<?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-18576934</id><updated>2012-02-16T10:48:44.538-06:00</updated><category term='outreach/ karma'/><category term='cool stuff'/><category term='self and spiritual event'/><category term='funny'/><category term='survey'/><category term='movies'/><category term='weird stuff'/><category term='family'/><category term='rants'/><category term='quotes'/><category term='article'/><category term='drool'/><category term='awesome friends'/><category term='blogging'/><category term='Religion/Wicca'/><title type='text'>SassCDaphne</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>256</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-4025956957495325523</id><published>2010-02-15T09:37:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T09:48:03.727-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Avatar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S3lqVYU0owI/AAAAAAAAAGE/RklKisJ6FKw/s1600-h/250661-bigthumbnail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S3lqVYU0owI/AAAAAAAAAGE/RklKisJ6FKw/s400/250661-bigthumbnail.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438494940566168322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after much debate, last night I went to see Avatar in 3-D. When the movie first came out, I had no intentions of seeing the movie at all. I am not a huge Sci-Fi kinda girl (my sister is more of the expert in that department).The problem was that ever since the movie's release December 18th, there was more and more buzz about the movie. Not to mention all the Grammy's that the movie and James Cameron won. Now, there have been many movies in the past that "paid" for all of their media hype so I usually take those things with a grain of salt. However, it was all of the public's buzz that was getting unavoidable. Then, my sister went to see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit, the movie was excellent. The graphics were absolutely stunning and unlike anything I have ever seen before. The most amazing part of the graphics imho were the scenes between humans and the Na'vi is what blew me away. When a Na'vi or human would come into physical contact, there was no question to the eye that they appaeared to really interact. Too many movies have tried their best to make this appear as real as possible but typically it can still be seen that the two are not really together in the scene. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, I am so happy that I went to see this movie. Even though the film was PG-13, my daughter Skye went along and she loved it too. The movie IS 3 hours long but because of the way the movie captures and demands your attention, the time flies by. LOVED it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-4025956957495325523?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/4025956957495325523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=4025956957495325523&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/4025956957495325523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/4025956957495325523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2010/02/avatar.html' title='Avatar'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S3lqVYU0owI/AAAAAAAAAGE/RklKisJ6FKw/s72-c/250661-bigthumbnail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-8413751714728836081</id><published>2010-02-14T15:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T15:02:00.751-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Multimedia message</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S3hkyG_hWXI/AAAAAAAAAF8/ZQMgzvwKPpA/s1600-h/bm-image-720753.jpe"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S3hkyG_hWXI/AAAAAAAAAF8/ZQMgzvwKPpA/s320/bm-image-720753.jpe"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438207362083150194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Happy valentines day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-8413751714728836081?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/8413751714728836081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=8413751714728836081&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/8413751714728836081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/8413751714728836081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2010/02/multimedia-message.html' title='Multimedia message'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S3hkyG_hWXI/AAAAAAAAAF8/ZQMgzvwKPpA/s72-c/bm-image-720753.jpe' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-2731500064962408039</id><published>2010-02-08T21:03:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T21:03:22.336-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fwd: New Message</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; &lt;table border=0 cellpadding=0 width="400"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt; &lt;img src="cid:media1.jpeg"&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Chris playing trombone &lt;br&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Christian is in the middle back right in front of the precussion section. You will be very proud. I don't have video of them playing, but as soon as I get it on the computer I will send it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-2731500064962408039?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/2731500064962408039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=2731500064962408039&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/2731500064962408039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/2731500064962408039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2010/02/fwd-new-message_08.html' title='Fwd: New Message'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-1400247608790334272</id><published>2010-02-08T20:59:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T20:59:23.123-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fwd: New Message</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; &lt;table border=0 cellpadding=0 width="400"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt; &lt;img src="cid:media1.jpeg"&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Chris playing in the symphonic band &lt;br&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Symphonic band&lt;br&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-1400247608790334272?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/1400247608790334272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=1400247608790334272&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/1400247608790334272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/1400247608790334272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2010/02/fwd-new-message.html' title='Fwd: New Message'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-6667246648115819954</id><published>2010-01-15T09:16:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T09:17:28.433-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Go Away Mad...... Just Go Away :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/m02-RHN_hQE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/m02-RHN_hQE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-6667246648115819954?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/6667246648115819954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=6667246648115819954&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/6667246648115819954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/6667246648115819954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2010/01/dont-go-away-mad-just-go-away.html' title='Don&apos;t Go Away Mad...... Just Go Away :)'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-8250069452410036724</id><published>2010-01-14T14:35:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T14:44:10.645-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>Games!</title><content type='html'>SO, I'm confused. Perhaps it's because I was never much of a person who was in to the whole dating-mind-game scenario. Why does someone do the whole cliche' crap of, "oh, it's not you; it's ME" then become surprised when the other person says that they prefer not to stay in contact with them? Even more, they then refuse to respect these wishes and they decide to "visit" them to supposedly return a personal item that they knew was already replaced and was of no significance? I know, I'm rambling but I just don't understand WHY a person ends the relationship and then turns around and refuses to just walk away completely. Is it the whole, "I don't want you but I want you to be miserable and no one else can have you" BS? I am so sick of people misplacing their own insecurities onto others in hopes to avoid their own consequences and to feel better about themselves. Ok, I feel better now :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-8250069452410036724?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/8250069452410036724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=8250069452410036724&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/8250069452410036724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/8250069452410036724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2010/01/games.html' title='Games!'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-8400882193303522741</id><published>2010-01-14T11:21:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T11:21:19.871-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Warning</title><content type='html'>Soap Box rant about to come.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-8400882193303522741?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/8400882193303522741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=8400882193303522741&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/8400882193303522741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/8400882193303522741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2010/01/warning.html' title='Warning'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-2142468612191212801</id><published>2010-01-09T18:34:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T18:34:38.578-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know it&amp;#39;s been a long time since i&amp;#39;ve updated this but now i can send updates using my cell so i will write more very soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-2142468612191212801?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/2142468612191212801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=2142468612191212801&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/2142468612191212801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/2142468612191212801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-know-it-been-long-time-since-i.html' title=''/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-4291402797409893037</id><published>2009-05-20T12:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T08:17:51.073-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>Oh, My, HOLY Pattinson!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/ShQ6rC1VfxI/AAAAAAAAAFU/rYzHlB1mn7Q/s1600-h/NEW+MOON.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/ShQ6rC1VfxI/AAAAAAAAAFU/rYzHlB1mn7Q/s400/NEW+MOON.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337955969510244114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so loving the new poster! I JUST finished the book "New Moon" last night and I am biting my nails to pick up Eclipse next. I think I will do that this weekend. I am excited for the movie too, but more excited to read what happens next. It's also been confirmed that there will be 4 movies released for the Twilight series. Rob has also agreed to play Edward Cullen for all 4 :) I couldn't picture anyone else filling that role personally! Now hopefully Taylor and Kristen will remain for the sequels as well!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-4291402797409893037?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/4291402797409893037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=4291402797409893037&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/4291402797409893037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/4291402797409893037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2009/05/oh-my-holy-pattinson.html' title='Oh, My, HOLY Pattinson!'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/ShQ6rC1VfxI/AAAAAAAAAFU/rYzHlB1mn7Q/s72-c/NEW+MOON.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-3714860126067622943</id><published>2009-05-14T08:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T08:17:45.641-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>This Is Just The Beginning........</title><content type='html'>Today is the official day my son turns 13. Yes, teenager. The image says all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/Sgwf-rKmsuI/AAAAAAAAAFM/snfuKXkmUEU/s1600-h/afraid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/Sgwf-rKmsuI/AAAAAAAAAFM/snfuKXkmUEU/s400/afraid.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335674820126749410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-3714860126067622943?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/3714860126067622943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=3714860126067622943&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/3714860126067622943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/3714860126067622943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-is-just-beginning.html' title='This Is Just The Beginning........'