937640834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S4wccWUhJ4I/AAAAAAAAAXE/NtIZ5k26Vvs/s320/Hot+Mess.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yeah, I thought not either...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, if you watched that show, you'd know her "big poppa" was Quincy Jones. He remained anonymous on the show, but everyone pretty much knew/knows it was him. He was her claim to neaveau riche fame.  Oh yes, she is/was a hot mess....smoking long skinny cigarettes, drinking probably very expensive chardonnay all day long (which probably was REALLY sweet, suprised it wasnt pink) and wearing skirst that were way too short for her figure. ANYWAY...now, apparently she's a lesbian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does THAT work? I mean, dont get me wrong. I've thought before "if I was a lesbian, I'd hit that" about some women, but #1, I'm not #2 I talk shit- its what I do. But she's &lt;em&gt;actually hitting that!&lt;/em&gt; Huh?? If she really is a lesbian, how can someone go 30 years (lets face it, we're talking 40) pretending to be straight?  What really messes me up, is this is a common thing. Hello Lindsay Lohan, Hello Cynthia Nixon. What gives?  And its not like they are hooking up with hotties (lipstick lesbians?) No. They look like dudes! So why not have the real thing. The whole thing has me very confused, which isnt hard to accomplish. But, I am very curious about the matter. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-3390092023521595417?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/3390092023521595417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=3390092023521595417' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/3390092023521595417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/3390092023521595417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2010/03/finding-myself-confused-yet-again.html' title='Finding Myself Confused---yet again'/><author><name>AVB</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S4wccWUhJ4I/AAAAAAAAAXE/NtIZ5k26Vvs/s72-c/Hot+Mess.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85885560356864818.post-496744316799355089</id><published>2010-02-24T11:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T12:14:28.611-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pug Eye</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Happy &lt;cold&gt;Hump Day! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found myself waking up this morning from another night of sleeping under 12 blankets surrounded by dogs. How are these dogs managing to be so sneaky as to climb into bed without me or John waking up? Seriously, they are a combined 120 lbs--- not to mention the snoring alone could wake a hibernating bear. Nevertheless, i woke up, and it was COLD! 12 degrees outside and I think to myself, "is today the day that my headaches stop?" I felt a little better; at least, I didnt wake up feeling like I'd been wacked in the head with a cast iron skillet in some sort of cartoon blooper. So, it was going well---until I got into my car, and drove to work. Suddenly I was reminded of an article I read about flat-snouted dogs, such as Pugs, who are predisposed to eyes popping out. I thought my left eye was seriously going to pop out of my head and land on the dash board. So by the time I got to work, my left eye was carrying some major baggage. Things were'nt looking good. But, I fought through. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                           &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S4WFXhxbIkI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4YUzds42glc/s1600-h/Dog+Collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 146px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441902363996267074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S4WFXhxbIkI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4YUzds42glc/s320/Dog+Collage.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been doing yoga in the evenings-which helps me fall into a nice deep slumber. However, I find myself quietly excusing myself from whatever it is John and I are doing, and retreating into our bedroom, and as cooly as I can closing the door behind me; like i'm escaping from being held hostage. Why you ask?  Have I mentioned my boyfriend has an affliction that prevents him from maintaining silence for more than 1 minute? It really makes him uncomfortable.  Once, while reading in bed, he came into our room, clearly saw me deep in my book, and just laid down and started talking away.  And I'm not talking like, engaging me in conversation, he was just talking. It didnt matter wether I was there or not, he would have talked to the bed.  I really think he is uncomfortable with silence.  I bet him one time he couldnt go 10 minutes, during a tv show, without talking.  We timed him, and I'm not kidding, his face turned red at about minute 8. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the yoga- so i'm doing my yoga in our room, its about 10 pm- the lights are dim, and its really peaceful in the room. I hear him and the dogs making their way down the hall to get into bed. He opens the door and sees an ultra quiet, serene situation, and immediately its like word vomit.  After 2.5 years together, I've learned to just laugh, and shrug it off. But during yoga? So I ask "please! just 10 minutes, ok? can this wait?". He obliges.  What does he do? Goes to the bathroom (which is in our bedroom, right next to me) and sings to himself.   This is not uncommon, as he usually sings to himself in the morning while performing his morning constitutional---that's another post. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damn, I love that man. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-496744316799355089?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/496744316799355089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=496744316799355089' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/496744316799355089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/496744316799355089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2010/02/pug-eye.html' title='Pug Eye'/><author><name>AVB</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S4WFXhxbIkI/AAAAAAAAAW8/4YUzds42glc/s72-c/Dog+Collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85885560356864818.post-509814799717616353</id><published>2010-02-23T10:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T10:28:58.097-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Obsessions</title><content type='html'>For those of you who know &lt;em&gt;me, &lt;/em&gt;the &lt;em&gt;real &lt;/em&gt;me, you know I have a few obessessions (addictions, whatever), one of them is blogs.  I love reading blogs of people who know how to write, and by this I mean, really express emotion, and their personality.  So when i came across this &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.barefootfoodie.com"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;, I felt a "shift" in my blogging was about to begin. I know what I'm capable of, but this chick, amazing.  Seriously, who describes something amazing as "balls"!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example:  "we tried out a new restaraunt and it was balls!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that! Also, I love shock value. Howard Stern has been outdone.  Describing how one uses a "no smoking" sign from a flight across country as a pseudo-pad in her undies is considered shocking. And I love it!  I salavate when I see my google reader has a new post from her.  So, in the midst of my new fascination, I shall attempt to post, with better detail (but not too much better, as I fear a co-worker may find this blog, bleh) the comings and goings of life that is US! (me, john, charlotte, ben, oscar, Cause for the Paws), etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, so in case you forgot, a while back I was having some MAJOR issues with AT&amp;amp;T and our iphone. Aside from their service sucking, and having to make any calls on our back porch, as all Cell towers in Ballwin were in poor condition, the cost of service per month was costing me OVER $250.  Plus, following each bill was always a notice of our service being cut off for non payment. Something was totally fucked.  I called everyone I could imagine, and even used our work database for the "big wigs" phone number.  And FYI, the higher up they are in the company, the dumber they are.  John's uncle Mark finally caught wind of my problems and came to the rescue, and offered to piggy back us on to his office's plan, and put us in touch with their customer service rep. Big Mistake. This guy was a bigger dick than anyone I had already spoken to.  After 3 weeks of trying to get in touch with him, John finally emailed him and gave him a peice of his mind- and copied fun Uncle (lawyer) Mark.  Well, here we are, a couple weeks later, with a nice $500 credit on our account from a "class action" suit in the wind.  Nevermind the class action suite, but HFS! Our bill is 3 pages of credits on our account!  Assholes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway- so the few weeks of dealing with that, and past issues with my bank, charlotte's broken leg, etc, I've been left with a blistering tension headache for the past week. I sort of hit my "f this" moment sunday when I was in bed all day, doped up on muscle relaxants. John's never really seen me look so pathetic, as I usually never feel totally sick enough not to work out...Sunday, i did not feel balls.  So he promised a full body massage Monday night.  Holy crap, i wanted it too! Our regular massage lady is in Mexico (and sort of a stressing-type person, so i never really leave de-stressed), and I just needed the rub down. I came home, had a quick run, sat in a hot bath, had my pitiful veggie dinner, and stood in front of john, just to show I was ready.  So, we went into our bedroom, and I lay on the bed ready to go. He started massaging my shoulders and my back and it felt great. He talked the entire time, which is par for the course with him, but I zoned out.  Next thing I know- he's flying off my back and running out the door.  Apparently, I zoned out so much I farted on him while he was sitting on my back.  Oops!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I'm nice and sore today, and not as tense! Thanks babe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-509814799717616353?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/509814799717616353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=509814799717616353' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/509814799717616353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/509814799717616353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2010/02/obsessions.html' title='Obsessions'/><author><name>AVB</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-85885560356864818.post-7231388333698954920</id><published>2010-02-22T11:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T11:21:28.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weeklong Headache</title><content type='html'>Its going on day 7 of this awful tension headache. I thought it was my sinuses, until I looked online at my symptoms, and it looks like its a tension headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so bad yesterday I couldnt stay to watch Bailey, but thankfully, Steph's mom was available to come over.  I got good and drugged up, and basically slept from noon-5, then 7-6 this morning. I woke up feeling rested, but achy. My neck is tender, and my head is mildly achy. So, better than yesterday. I think a massage would do the trick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diet is almost done. 6 more official days to go. I've lost some weight, well, basically back to where I was before I packed on the pounds. So, from here, I have weight to lose, but plan to be strict during the week, and chill out a bit during the weekends. I've missed my weekends, and think working hard during the week should be rewarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://causeforthepaws.org/Cause_for_the_Paws/Welcome.html"&gt;Cause for the Paws&lt;/a&gt; is really coming along. Since we've been added to &lt;a href="http://www.strayrescue.org/content/cause-paws"&gt;Stray Rescue's website&lt;/a&gt;, we've had lots of walk entrants, and a couple T-shirt sales!  We are so thrilled, and I'm feeling much more positive about people coming through for the sake of dogs. I spent a little time saturday walking through our neighborhood and putting fliers on mailboxes. I got a few entries, and an annual membership, which I love that!! It really helps us to continue spreading the word of our organization, and raise money for dog shelters!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-7231388333698954920?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/7231388333698954920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=7231388333698954920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/7231388333698954920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/7231388333698954920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2010/02/weeklong-headache.html' title='Weeklong Headache'/><author><name>AVB</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-85885560356864818.post-1438800948876390887</id><published>2010-02-18T13:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T13:29:30.601-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BLING!</title><content type='html'>John and I both stayed home sick from work yesterday (well, at least one of us was under the weather).  I am not sure what's going on, but this winter has been excrutiating on my sinuses. I've got a constant headache, which then leads to nausea. Yuck. Never fear! The cure for a headache is jewlery shopping, and that we did! A very productive day was had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got our first sponsor payment in the mail and I couldnt be more excited! Finally, we can order t-shirts, and start FILLING orders.  Tonight, we are taking the dogs on a walk through the neighborhood and puting fliers on mailboxes.  Dont worry, if you pay, this is legal. Oh, and I've registered and paid. Ugh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad the weekend is almost here. This has been a really long week for some reason.  Friday I'll be babysitting a family I always love to watch, saturday I'm having dinner with John's mom's side of the family, and Sunday, I get to watch the cutest little thing ever! Little miss &lt;a href="http://www.thebiermannblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bailey &lt;/a&gt;is the cutest little girl, and is so entertaining. So, this weekend is full, but fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-1438800948876390887?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/1438800948876390887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=1438800948876390887' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/1438800948876390887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/1438800948876390887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2010/02/bling.html' title='BLING!'/><author><name>AVB</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-85885560356864818.post-3538057151039200870</id><published>2010-02-16T10:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T10:54:39.768-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slowing to a Crawl</title><content type='html'>Ok, I'm tired. I'm starting to feel ready to eat real food again, kinda sorta, but not really? I'm making progress, so that's inspirational!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks ago, before this dreaded cleanse, a bunch of girls took our friend &lt;a href="http://www.thebiermannblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;Steph&lt;/a&gt; to some Missouri wineries.  I managed to snap 3 rolls of film, and had two already used rolls containing I'm not sure what. So, I finally took them in last night, and will pick them up this week. I'm pretty excited. My dad gave me his old 35mm film camera to play with. I cant wait to get these puppies back and photoshop the hell out of some. Maybe a photo album is in order.&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-3538057151039200870?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/3538057151039200870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=3538057151039200870' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/3538057151039200870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/3538057151039200870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2010/02/slowing-to-crawl.html' title='Slowing to a Crawl'/><author><name>AVB</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-85885560356864818.post-5096546184393901548</id><published>2010-02-15T09:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T09:48:47.808-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For Roxy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S3mI0UHYHUI/AAAAAAAAAWA/AbaOtpjHiAY/s1600-h/John+as+Ed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438528457360809282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S3mI0UHYHUI/AAAAAAAAAWA/AbaOtpjHiAY/s320/John+as+Ed.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; John on the left (hubba hubba)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S3mI0EhNZOI/AAAAAAAAAV4/5dNayZ6KIuE/s1600-h/ed_norton.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 165px; HEIGHT: 231px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438528453174191330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S3mI0EhNZOI/AAAAAAAAAV4/5dNayZ6KIuE/s320/ed_norton.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (ed here, hubba hubba)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because I totally understand. A little obsession is ok, as long as they look just like your signifigent other. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-5096546184393901548?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/5096546184393901548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=5096546184393901548' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/5096546184393901548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/5096546184393901548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2010/02/for-roxy.html' title='For Roxy'/><author><name>AVB</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S3mI0UHYHUI/AAAAAAAAAWA/AbaOtpjHiAY/s72-c/John+as+Ed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85885560356864818.post-652733923746461579</id><published>2010-02-12T12:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T12:47:32.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'>House sitting, Day 12 and No Night sweats!</title><content type='html'>Last night I slept at my parents house. I'm house sitting while they are away. Coming from a house with three dogs and a big talkative guy, to a big house with two dogs and no talking, its certainly lonely. After about an hour, I was begging john to come over with the dogs. It was just too quiet. Well, he didnt, so I went to bed. Anyhow. I woke up with a really achy body (thanks madame monthly) so I was totally disheveled. Not only that, i was starving, and had like no healthy food, so went to work with an apple for breakfast. Yes, its day 12 eating like a bird. I'm feeling good, I think. John and I are celebrating Valentine's Day on March 6th so we both can enjoy the day together. My parents are spending Valentine's in San Fran with my sister, enjoying the wineries with out me. Oh, its fine. I opted to do this instead:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S3W90ICP5kI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9ortcq39tUo/s1600-h/Crazy+Van+Bokkelens.