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/Sgwf-rKmsuI/AAAAAAAAAFM/snfuKXkmUEU/s72-c/afraid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-7831559016400564089</id><published>2009-05-12T12:08:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T15:12:00.140-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>This Is Too Funny!</title><content type='html'>I don't know what is better..... the reference he makes to his sex life with Britney or the expressions he makes after he says it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widgets.nbc.com/o/4727a250e66f9723/4a09ace44d66da6b/4a0833260626f48a/1a7703f/-cpid/7f2e450e947d8b9b" id="W4727a250e66f97234a09ace44d66da6b" width="384" height="283"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widgets.nbc.com/o/4727a250e66f9723/4a09ace44d66da6b/4a0833260626f48a/1a7703f/-cpid/7f2e450e947d8b9b" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="all" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-7831559016400564089?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/7831559016400564089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=7831559016400564089&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/7831559016400564089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/7831559016400564089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-is-too-funny.html' title='This Is Too Funny!'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-3216091819188858407</id><published>2009-04-29T08:36:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T15:12:09.116-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outreach/ karma'/><title type='text'>Why? I Will Never Understand</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/SfhZJXzoXSI/AAAAAAAAAE8/n1MJInX4Ld0/s1600-h/abuse.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 130px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/SfhZJXzoXSI/AAAAAAAAAE8/n1MJInX4Ld0/s400/abuse.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330108176537247010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came across this &lt;a href="http://www.nsalamerica.org/help-me-heal/hmh_animals/honey.html"&gt;story&lt;/a&gt; about a baby girl named Honey. She was abused, neglected, and her humans even forced her to starve. They starved her SO MUCH that the poor girl ate something that wasn't meant to be edible and it lodged in her intestines and caused her severe internal bleeding. It nearly killed her. Actually, it WOULD have killed her if it wasn't for the angels that worked around the clock to save her life. This just breaks my heart. It's sad that I have more faith in animals and nature than I do in mankind these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/SfhZPeZhdII/AAAAAAAAAFE/9Qi9uRUJpEQ/s1600-h/cruel.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 193px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/SfhZPeZhdII/AAAAAAAAAFE/9Qi9uRUJpEQ/s400/cruel.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330108281386005634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-3216091819188858407?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/3216091819188858407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=3216091819188858407&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/3216091819188858407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/3216091819188858407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2009/04/why-i-will-never-understand.html' title='Why? I Will Never Understand'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/SfhZJXzoXSI/AAAAAAAAAE8/n1MJInX4Ld0/s72-c/abuse.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-4809778427750336718</id><published>2009-04-28T12:40:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T15:12:17.062-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outreach/ karma'/><title type='text'>Back The Blue</title><content type='html'>Now, this is very heart-warming. I'll never forget when the officers were killed and how the whole metroplex mourned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nbcdfw.com/news/local/Cyclists-Ride-2000-Miles-for-Fallen-Officers.html"&gt;In Loving Memory&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-4809778427750336718?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/4809778427750336718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=4809778427750336718&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/4809778427750336718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/4809778427750336718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2009/04/back-blue.html' title='Back The Blue'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-5335625657289449653</id><published>2009-04-28T12:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T15:12:23.604-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outreach/ karma'/><title type='text'>How Horrible</title><content type='html'>This is truly sad and unfortunate. WARNING graphic video. The horse that was hit had to be euthanized, suffering from multiple fractures. You can read the article &lt;a href="http://www.nbcdfw.com/news/us_world/Video__Deadly_Collision_at_Pre-Derby_Workout_All__National_.html"&gt;here&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;object id="4873" classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=8,0,0,0" height="394" width="448"&gt;&lt;param value="always" name="allowscriptaccess" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.nbcdfw.com/syndication?id=43875787&amp;path=%2Fnews%2Fus_world"/&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.nbcdfw.com/syndication?id=43875787&amp;path=%2Fnews%2Fus_world"  type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" wmode="transparent" allowfullscreen="true" height="394" width="448"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-5335625657289449653?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/5335625657289449653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=5335625657289449653&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/5335625657289449653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/5335625657289449653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2009/04/how-horrible.html' title='How Horrible'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-7863819750342085635</id><published>2009-04-27T16:08:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T15:12:33.283-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>No Mas!</title><content type='html'>I've decided to do it. That's right! There will be sweat. There will be pain. There might even be some blood and tears (perhaps not my own). Either way, I have come to the conclusion it's time! So I've decided it is time to stop smoking. Personally I enjoy it TOO much, but the main motivation for this are my kids. They have asked me numerous times to quit and I recall what it was like when I was a child asking my mom to quit as well. Broke my heart when the rolls had been changed. May 1st is "D" day. I am already preparing myself with research on which patch to use, support groups online, and plenty of snacks. For everyone else, I would avoid Fort Worth within the 100-mile radius for a few weeks :) Just a suggestion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, some really interesting (and alarming) info I found out after taking a couple of online smoker's tests:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/SfYiheHvPJI/AAAAAAAAAEs/YHgIF1qXMoE/s1600-h/stop+smoking+risks.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 354px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/SfYiheHvPJI/AAAAAAAAAEs/YHgIF1qXMoE/s400/stop+smoking+risks.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329485167456107666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's how much money I will save once I quit... (I will be opening a savings account and putting my "cigarette money" in it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/SfYi6tZRfpI/AAAAAAAAAE0/DMsXewQspHo/s1600-h/stop+smoking+results.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/SfYi6tZRfpI/AAAAAAAAAE0/DMsXewQspHo/s400/stop+smoking+results.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329485601052917394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-7863819750342085635?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/7863819750342085635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=7863819750342085635&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/7863819750342085635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/7863819750342085635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2009/04/no-mas.html' title='No Mas!'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/SfYiheHvPJI/AAAAAAAAAEs/YHgIF1qXMoE/s72-c/stop+smoking+risks.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-6524275296580363390</id><published>2009-04-21T12:24:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T15:12:54.280-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>Hellz Yeah! I Can't Wait :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://www.etonline.com/media/flash/FlowPlayerDark224.swf?config=%7BconfigFileName%3A%27http%3A%2F%2Fwww%2Eetonline%2Ecom%2Fmedia%2Fvideo%2F2009%2F04%2F72994%2Findex%2Ephp%27%2Cembedded%3Atrue%7D" width="431" height="272" scale="noscale" bgcolor="111111" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowFullScreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" allowNetworking="all" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-6524275296580363390?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/6524275296580363390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=6524275296580363390&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/6524275296580363390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/6524275296580363390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2009/04/hellz-yeah-i-cant-wait.html' title='Hellz Yeah! I Can&apos;t Wait :)'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-5076344927015903481</id><published>2009-04-21T09:23:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T09:24:26.883-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Twitter-Time</title><content type='html'>That's right, I have given in to the fight and I joined it. My profile is blank right now but I will do updates on it soon. Click on the blog title to be re-directed to my Twitter if you are interested!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-5076344927015903481?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.twitter.com/dragynmagick' title='Twitter-Time'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/5076344927015903481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=5076344927015903481&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/5076344927015903481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/5076344927015903481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2009/04/twitter-time.html' title='Twitter-Time'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-5716166032085319904</id><published>2009-04-21T08:47:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T08:47:36.612-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Program I am not a fan of ha-ha</title><content type='html'>Dear Tech Support, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year I upgraded from Boyfriend 5.0 to Husband 1.0 and noticed a distinct slowdown in overall system performance, particularly in the flower and jewelry applications, which operated flawlessly under Boyfriend 5.0. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition, Husband 1.0 uninstalled many other valuable programs, such as Romance 9.5 and Personal Attention 6.5, and then installed undesirable programs such as NBA 5.0, NFL 3.0 and Golf Clubs 4.1. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conversation 8.0 no longer runs, and Housecleaning 2.6 simply crashes the system. Please note that I have tried running Nagging 5.3 to fix these problems, but to no avail. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I do? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signed, &lt;br /&gt;Desperate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEAR DESPERATE, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, keep in mind, Boyfriend 5.0 is an Entertainment Package, while Husband 1.0 is an operating system.   Please enter command: ithoughtyoulovedme.html and try to download Tears 6.2 and do not forget to install the Guilt 3.0 update. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If that application works as designed, Husband 1.0 should then automatically run the applications Jewelry 2.0 and Flowers 3.5. However, remember, overuse of the above application can cause Husband 1.0 to default to  Grumpy Silence 2.5, Happy Hour 7.0 or Beer 6.1. Please note that Beer 6.1 is a very bad program that will download the Farting and Snoring Loudly Beta. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you do, DO NOT under any circumstances install Mother-In-Law1.0 (it runs a virus in the background that will eventually seize control of all your system resources.)  In addition, please do not attempt to reinstall the Boyfriend5.0 program. These are unsupported applications and will crash Husband 1.0. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In summary, Husband 1.0 is a great program, but it does have limited memory and cannot learn new applications quickly. You might consider buying additional software to improve memory and performance. We recommend Cooking 3.0 and Hot Lingerie 7.7 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Luck Babe! &lt;br /&gt;Tech Support&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-5716166032085319904?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/5716166032085319904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=5716166032085319904&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/5716166032085319904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/5716166032085319904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2009/04/program-i-am-not-fan-of-ha-ha.html' title='A Program I am not a fan of ha-ha'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-1821996061409786301</id><published>2009-04-20T08:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T08:30:57.148-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh My....</title><content type='html'>A father put his 3 year old daughter to bed, told her a story and listened to her prayers which ended by saying, 'God bless Mommy, God bless Daddy, God bless Grandma and goodbye Grandpa.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The father asked, 'Why did you say goodbye Grandpa?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little girl said, 'I don't know daddy, it just seemed like the thing to do.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day grandpa died. The father thought it was a strange coincidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few months later the father put the girl to bed and listened to her prayers which went like this: 'God bless Mommy, God Bless Daddy and goodbye Grandma.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day the grandmother died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Holy sh*t!' thought the father, 'this kid is in contact with the other side.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several weeks later when the girl was going to bed the dad heard her say: 'God bless Mommy and goodbye Daddy.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He practically went into shock. He couldn't sleep all night and got up at the crack of dawn to go to his office. He was nervous as a cat all day, had lunch and watched the clock. He figured if he could get by until midnight he would be okay. He felt safe in the office, so instead of going home at the end of the day he stayed there, drinking coffee, looking at his watch and jumping at every sound.  Finally, midnight arrived, he breathed a sigh of relief and went home.  When he got home his wife said 'I've never seen you work so late, what's the matter?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said 'I don't want to talk about it, I've just spent the worst day of my life.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said, 'You think you had a bad day ... you'll never believe what happened to me. This morning my golf pro dropped dead in the middle of my lesson!'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-1821996061409786301?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/1821996061409786301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=1821996061409786301&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/1821996061409786301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/1821996061409786301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2009/04/oh-my.html' title='Oh My....'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-6760210184887040654</id><published>2009-04-17T15:12:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T15:14:13.047-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yearly Dementia Test (Don't cheat!)</title><content type='html'>It's that time of year to take our annual senior citizen test.&lt;br /&gt;Exercise of the brain is as important as exercise of the muscles. As we grow older, it's important to keep mentally alert... If you don't use it, you lose it! Below is a very private way to gauge your loss or non-loss of intelligence. &lt;br /&gt;Take the test presented here to determine if you're losing it or not.. The spaces below are so you don't see the answers until you've made your answer.&lt;br /&gt;OK, relax, clear your mind and begin. DON’T CHEAT !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&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;1. What do you put in a toaster?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer: 'bread.' If you said 'toast,' give up now and do something else. &lt;br /&gt;Try not to hurt yourself.. If you said, bread, go to Question 2.&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;2. Say ' silk' five times. Now spell 'silk.' What do cows drink?&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;Answer: Cows drink water. If you said 'milk,' don't attempt the next question. Your brain is over-stressed and may even overheat. Content yourself with reading a more appropriate literature such as Auto World. However, if you said 'water', proceed to question 3. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. If a red house is made from red bricks and a blue house is made from blue bricks and a pink house is made from pink bricks and a black house is made from black bricks, what is a green house made from? &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;Answer: Greenhouses are made from glass. If you said 'green bricks,' why are you still reading these???&lt;br /&gt;If you said 'glass,' go on to Question 4. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. It's twenty years ago, and a plane is flying at 20,000 feet over  Germany  (If you will recall,  Germany  at the time was politically divided into  West Germany  and  East Germany .) Anyway, during the flight, two engines fail. The pilot, realizing that the last remaining engine is also failing, decides on a crash landing procedure. Unfortunately the engine fails before he can do so and the plane fatally crashes smack in the middle of 'no man's land' between  East Germany  and  West Germany . Where would you bury the survivors? East Germany, West Germany, or no man's land'? &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;Answer: You don't bury survivors.&lt;br /&gt;If you said ANYTHING else, you're a dunce and you must stop. If you said, 'You don't bury survivors', proceed to the next question. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Without using a calculator - You are driving a bus from  London  to Milford Haven in  Wales . In  London , 17 people get on the bus. In  Reading , six people get off the bus and nine people get on. In Swindon, two people get off and four get on. In  Cardiff , 11 people get off and 16 people get on. In  Swansea , three people get off and five people get on . In Carmathen, six people get off and three get on. You then arrive at Milford Haven.&lt;br /&gt;What was the name of the bus driver? &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;Answer: Oh, for crying out loud!&lt;br /&gt;Don't you remember your own name? It was YOU!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: 95% of people fail most of the questions!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-6760210184887040654?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/6760210184887040654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=6760210184887040654&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/6760210184887040654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/6760210184887040654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2009/04/yearly-dementia-test-dont-cheat.html' title='Yearly Dementia Test (Don&apos;t cheat!)'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-1849479073472384035</id><published>2009-04-17T15:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T15:12:46.412-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Soap-Box Spared</title><content type='html'>I decided to spare everyone the headache ha! More on that later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-1849479073472384035?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/1849479073472384035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=1849479073472384035&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/1849479073472384035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/1849479073472384035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2009/04/soap-box-spared.html' title='Soap-Box Spared'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-7975692700432595401</id><published>2009-04-14T08:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T08:24:16.948-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a Warning</title><content type='html'>Soap box trip coming shortly! Be afraid..... be VERY afraid!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-7975692700432595401?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/7975692700432595401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=7975692700432595401&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/7975692700432595401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/7975692700432595401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-warning.html' title='Just a Warning'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-8269971919551918105</id><published>2009-04-08T12:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T12:45:40.187-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Concert Coming</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/SdzivhKMB3I/AAAAAAAAAEk/2GiBENBzkW0/s1600-h/u2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/SdzivhKMB3I/AAAAAAAAAEk/2GiBENBzkW0/s400/u2.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322378165627914098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard on the radio this morning that U2 is going to come to Dallas and play at the brand new stadium in October wooot! Tickets go on sale April 20th and I am SO going!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-8269971919551918105?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/8269971919551918105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=8269971919551918105&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/8269971919551918105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/8269971919551918105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2009/04/concert-coming.html' title='Concert Coming'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/SdzivhKMB3I/AAAAAAAAAEk/2GiBENBzkW0/s72-c/u2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-8454081334145661620</id><published>2009-04-07T11:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T11:20:09.002-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's Work Together!</title><content type='html'>For the month of April, the sponsors for www.thebreastcancersite.com are going to donate a large chunk of money towards free mamograms and breast cancer research if the website can reach a goal of so many clicks from people like us. I click daily; it's free and only takes a second of our time. Something so trivial and simple can save someone's life! Either click on the post title or the below graphic to help :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin:5px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thebreastcancersite.com/tpc/BCS_linktous_468x60_01"&gt;&lt;img alt="The Breast Cancer Site" src="http://www.greatergood.com/images/linktous/468x60_bcs-oneclick.jpg"&gt;&lt;/img&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/18576934-8454081334145661620?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.thebreastcancersite.com' title='Let&apos;s Work Together!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/8454081334145661620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=8454081334145661620&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/8454081334145661620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/8454081334145661620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2009/04/lets-work-together.html' title='Let&apos;s Work Together!'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-3005417008286779795</id><published>2009-04-07T11:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T11:16:45.595-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Lag</title><content type='html'>So I didn't blog anything last week because I was icky-sick :( I have a lot to catch up on and a movie review to do as well so I will be posting all of that soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-3005417008286779795?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/3005417008286779795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=3005417008286779795&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/3005417008286779795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/3005417008286779795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-lag.html' title='Blog Lag'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-5593444274454043406</id><published>2009-03-27T08:29:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T08:30:46.467-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Please Help</title><content type='html'>We can all do our part to help with the environment and it doesn't cost a thing! Please help..... what do you have to lose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theanimalrescuesite.com/clickToGive/takeaction.faces?siteId=3&amp;campaign=StopSealHunt&amp;signatureTag=1h4zaza9csco9fsswe8v6&amp;confirmationCode=owwphzxp9tiq"&gt;Click Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-5593444274454043406?