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 392px; HEIGHT: 255px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437460828327503426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S3W90ICP5kI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9ortcq39tUo/s320/Crazy+Van+Bokkelens.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh, and one other thing. In case you might remember me speaking about a "sponsor" I've been having issues collecting their promise money from? Sweat no longer over it I do.  Lets just say, we got an "anonymous" check to make things right.  Holla!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-652733923746461579?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/652733923746461579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=652733923746461579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/652733923746461579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/652733923746461579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2010/02/house-sitting-day-12-and-no-night.html' title='House sitting, Day 12 and No Night sweats!'/><author><name>AVB</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S3W90ICP5kI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9ortcq39tUo/s72-c/Crazy+Van+Bokkelens.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85885560356864818.post-5736505823804392654</id><published>2010-02-09T08:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T08:26:33.888-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 9 and February is looking good!</title><content type='html'>Still on the diet, and things are pretty great! I'm much more used to eating the same thing, and have a nice routine, so I think i can do this for 19 more days. Not bad at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Charlotte is a healed baby!  Two nights ago, she tore off her new green cast, which was a big indicator she was ready to have it off.  Before, she really left it alone, but she wanted that sucker off, so it was a good sing. This morning she was due for her final exam, and I was so worried this was going to cost me mucho deneiro. But, due to the snow, Dr. Laves (charlotte's FAV vet) called and said, due to the snow, they werent going to open, but upon her last visit, he felt confident she was just fine---no visit necessary! Wahooo!!!! $0!  So, not only is she up and running, but it cost me $0! And, top that off, she got her DNA test, and she is a plethera of genius! in order of majority dna type: Boston Terrier; Brittany Spaniel; Bulldog; Boxer; Bull Terrier.  She is so awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention we got a treadmill at the house? Oh how i've missed having one, and I think its just great. I love driving home from work not feeling rushed to get home, change, then head back out the door to the gym! I love getting home, playing with the dogs, puting their beds next to the TM and running with them watching. I love it!  We have a whole weight set, so I seriously get a great workout while hanging with my favorite kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause for the Paws is coming along. We are having a bit of a problem getting funds from a sponsor, but I'm sure it'll all work out in our favor. Also, we got an awesome sponsor/donor this weekend, &lt;a href="http://www.elitefootball.net/"&gt;Elite Football Academy&lt;/a&gt;! We are so excited! Check them out....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-5736505823804392654?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/5736505823804392654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=5736505823804392654' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/5736505823804392654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/5736505823804392654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2010/02/day-9-and-february-is-looking-good.html' title='Day 9 and February is looking good!'/><author><name>AVB</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-85885560356864818.post-5876900695453876771</id><published>2010-02-05T13:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T13:11:46.965-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.picnik.com"&gt;Picnik&lt;/a&gt;. Check it out. Definetly pay to upgrade. Its totally worth it! I created this! Apparently, I have been rather mean to this abundance of pudge. Its rather difficult to stay nice when he's a big bag of blub trying to be on top of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S2yJPc8otZI/AAAAAAAAAVo/v2VzqesJIss/s1600-h/Ode+to+Oscar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434869748890908050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S2yJPc8otZI/AAAAAAAAAVo/v2VzqesJIss/s320/Ode+to+Oscar.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-5876900695453876771?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/5876900695453876771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=5876900695453876771' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/5876900695453876771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/5876900695453876771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-love.html' title='I love'/><author><name>AVB</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S2yJPc8otZI/AAAAAAAAAVo/v2VzqesJIss/s72-c/Ode+to+Oscar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85885560356864818.post-3388896165017994245</id><published>2010-02-04T14:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T14:16:37.225-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Over the Hump!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S2tGj8xZv4I/AAAAAAAAAVg/3GVW2pZrCOc/s1600-h/charlotte+cast.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434514958775336834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S2tGj8xZv4I/AAAAAAAAAVg/3GVW2pZrCOc/s320/charlotte+cast.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The hunger pangs have sufficed, for now. I was at the gym with my friend Kim last night, and we were chuckling about how we are always hungry, even after we shovel anything and everything into our bodies. We came to the conclusion that we have to take control back, and our bodies are little monsters. So, for three days, i ate like a bird, and suffered through the hungers pains, and yes, mild lethargy. WEll, I'm back on top! Energy is back, and I think I'm over that hump. Hopefully I'll be good for the next 24 days! Ack. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night, Charlotte's cast slipped down her leg. It formed sort of a long foot. So, we made the decision to take it off, and replace with an Ace bandage until her next X-ray on TUesday. Well, damnit if the minute we took that thing off, her paw swelled to the size of a baseball, and her pads looked like they were about to burst from the pressure. They looked raw, and she looked miserable. I panicked, of course. I call the animal hospital who said to give her benadryl, put the e-collar on her, and confine her. Well, confinement means my lap, so she laid there about an hour with an ice pack on her foot. We decided to wait until morning and drop her at the vet. Of course my mind starts going about the cost, and worrying that it was going to cost a fortune, or worse, she'll need surgery. Well! I love you February! $55 dollars later, and a spiffy new cast, she's all set! Wahoo! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm starting to feel like Schnucks are being deadbeats about their sponsor promise. This is really upsetting, especially since everyone tells me to call them and get the what's up. I"ve been email harrassing the guy, with no response. Any suggestions what to do?  That money is so important to us, I really dont want to lose it, but at what point do i just walk away?  So, in a panic, i emailed every media publication pleading for advertising. I've snagged one so far at St. Charles Street Scape, online at Ladue News (waiting for print confirmation) and waiting to hear back from the rest. Cross your fingers !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-3388896165017994245?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/3388896165017994245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=3388896165017994245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/3388896165017994245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/3388896165017994245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2010/02/over-hump.html' title='Over the Hump!'/><author><name>AVB</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S2tGj8xZv4I/AAAAAAAAAVg/3GVW2pZrCOc/s72-c/charlotte+cast.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85885560356864818.post-7306159494505438827</id><published>2010-02-03T12:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T12:51:59.401-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hunger Pangs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S2nhs_rN7-I/AAAAAAAAAVY/gxohVxKb1Fo/s1600-h/fat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 270px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434122588522409954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S2nhs_rN7-I/AAAAAAAAAVY/gxohVxKb1Fo/s320/fat.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;FOR REAL. I'm hungry. Its only been 3 days, and man I'm hungry. But, I'm not listening. Here's why. I'm friggin ALWAYS hungry. People say, "eat 5-6 mini meals a day and revvvvv up your metabolism". I dont buy it. My metabolism is already soooo slow (like, not natural slow), so I'm just convinced I have to eat like a bird. I think the past 30 years, my body has been lying to me, and playing a little "trickery" on me. It tells me "eat, I'm hungry", so i do, and WHAM! Pudge. So, I'm taking the driver's seat back. I can do it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And another thing, to add to my positive February. If you read my post from yesterday about Cause for the Paws slowing down, my kick-ass cousin Kate totally donated $175! She's amazing!  Thank you Katie!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-7306159494505438827?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/7306159494505438827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=7306159494505438827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/7306159494505438827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/7306159494505438827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2010/02/hunger-pangs.html' title='Hunger Pangs'/><author><name>AVB</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S2nhs_rN7-I/AAAAAAAAAVY/gxohVxKb1Fo/s72-c/fat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85885560356864818.post-9030718905120752341</id><published>2010-02-02T09:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T09:53:16.907-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2: Hungry</title><content type='html'>Day two. I have to admit, feeling really good, hunger pangs aside.  I am wizzing like a race horse, and totally full of energy.  So far so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.causeforthepaws.org"&gt;Cause for the Paws&lt;/a&gt; has disappointingly slowed down. Where are all the people who promised to donate to sign up/donate? Sort of heartbreaking, but it just means I have to step up my efforts. You wont see me, however, showing sick, injured dogs to get money. I'll be creative and make it happen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Treadmill is home! Cant wait, going to run tonight.  But first, I'm going to hook up the cable in the basement, and I know John's going to get mad! Tee hee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-9030718905120752341?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/9030718905120752341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=9030718905120752341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/9030718905120752341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/9030718905120752341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2010/02/day-2-hungry.html' title='Day 2: Hungry'/><author><name>AVB</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-85885560356864818.post-1669784009015662605</id><published>2010-02-01T10:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T10:22:49.541-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HelloFebruary!</title><content type='html'>Where the heck have you been?? Nevermind, I'm just glad you are here, as you are my "monday" on my road to mental/physical health.  Today, February 1, is the start to the road to Wellville! I will document (try my best) my trek back to the land of the sane, and the home of the physically fit.  My bottom grew enough, and it currently has its own zip code.  This must end.&lt;br /&gt;So, up for a challenge, I have decided to mingle a few detox/cleanse style programs into one Adriane-esq program.  I am combining the &lt;a href="http://mvdietdetox.com/"&gt;Martha's Vineyard Diet&lt;/a&gt; by Dr. Roni DeLuz with &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Clean-Revolutionary-Program-Restore-Natural/dp/0061735329"&gt;Clean&lt;/a&gt; by Alejandro Junger, and a few additions of my own. I'm going to stay as "raw" as I can, by incorporating only protein shakes, juicing, and fruit and veggie salads. I'm going to give this all of february.  Oh, no booze, whatsoever.  Why is it the moment I have a SIP of wine, my ass swells up? Hmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, because we officially are going to be the new owners of a treadmill, I fully expect myself to clock in a good amount of miles.  I'm kicking my butt back into shape.  This isnt supposed to be easy, right? Nope, but I trust I can do it.  But I'm not going to kid myself to think I wont be downing diet cokes like it's crack.  That I have to keep in my diet.  At least one vice, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last weekend in January was actually pretty fun! Friday we had another couple over to cook the pheasant John shot while hunting. One bite was enough for me. Saturday, a bunch of girls went out to the Missouri wineries (i cringe writing this, but, they are actually fun, while the wine is eh) for &lt;a href="http://thebiermannblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;Stephani's &lt;/a&gt;30th birthday. We had a blast, and I gave my liver one last kick in the balls.  Sunday, I did a bunch of cleaning, walked the (non gimpy) dogs, and went out to dinner with john. GOod time. We watched the &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0898367/"&gt;Road&lt;/a&gt; and I encourage you NOT to do the same. Disgusting, horrific, and soooooo depressing. I had to walk away from it 1 hour in.  While the movie was well done, it was a depressing topic, and was way too graphic for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm counting down the days until Charlotte's cast comes off (8!!) and our little "thumper" can play again. She is such a trooper, and gives the Pit Bull such a good name. OH! We did send away her DNA (spit) to be tested to see what all she is mixed with. I expect it back end of the week, or next. Cant wait! Another bonus already in February!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;Adriane (amy poehler)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-1669784009015662605?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/1669784009015662605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=1669784009015662605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/1669784009015662605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/1669784009015662605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2010/02/hellofebruary.html' title='HelloFebruary!'/><author><name>AVB</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-85885560356864818.post-4352364613225787654</id><published>2010-01-29T13:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T13:30:28.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never Fear----One cannot hang one's self with Shoelaces</title><content type='html'>Ok, I'll admit, I was a little melodramatic on my last post.  I promise not to attempt to hang myself with my shoe laces.  However, this has been an extradorniarly shitty month.  Not only is it shitty, but its going really slow.  And, just to give me one last kick while I'm down (only 2 more days until Feb!), one of our sponsors just told me I probably wont get their payment for another 90 days.  Its a little defeating, especially since the event is actually 108 days away.  Hmpf.  I just need to appreciate that we are getting donations, and beg for more in the meantime: Click &lt;a href="https://www.paypal.com/us/cgi-bin/webscr?cmd=_flow&amp;amp;SESSION=q_aw6-hSjha5Uzjx_WboEt42_nbdPpIwP2jmhwPD-qMAaYNv5ggeAJm1GQq&amp;amp;dispatch=5885d80a13c0db1fc53a056acd1538879f614231735d88db02692aa5ce177198"&gt;HERE!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho. February starts a new me. A new attitude towards my friends and families, for helping see me through this enormous mound of shit.   So, to get started, here are some things I am thankful for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm pretty healthy- *knock on wood* my stomach hasnt been this normal in at least 10 years&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Charlotte's leg appears to be healing. We wont know until the 8th, but I'm guessing she wont need surgery! (squeeeel!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;GOOD chance we are getting a "donated" treadmill in our basement---thanks Aunt Patty *again, with the knocking*&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Finances have a much more positive outlook---&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have some really fun goals set: juicing, organic gardening, home composting, photography, helping plan a fun wedding!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My friends and family really are amazing.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My boyfriend has the most patience of anyone, and would honestly do anything to keep me happy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;xoxo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;avb&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-4352364613225787654?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/4352364613225787654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=4352364613225787654' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/4352364613225787654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/4352364613225787654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2010/01/never-fear-one-cannot-hang-ones-self.html' title='Never Fear----One cannot hang one&apos;s self with Shoelaces'/><author><name>AVB</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-85885560356864818.post-7180146204319925099</id><published>2010-01-27T12:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T12:33:15.072-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly.</title><content type='html'>I was bouncing around on a few blogs today looking for Birthday inspiration, and came accross a blog I occassionally visit &lt;a href="http://remembermoments0823.blogspot.com/"&gt;Someday I'll Get there&lt;/a&gt; as i think her cynical writing is refreshing, and all too familiar. So, its near the end of the month, and I've made a personal resolution to change my crappy attitude in February. However, there are a full 3 days left, and some change, so I'm taking this opportunity for some good, bad, and ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good: Our puppy charlotte's broken leg is clearly healing as she is walking on it for the most part, so we picked up Ben from my parents after a long weekend with his cousin Stink face (dogs)&lt;br /&gt;Bad: Has to keep the cast on for another week and a half, and get more X-rays to make sure she doesnt need surgery ($$$)&lt;br /&gt;Ugly: Aforementioned Ben has not reacted well to his return home; crapped on guest bed and bit my finger ripping off my cuticle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good: New Years resolution to budget and save money.  Decided to open new checking account at commerce bank for said resolution. Love my banker, love the bank!&lt;br /&gt;Bad: Current account charged $450 in NSF fees when health insurance and one other automatic withdrawl tried unsuccesfully 8 times to withdrawl funds. One would think the bank would not allow this: silly me, they do.&lt;br /&gt;Ugly: New bank cannot open account as this is a ding against me for 30 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good: Bought a juicer with Christmas Gift card to juice a meal a day to get my RDA of veggies and fruits. So far so good...&lt;br /&gt;Bad: No funds make purchase of fruits and veggies very tricky&lt;br /&gt;Ugly: Eating Chardonnay instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could go on here, but this is making me a little depressed. So, instead, I'll leave here hoping you'll wish my new attitude good luck.  I know John's hoping for a change. He's had to remove all sharp objects and shoes laces from the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way- I took a chance and wrote an email to Cesar Milan about Ben. Let you know what happens!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-7180146204319925099?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/7180146204319925099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=7180146204319925099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/7180146204319925099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/7180146204319925099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2010/01/good-bad-and-ugly.html' title='The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly.'/><author><name>AVB</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-85885560356864818.post-4955949179057413986</id><published>2010-01-20T12:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T13:10:05.857-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 months to go!</title><content type='html'>It seems like just yesterday John and I realized there was more two smart animal lovers could do. And our event has grown to be really more than i thought. This is a non-stop event, but i am so happy to be doing it. Our event is April 18th, and I really hope you can make it...please take a second and sign up for the walk. Kids and dogs walk free.  &lt;a href="http://www.eventsbot.com/events/eb321575272"&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt; to sign up.  All entry fees will go directly to stray rescue after the event. Please, tell your friends, and spread the word. If you cant donate money, can you donate goods to auction off? Your participation is so appreciated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, charlotte is still "lame" according to her vet and gimping around in her hot pink cast. I have a broken finger, dont ask how, and have a severe case of the funks, if you cant tell from previous posts. I sure am having a hard time staying positive. But,  doing good for doggies makes it much easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more note here, and I'll get off my soap box.  What, &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt;, has become of Americans? Who ever would have thought one day, someone would think it excuseable to say to a fellow American "why do you think your health problems need to be my problem? Because of your bad decisions, why should I have to pay your healthcare?"  Is American really that out of touch? Does everyone really think because someone cant afford healthcare they are a poverty stricken drug addict? My friend in Utah has 3 children, 1 on the way, a beautiful home, lovely husband, and a great job that just so happens to NOT provide benefits. Therefore, she is without healthcare.  How does one assume she has made a bad decision?  There is a major glitch in our current system called pre-existing condition; you know what it is: You have and you're screwed.   Where did the "i'm not helping you" come from? What ever happened to love thy neighbor?  I hate that people I socialize with have this ignorant mentality.  I'd rather pay a higher tax rate to ensure everyone is treated, taken care of, and prevent illness, than watch my neighbor fall sick while I am sitting pretty.  I dunno. That's just me. And you know who YOU are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-4955949179057413986?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/4955949179057413986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=4955949179057413986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/4955949179057413986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/4955949179057413986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2010/01/3-months-to-go.html' title='3 months to go!'/><author><name>AVB</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-85885560356864818.post-8768707450306181788</id><published>2010-01-19T12:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T13:00:22.655-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010- you suck.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S1YdWtnzSgI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/wkWrz80vWio/s1600-h/Leg+first.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428558676882573826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S1YdWtnzSgI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/wkWrz80vWio/s320/Leg+first.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S1YdWRrepKI/AAAAAAAAAVI/lF0yVB10HEs/s1600-h/Fog.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428558669381805218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S1YdWRrepKI/AAAAAAAAAVI/lF0yVB10HEs/s320/Fog.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S1YdWOmcYaI/AAAAAAAAAVA/JDP6t4cjxQg/s1600-h/Charlotte+Leg.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428558668555379106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S1YdWOmcYaI/AAAAAAAAAVA/JDP6t4cjxQg/s320/Charlotte+Leg.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So far. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm getting bent over hard by bank fees for something that isnt my fault (i mean, if you had to place blame, i would take it, but i dont want to)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The weather has either been 10 or 40 and foggy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have ZILCH for money.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And my puppy broke her leg. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Suck it 2010. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-8768707450306181788?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/8768707450306181788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=8768707450306181788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/8768707450306181788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/8768707450306181788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010-you-suck.html' title='2010- you suck.'/><author><name>AVB</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S1YdWtnzSgI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/wkWrz80vWio/s72-c/Leg+first.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85885560356864818.post-4980169452472116195</id><published>2010-01-12T11:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T12:05:56.748-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Near Completion, and updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S0zUoH4jX0I/AAAAAAAAAUw/LPchEMpVhQI/s1600-h/kitchen3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425945436850708290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S0zUoH4jX0I/AAAAAAAAAUw/LPchEMpVhQI/s320/kitchen3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S0zUoK6IrUI/AAAAAAAAAUo/oKo5etM11CA/s1600-h/kitchen+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425945437662653762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S0zUoK6IrUI/AAAAAAAAAUo/oKo5etM11CA/s320/kitchen+2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S0zUn7asHnI/AAAAAAAAAUg/dbWjnrAYToU/s1600-h/kitcheb.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425945433504226930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S0zUn7asHnI/AAAAAAAAAUg/dbWjnrAYToU/s320/kitcheb.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S0zUnWIRtKI/AAAAAAAAAUY/i5Nki0WJOd4/s1600-h/Chalk+door.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425945423494886562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S0zUnWIRtKI/AAAAAAAAAUY/i5Nki0WJOd4/s320/Chalk+door.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY! The backsplash is complete. That was a total pain in the rear, but we are really happy with the outcome.  It was acutally easier than I planned. The hardest part is dealing with the mentally retarded people at the showroom.  I dont recall bullnose on 3" side meaning anything other than that. Anyway.  Now our kitchen its totally bright, and its getting on my dark nerves.  So, I did a rather trendy thing and chalk boarded our pantry door. Its sort of fun, but i actually like that there is somethig dark in our kitchen. I thought it would be fun for any itty bitty friends to come over and play with chalk.  We are getting dark counters next month (well, black) and I think that will be the perfect balance. Our kitchen has gone from a hodgepodge "fliphouse" to a service kitchen, sort of turn of the century-esque! LOVING. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some great news with Cause for the Paws. Schnucks and Anheuser Busch are officially on board, just awaiting sponsor money.  I'll be ordering T-shirts once we get it, so spread the word!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-4980169452472116195?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/4980169452472116195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=4980169452472116195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/4980169452472116195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/4980169452472116195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2010/01/near-completion-and-updates.html' title='Near Completion, and updates'/><author><name>AVB</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S0zUoH4jX0I/AAAAAAAAAUw/LPchEMpVhQI/s72-c/kitchen3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85885560356864818.post-7783324255937032861</id><published>2010-01-05T13:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T13:19:37.827-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretty Backsplash, UGLY countertops</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S0OsX-Tdg9I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/G0WJ7YUo28Y/s1600-h/Backsplash+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423367904145802194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S0OsX-Tdg9I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/G0WJ7YUo28Y/s320/Backsplash+3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S0OsXhKrceI/AAAAAAAAAUI/L582GI7vedg/s1600-h/Backsplash+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423367896324338146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S0OsXhKrceI/AAAAAAAAAUI/L582GI7vedg/s320/Backsplash+2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S0OsXTC4obI/AAAAAAAAAUA/eHpvxR7A4N8/s1600-h/Backsplash+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423367892533551538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S0OsXTC4obI/AAAAAAAAAUA/eHpvxR7A4N8/s320/Backsplash+1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, some minor adjustments were made in the process. We lowered the overall height of the backsplash, but did not adjust the thickness of the mosaic. So, i think it looks a little TOO chunky, but we'll see. It hopefully wont look so severe once the grout is in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, take note, of our beautiful counter tops. Arent they a work of art (gag). Those are next. Backwards you say? Since when do I ever do anything the right way? yahoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-7783324255937032861?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/7783324255937032861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=7783324255937032861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/7783324255937032861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/7783324255937032861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2010/01/pretty-backsplash-ugly-countertops.html' title='Pretty Backsplash, UGLY countertops'/><author><name>AVB</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/S0OsX-Tdg9I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/G0WJ7YUo28Y/s72-c/Backsplash+3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85885560356864818.post-7987818787141802599</id><published>2010-01-01T18:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T19:07:33.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We're up and Running</title><content type='html'>Check out &lt;a href="http://www.causeforthepaws.org"&gt;www.causeforthepaws.org&lt;/a&gt; to make a donation, sign up for the walk, and buy t-shirts! Thanks for visiting the site, and for your donation!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-7987818787141802599?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/7987818787141802599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=7987818787141802599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/7987818787141802599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/7987818787141802599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2010/01/were-up-and-running.html' title='We&apos;re up and Running'/><author><name>AVB</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-85885560356864818.post-543265204128245638</id><published>2009-12-21T07:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T07:22:33.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want my kitchen back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/Sy-QbSKptDI/AAAAAAAAAT4/wAtvw-1_OWg/s1600-h/kitchen+4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417707675157378098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/Sy-QbSKptDI/AAAAAAAAAT4/wAtvw-1_OWg/s320/kitchen+4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/Sy-QbCEoE_I/AAAAAAAAATw/InqXFTlV-U8/s1600-h/kitchen+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417707670837138418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/Sy-QbCEoE_I/AAAAAAAAATw/InqXFTlV-U8/s320/kitchen+2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/Sy-Qa6X_GII/AAAAAAAAATo/S24sypRpoh0/s1600-h/kitchen.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417707668770855042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/Sy-Qa6X_GII/AAAAAAAAATo/S24sypRpoh0/s320/kitchen.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll admit, I've been a hipocrit. In the past, I've been the one doing the design work, and leaving the homeowner to suffer the wrath that is construction. Leaving them to deal with the mess and caos that is left at the end of the day.  And very rarely did I feel sympathetic because I knew the finished product would be well worth the time lost in their kitchen. Until now.  Its not like we are having our kitchen ripped out. We are simply having backspash put in (puting in ourselves). Holy shit. If this isnt the biggest pain, and John and I are losing our minds with it, and one another.  We are using left over marble mosaic (or so we thought) from our bathroom renovations a little over a year ago.  The two times I asked John to make sure we had enough Carrara left over, each response was, I'm pretty sure we do.  Um, ok. So, commence construction. Last night, in my INFINITE wisdom, I finally decided I had to see for myself. And lucky enough, NO we dont have enough. At least not of the marble that I wanted. However we do have enough white matte subway tile and enough bullnose carrara and mosaic carrara to do subway with a detail of marble.  Generally, I dont like this sort of thing, I think it usually looks contrived, however, the fact that our kitchen is the simplest of kitchens, I really dont think this will come out the least bit "decorated" (I rate this word up their with the greats---shit, f, c**k, etc).  You may as well say "oh! I hired a desocrator to do my kitchen". Yuck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, please enjoy our progress, and note the outlet. That like m-f'er gave me 120volts in the finger saturday.  Oh, and, I did manage to make homemade banana nut muffins amidts this caos.  I thought john deserved them after I told him he may as well drag the razorblade across his wrist, he'd be more helpful.  Poor baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-543265204128245638?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/543265204128245638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=543265204128245638' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/543265204128245638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/543265204128245638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-want-my-kitchen-back.html' title='I want my kitchen back!'/><author><name>AVB</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/Sy-QbSKptDI/AAAAAAAAAT4/wAtvw-1_OWg/s72-c/kitchen+4.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85885560356864818.post-5415030711691977347</id><published>2009-12-11T07:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T08:06:40.359-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BAD Equasion</title><content type='html'>severe cold + medicine + ocd about remodeling this ugly kitchen =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SyJsuT5GqeI/AAAAAAAAATg/RVfkWLH6h1Y/s1600-h/kitchen3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414009244922325474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SyJsuT5GqeI/AAAAAAAAATg/RVfkWLH6h1Y/s320/kitchen3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SyJsuLYUlzI/AAAAAAAAATY/ghHkpo1R1e4/s1600-h/kitchen2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414009242637342514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SyJsuLYUlzI/AAAAAAAAATY/ghHkpo1R1e4/s320/kitchen2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414009236646730530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SyJst1EDGyI/AAAAAAAAATQ/KyW6993uZjc/s320/kitchen.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My goal is the backsplash (carrara mosaic) and hopefully counter top, will be installed within the year! I think John's a little mad at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-5415030711691977347?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/5415030711691977347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=5415030711691977347' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/5415030711691977347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/5415030711691977347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2009/12/bad-equasion.html' title='BAD Equasion'/><author><name>AVB</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SyJsuT5GqeI/AAAAAAAAATg/RVfkWLH6h1Y/s72-c/kitchen3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85885560356864818.post-9162776590023232003</id><published>2009-12-10T14:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T14:40:20.801-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This that and your Mother</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SyF4TybebbI/AAAAAAAAATA/2MBTYjcbHHI/s1600-h/Charlotte+and+Pig.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SyF4TybebbI/AAAAAAAAATA/2MBTYjcbHHI/s320/Charlotte+and+Pig.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413740508425907634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of little things going on around the place lately!&lt;br /&gt;Little Charlotte went to her last puppy check up and has a little infection in her birdie, which explains her constant peeing all over the place.  Other than that, she's perfection!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been working on getting our kitchen to a decent state (86'ing the ugly chair rail and hunter green paint below!) and we are getting started on the marble backsplash! I cant wait to finally have a KITCHEN and not a shit box. :-)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SyF4UKy2NuI/AAAAAAAAATI/SnxUGBTwVe4/s1600-h/Fletcher.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SyF4UKy2NuI/AAAAAAAAATI/SnxUGBTwVe4/s320/Fletcher.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413740514966386402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend &lt;a href="http://thebiermannblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;Stephani's &lt;/a&gt;pup Fletcher went to the vet the same day Ben and Charlotte did. Seems the big guy messed up his toe!! Poor Moose!!! Let's wish him a speedy recovery!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-9162776590023232003?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/9162776590023232003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=9162776590023232003' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/9162776590023232003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/9162776590023232003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2009/12/this-that-and-your-mother.html' title='This that and your Mother'/><author><name>AVB</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SyF4TybebbI/AAAAAAAAATA/2MBTYjcbHHI/s72-c/Charlotte+and+Pig.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85885560356864818.post-6476028029897794160</id><published>2009-12-02T08:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T09:02:43.378-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas is in the Air!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410685081142831634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/Sxadag0GKhI/AAAAAAAAAS4/byipHGEqa2c/s320/Charlotte.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christmas is just around the corner, and boy did it sneak up! Things really are moving so fast, but I love it. We have our wreathes over our windows, thank you Jackie!, and the tree will go up next week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ben got a new jacket, hand made by his momma, quilted and edged and everything! I got the pattern from Martha Stewarts frenchies, and Benny just loves it! As you can see, Oscar looks on with envy, so he may get one next!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410683842622539106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SxacSa92RWI/AAAAAAAAASw/QF8Rr_L_pQg/s320/Jacket.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;For now, he get Obamcon'd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SxabmMfIE4I/AAAAAAAAASo/_dTblwB1C40/s1600-h/Obamscer.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 217px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410683082821342082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SxabmMfIE4I/AAAAAAAAASo/_dTblwB1C40/s320/Obamscer.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Christmas shopping is actually almost done! I've done really well, and taken a good 6 months to gather ideas for the perfect gift for each family member, and not to drain my bank account in last minute shopping. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause for paws is sort of at a stand still as my contact has resigned, so I have to wait until January to meet with Stray Rescue. In the meantime, we are still taking donations, and working on T-shirts for humans and dogs, as well as looking for more sponsors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The little girl is pure magic. A dog couldnt be more perfect, and she is growing like a weed. Almost 30 lbs, and gives Ben and Oscar major workouts. Ben has lost 2 lbs, and according the vet, needs to lose 2 more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-6476028029897794160?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/6476028029897794160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=6476028029897794160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/6476028029897794160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/6476028029897794160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-is-in-air.html' title='Christmas is in the Air!'/><author><name>AVB</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/Sxadag0GKhI/AAAAAAAAAS4/byipHGEqa2c/s72-c/Charlotte.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85885560356864818.post-6624877586814095859</id><published>2009-11-24T18:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T19:00:11.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you!</title><content type='html'>Schnucks Supermarkets for becoming a Silver Sponsor for Cause for the Paws walk to benefit Stray Rescue of St. Louis. Your donations are benefiting an amazing cause!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-6624877586814095859?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/6624877586814095859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=6624877586814095859' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/6624877586814095859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/6624877586814095859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2009/11/thank-you.html' title='Thank you!'/><author><name>AVB</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-85885560356864818.post-2560463595052208840</id><published>2009-11-18T10:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T10:26:50.398-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When the cat's Away</title><content type='html'>John has left for the rest of the week to go pheasant hunting somewhere in western Kansas. He sent me this picture which is about 3 hours east of their destination.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SwQ6LKykTCI/AAAAAAAAASY/pDGMVKbai3I/s1600/Kansas.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SwQ6LKykTCI/AAAAAAAAASY/pDGMVKbai3I/s320/Kansas.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405509416300858402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While he's gone, dad and I are taking turns letting out the kids at lunch time, and letting little miss Charlotte out to potty (she's crate training, so its in the kennel while we are gone, which is making her a very good-natured little girl).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a lot of work to do with Cause for Paws. Now that it is a Charitable organization, there is a lot of paperwork that has to be done.  Also, i have a friend in California who, to meet his pro-bono requirements, has offered to get Cause for the Paws trademarked.  Another step to be excited about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still looking for bronze and silver sponsors who are willing to donate $250-$500 and/or goods and services.  Please, let me know if you can think of anyone, and I will reach out to them, or provide you with the information to do so yourself.   With their sponsorship, they will receive acknowledgment on our website, &lt;a href="http://www.causeforthepaws.org"&gt;www.causeforthepaws.org&lt;/a&gt;, as well as on flyers and t-shirts.  And of course, all donations are tax deductible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SwQ7fd7LpaI/AAAAAAAAASg/xH7Nk-9WnZA/s1600/Lotty.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SwQ7fd7LpaI/AAAAAAAAASg/xH7Nk-9WnZA/s320/Lotty.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405510864546276770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Someone doesnt like all of the rain in St. Louis, and sits on the patio with her friend, Blue Bone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-2560463595052208840?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/2560463595052208840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=2560463595052208840' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/2560463595052208840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/2560463595052208840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2009/11/when-cats-away.html' title='When the cat&apos;s Away'/><author><name>AVB</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SwQ6LKykTCI/AAAAAAAAASY/pDGMVKbai3I/s72-c/Kansas.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85885560356864818.post-7041431275680834434</id><published>2009-11-09T11:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T12:02:43.792-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Weekend!</title><content type='html'>This was probably the craziest weekend I've endured in a long time! It was complete chaos! First, and foremost, Ben went missing about 30 minutes after I got home on Friday. Somehow, the little sneak managed to slip past our neighbors as they were leaving for the night, and got locked in their house (un beknownst to us!). I was horrified for 5 full hours, thinking the worst, that he was lost and being eaten by coyotes.  After hours of sobbing, at 10:30, our neighbor came home, and brought the little turkey home, where he was reunited with his mommy, and all was well once again!  Upon getting the mail that day, notice came that Cause for Paws is an official Not for Profit corporation, and up and running.  Everything is official, and Long Street Bar and Grill is on board to host the silent auction, and donate a portion of the events proceeds to Stray Rescue.  Keep an eye out for &lt;a href="http://www.causeforthepaws.me/"&gt;www.causeforthepaws.me&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday I had to help at my parents house and came home to get ready for a co-workers wedding which was really pretty! We had a bunch of errands to run after and by the time we got home about 9, i went straight to bed. Sunday I had to let out my friend Kim's dog and he and Ben and I went to Queeny for a long walk! After getting home, John had some friends over to watch football while I worked on the website and posters. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, a very long weekend, and this week will be more! John and I celebrate our 2 years being together Saturday (we met on the 15th though) which should be a really nice night. I'm looking forward to it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-7041431275680834434?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/7041431275680834434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=7041431275680834434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/7041431275680834434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/7041431275680834434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2009/11/crazy-weekend.html' title='Crazy Weekend!'/><author><name>AVB</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-85885560356864818.post-4842901246343865037</id><published>2009-11-04T09:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T09:26:26.132-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Her Head is Massive</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SvG4DT2U71I/AAAAAAAAASQ/1xUsNWmr1jQ/s1600-h/Charlotte+head.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400299795201191762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SvG4DT2U71I/AAAAAAAAASQ/1xUsNWmr1jQ/s320/Charlotte+head.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I thought this photo was really fitting, considering Charlotte's head is growing at an alarming rate.  We joke when we wake up that she grew in her sleep!  Right now, her head is sort of disproportionate to her body, and she looks like some sort of bug.  Not to mention she is eating almost double what our 63lb bulldog is eating, and is 20 lbs.  She is bigger than Ben, and could probably tear him apart, but its so cute to see them wrestle, and how much of a puppy she still is.  She is so incredible!! How many 12 week old dogs can sit and shake?? And open the two latches to her crate to let herself out? Pretty incredible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-4842901246343865037?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/4842901246343865037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=4842901246343865037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/4842901246343865037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/4842901246343865037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2009/11/her-head-is-massive.html' title='Her Head is Massive'/><author><name>AVB</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SvG4DT2U71I/AAAAAAAAASQ/1xUsNWmr1jQ/s72-c/Charlotte+head.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85885560356864818.post-5353108991987061868</id><published>2009-10-27T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T11:06:03.751-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall is Here</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/Suc2GNth5fI/AAAAAAAAASA/MXtJLW_l7kE/s1600-h/BEN"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397342158814569970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/Suc2GNth5fI/AAAAAAAAASA/MXtJLW_l7kE/s320/BEN" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/Suc2BHrz1LI/AAAAAAAAAR4/guddDGjHGgI/s1600-h/Fall"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397342071297397938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/Suc2BHrz1LI/AAAAAAAAAR4/guddDGjHGgI/s320/Fall" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This weekend, we decided to go camping in DeSoto at a park called Washington State Park. Oh my, was is AMAZING! We had the perfect weather, as well as the leaves had all turned and had not fallen off the trees yet. The weather was in the 40's but it felt warmer since we had full sun. The dogs were so well behaved, and after a long hike, they all passed out until morning. Ben and Charlotte look so pretty against the fall colors (oscar, um, well, he's a pig), so i had to take a few snaps! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397342405488844978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/Suc2UkpQoLI/AAAAAAAAASI/adVtIwqjC8Q/s320/Punkin" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because we cant leave the fatty out, here's halloween last year. I need to get cracking on this year! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-5353108991987061868?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/5353108991987061868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=5353108991987061868' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/5353108991987061868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/5353108991987061868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2009/10/fall-is-here.html' title='Fall is Here'/><author><name>AVB</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/Suc2GNth5fI/AAAAAAAAASA/MXtJLW_l7kE/s72-c/BEN' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85885560356864818.post-2062156904218682663</id><published>2009-10-21T11:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T11:17:28.751-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And now I wait...</title><content type='html'>Well, Cause for Paws has really gained a lot of momentum.  We have the contract which allows us access at Queeny park and are waiting for the cost of the insurance, we are waiting on the legal department of Anheuser Busch to give the go-ahead for money and free beer, we are waiting on an answer for the silent auction after, and on and on. However, these three are the top priorities for me.  I cannot go ahead until I have these issues resolved.  After I get those, I'll start printing T-shirts, and get those puppies for sale. Also, I've been working on the website and am totally in love with it.  If you can imagine it, I've taken off another huge bite, and decided to make Cause for Paws an official Charitable Foundation. I've filled out all of the paperwork, am waiting for one signature, then off it goes, to wait for approval.  This should really help clear the way the next time around, and make this waiting much more non existent. There is a lot of red tape, and rightfully so.  No one knows me, and I could be a theif.  So, just to avoid looking like a wacko in the future, this should help. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much do you LOVE the "Cause for Paws" logo?? Kimberly Schwede designs in San Diego did it for me, and designed all of the posters, as well as the save the dates. She pulled it together literally in like 2 days.  Totally amazing.  She has a really fun, light and flirty edge about her, and would do great things for a new business! Check out her website, www.kimberlyschwede.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-2062156904218682663?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/2062156904218682663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=2062156904218682663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/2062156904218682663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/2062156904218682663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2009/10/and-now-i-wait.html' title='And now I wait...'/><author><name>AVB</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-85885560356864818.post-4768837336316976818</id><published>2009-10-16T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T08:54:22.179-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trick or Treat!</title><content type='html'>My favorite holiday is 15 days away!! I love Halloween, costumes, candy, and being obnoxious about scaring kids!! This weekend, I'm house sitting for my parents who are going to New York for a mini break, and hopefully I'll have a little time to get some pumpkins to get creative! Below are some fun ideas I found...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/StiWBgwxf4I/AAAAAAAAARc/bAwystBo1nw/s1600-h/a98897_1001_candyfav_xl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393225506494709634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/StiWBgwxf4I/AAAAAAAAARc/bAwystBo1nw/s320/a98897_1001_candyfav_xl.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This pumpkin would be fun if you dont plan to be at home on Halloween, but still want to give away some treats!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/StiWBXjSEtI/AAAAAAAAARU/G7EnYAaNUVw/s1600-h/msl_oct06_15yr_carrotnose_xl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393225504022205138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/StiWBXjSEtI/AAAAAAAAARU/G7EnYAaNUVw/s320/msl_oct06_15yr_carrotnose_xl.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love how easy these pumpkins look, and they make such an impact!