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.theanimalrescuesite.com/clickToGive/takeaction.faces?siteId=3&amp;campaign=StopSealHunt&amp;signatureTag=1h4zaza9csco9fsswe8v6&amp;confirmationCode=owwphzxp9tiq' title='Please Help'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/5593444274454043406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=5593444274454043406&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/5593444274454043406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/5593444274454043406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2009/03/please-help.html' title='Please Help'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-3732106552149372818</id><published>2009-03-26T13:19:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T13:19:37.341-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This is really cool</title><content type='html'>Can you imagine how much time this took to make?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=993998&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=993998&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/993998"&gt;MUTO a wall-painted animation by BLU&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/blu"&gt;blu&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-3732106552149372818?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/3732106552149372818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=3732106552149372818&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/3732106552149372818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/3732106552149372818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-is-really-cool.html' title='This is really cool'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-2080945307594055513</id><published>2009-03-26T12:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T12:25:52.782-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No Compassion At All?</title><content type='html'>I have to admit that I was quite pissed off when I heard this story this morning on the radio....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Officer Delayed NFL&lt;br /&gt;Player at Hospital&lt;br /&gt;Created On: Thursday, 26 Mar 2009, 7:29 AM CDT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLANO - A white Dallas police officer who delayed Houston Texans' running back Ryan Moats, who is black, from visiting his mother-in-law before she died in a Plano hospital was reassigned to dispatch pending an investigation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moats, his wife and other family members rushed from their suburban Dallas home to Baylor Regional Medical Center at Plano during the early hours of March 18 after getting word around midnight that Moats' mother-in-law, Jonetta Collinsworth, was dying. She had breast cancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dallas-Fort Worth station WFAA-TV, which obtained video from a dashboard camera inside the officer's vehicle, reported that Moats' vehicle rolled through a red light en route to the hospital. Officer Robert Powell, 25, stopped the SUV in the hospital's parking lot outside the emergency room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moats explained to the officer that he waited until there was no traffic before proceeding through the red light and that his mother-in-law was dying, right then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dashboard video revealed an intense exchange in which the officer threatened to jail Moats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Get in there," said Powell, yelling at 27-year-old Tamishia Moats, wife of Ryan Moats, as she exited the car. "Let me see your hands!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Excuse me, my mom is dying," Tamishia Moats said. "Do you understand?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She and her great aunt ignored the officer and rushed inside the hospital to see Collinsworth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hospital security guards arrived and told Powell that the Moatses' relative really was upstairs dying. Powell checked inside his vehicle to determine whether Ryan Moats had any outstanding warrants. He found none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another hospital staffer came out and spoke with a Plano police officer who had arrived. The Plano officer told Powell the relative was indeed dying, in an unsuccessful attempt to intervene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time the 26-year-old NFL player received a ticket and a lecture from Powell, at least 13 minutes had passed. When he and Collinsworth's father entered the hospital, they learned Jonetta Collinsworth was dead, The Dallas Morning News reported Wednesday in its online edition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dallas Police Assistant Chief Floyd Simpson said Powell, who was hired in January 2006, told police officials that he believed that he was doing his job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When people are in distress, we should come to the rescue. We shouldn't further their distress," Simpson said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Moatses said Wednesday that they can't help but think that race might have played a part in how Powell treated them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I think he should lose his job," said Ryan Moats, a Dallas native.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ticket was dismissed, Lt. Andy Harvey told WFAA-TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Collinsworth was buried Saturday in Louisiana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-2080945307594055513?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.myfoxdfw.com/dpp/news/Officer_Delayed_NFL_Player_at' title='No Compassion At All?'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/2080945307594055513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=2080945307594055513&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/2080945307594055513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/2080945307594055513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2009/03/no-compassion-at-all.html' title='No Compassion At All?'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-341318596112641590</id><published>2009-03-25T13:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T13:22:43.757-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WTF?</title><content type='html'>Ok, now that's just too weird....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #000;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;table width="350" bgcolor="#FFFFFF" cellpadding="1" border="0" cellspacing="0" style="background-color: white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="background-color: #0066B3; color: white; font: 16px/1.1 Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;HowManyOfMe.com&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;table width="100%" bgcolor="#FFFFFF" cellpadding="0" border="0" cellspacing="0" style="background-color: white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="120" style="padding-top: 2px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://howmanyofme.com" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://extimg.howmanyofme.com/extimages/howmany-logo.png" alt="Logo" width="100" height="100" style="border: 1px black"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font: 16px/1.1 Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: #000;"&gt;There are&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-weight: bold;"&gt;24&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; people with my name in the U.S.A.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;a style="color: #0066B3; text-decoration: underline; font: bold 16px/1.8 Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;" href="http://howmanyofme.com"&gt;How many have your name?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-341318596112641590?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/341318596112641590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=341318596112641590&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/341318596112641590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/341318596112641590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2009/03/wtf.html' title='WTF?'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-2717045628747427841</id><published>2009-03-25T12:14:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T12:17:45.573-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dead Student Not Allowed To Attend Prom</title><content type='html'>I wouldn't be surprised if a lawsuit comes next........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The parents of a British teen, who died suddenly two months ago, received a disturbing letter from the girl's high school saying she needs to improve her attendance or can't go to the prom, the Manchester Evening News reported.&lt;br /&gt;The letter said Megan Gillan's attendance was 60.4 percent and the school requires its students to keep a 92 percent attendance record.&lt;br /&gt;"I screamed when I first saw it," her mother Margaret Gillan told the newspaper. If they want her to attend that much I'll take Megan's remains. It's disgusting."&lt;br /&gt;Gillan was found dead Jan. 19 in her bedroom at her parent's home. The letter was dated March 16.&lt;br /&gt;"Megan would have loved going to the prom," her mother said. "She planned to go with a group of friends, she was really looking forward to it."&lt;br /&gt;A school spokesman apologized and told the Manchester Evening News, "that letter should not have gone out," and blamed it on a "software error."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-2717045628747427841?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/2717045628747427841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=2717045628747427841&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/2717045628747427841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/2717045628747427841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2009/03/dead-student-not-allowed-to-attend-prom.html' title='Dead Student Not Allowed To Attend Prom'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-9068706384395281513</id><published>2009-03-24T08:17:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T08:17:23.823-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Tea Set</title><content type='html'>One day my mother was out and my dad was in charge of me. I was maybe 2 1/2 years old and had just recovered from an accident. Someone had given me a little "tea set" as a get-well gift and it was one of my favorite toys.Daddy was in the living room engrossed in the evening news when I brought daddy a little cup of "tea," which was just water. After severalcups of tea and lots of praise for such yummy tea, my mom came home.My dad made her wait in the living room to watch me bring him a cup of tea, because it was "just the cutest thing!" My mom waited, and sure enough, here I come down the hall with a cup of tea for daddy and she watches him drink it up.Then she says, (as only a mother would know...), "Did it ever occur to you that the only place she can reach to get water is the toilet?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-9068706384395281513?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/9068706384395281513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=9068706384395281513&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/9068706384395281513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/9068706384395281513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2009/03/little-tea-set.html' title='Little Tea Set'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-2902985556481639866</id><published>2009-03-23T12:28:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T12:28:52.218-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Parents Drink</title><content type='html'>The boss wondered why one of his most valued employees was absent but had not phoned in sick one day. Needing to have an urgent problem with one of the main computers resolved, he dialed the employee's home phone number and was greeted with a child's whisper ' Hello ?&lt;br /&gt;'Is your daddy home?' he asked.&lt;br /&gt;' Yes ,' whispered the small voice.  &lt;br /&gt;May I talk with him?'&lt;br /&gt;The child whispered, ' No.'&lt;br /&gt;Surprised and wanting to talk with an adult, the boss asked, 'Is your Mommy there?' ' Yes. '&lt;br /&gt;'May I talk with her?' Again the small voice whispered, ' No.'&lt;br /&gt;Hoping there was somebody with whom he could leave a message, the boss asked, 'Is anybody else there?'&lt;br /&gt;'Yes ,' whispered the child, 'a policeman. '&lt;br /&gt;Wondering what a cop would be doing at his employee's home, the boss asked, 'May I speak with the policeman?'&lt;br /&gt;'No, he's busy , ' whispered the child.&lt;br /&gt;'Busy doing what?'&lt;br /&gt;'Talking to Daddy and Mommy and the Fireman , ' came the whispered answer.&lt;br /&gt;Growing more worried as he heard a loud noise in the background through the earpiece on the phone, the boss asked, 'What is that noise?'&lt;br /&gt;'A helicopter. ' answered the whispering voice.&lt;br /&gt;'What is going on there?' demanded the boss, now truly apprehensive.  &lt;br /&gt;Again, whispering, the child answered,&lt;br /&gt;'The search team just landed a helicopter. '&lt;br /&gt;Alarmed, concerned and a little frustrated the boss asked, 'What are they searching for?'&lt;br /&gt;Still whispering, the young voice replied with a muffled giggle...&lt;br /&gt; ' ME... '&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-2902985556481639866?