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/StiWAoQShHI/AAAAAAAAARM/bxpy_4NvV0g/s1600-h/msl_oct06_15yr_cachepots_xl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393225491326076018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/StiWAoQShHI/AAAAAAAAARM/bxpy_4NvV0g/s320/msl_oct06_15yr_cachepots_xl.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Using pumpkins for mums is always fun, but the pumpkins get rotty pretty quick. Luckily the weather in St. Louis is close to that of Colorado, so the cool weather may preserve them a little longer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/StiWAWscM8I/AAAAAAAAARE/u9-ciXWodA0/s1600-h/mla103714_1008_midnight_xl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393225486612313026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/StiWAWscM8I/AAAAAAAAARE/u9-ciXWodA0/s320/mla103714_1008_midnight_xl.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember my spider pumpkin last year? I had a bunch of people knock on our door and ask how i did it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-4768837336316976818?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/4768837336316976818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=4768837336316976818' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/4768837336316976818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/4768837336316976818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2009/10/trick-or-treat.html' title='Trick or Treat!'/><author><name>AVB</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/StiWBgwxf4I/AAAAAAAAARc/bAwystBo1nw/s72-c/a98897_1001_candyfav_xl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85885560356864818.post-4581800314187275577</id><published>2009-10-13T11:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T11:53:18.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Clean Bill of Health</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/StTMC-FbasI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/xWjH7bCN2xQ/s1600-h/Lady.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392159005266897602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/StTMC-FbasI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/xWjH7bCN2xQ/s320/Lady.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night, John and I took little Charlotte to meet Dr. Laves. He is the most amazing vet, and has been our family vet for 21 years! If there was a person I would want to be my dr it would be him. He gets down on the ground with the animals, and gives them belly rubs while without their knowledge looking in their ears, etc. He is simply amazing. Plus, he knows every animal in our family, past and present, and is constantly on top of their lives. So we were more than happy to bring in our newest bundle to meet him. She weighs a perfect 12 lbs, got her perfect stitches removed, and has the most perfect disposition! And, by the picture, you can tell, she is a lady! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow is book club and I'm pretty excited, though, the book was pretty hard to get through (or, halfway through I should say). Lets hope I can remember how to pretend to have "studied" like I did all through high school!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I am so excited to tell you all that my GREAT friend steph and I are heading to the Animal Center Saturday for a volunteer training session!  I hope I'll be able to donate a lot of my time to them in the future, and am so happy Steph was able to take the time from her busy life to care for some animals as well! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-4581800314187275577?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/4581800314187275577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=4581800314187275577' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/4581800314187275577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/4581800314187275577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2009/10/clean-bill-of-health.html' title='Clean Bill of Health'/><author><name>AVB</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/StTMC-FbasI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/xWjH7bCN2xQ/s72-c/Lady.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85885560356864818.post-3806484904063146430</id><published>2009-10-08T09:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T09:28:49.125-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its Official!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Our fundraiser is official! April 18th, 2010 at Queeny park.  We are almost finished with the flyers, and I will be creating the website this weekend.  We are getting bids for the insurance coverage, which is the first cost we need to raise money for.  So i need to get to work and get the posters up!!!  I'll post them as soon as they are done, as well as how to donate, and how to enter for the walk.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and if you're wondering, it is just for Stray Rescue.  Humane Society responded they are not interested.  It sure must be nice to have plenty of money!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-3806484904063146430?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/3806484904063146430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=3806484904063146430' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/3806484904063146430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/3806484904063146430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-official.html' title='Its Official!'/><author><name>AVB</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-85885560356864818.post-5451327402359790494</id><published>2009-10-05T07:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T07:32:09.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Complete Perfection!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SsoA-rCJ4AI/AAAAAAAAAQk/mQ_UbtEY9JE/s1600-h/Charlotte+Poses.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389120980805869570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SsoA-rCJ4AI/AAAAAAAAAQk/mQ_UbtEY9JE/s320/Charlotte+Poses.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is our little ladie's first night home, and she is already, simply put, perfection.  She is so jovial, and has such a good spirit. She follows her brothers around, who are so patient with her chewing on their faces, and eating their legs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SsoA-W77MnI/AAAAAAAAAQc/wgshskmkh5M/s1600-h/Charlotte+Sleeps.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389120975411032690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SsoA-W77MnI/AAAAAAAAAQc/wgshskmkh5M/s320/Charlotte+Sleeps.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On my lap, she falls asleep and her tongue creeps out.  She has such a baby belly (hopefully not filled with worms) and loves it rubbed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SsoA91pUqrI/AAAAAAAAAQU/BeoXQnHngf4/s1600-h/Charlotte+Nurses.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389120966474640050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SsoA91pUqrI/AAAAAAAAAQU/BeoXQnHngf4/s320/Charlotte+Nurses.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And she nurses in her sleep! The best I could offer was my pinky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-9944703d5b622381" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9944703d5b622381%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331854772%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D72AAEC88F5B16163CC359304321C873698A2EFDA.42AE131014ED76D1F829E0063AF7A8D4ED3F70BE%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9944703d5b622381%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DEwUtSYYRcKjoROJQxad2RgZp2a0&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9944703d5b622381%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331854772%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D72AAEC88F5B16163CC359304321C873698A2EFDA.42AE131014ED76D1F829E0063AF7A8D4ED3F70BE%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9944703d5b622381%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DEwUtSYYRcKjoROJQxad2RgZp2a0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A Bonding moment...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-5451327402359790494?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/5451327402359790494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=5451327402359790494' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/5451327402359790494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/5451327402359790494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2009/10/complete-perfection.html' title='Complete Perfection!'/><author><name>AVB</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SsoA-rCJ4AI/AAAAAAAAAQk/mQ_UbtEY9JE/s72-c/Charlotte+Poses.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85885560356864818.post-8818023461598250587</id><published>2009-10-01T09:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T09:48:48.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy October!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 247px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387673486632703570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SsTcfbCIVlI/AAAAAAAAAQE/_cashIOTZI0/s320/Fundraise.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;By far, my favorite month! I love watching the leaves on the trees change color, and fall is really in the air! I love Halloween, and all the birthdays of people I love! Lots to report! Our fundraiser is kicking ASS!!! We are almost up and running, just waiting on a few technicalities (insurance at Queeny Park and the printing of flyers and posters). Those should be worked out by next Thursday. We have a prelim logo which i will attach for you to see.  I'll be setting up a site for people to go to sign up for the event, as well as make donations, and information as to where to donate.  Also, T-shirt sales, which will be picked up the day of the event, or can be picked up before.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night all four of us (John, me, Oscar and Ben) went to PetSmart to get the girly stuff for Charlotte! We got her little name tag and a pink bed and all the stuff a puppy could need.  She has her surgery tomorrow, and we pick her up tomorrow night. Tonight, her foster mom comes to check out our house to make sure Charlotte is going to a good home.  We are pretty confident she'll agree we are a good home!  We are all so excited! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 233px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387673495875363938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SsTcf9dwJGI/AAAAAAAAAQM/pqOhWwZJsko/s320/yogurt.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-8818023461598250587?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/8818023461598250587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=8818023461598250587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/8818023461598250587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/8818023461598250587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-october.html' title='Happy October!'/><author><name>AVB</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SsTcfbCIVlI/AAAAAAAAAQE/_cashIOTZI0/s72-c/Fundraise.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85885560356864818.post-7914866008679748666</id><published>2009-09-25T18:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T18:45:26.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pssssst....</title><content type='html'>We have a secret...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-7914866008679748666?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/7914866008679748666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=7914866008679748666' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/7914866008679748666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/7914866008679748666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2009/09/pssssst.html' title='Pssssst....'/><author><name>AVB</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-85885560356864818.post-394659924381281891</id><published>2009-09-24T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T10:31:09.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Their Honor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Well, it seems my idea to host a walk to raise money for Stray Rescue and Humane Society may just come to fruition. I am in talks with Stray Rescue, as well as St. Louis Parks and recreation with regards to permits. Things may just work out. I'll keep everything posted. I'm hoping to keep things simple, yet organized, with the focus being donating. The only thing I would love are human and dog t-shirts for sale. If we can make those happen, we are really on our way. And because most people are home for Thanksgiving, hopefully, we can get something put together by then. If anyone has any contacts for advise, please let me know! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In light of yesterdays tragic news, I came home to a delivery from Amazon that I totally forgot about. I ordered a coffee table book called Glamour Dogs. Talk about Chic, do check it out! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 252px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385087065414496066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SrusJ5KU70I/AAAAAAAAAP8/nko1QxCkUjg/s320/9780811871495_large.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And finally, just a little soap box here: Smoothies are meant to be simple, yet healthy. So why do smoothie shops insist on frills? I went to St. Louis smoothie, and they had to throw in juices, and sherberts, etc. I walked out the door took a sip, and CRINGED!  its so sweet. It should just be fruit and protein. Simple. Fruit is sweet enough. Lets not guild the lily! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-394659924381281891?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/394659924381281891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=394659924381281891' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/394659924381281891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/394659924381281891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2009/09/in-their-honor.html' title='In Their Honor'/><author><name>AVB</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SrusJ5KU70I/AAAAAAAAAP8/nko1QxCkUjg/s72-c/9780811871495_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85885560356864818.post-1516541876575753403</id><published>2009-09-23T13:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T13:56:59.094-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All Dogs Go to Heaven</title><content type='html'>And all three went this morning.&lt;br /&gt;RIP.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-1516541876575753403?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/1516541876575753403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=1516541876575753403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/1516541876575753403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/1516541876575753403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2009/09/all-dogs-go-to-heaven.html' title='All Dogs Go to Heaven'/><author><name>AVB</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-85885560356864818.post-4085750070017254267</id><published>2009-09-23T11:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T11:42:16.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Sad Day</title><content type='html'>In regards to my earlier post about the three stray dogs, its with a sad heart to report one was put to sleep today.  We arent entirely sure which, but we are pretty sure it was the healthiest; the pitbull, Georgia.  She was a beautiful tan fur, tan eyed pit bull with a loyal heart. She was desperately looking for an owner to follow and give affection.  Poor Georgia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Doberman was sent to another shelter for rehabilitation, while the shepard is being held still after they found a micro chip. They are trying to piece the puzzle together to find out the history of the dog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot being to express the anger, and pure hatred I feel towards the former owner (former because they were spineless enough to go to Animal Control and sign over their ownership after being served warrants for cruelty to animals). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who is reading this can join me in October for a day of Volunteer training at the Animal Control Center. With this training, you can be called upon for help at their shelters.  Even if you can never make it when they call, just to have the training to take care of the dogs is help enough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and if your wondering, I've let my letter writing skills do the talking in a "note" to the former owners of the dogs.  Good luck sleeping again...assholes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-4085750070017254267?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/4085750070017254267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=4085750070017254267' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/4085750070017254267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/4085750070017254267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2009/09/sad-day.html' title='A Sad Day'/><author><name>AVB</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-85885560356864818.post-5636314915957771287</id><published>2009-09-21T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T18:25:01.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dungeon: Complete</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/Srgk7_buGHI/AAAAAAAAAPs/t95EujkxaSU/s1600-h/office5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/Srgk7_buGHI/AAAAAAAAAPs/t95EujkxaSU/s320/office5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384093967580010610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/Srgk7apmwdI/AAAAAAAAAPk/wlq3MvG-LwE/s1600-h/office3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/Srgk7apmwdI/AAAAAAAAAPk/wlq3MvG-LwE/s320/office3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384093957706138066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/Srgk670fX_I/AAAAAAAAAPc/Q2Q0xMvjV5I/s1600-h/Office2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/Srgk670fX_I/AAAAAAAAAPc/Q2Q0xMvjV5I/s320/Office2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384093949430292466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/Srgk6G-QDuI/AAAAAAAAAPU/OrToQeEw4Bw/s1600-h/Office1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/Srgk6G-QDuI/AAAAAAAAAPU/OrToQeEw4Bw/s320/Office1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384093935244152546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hey Guys! My little office is done! I used the word "office" very loosely, because everyone who sees it has two things to say: "Wow, this is totally different than the old yellow and blue room", and "wow, john really gave you a lot of space to work". I dont mind though. Its really cozy in here, and there is just enough room under my desk for Ben and his dog bed.  We are already planning a small Halloween get together, and our Christmas gifts for friends, so I imagine a lot of that work will take place in here.  I'm totally feeling much better about having my "space" to pay bills, work, etc.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/Srgme8VcHgI/AAAAAAAAAP0/2yhugapvpGQ/s1600-h/OfficeBen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/Srgme8VcHgI/AAAAAAAAAP0/2yhugapvpGQ/s320/OfficeBen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384095667555409410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, now for my soap box yet again. Anyone reading this on the fence about getting the iphone, here is one bit of advice: If you are like me, and have NO patience for dealing with foreigners when calling about bill problems, DO NOT switch to AT&amp;amp;T. So far, we have had 2 billing cycles with them and each bill was wrong, as was our internet bill. They are complete morons.  Plus, i have dropped more calls in those two months than I ever did in 10 years with Verizon. It simply isnt worth it. Wait until verizon carries the IPhone, which they should in May, and get one then. They have the best service, billing, and cell towers. Enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With regards to the post about the stray dogs, John is checking up on them in 2 days (as suggested by animal control) on their fate.  Should for any reason, they be considered for euthanasia, john has the right to pick them up and take them to stray rescue.  So, no euthanasia unless they are really sick.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-5636314915957771287?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/5636314915957771287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=5636314915957771287' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/5636314915957771287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/5636314915957771287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2009/09/dungeon-complete.html' title='Dungeon: Complete'/><author><name>AVB</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/Srgk7_buGHI/AAAAAAAAAPs/t95EujkxaSU/s72-c/office5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85885560356864818.post-4689702429925010869</id><published>2009-09-21T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T08:09:26.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>St. Louis is failing its neglected animals</title><content type='html'>This weekend was really bitersweet for John and I. While we had a nice relaxing (wedding free) weekend, we would have traded that for a million weddings instead of the sunday we had.  Driving out of our neighborhood to the market sunday morning, we saw a woman and her two small dogs being accosted by three large dogs (pitbull, doberman, and a shepard mix). While these dogs were not being violent, they werent neutered, and were gaining aggression very quickly.  We could tell she needed help and quickly pulled over to get the dogs off her. She was so shaken, on the verge of tears, and these dogs would not relent. Finally, I called the dogs to me as I sat on the ground, and they came to me. She said they came from up the street. These dogs were emaciated, and obviously, sick and filled with worms. But, they were very loving animals. John hearded them up the street, where what we found was alarming. The house the neighbors said they live in, was wide open. I walked to the back door to find dog food scattered out, and a hose left running. I slowly walk into the house while john is desperatly calling the police. I walk in to find animal feces on the walls, urine smell that is beyond disgusting.  The beds had sheets torn off, with remnants of drugs on the table, a computer with money on the bed, upstairs, I found a baby swing with a crib, and more of the same. I wanted to be sick. This was so close to our house, we had no idea this sort of thing could happen so close to our happy world. I quickly ran home to get the dogs food, and came back to them scarfing it down. One of them was so engulfed with worms he couldnt keep the food down.  The neighbors said the landlord of the house was basically a deadbeat, and didnt care what happened.  With John getting no where with ASPCA, Ballwin Police, or any animal shelters, he was becoming infuriated.  Finally, he called 911 threatening to fight someone. He gave them his address and hung up. After about 3 minutes, the police arrived, and of course, had to question JOhn's actions. They said there had been many complaints, and once the dog's owners returned they would be issued with summon's for animal abuse. That was it. This wasnt enough for me. So I said, while I had trespassed, I said I saw a baby crib and fecal matter all around. This immediatly did the trick. They now officially have to investigate with Child Welfare. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, after an hour, the police got Animal Control to take the dogs. I've never seen john so upset. HE was sick all night, and didnt sleep a minute. THis really struck home with us.  These are people's best friends, and they are being treated like shit. People can really disgust me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I know there is something we can do.  Obviously, give money, but also, volunteer.  This rang too close to home.  If you care to help, please donate here &lt;a href="http://www.strayrescue.org/node/68"&gt;http://www.strayrescue.org/node/68&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.aspca.org/donate/"&gt;http://www.aspca.org/donate/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know John and I will be doing much more to help the animals that bring so much love into our lives!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-4689702429925010869?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/4689702429925010869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=4689702429925010869' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/4689702429925010869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/4689702429925010869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2009/09/st-louis-is-failing-its-neglected.html' title='St. Louis is failing its neglected animals'/><author><name>AVB</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-85885560356864818.post-3078980763470707075</id><published>2009-09-17T13:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T13:12:20.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love...</title><content type='html'>I'm sharing some blogs, and websites that I have stumbled accross doing research for work. Thats right folks, I get paid to "surf the net", and check out trends, etc. So, in my surfing, I've found some incredible sights that are really worth noting. Some are design blogs, some are great gift blogs, etc. You'll find, ones that are updated numerous times daily, will have you coming back for more.  I like to stop by in my spare time, (while eating my rabit food).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://decor8blog.com/"&gt;http://decor8blog.com/&lt;/a&gt; this blog is so great. She is a writer for Real Simple Magazine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/"&gt;http://www.etsy.com/&lt;/a&gt; etsy.com has the most charming gifts. Real hot, real cost savers, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://annesage.com/"&gt;http://annesage.com/&lt;/a&gt; Anne Sage is on Martha Stewart's design team, and is so hip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://citified.com/"&gt;http://citified.com/&lt;/a&gt; This is Glamourous...enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://homedesign.marthastewart.com/"&gt;http://homedesign.marthastewart.com/&lt;/a&gt; Eh, its ok. He hits it every now and then. Worth visiting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://dailywag.marthastewart.com/"&gt;http://dailywag.marthastewart.com/&lt;/a&gt; French Bulldogs. My obsession, aside from English Bulldogs and Brussels Griffens. I think we see one in our family's future!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you enjoy. They are great to stop by every day. You really can get some inspiration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, ps- Day 4 cleanse: Feeling 90% better. Only 24 days to go. EEEEE! I can do it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-3078980763470707075?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/3078980763470707075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=3078980763470707075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/3078980763470707075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/3078980763470707075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-love.html' title='I Love...'/><author><name>AVB</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-85885560356864818.post-8142060173960019782</id><published>2009-09-15T07:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T07:22:22.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Road to Wellville...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/Sq-jBD_5uCI/AAAAAAAAAPM/SaC57ahzzIM/s1600-h/My+Gorgeous+Girls+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381699318379558946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/Sq-jBD_5uCI/AAAAAAAAAPM/SaC57ahzzIM/s320/My+Gorgeous+Girls+002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/Sq-jA64mxwI/AAAAAAAAAPE/FvukYtC66Yk/s1600-h/My+Gorgeous+Girls+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381699315933038338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/Sq-jA64mxwI/AAAAAAAAAPE/FvukYtC66Yk/s320/My+Gorgeous+Girls+005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/Sq-jAYyKs9I/AAAAAAAAAO8/jBERw7Aarhg/s1600-h/2+gorgeous+gals.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381699306779227090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/Sq-jAYyKs9I/AAAAAAAAAO8/jBERw7Aarhg/s320/2+gorgeous+gals.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, in case you aren't aware, since I have been home from Mexico, I havent been feeling "up to snuff". I've been having terrible stomach problems, and major exhaustion. Enough to send me to the Dr, who kindly wanted to talk about everything but why I felt bad. So, I decided that I'll take matters into my own hands and do a "home cleanse". Basically, for 30 days, just fruits and vegetables, and water and tea. Lots of supplements, and maybe nuts, later. So far, its just day two, but my stomach is feeling so much better. I really think I just neeed to "bring it back to netural" for a while. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In other news, my sister came in town and stayed with John and I over the weekend. We had a great time, until, Sunday at brunch with my parents, she decided to totally throw me under the bus and tell them everything we talked about the night before. Hmmm....even after she asked me not to bring up what SHE had done the night before. Being the good sister, I stayed true to my word and laid down and took the abuse. (Dad, i know you read this...see, i'm the GOOD one!) :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not too much else to report. I've been obsessed with some design blogs, and got the go ahead to start on our bedroom paint. One of these days, the house will all come together. One thing at a time though...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-8142060173960019782?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/8142060173960019782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=8142060173960019782' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/8142060173960019782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/8142060173960019782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2009/09/road-to-wellville.html' title='The Road to Wellville...'/><author><name>AVB</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/Sq-jBD_5uCI/AAAAAAAAAPM/SaC57ahzzIM/s72-c/My+Gorgeous+Girls+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85885560356864818.post-763142360233589384</id><published>2009-09-04T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T14:45:02.619-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Out for the Weekend</title><content type='html'>We are looking forward to going to the Lake this weekend with our friends Brian and Erin and relaxing, and getting some of our sun tans back from Mexico.  That's the only thing I hope to get back from Mexico. I'm afraid I have brought something back with me (yuck) that has my stomach all sorts of upset, and has me like a walking zombie. My exhaustion is getting worse every day.  We'll see what the dr says Tuesday. Lets hope someone didnt use my intestine as a mule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our little guys are going to their respective grandparents house, and we'll hate to leave them, as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister comes in town Friday night, and we are looking forward to having her stay with us over the weekend. She's never seen the house, and her and John dont know one another that well. But, they are both fond of binge drinking, so I think they'll get along well. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have pictures being developed from mexico from an ancient looking underwater camera, which I cant wait to post, as well as pictures with John's family after we returned from Mexico. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great Holiday!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-763142360233589384?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/763142360233589384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=763142360233589384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/763142360233589384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/763142360233589384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2009/09/out-for-weekend.html' title='Out for the Weekend'/><author><name>AVB</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-85885560356864818.post-2691359259099606205</id><published>2009-08-27T08:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T08:44:14.779-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chugging Along</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/Spapvxb_EpI/AAAAAAAAAO0/Yg8DPM1CSSY/s1600-h/MACK.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374669843502928530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/Spapvxb_EpI/AAAAAAAAAO0/Yg8DPM1CSSY/s320/MACK.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There isnt a whole heck of a lot to report. Since returning from Mexico, I'm totally wiped out, and waking up in the morning is complete torture. However, its my job as the mom of a nervous little nugget named Ben, to wake up and run him in the morning. We've found that getting out lots of his energy first thing in the morning allows him to be calm enough to chill out until mid afternoon when john comes home for lunch, then throws the ball. Before, he was getting into anything and everything because his playmate, Oscar, would be passed out all day. So far so good, but I'm tired! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are having a few friends over for a pool party this weekend at John's mom's house for an end of summer pool "signing off" party. I'm looking forward to letting John handle as much of it as possible that day, as this is "his thing". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think our wedding season has finally started winding down!! So far, we only have one more reception, one more wedding, bachelor party, and another reception until November, then I think thats it! WOO HOO! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dont have any good pictures except of this one I swiped from a friend of mine. I like it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-2691359259099606205?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/2691359259099606205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=2691359259099606205' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/2691359259099606205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/2691359259099606205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2009/08/chugging-along.html' title='Chugging Along'/><author><name>AVB</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/Spapvxb_EpI/AAAAAAAAAO0/Yg8DPM1CSSY/s72-c/MACK.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85885560356864818.post-569764306731562535</id><published>2009-08-21T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T10:58:13.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hasta Luego Playa Del Carmen</title><content type='html'>Its so hard to say goodbye! What a perfect trip! The weather, while hot, was incredible and sunny! I got so much beach time, which is NOT like me, and we took so many underwater pictures, which I'll post later. We went with a great group, and lived up every minute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372477180729468146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/So7fiAFFpPI/AAAAAAAAAOs/i9SXZzbKo3k/s320/Riviera+Maya+067.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372477177394324674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/So7fhzp7ZMI/AAAAAAAAAOk/ejVYqiaOL-w/s320/Riviera+Maya+036.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372477170138180498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/So7fhYn7a5I/AAAAAAAAAOc/ub5Kv8t-OgQ/s320/Riviera+Maya+030.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372477161129202946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/So7fg3EBVQI/AAAAAAAAAOU/w5cxoVAbFgA/s320/Riviera+Maya+027.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/So7fgmjsxZI/AAAAAAAAAOM/R1i7inKWlK8/s1600-h/Riviera+Maya+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372477156698670482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/So7fgmjsxZI/AAAAAAAAAOM/R1i7inKWlK8/s320/Riviera+Maya+017.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now its back to reality, ugh! At least I have a great tan, but my bank account is thinner yet. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-569764306731562535?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/569764306731562535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=569764306731562535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/569764306731562535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/569764306731562535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2009/08/hasta-luego-playa-del-carmen.html' title='Hasta Luego Playa Del Carmen'/><author><name>AVB</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/So7fiAFFpPI/AAAAAAAAAOs/i9SXZzbKo3k/s72-c/Riviera+Maya+067.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85885560356864818.post-1497740121207379015</id><published>2009-08-11T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T08:32:06.007-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The day is almost here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am beyond excited because tomorrow John and I leave for Mexico! We have had this book trip for what seems like an eternity! We are so excited to take our first REAL trip together, and stay at a beautiful resort, and be very touristy! It should be grand!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm attaching some pictures from last night's birthday dinner for his Aunt Sue. We went to Oceano Bistro in Clayton, and drank and ate waaaaaaay too much, but had a great time! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368729061045186578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SoGOouLqMBI/AAAAAAAAAOE/wdIPvU2sey0/s320/Sue+Birthday.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, the little nugget you see is the newest addition to the Stuckey family. He is 12 weeks (i think), and his name is Flynn Archer, and he is BEYOND adorable. He has the most wonderfully cheery disposition, and is a gem. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368729055285565778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SoGOoYudWVI/AAAAAAAAAN8/wXvXyMuCcQo/s320/Flynn.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-1497740121207379015?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/1497740121207379015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=1497740121207379015' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/1497740121207379015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/1497740121207379015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2009/08/day-is-almost-here.html' title='The day is almost here!'/><author><name>AVB</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SoGOouLqMBI/AAAAAAAAAOE/wdIPvU2sey0/s72-c/Sue+Birthday.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85885560356864818.post-1684077742932136721</id><published>2009-08-04T10:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T11:07:45.028-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/Snh2hFZ75BI/AAAAAAAAAN0/MEDlMms33mA/s1600-h/Office+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366169266770666514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/Snh2hFZ75BI/AAAAAAAAAN0/MEDlMms33mA/s320/Office+006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/Snh2g4nCMCI/AAAAAAAAANs/njS8y0HHuTM/s1600-h/Office+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366169263335944226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/Snh2g4nCMCI/AAAAAAAAANs/njS8y0HHuTM/s320/Office+005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/Snh2gnAXPdI/AAAAAAAAANk/LHhjc_vNrbw/s1600-h/Office+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366169258610343378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/Snh2gnAXPdI/AAAAAAAAANk/LHhjc_vNrbw/s320/Office+003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/Snh2ffbLblI/AAAAAAAAANc/py4KLrQBOGs/s1600-h/Office+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366169239395462738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/Snh2ffbLblI/AAAAAAAAANc/py4KLrQBOGs/s320/Office+002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/Snh2fJrM8rI/AAAAAAAAANU/GVulTsvf33A/s1600-h/Office+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366169233557090994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/Snh2fJrM8rI/AAAAAAAAANU/GVulTsvf33A/s320/Office+001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, the "studio" is coming along.  It has been pretty smooth sailing because its such a small space, but it makes it really fun.  I had to paint the floor grey because any imperfections in the seams of the Flor showed the sub floor right through.  The walls are the prettiest grey called Ben Moore Pure White. I love it, and am painting our kitchen that color next.  I painted the sills of the windows Perfect Black, and from Wonderful Graffiti got the most fun wall art.  Last night we put up a shelf, and John hid all those cords, so all i have to get is the desk and chair, and file cabinet. That should do it.  I really think this space is so smart, as every inch is being used efficiently.  I love it!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next week is going to be nothing short of chaos! We leave Wednesday first thing for Mexico, so between now and then, its cleaning, family dinners, dogs, and errands.  I have so much to do, and am getting panicked thinking about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-1684077742932136721?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/1684077742932136721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=1684077742932136721' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/1684077742932136721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/1684077742932136721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2009/08/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>AVB</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/Snh2hFZ75BI/AAAAAAAAAN0/MEDlMms33mA/s72-c/Office+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85885560356864818.post-6987552144623565990</id><published>2009-07-31T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T12:07:31.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Office to Be</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SnNAEG8uptI/AAAAAAAAAM8/Ohr6sbZFo3M/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364702020457375442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SnNAEG8uptI/AAAAAAAAAM8/Ohr6sbZFo3M/s320/2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SnNAEUH0d9I/AAAAAAAAANE/FP1CjC_s5WE/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364702023993554898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SnNAEUH0d9I/AAAAAAAAANE/FP1CjC_s5WE/s320/3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SnNAD456prI/AAAAAAAAAM0/zQQ9gYF3ef8/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364702016687482546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SnNAD456prI/AAAAAAAAAM0/zQQ9gYF3ef8/s320/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SnNAEkWU3WI/AAAAAAAAANM/L7MJ6Omm-sE/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364702028349365602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SnNAEkWU3WI/AAAAAAAAANM/L7MJ6Omm-sE/s320/4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SnM_iLSYoUI/AAAAAAAAAMc/LPUiNW_6v8U/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364701437506396482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SnM_iLSYoUI/AAAAAAAAAMc/LPUiNW_6v8U/s320/3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SnM_hzhU47I/AAAAAAAAAMU/tUwI0dOZR40/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364701431126614962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SnM_hzhU47I/AAAAAAAAAMU/tUwI0dOZR40/s320/2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SnM_iTAq5YI/AAAAAAAAAMk/clVEk5O4USU/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364701439579579778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SnM_iTAq5YI/AAAAAAAAAMk/clVEk5O4USU/s320/4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SnM_h3zx7BI/AAAAAAAAAMM/yHEJ4gdFFhg/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364701432277756946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SnM_h3zx7BI/AAAAAAAAAMM/yHEJ4gdFFhg/s320/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SnM_isogavI/AAAAAAAAAMs/HF4XT4h4PrU/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364701446457551602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SnM_isogavI/AAAAAAAAAMs/HF4XT4h4PrU/s320/5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been working very dilligently on transforming our dark dungeon-like basement into a neat, organized storage space. Not only that, I have taken what was John's "space" for cleaning his guns and gutted it, hoping to turn it into my design studio. Slowly but surely its coming along. The space is TINY, probably 7x7 at most, but I think it will serve its purpose just fine. I am posting the horrible before pictures, and later will post the "in between" pictures. So far, i've removed everything, painted the inside window sills and walls, john cut the carpet, and I just have to put it down. Then I need my desk to come, and some wall stuff to store all my resources. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and for good measure, a dragon used our front patio as a resting spot for the morning. Alarmingly, the boys left him alone so he could be still for a while. Size: 4-5", big sucker&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-6987552144623565990?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/6987552144623565990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=6987552144623565990' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/6987552144623565990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/6987552144623565990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2009/07/office-to-be.html' title='Office to Be'/><author><name>AVB</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SnNAEG8uptI/AAAAAAAAAM8/Ohr6sbZFo3M/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85885560356864818.post-8743560157620046788</id><published>2009-06-30T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T06:38:01.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Flies</title><content type='html'>Where is the time going? With each passing week, so much happens and I cant keep track! Lets see- last week was the now famous eye glasses debaucle. My loving boyfriend decided to remove those pesky scratches on the lenses of my (very expensive) eyeglasses because they were bothering him. (Him, NOT me). Using a wax compound to remove scratches from delicate surfaces, he attempted, without success to remove the scratches.  Unfortunately, he began on my left lens, which is my very blind eye. So, glasses ruined. To make a very long story short, an argument at Clarkson Eyecare ensued after an ignorant salesman tried to rip me off. After the complaint letters were all written, and a new eye exam was had elsewhere, and they tried to rip me off more than Clarkson Eyecare, I was resigned to the idea I was going to have to pay $300 for the repair.  But, to right himself, John found a site online who will replace the lenses for $70. So, the glasses are on their way, with the prescription. Lets hope this works out. I'm getting new squinting wrinkles every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there is Michael and Farrah's deaths. I dont need to say much here as Michael was a huge memory of my childhood. I always sighed when I heard him sing as such a waste of talent.  What happened to that guy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of swimming with the dogs. Oscar LOVES the pool in his life jacket, and Ben has really learned that if he wants to beat the heat, he has to get wet!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I re-did our kitchen cabinets with a "for the time being" fix up. Fresh paint and hardware.  John's going to do the backsplash with Carrara Mosaic tiles, and eventually, new counter top. Fortunatley, the house is small enough to validate getting nicer materials.  We dont have much to buy.  Its nice to finally be able to contribute, if not a little bit, financially. Even though my design contributions are priceless (uh-huh).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boot camp is still rockin! I really love it, and plan to take it again when this session is over. I'm pairing it with walks at night, and light weights. Mexico is 6 weeks away. I can get to my goal by then!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-8743560157620046788?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/8743560157620046788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=8743560157620046788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/8743560157620046788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/8743560157620046788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2009/06/time-flies.html' title='Time Flies'/><author><name>AVB</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-85885560356864818.post-2081500331626973533</id><published>2009-06-24T18:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T18:32:10.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing Old Breckenridge</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SkLTPkBJeLI/AAAAAAAAAL8/8r_PJ2DqIs0/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 116px; height: 87px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SkLTPkBJeLI/AAAAAAAAAL8/8r_PJ2DqIs0/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351071571589560498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I can remember, my family had the most darling condo nestled into the mountains of Colorado's Blue River, just outside of Breckenridge. After my sister and I graduated, for reasons I am still unsure, my parents decided to sell the place.  It pretty much sucked not saying good bye, but more so, being too young to appreciate it, and being at an age where I would enjoy it more than ever. Anyway, I thought I would share a glimpse of it behind the continental divide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All else is good, except I'm blind.  After a nasty encounter at my eye dr, i have an appointment at a new place, and hope to get a new prescription for glasses!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-2081500331626973533?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/2081500331626973533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=2081500331626973533' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/2081500331626973533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/2081500331626973533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2009/06/missing-old-breckenridge.html' title='Missing Old Breckenridge'/><author><name>AVB</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SkLTPkBJeLI/AAAAAAAAAL8/8r_PJ2DqIs0/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85885560356864818.post-3926685800861187524</id><published>2009-06-18T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T08:11:26.685-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kicking my BUTT</title><content type='html'>Boot camp is KILLING ME!!! Dont get me wrong, I love the class!! I dont really even mind getting up at 5:30am, once I'm actually working out. But St. Louis has been totally smacked with a heat and humidity wave, and its totally zapped me.  Yesterday, we did a 2 mile jog outside after doing some drills inside, and it was so humid. I felt great, but by 2pm, i was completley drained, and knew it was from the humidity and temperature. So this morning, when he wanted to start the class with a hill run, i opted to run inside on the track, which considering it was already 80 and my windows were foggy, i didnt feel bad. But, just when I started feeling guilty, and people were coming in from their run, he asked me "did you run outside today?" to which I responded "no".  So he says "I thought the ladies were running a little slower". Yep, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; was a nice compliment, and a nice motivator! Plus, i have a total crush on him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is going to be yet another really busy weekend.  My great friend Tibby is coming over Friday for dinner and wine and a movie, and staying over so we can wake up early and go for a run.  Then I have to do my Saturday job at my parents (or, Maria has to do it), then get ready for Father's day.  Then I am getting started painting on our kitchen cabinets and walls, and will hopefully finish sunday evening.  John was supposed to go to the Lake this weekend, but i think with the heat, and all the stuff I have going on, i think he wants to be involved a little. We are having lobster dinner at my parents saturday, and father's day brunch sunday.  He may not admit it, but I think he likes that stuff! THe dogs sure do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week is yet another nutso week. When do I get to just sit down? I guess when I'm dead, right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-3926685800861187524?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/3926685800861187524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=3926685800861187524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/3926685800861187524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/3926685800861187524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2009/06/kicking-my-butt.html' title='Kicking my BUTT'/><author><name>AVB</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-85885560356864818.post-6558638431586906256</id><published>2009-06-16T18:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T18:22:06.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More 9-5</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SjhEqovwiQI/AAAAAAAAAL0/XVTyunP2g2w/s1600-h/Camcorder+Stills+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SjhEqovwiQI/AAAAAAAAAL0/XVTyunP2g2w/s320/Camcorder+Stills+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348100056785389826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant bring myself to look, but the comments made by friends leads me to believe I havent blogged in close to a month. I'm going to try to be a little better about it.  A lot has been going on.  We went to the Lake of the Ozarks about 3 weeks ago for the holiday, and had such a great time. I'm waiting for those pictures to come back still.  We have been doing so much around the house, and its taking so much of our time.  I have been working really hard on AVB Home, and getting accounts set up, as well as getting a work space for me up and running in the house.  I'm getting ready to do some work on the kitchen cabinets, and we are constantly working on our landscaping. With all of the rain and storms, however, its been difficult.  We are constantly being woken up in the middle of the night by our scared bulldog who doesnt like thunder and lightening, and then the morning brings flooded back patio, and our walkway's hasta and loriope are totally soaked with mulch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have spent  a lot of time at our parents houses taking the dogs swimming in the pool, too, which they love!!! We took them on a camping trip to Arcadia Valley Missouri which was a complete laugh! I DO NOT like the idea of spiders and ticks, and totally lost my mind when after 15 minutes found a tick crawling on my foot!!! Plus, our neighbors on the campsite were quite certainly meth addicts, and kept everyone up all night, coughing and laughing, then yelling! Grrr! Good thing I drank a bottle of wine to help me sleep!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SjhEZqVnH0I/AAAAAAAAALs/DHrrVIzVMRM/s1600-h/Camcorder+Stills+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SjhEZqVnH0I/AAAAAAAAALs/DHrrVIzVMRM/s320/Camcorder+Stills+035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348099765154815810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SjhEF5HV_wI/AAAAAAAAALk/4aVjICkBM6c/s1600-h/Camcorder+Stills+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 271px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SjhEF5HV_wI/AAAAAAAAALk/4aVjICkBM6c/s320/Camcorder+Stills+027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348099425524121346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also started a boot camp at The Point at Ballwin Commons. Mon-Thur at 5:45am I get up and get my butt kicked by a retired Marine, who is QUITE attractive, so its motivating. Its only been two days, but my abs and shoulders are sore, and I'm pretty proud of myself. I keep running on my own, which I'll never quit, because I just love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and I are starting a book club in september.  We are stoked to do it!!! I've read so much lately. Check out my reads!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-6558638431586906256?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/6558638431586906256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=6558638431586906256' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/6558638431586906256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/6558638431586906256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2009/06/more-9-5.html' title='More 9-5'/><author><name>AVB</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SjhEqovwiQI/AAAAAAAAAL0/XVTyunP2g2w/s72-c/Camcorder+Stills+017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85885560356864818.post-8499218261803432775</id><published>2009-05-16T19:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T19:20:10.