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/2902985556481639866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=2902985556481639866&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/2902985556481639866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/2902985556481639866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2009/03/why-parents-drink.html' title='Why Parents Drink'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-5702340610077519899</id><published>2009-03-20T09:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T09:30:53.682-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SHE started it!</title><content type='html'>So my sister tempted my curiosity and I decided to join along for the fun. If you visit her &lt;a href="http://www.madcowramblings.com/2009/03/19/thats-miss-d2d8d9-to-you-buddy/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; you will see where she found out what her perfect color is. So, here it is; MY perfect color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315277308021011250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 89px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/ScOojNNJczI/AAAAAAAAAEc/gd5nUaBcjQA/s400/New+Picture.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-5702340610077519899?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/5702340610077519899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=5702340610077519899&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/5702340610077519899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/5702340610077519899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2009/03/she-started-it.html' title='SHE started it!'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/ScOojNNJczI/AAAAAAAAAEc/gd5nUaBcjQA/s72-c/New+Picture.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-7042820059444338281</id><published>2009-03-20T09:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T09:17:43.264-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's FRIDAY!!!!</title><content type='html'>Wooooot! I don't know about you but I am ready for the weekend! Wow, what a week this has been. My exciting weekend will consist of taking my 9 year old daughter and my boyfriend's 6 year old daughter to the movies to see "Monsters VS Aliens". I have to admit, I have been anxious to see this movie myself. It looks adorable! Below is a short trailer for your entertainment lol. I'll do a movie review after I go to see it :) Happy Friday!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7SfqWGmRffM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7SfqWGmRffM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-7042820059444338281?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/7042820059444338281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=7042820059444338281&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/7042820059444338281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/7042820059444338281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-friday.html' title='It&apos;s FRIDAY!!!!'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-546344228464906930</id><published>2009-03-18T15:30:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T15:34:24.598-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Silly Signs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/ScFapax1y2I/AAAAAAAAAEU/E5nZfdLOt-U/s1600-h/roadnots.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314628702883400546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/ScFapax1y2I/AAAAAAAAAEU/E5nZfdLOt-U/s320/roadnots.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/ScFafxmIkiI/AAAAAAAAAEM/BR3mTXXsQLM/s1600-h/good_luck_sign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314628537209623074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/ScFafxmIkiI/AAAAAAAAAEM/BR3mTXXsQLM/s320/good_luck_sign.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/ScFacH66LhI/AAAAAAAAAEE/iIs_3BLMVRI/s1600-h/funny-picture-photo-funny-sign-Cosmic-Kitty-pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314628474482863634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/ScFacH66LhI/AAAAAAAAAEE/iIs_3BLMVRI/s320/funny-picture-photo-funny-sign-Cosmic-Kitty-pic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/ScFaZFzCdmI/AAAAAAAAAD8/4stoGjS18eU/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314628422373373538" style="DISPLAY: block; 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TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/ScFaJschs7I/AAAAAAAAADs/mA0GaijR4ow/s320/fart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_OcJQTqpIeVU/ScFaECr5EBI/AAAAAAAAADk/xn0Cys0VbN4/s1600-h/400_funny_road_signs_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314628060760838162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 271px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/ScFaECr5EBI/AAAAAAAAADk/xn0Cys0VbN4/s320/400_funny_road_signs_1.jpg" border="0" /&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;/div&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;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;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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-546344228464906930?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/546344228464906930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=546344228464906930&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/546344228464906930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/546344228464906930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2009/03/silly-signs.html' title='Silly Signs'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/ScFapax1y2I/AAAAAAAAAEU/E5nZfdLOt-U/s72-c/roadnots.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-9132653146949016517</id><published>2009-03-18T09:08:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T09:21:27.820-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Addiction</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;They say the first step is admitting you have a problem. Well, I never thought that I would get caught up in something like this; ever. If anything, I would have suspected my sister or Will before myself! But, I will take that first, difficult step and admit I HAVE A PROBLEM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314530200142720082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 287px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/ScEBDzeXrFI/AAAAAAAAADc/nQXdGkjHzuk/s400/sshot-11211734512.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yep, that's right. I have joined the league of gaming geeks and, I LOVE it! I can't get enough of this game :) In fact, I assist in running a guild lol. &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/orderofthecelticcode"&gt;www.myspace.com/orderofthecelticcode&lt;/a&gt; check it out :)&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/18576934-9132653146949016517?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/9132653146949016517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=9132653146949016517&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/9132653146949016517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/9132653146949016517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2009/03/addiction.html' title='Addiction'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/ScEBDzeXrFI/AAAAAAAAADc/nQXdGkjHzuk/s72-c/sshot-11211734512.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-8115622395478375672</id><published>2009-03-17T12:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T12:16:29.741-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Keyboards For Blondes</title><content type='html'>I SO want one! &lt;a href="https://www.keyboardforblondes.com/index.cfm"&gt;These&lt;/a&gt; are great :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-8115622395478375672?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/8115622395478375672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=8115622395478375672&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/8115622395478375672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/8115622395478375672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2009/03/keyboards-for-blondes.html' title='Keyboards For Blondes'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-7419869796353493134</id><published>2009-03-17T08:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T09:21:22.923-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Does The Mojo Go?</title><content type='html'>So, it's one of those days. For some reason, I slept through not one, but TWO alarms this morning. However, I still managed to wake up on time. I get up, go through the usual morning routine. I walk out of the door, and accidentally step on a huge snail on our sidewalk. Wow, where did that come from? How strange. Then, I felt guilty even though it was an accident. I get in the car and can't find my prescription sunglasses. Must have left them in the house. I'll make do without them. Halfway to work I realize I am just a few minutes late. I reach for my cell phone, but it's not in my purse. Darn, I left it at the house as well. My "mojo" is wacked today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-7419869796353493134?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/7419869796353493134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=7419869796353493134&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/7419869796353493134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/7419869796353493134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2009/03/where-does-mojo-go.html' title='Where Does The Mojo Go?'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-6781571245761780276</id><published>2009-03-17T08:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T08:41:29.923-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy St Patty's Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/Sb-of50IMkI/AAAAAAAAADU/hfk3xmGNgdE/s1600-h/st_patricks_day_comments_10.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314151351369347650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 350px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/Sb-of50IMkI/AAAAAAAAADU/hfk3xmGNgdE/s400/st_patricks_day_comments_10.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/18576934-6781571245761780276?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/6781571245761780276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=6781571245761780276&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/6781571245761780276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/6781571245761780276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-st-pattys-day.html' title='Happy St Patty&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/Sb-of50IMkI/AAAAAAAAADU/hfk3xmGNgdE/s72-c/st_patricks_day_comments_10.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-4845964164421303789</id><published>2009-03-06T13:43:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T13:45:52.541-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Witch In Me</title><content type='html'>I have created a separate blog that will detail and update what I am working on and studying regarding my life as a Witch. All are welcome to view and comment :) Just click on the title to this post to be re-directed to my other blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-4845964164421303789?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://dragynelm.blogspot.com/' title='The Witch In Me'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/4845964164421303789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=4845964164421303789&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/4845964164421303789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/4845964164421303789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2009/03/witch-in-me.html' title='The Witch In Me'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-7314899041537833314</id><published>2009-03-06T13:09:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T13:15:18.937-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Time To Return</title><content type='html'>Yes yes I know..... I haven't been on in like, FOREVER. So, there is a ton of stuff to catch up on but for now, I found a cool gadget (I'm sure this gadget is nothing new to anyone else BUT me ha-ha). Anyway, I have heard many times over that it is difficult to shop for me so, to make things easier for those that hate shopping for me, here ya go! More to catch up on later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/wishlist/E3V61N3Z5Z5Y/ref=wl_web"&gt;&lt;img src="http://g-ecx.images-amazon.com/images/G/01/gifts/registries/wishlist/v2/web/wl-btn-129-b._V46776269_.gif" width="129" alt="My Amazon.com Wish List" height="42" 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/18576934-7314899041537833314?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/7314899041537833314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=7314899041537833314&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/7314899041537833314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/7314899041537833314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2009/03/time-to-return.html' title='Time To Return'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-6415137713588421960</id><published>2008-10-18T10:25:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T10:26:38.342-05:00</updated><title type='text'>TOO Damn Funny!</title><content type='html'>I'm sorry, I couldn't pass this one up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s25.photobucket.com/albums/c89/sassc_95/funny%20stuff/?action=view&amp;amp;current=HORSE.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c89/sassc_95/funny%20stuff/HORSE.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-6415137713588421960?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/6415137713588421960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=6415137713588421960&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/6415137713588421960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/6415137713588421960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2008/10/too-damn-funny.html' title='TOO Damn Funny!'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c89/sassc_95/funny%20stuff/th_HORSE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-3373787112058700909</id><published>2008-09-13T13:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T13:31:09.984-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So disturbing (warning; VERY graphic)</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Baby With 8 Broken Ribs Dies After Social Workers Leave Him With Abusive Parents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A 17-month-old baby boy was murdered by his mother and her boyfriend despite being on a council "at risk" register and having already suffered a catalogue of injuries including eight fractured ribs and a broken back that left him paralyzed, a British court heard Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;The child, who along with the two adults cannot be named for legal reasons, was subjected to "a course of assaults of increasing violence" over many months at his home in North London even though he was being monitored by experts, the Old Bailey was told.&lt;br /&gt;He was examined many times by doctors and was seen by a health visitor, social workers and was put on the Haringey Child Protection Register under the category of neglect and physical abuse for nine months, a jury was told.&lt;br /&gt;Despite this he received numerous injuries — computer-generated images of which were shown to jurors to protect them from having to see the real thing.&lt;br /&gt;Parts of the boy's fingernails and fingertips were missing, his head was covered in ulcerated sores and the skin between his upper lip and gum had been torn which, the court heard, was "highly suggestive of non-accidental injury, usually by forcing the teat of a bottle into a child's mouth or by a hard glancing blow across the mouth."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His fingernails, it was said, may have been deliberately removed.&lt;br /&gt;His spine may have been broken when he was forced over the back of an adult’s knee or banister rail, jurors heard.&lt;br /&gt;He also had many bruises to his face and body and was probably bitten on his scalp by a dog at the house. The baby was hit so hard on the night that he died in August last year that one of his teeth was found in his stomach.&lt;br /&gt;The tot's 27-year-old mother, who has other children, her boyfriend, 32, and another man, Jason Owen, 36, all deny murder. The two men deny causing or allowing the death of a child, although the mother has admitted allowing the death of a child, but denies causing the death.&lt;br /&gt;Sally O'Neill, QC, for the prosecution, told the seven men and five women of the jury: "Over the last seven or eight months of his short life (this child) was subjected to a course of assaults of increasing violence.&lt;br /&gt;"The Crown's case against these defendants is that either they themselves inflicted this unlawful force on (the child) or that they participated in a joint enterprise to do so."&lt;br /&gt;"The death of any child is tragic. The death of a child in these circumstances is likely to fill any reasonable person with revulsion."&lt;br /&gt;The trial, expected to last up to eight weeks, continues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;These people need to be shot. Absolutely horrible. Breaks my heart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-3373787112058700909?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/3373787112058700909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=3373787112058700909&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/3373787112058700909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/3373787112058700909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2008/09/so-disturbing-warning-very-graphic.html' title='So disturbing (warning; VERY graphic)'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-3475015589292031380</id><published>2008-09-07T12:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T11:27:18.438-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Company Family Picnic</title><content type='html'>Here is a slideshow of the company family day picnic my company had yesterday out at the Lonesome Dove Ranch in Southlake. We got some good pictures and I wanted to share :) I hope you enjoy the slideshow I put together as much as we do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widget-c9.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" height="475" width="600" style="width:600px;height:475px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widget-c9.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="l"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="cy=ms&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2522015791336921289&amp;amp;site=widget-c9.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p style="white-space:nowrap"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;amp;at=ph&amp;amp;id=2522015791336921289&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-c9.slide.com/p1/2522015791336921289/ms_t021_v000_s0ph_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;amp;at=ph&amp;amp;id=2522015791336921289&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-c9.slide.com/p2/2522015791336921289/ms_t021_v000_s0ph_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;amp;at=ph&amp;amp;id=2522015791336921289&amp;amp;map=E" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-c9.slide.com/m/2522015791336921289/ms_t021_v000_s0ph_f00/images/xslide9_1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/18576934-3475015589292031380?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/3475015589292031380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=3475015589292031380&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/3475015589292031380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/3475015589292031380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2008/09/company-family-picnic.html' title='Company Family Picnic'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-6605557309050624292</id><published>2008-06-15T15:07:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T11:27:29.245-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>63 things you are DYING to know</title><content type='html'>1. What is the geekiest part of your music collection?&lt;br /&gt;I have every Britney Spears Cd, even singles only sold overseas, except her latest release&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What do you eat when you raid the fridge late at night?&lt;br /&gt;anything and everything chocolate is a target!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What is your secret guaranteed weeping movie?&lt;br /&gt;Untamed Heart and E.T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. If you could have plastic surgery, what would you have done?&lt;br /&gt;A few things reduced!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Do you have a completely irrational fear?&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't say COMPLETELY.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What is the little physical habit that gives away your insecure moments?&lt;br /&gt;I get recluse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Are you a pyromaniac?&lt;br /&gt;fire! fire! fire! I'm sorry, can you repeat the question? ARACKA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Do you have too many love interests?&lt;br /&gt;well sure! I love Italian food, nature walks, horror movies....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Do you know anyone famous?&lt;br /&gt;Yep, a few actually&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Describe your bed:&lt;br /&gt;Square, horizontal, mostly flat, and low mileage :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Are you spontaneous or planned?&lt;br /&gt;I just answered this question AFTER answering number 12! bet you weren't expecting THAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Who would play you in a movie?&lt;br /&gt;someone who would obviously be way underpaid for the role&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Do you know how to play poker?&lt;br /&gt;not really but I'm ok at winning :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What do you carry with you at all times?&lt;br /&gt;Coozy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What do you miss most about being a kid?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing; I only miss my senior year in high school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Are you happy with your given name?&lt;br /&gt;For the most part&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. How much money would it take to get you to give up the Internet for one year?&lt;br /&gt;not possible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What color is your bedroom?&lt;br /&gt;walls, white.... bed, blue... taste the rainbow, biatch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What was the last song you were listening to?&lt;br /&gt;Chris Brown Ain't No Body Get Her But Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Have you ever been in a play?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, role-play counts right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Have you ever been in love?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Do you talk a lot?&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time, yep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Do you like yourself and believe in yourself?&lt;br /&gt;90% of the time I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Do transient, homeless, or starving people sometimes annoy you?&lt;br /&gt;Annoy is a strong word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Do you consider yourself to be a nice person?&lt;br /&gt;most of the time unless the bitch is requested&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. What is your ideal marriage location?&lt;br /&gt;in fantasy land (NEVER AGAIN!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Which musical instrument do you wish you could play?&lt;br /&gt;Violin; I would love to play that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Favorite fabric?&lt;br /&gt;cashmere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Something you love and hate?&lt;br /&gt;Surveys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. What kind of bedding do you use?&lt;br /&gt;ok, wtf?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. What's the one language you want to learn?&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was fluent in French&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. How do you eat an apple?&lt;br /&gt;One bite at a time. Who the HELL thought of these questions?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Have you ever pierced your body parts?&lt;br /&gt;I have had them pierced but not by me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Do you have tattoos?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Do you drive a stick?&lt;br /&gt;Not currently&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Favorite trait of the opposite sex?&lt;br /&gt;that they are the opposite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. What's one trait you hate in a person?&lt;br /&gt;FAKE PEOPLE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. What kind of watch do you wear?&lt;br /&gt;Wittnauer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Most frivolous purchase?&lt;br /&gt;My Boa Constrictor, Lestat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Do you consider yourself materialistic?&lt;br /&gt;Not at all. In fact, that's absolutely funny if you know me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. What are you best at cooking?&lt;br /&gt;boiled water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Favorite writing instrument?&lt;br /&gt;pens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Do you prefer to stand out or blend in?&lt;br /&gt;Stand out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Would you ever go out dressed like the opposite sex?&lt;br /&gt;Well being a woman it's easy to pull that off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. What's one car you will never buy?&lt;br /&gt;Chevy!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. What kind of books do you like to read?&lt;br /&gt;Fantasy/ Fiction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. If you won the lottery, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;I hear that tends to result in receiving a lot of money but I wouldn't know for sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. Burial or cremation?&lt;br /&gt;Cremation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. How many online journals do you read regularly?&lt;br /&gt;only about 2 or 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. What's one thing you're a loser at?&lt;br /&gt;Offering sympathy to the idiotic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. If you don't like a person, how do you show it?