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Progress</title><content type='html'>I have decided to put 100% into AVB home.  Working in a job that allows me very little creativity makes me REALLY want to be creative every other minutes I'm not at work.  I feel like all I think about when I'm at work and have a free moment is either AVB Home or the interior of my office.  And thats ok.  It makes me feel really good knowing I have a company that I can put 100% into. So, I have hired my dear friend Wes to do my company identity which I am so excited about. He is so talented, and I trust completly to just take over and do his thing.  Website, logo, cards, stationary, etc. It feels great to have a goal. I have signed up for twitter as AVBHome, and will have an RSS feed on my website as well as things progress. I warn all those who read, I'm going to be like a hooker selling herself to feed her kids. I'm going to pimp myself hard for my company to succeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow.  We are going to the lake for the holiday.  I dont love the Ozarks, but also havent been in 10 years, so who knows!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-8499218261803432775?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/8499218261803432775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=8499218261803432775' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/8499218261803432775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/8499218261803432775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2009/05/progress.html' title='Progress'/><author><name>AVB</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-85885560356864818.post-2008503318527510623</id><published>2009-05-06T15:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T16:07:24.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Workin 9-5!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SgIXVEwxbAI/AAAAAAAAAKs/HPQjXhDnOZE/s1600-h/IMGP0566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SgIXVEwxbAI/AAAAAAAAAKs/HPQjXhDnOZE/s320/IMGP0566.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332850559583087618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SgIXVXz9WkI/AAAAAAAAAK0/2KKJS7XVyno/s1600-h/IMGP0569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SgIXVXz9WkI/AAAAAAAAAK0/2KKJS7XVyno/s320/IMGP0569.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332850564696726082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there is a 9-5 for me. I'm back on the payroll, so far so good.  I like the people, the location is great.  One complaint. I would love to have the ability to be more creative, but it seems there is too many people that are involved that are really used to things, so oh well! I really like it, and there isnt the emotional stress that i had before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I apologize for neglecting.  Working again makes nights and weekends sooo busy!! I've been going to the gym at 6am, and coming home and either cleaning the house, working on the house with John, or working at my parents house for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dogs are getting used to the adjustment- check that, Oscar is.  Ben is really rebelling.  He is getting into each trash can, every day, and chewing anything he can get a hold of.  When John gets home, he knows he has done wrong because he runs and hides, or sits next to his damage and shakes.  I am at the end of my rope, and just dont know what to do, aside from call the dog whisperer.  He is really annoying me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend one of my best friends got married.  It was such a beautiful event, and I was so happy to take place, even though I sobbed like a sissy during the ceremony.  Luckily, I made up for it by downing enough champagne to kill a horse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SgIXU6uaTMI/AAAAAAAAAKk/Nl3uE-DVb20/s1600-h/IMGP0564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SgIXU6uaTMI/AAAAAAAAAKk/Nl3uE-DVb20/s320/IMGP0564.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332850556888829122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SgIXVlpLaFI/AAAAAAAAAK8/CSadCGdDnkM/s1600-h/IMGP0593.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SgIXVlpLaFI/AAAAAAAAAK8/CSadCGdDnkM/s320/IMGP0593.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332850568409606226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really excited for Mother's Day. John and I are taking our Moms and Rick to Cardwells for brunch, and i expect to have a few mimosas! Should be yummy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and if anyone can help me with formatting these pictures, go for it! I cant do much more than drag and drop, and half the time it wont let me drop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-2008503318527510623?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/2008503318527510623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=2008503318527510623' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/2008503318527510623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/2008503318527510623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2009/05/workin-9-5.html' title='Workin 9-5!'/><author><name>AVB</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SgIXVEwxbAI/AAAAAAAAAKs/HPQjXhDnOZE/s72-c/IMGP0566.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85885560356864818.post-3727647436485411057</id><published>2009-04-25T19:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T19:44:02.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No more, no more 9-5?</title><content type='html'>I'm officially back on payroll, and I really! i mean really like it. Its very different from my last job, for many reasons. Mainly, i am busy ALL day. I dont sit around and look for things to do, and pretend to be busy so my boss doesnt get mad at me.  I actually have things to do, and I love it.  I love that my boss is a woman, and a NICE woman. She is very kind, and very understanding. And I love the location. Right down the street from frontenac, its very easy to get to! So far so good!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i got some devastating news today. I've learned that our Dotty (dorothy Zbornack-Bea Arthur) has passed away at the age of 86.  I am actually very upset about this because of the Golden Girls (even though I know her career spans much further than this).  I grew up with Dorothy's hard ass, and she will certainly be missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SfPIh6gcMEI/AAAAAAAAAKM/It8iJrF1ii4/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 92px; height: 121px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SfPIh6gcMEI/AAAAAAAAAKM/It8iJrF1ii4/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328823269075988546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I am including pictures of California as I had not added them before. It was a great trip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SfPJdBctWVI/AAAAAAAAAKc/zfFx7Zu_Cyc/s1600-h/Signorelli.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SfPJdBctWVI/AAAAAAAAAKc/zfFx7Zu_Cyc/s320/Signorelli.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328824284551666002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I write this, i am with a full tummy of champagne and dinner! John is in Vegas at a bachelor party so my parents and I went to a local wine bar and saw lots of great friends and had LOTS of wine and champagne!&lt;br /&gt;John is at Jason Lazerus's bachelor party and having a great time. Apparently, he has been put in a $30K/night suite at the palms (bowling suite) and having a blast.  I hope when he comes home he has some energy left because we havent had much time together because of our traveling.  Absence certainly does make the heart grow fonder, and I miss my guy.  But, our &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SfPJcw2phMI/AAAAAAAAAKU/P5dXGOfRa1I/s1600-h/MeatFace2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SfPJcw2phMI/AAAAAAAAAKU/P5dXGOfRa1I/s320/MeatFace2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328824280097064130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;kids really love hanging out with their "grandparents" and are exhausted!!!!  Oscar's eyes seem to get wider every day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-3727647436485411057?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/3727647436485411057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=3727647436485411057' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/3727647436485411057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/3727647436485411057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2009/04/no-more-no-more-9-5.html' title='No more, no more 9-5?'/><author><name>AVB</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SfPIh6gcMEI/AAAAAAAAAKM/It8iJrF1ii4/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85885560356864818.post-7433207493731158118</id><published>2009-04-17T06:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T06:41:15.394-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLO!!!</title><content type='html'>I'm employed!!!  I'm in San Francisco with my sister, and my last interview was Wednesday.  Upon leaving, i got, "well, i'd like to make it official and offer you the job!" (she even had two interviews left, that she entertained, but said she would turn down. So, i'm doing a bunch of things at this place, but i think the official title is Administrative Director of Operations...but, she said she'd like me to do marketing as well. Basically the company sells as an agent small to mid sized companies, by finding buyers.  They have a very high success rate, so they seem to be very successful all around! So it was good news to take to California.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night we went to a great dinner near Berkely and were home and in bed by 10 pacific time. I was so tired, so I was up at 5:50am pacific time and ready to take poppy out! He's a good boy! Loves to hump.  He likes to hump his mommy's leg, and below is him taking a break.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SeiGvmCHvhI/AAAAAAAAAKE/kZYWWLT339A/s1600-h/PoppyHump.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SeiGvmCHvhI/AAAAAAAAAKE/kZYWWLT339A/s320/PoppyHump.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325654711587028498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-7433207493731158118?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/7433207493731158118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=7433207493731158118' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/7433207493731158118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/7433207493731158118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2009/04/hello.html' title='HELLO!!!'/><author><name>AVB</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LoQaMMP9S98/SeiGvmCHvhI/AAAAAAAAAKE/kZYWWLT339A/s72-c/PoppyHump.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85885560356864818.post-5452384575270356677</id><published>2009-04-12T15:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T15:10:27.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I have an Interview...</title><content type='html'>Happy Easter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-5452384575270356677?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/5452384575270356677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=5452384575270356677' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/5452384575270356677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/5452384575270356677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-have-interview.html' title='I have an Interview...'/><author><name>AVB</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-85885560356864818.post-1001655321310643845</id><published>2009-03-31T09:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T09:24:54.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cleanse=done</title><content type='html'>Its officially done, well, yesterday it was.  I feel really good, and have decided to extend it until i hit my goal weight. It may be actually until i go to San Fran in 16 days, but I will allow myself some free days.  I lost a few lbs and find myself staying energized all day. So, i'd like to stick to it a while longer.  I think truly it has changed my habits quite a bit, so I dont want to go "back" to my "old" ways, but one can eat rice and veggies alone for so long. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so what the heck?! Someone hire me already. I apply to a good 3 jobs a day and dont even get call backs. No idea what I'm doing wrong.  I just got an additional 13 weeks to look for work, and things arent looking good. UGH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-1001655321310643845?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/1001655321310643845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=1001655321310643845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/1001655321310643845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/1001655321310643845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2009/03/cleansedone.html' title='Cleanse=done'/><author><name>AVB</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-85885560356864818.post-8660869318450337960</id><published>2009-03-27T06:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T06:15:02.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Go...?</title><content type='html'>Well, I found myself a new recruiter, possibly two actually.  My friend Paige gave me the name of a lady who called me back and was a breath of fresh air. She gave it to me straight. The market sucks, but she'll work hard for me (versus the d-bag who made promises only if I went out with him).  I'm still waiting to hear back from another recruiter I got in touch with from my friend Tibby.  So, lets hope these two can give me more nibbles than I have gotten on my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is day 4 of a horrible headache, although today is the best its been.  I am confident it is from the weird weather front; rain, sun, snow? It hurts my head!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleanse wise, I'm still doing well.  I have a couple nibbles here and there, but very seldom, and I'm still not drinking.  I truly cant believe I have gone this long without, but dont miss it at all! Yeah, most things arent as funny if I had a glass of wine, but oh well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is my dad's birthday....Happy Birthday dad!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-8660869318450337960?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/8660869318450337960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=8660869318450337960' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/8660869318450337960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/8660869318450337960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2009/03/another-go.html' title='Another Go...?'/><author><name>AVB</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-85885560356864818.post-2657584998854855386</id><published>2009-03-24T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T10:40:09.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here I come!</title><content type='html'>I'm excited to finally be getting away from this mess.  After daily job searches and monotony, I have decided to take a break and head to California.  I booked a flight to San Fran for 3 weeks from now and will hit the town with my sister. Its bee a long time since I have left (gone anywhere for that matter) and am excited to make some memories.  I feel my camera, and my free spirit have been ignored lately.  My hope is this will give me some relaxation, and stimulate me to get motivated again to job search. I am really discouraged, and at the same time, majorly stressed out. I've been working in my parents yard cleaning it, and it has actually helped me destress a lot! It feels good to just work, and see progress, and be outside breathing the fresh spring air.  Since it is almost done, I figured San Fran was the next best thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the diet, I have totally shocked myself and stuck with it.  Today is day 16 of the regimen and i am feeling still great! I miss relaxing outside in this gorgeous weather with a glass of wine, but honestly, i am just as content with water too.  I feel i've moved past that desire to have a cocktail at gatherings, and dont think about it. But, i have the urge to do a date night and just have a good dinner, but not yet. I think the 11th of April is when I'll end the diet, and begin portion control. I've figured out my portions is my problem, and hopefully, i can manage it better in the future. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John and i went to see The Last House on the Left on Saturday and we both left deeply disturbed.  It was very suspenceful and it was a really good story, but holy CHRIST! It was so gory (a really well done job at it too) but it also had sexual violence which i have very little tolerance for.  And it was very graphic, so i couldnt watch it and felt like i wanted to cry. I hate sexual violence in movies, and it totally makes me sad. Especially because it is an American thing.   European and foreign movies do not emphasise sexual violence, so i dont understand why American movies do. It really makes me sick, and I acknowledge it is shock value, but yuck.  I get what's about to happen, so why go into such detail? Ick.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/85885560356864818-2657584998854855386?l=adriane9to5.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/feeds/2657584998854855386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=85885560356864818&amp;postID=2657584998854855386' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/2657584998854855386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/85885560356864818/posts/default/2657584998854855386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriane9to5.blogspot.com/2009/03/here-i-come.html' title='Here I come!'/><author><name>AVB</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-85885560356864818.post-4358196476013579630</id><published>2009-03-21T14:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T14:48:46.895-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Goin!!!</title><content type='html'>8 Official days to go!! I'm still feeling great, but with this weather getting so nice, all i want to do is sit outside with a glass of wine.  Eventually I will, but for now, I'm keepin on! I've even been pondering going until April 11th.  We have a wedding to go to, and I may make that my night.  Also, I've been thinking about going to San Francisco. I have the urge (need at this point) to go away and airfare is SO  cheap.  We'll see how that pans out too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out with john and some of his buddies last night, to a bar, (had diet coke) and could only really endure about an hour of it. More so just the guy talk.  I slept like crap from the caffeine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight we are going to dinner (we'll see what i come up with) and a movie, The Last House on the Left. I'm a little nervous about watching that movie as the commercials hint towards sexual violence which i HATE. 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