&lt;br /&gt;With my middle finger wave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. Do you cry in front of your friends?&lt;br /&gt;Only a very select few&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. What kind of first impression do you think you give to people?&lt;br /&gt;She's crazy but confident and strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. What's one thing you like to do alone?&lt;br /&gt;Go potty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. Are you a giver or a taker?&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm more of a giver because when I help someone I never ask nor expect anything in return&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. When's the last time you cried?&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday while talking to my son about his friend who just passed away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. Favorite communication method?&lt;br /&gt;words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. How many drinks before you're tipsy?&lt;br /&gt;I don't drink so prolly one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. Do you think you're cute?&lt;br /&gt;I think I am fanfuckingtastic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. Do you have problems changing clothes in front of friends?&lt;br /&gt;depends on how ridiculous the outfit is&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-6605557309050624292?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/6605557309050624292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=6605557309050624292&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/6605557309050624292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/6605557309050624292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2008/06/63-things-you-are-dying-to-know.html' title='63 things you are DYING to know'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-7094299617823898978</id><published>2008-06-15T07:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T15:05:43.339-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cool stuff'/><title type='text'>yes, I LOVE it!</title><content type='html'>This is one kick-ass blog! Gotta see for yourself :)  http://bitchphd.blogspot.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-7094299617823898978?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/7094299617823898978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=7094299617823898978&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/7094299617823898978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/7094299617823898978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2008/06/yes-i-love-it.html' title='yes, I LOVE it!'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-4737589733763610869</id><published>2008-05-20T09:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T15:05:54.604-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cool stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><title type='text'>A Neat Site</title><content type='html'>I thought this was a good site for a daily meditation.... I will be adding it to my favorite sites for future quick reference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script language="JavaScript" src="http://syndicate.dailyom.com/cgi-bin/syndicate/syndicate.cgi" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailyom.com/"&gt;The Daily OM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-4737589733763610869?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/4737589733763610869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=4737589733763610869&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/4737589733763610869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/4737589733763610869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2008/05/neat-site.html' title='A Neat Site'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-3868139223311915345</id><published>2008-05-19T08:30:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T15:05:20.393-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outreach/ karma'/><title type='text'>Donate To Those In Need!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="https://shop.thechildhealthsite.com/store/item.do?siteId=314&amp;itemId=33555&amp;origin=EEG_0519_P_33555_04"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/SDGCnoS4tkI/AAAAAAAAACA/rNx8vqRxck8/s1600-h/33555.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/SDGCnoS4tkI/AAAAAAAAACA/rNx8vqRxck8/s400/33555.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202082661932774978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://shop.thechildhealthsite.com/store/item.do?siteId=314&amp;itemId=33555&amp;origin=EEG_0519_P_33555_04"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt; is a wonderful tax deductible way to provide assistance to the Earthquake victims. Please help those in need!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-3868139223311915345?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/3868139223311915345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=3868139223311915345&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/3868139223311915345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/3868139223311915345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2008/05/donate-to-those-in-need.html' title='Donate To Those In Need!'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/SDGCnoS4tkI/AAAAAAAAACA/rNx8vqRxck8/s72-c/33555.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-5076589395468389015</id><published>2008-05-16T12:52:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T15:01:02.060-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self and spiritual event'/><title type='text'>Pics Are In</title><content type='html'>Here are the pictures of the new jeans :) This is one of my fav pairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/SC3KrIS4tjI/AAAAAAAAAB4/X-CqKJ2FcQQ/s1600-h/DSCF3274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/SC3KrIS4tjI/AAAAAAAAAB4/X-CqKJ2FcQQ/s320/DSCF3274.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201035986992674354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/SC3KioS4tiI/AAAAAAAAABw/nl5tZukGAqM/s1600-h/DSCF3268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/SC3KioS4tiI/AAAAAAAAABw/nl5tZukGAqM/s320/DSCF3268.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201035840963786274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-5076589395468389015?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/5076589395468389015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=5076589395468389015&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/5076589395468389015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/5076589395468389015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2008/05/pics-are-in.html' title='Pics Are In'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/SC3KrIS4tjI/AAAAAAAAAB4/X-CqKJ2FcQQ/s72-c/DSCF3274.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-6722244205014125174</id><published>2008-05-16T11:54:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T15:01:02.060-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self and spiritual event'/><title type='text'>Incredible Shrinking ME!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday a friend of mine brought over some blue jeans that a friend of hers wants to sell. Turns out that her 14 year old twin daughters can no longer fit into these jeans and they all look practically new! It was an ego-boost when I put each pair on and they fit me perfectly but when I looked inside and saw the size, I screamed. I can't believe that for the first time since junior high I am now able to wear size 3/4 blue jeans :) I am wearing a pair today that I really like and I will take some pictures and post them this afternoon. YAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-6722244205014125174?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/6722244205014125174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=6722244205014125174&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/6722244205014125174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/6722244205014125174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2008/05/incredible-shrinking-me.html' title='Incredible Shrinking ME!'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-3738389549639033833</id><published>2008-05-14T12:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T15:02:50.918-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Not JUST a blog....</title><content type='html'>I thought I would change things up a bit around here to hopefully make this seem, well, less blah lol. Anyway, I thought it would be a great idea for me to open my blog up to questions from my readers (new and old). I have an e-mail address that I am going to throw out there for any and all to use (please don't spam me!). Need advice on something? Looking for a neutral opinion on an issue? E-mail me! Keep in mind that I will be posting these questions and answers on my blog so please indicate if you prefer your question to remain anonymous. I will NEVER use full names; I will only reference your first name (or a nickname) and I will never disclose any personal information such as your e-mail address. All questions are welcome. If you do not want your questions posted, please indicate so in your e-mail. Let's see how this goes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e-mail me at dragynmagick@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-3738389549639033833?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/3738389549639033833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=3738389549639033833&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/3738389549639033833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/3738389549639033833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2008/05/not-just-blog.html' title='Not JUST a blog....'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-8132425664889062576</id><published>2008-05-14T12:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T15:02:50.919-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, BABY!</title><content type='html'>Today is Chris' 12th birthday. Happy birthday, sweetheart! I love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s154.photobucket.com/albums/s253/heartsofparis/?action=view&amp;current=birthday-2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i154.photobucket.com/albums/s253/heartsofparis/birthday-2.jpg" border="0" alt="Happy Birthday"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-8132425664889062576?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/8132425664889062576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=8132425664889062576&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/8132425664889062576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/8132425664889062576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-birthday-baby.html' title='Happy Birthday, BABY!'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-6742912562869454310</id><published>2008-05-14T12:22:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T15:01:02.060-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self and spiritual event'/><title type='text'>Disappearing Act</title><content type='html'>I know it's been ages since I last posted but I promise to get everyone caught up on the Ford-Collins' family current events. Also, lately my artistic/creative bug has been biting me heavily so I think I am going to start posting some art and poetry by me. Soon to come! Muah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-6742912562869454310?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/6742912562869454310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=6742912562869454310&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/6742912562869454310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/6742912562869454310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2008/05/disappearing-act.html' title='Disappearing Act'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-2705174264197817531</id><published>2008-03-03T20:00:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T15:03:24.372-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self and spiritual event'/><title type='text'>Important Weekend</title><content type='html'>I would like to note that this past weekend I celebrated my birthday. No, not my "bellybutton" birthday.... my "new life" birthday. March 1st 2005 was the day that my life changed forever and for the better. It was also the beginning of the two hardest weeks of my life. It signifies the day I decided I wanted to live and stop killing myself. Because of where I was at that point in time, I literally has to fight for my life. Each day was such a struggle but slowly the days got easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I can easily end up right back where I was; dying. Every day I must continue the fight. I am so blessed that I have such amazing people in my life, including some people who at the time were awesome and supportive. It was an absolute amazing night to walk up in front of my support group and have about 30 people line up to hug me. Some of these people know me, others didn't. It didn't matter though because we all fight the same exact fight; the fight to live. The emotions I felt were overwhelming. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never forget those who were there for me, who continue to support me, and those that have fought this fight WITH me. I want to dedicate this song to my awesome support group, loving family, and my wonderful friends :) I can't thank you all enough for what you have given me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VTxnqUhhlIY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VTxnqUhhlIY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-2705174264197817531?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/2705174264197817531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=2705174264197817531&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/2705174264197817531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/2705174264197817531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2008/03/important-weekend.html' title='Important Weekend'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-2233579314346669700</id><published>2008-03-03T19:43:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T15:04:09.026-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awesome friends'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Janice!!!!</title><content type='html'>I hope you enjoy this little gift I made for you :) I hope you are having an awesome day! (Before you push play make sure your speakers are on)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object id="A8350160385955466240" quality="high" data="http://llnw.jibjab.com/content/player.swf?content_url=http://www.jibjab.com/sendables/api/remote/OBDjVMYZ185K5WsM3ctP9kZT.xml" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="369" width="435"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://llnw.jibjab.com/content/player.swf"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="scaleMode" value="showAll"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="internal"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value="content_url=http://www.jibjab.com/sendables/api/remote/OBDjVMYZ185K5WsM3ctP9kZT.xml"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center; width:435px; margin-top:6px;"&gt;Don't send a lame &lt;a href="http://www.jibjab.com/sendables/category/69/st_pattys"&gt;St. Patrick's Day eCard&lt;/a&gt;. Try &lt;a href="http://www.jibjab.com/sendables"&gt;JibJab Sendables&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/18576934-2233579314346669700?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/2233579314346669700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=2233579314346669700&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/2233579314346669700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/2233579314346669700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-birthday-janice.html' title='Happy Birthday, Janice!!!!'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-6787422268735826747</id><published>2008-01-27T17:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T15:06:10.786-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outreach/ karma'/><title type='text'>Get Your Cookie On!</title><content type='html'>That's right, it's that time of year again! My daughter's girl scout troop is again selling girl scout cookies. Here's an idea of what is for sale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/R50SyPnvYjI/AAAAAAAAABE/OsNgpNxQ3UQ/s1600-h/girl+scout+cookies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/R50SyPnvYjI/AAAAAAAAABE/OsNgpNxQ3UQ/s400/girl+scout+cookies.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160301402432430642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more information, you can visit &lt;a href="http://www.abcsmartcookies.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. If you are interested in ordering any, just shoot me an e-mail and I'll take care of ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-6787422268735826747?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/6787422268735826747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=6787422268735826747&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/6787422268735826747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/6787422268735826747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2008/01/get-your-cookie-on.html' title='Get Your Cookie On!'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/R50SyPnvYjI/AAAAAAAAABE/OsNgpNxQ3UQ/s72-c/girl+scout+cookies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-7196995762951617081</id><published>2008-01-14T12:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T15:01:02.061-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self and spiritual event'/><title type='text'>A Journey Of 100 Miles Begins With The First Step</title><content type='html'>What a bitter-sweet path I have chosen. So many things I have known for some time yet I am just now applying them to my way of life. I am persistent though, I have set my goal (attainable as well) and nothing is going to stop me from achieving it. In fact, I've never wanted anything more before in my life. It's exciting, yet scary as hell. It's euphoric, yet excruciating all at once. I have already hung up the line out in public for everyone to see, including loved ones, friends, and acquaintances. One by one I bring out a dirty defect and hang it up. For some it hurts to see their pain as they watch. However there is no other way to truthfully, completely make it to my destination. As long as they are in my heart stinking up the place, I can't take that next step. Each step I do take is a blessing and the feeling of relief is indescribable. Some will forgive; some will not. Some ARE the dirty defaults which will be left behind. It's time to let go. With each clothes pin I place I can feel the strength build inside of me. For those I hurt, I have no right to ask for forgiveness. I am blessed if I receive it but the only forgiveness I have the right to ask for is my own. Life is about risks. Sometimes those risks are just about living on the wild side..... sometimes risks are simply allowing yourself to be human.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-7196995762951617081?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/7196995762951617081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=7196995762951617081&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/7196995762951617081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/7196995762951617081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2008/01/journey-of-100-miles-begins-with-first.html' title='A Journey Of 100 Miles Begins With The First Step'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-4235479714316424805</id><published>2008-01-10T22:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T15:01:02.061-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self and spiritual event'/><title type='text'>Looking At The Whole Picture</title><content type='html'>One thing I've always prided myself in is being totally and completely honest with people. There have been times where I've been so honest that it has hurt others. I don't like to hurt others; in fact it is a strong spiritual belief of mine that I do what I can to NOT harm another. This has recently placed me in a "rock and a hard place" only to backfire. I recently began talking to someone over the internet and much against my character, I agreed to meet him in person. I admit I have met some great people from the internet and some of my closest friends have become a direct result of the internet. But when it comes to dating or meeting someone to potentially date, I have only met someone off the internet a total of 3 times in my entire life. While I remain in contact with one of them and a wonderful friendship developed from it, I have had horrible experiences with the others. This does not give great odds. Ever since I developed a strong sense of who I am and what I do and do not deserve over this past year, I have prided myself with the great choices I have made for myself and my kids. I recently did just the opposite. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I not only agreed to meet someone in person from the internet, I was not 100% honest. I did a typical woman move and sent hints instead of being blunt. While I thought there had been a strong connection during conversations online, there was nothing once in person. Not even a spark. Maybe if there was a touch, I would feel SOMETHING; but nothing. Again I was in a place where I wanted to spare his feelings instead of hurting him. Hell, he was nervous as it was. He showed interest in me and made physical advances however I did nothing to reciprocate. At one point there was even a conversation about what the status of things were and I directly said I wasn't looking for a relationship however that didn't seem to register on his end either. I did something I am not proud of and I did out-right lie at one point. It was brought up that I had not kissed him which I covered my lack of interest with a simple "but I'm sick and I don't want to get you sick". In reality I am getting over being sick but I haven't been contagious for over a week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once the night ended I had no desire to pursue anything of a relationship nature with him but I didn't want to assume that he did either so again I said nothing instead. Before we had agreed to meet the other night, we had originally made plans to get together tomorrow night. After meeting the other night instead, I was not sure if the plans were still to meet on Friday. At one point I remembered I had given a book to him I thought he could use more than me. I noticed he had forgotten the book and I asked him through a text message that if he still wanted the book that I would send it to him. Again our plans had not been confirmed for Friday evening. In fact once I sent this text to him (again pulling a "woman" move in hopes that he would pick up on the hint)I didn't believe the Friday plans to still be legit and I decided to make other plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today he sent me a text message. While impersonal, I still did not respond. "Maybe NOW he will for sure know I am not romantically interested in him" I thought. I couldn't have been more wrong. While I regretfully allowed things to go farther than they should have (again out of fear of hurting him after he seemed so nervous and vulnerable), it must have tainted his vision from seeing or catching the physical and verbal hints I sent his direction and instead sent the total opposite message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of the blue I am sent a message that he doesn't want anything romantic with me, wanted to cancel our plans for tomorrow night, and hoped we could still be friends. At first, I was greatly relieved. Then it hit me that he had thought that the Friday plans were still on AND he was canceling by e-mail? While I had no intent on seeing him tomorrow night, I was blown away that there are men out there that have yet to develop the self-worth and pride to CALL a woman and cancel plans (it's the principal that certain men still seem to lack). I can assure that if I thought he still had any idea that I wanted anything more of a romantic nature with him then a much more direct approach (while not unkind) would have taken place. I truly believed he was picking up on my hints and lack of communication and strong lack of physical reciprocation during our meet. I was floored to see that he in fact had believed the exact opposite was true. In turn it showed another side of him and frankly, it pissed me off which I reacted on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole situation was unfortunate but I have learned a valuable lesson. I must find a way to clearly communicate with a man when there is in fact no spark or desire to try to form a connection when there is no foundation to build one on. A strong and most powerful lesson to start off my year! I am blessed that this character flaw has been brought forth so that I can now make the necessary personal changes to avoid this again in the future. I didn't realize that by not outright telling him I didn't want to see him romantically, he was given the exact projection and thought I wanted nothing more than to BE romantically involved. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, so many events today have taught me what lies behind the curtains of some others that have crossed my path, both new and old. These are things I will focus on to prevent. As I've said before..... I have no regrets as the paths I have chosen in life, while some unpaved and painful, make me the stronger person I am now and will become. I no longer fear change but now I seek it. The Goddess is bringing forth the lessons I need to see what I need to work on the most. Personal growth is my 2008 resolution and I am glad to see I am already heading in the right direction.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-4235479714316424805?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/4235479714316424805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=4235479714316424805&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/4235479714316424805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/4235479714316424805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2008/01/looking-at-whole-picture.html' title='Looking At The Whole Picture'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-2558790915429527592</id><published>2008-01-07T00:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T00:25:09.526-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>To My Sister, Chris........</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s25.photobucket.com/albums/c89/sassc_95/?action=view&amp;current=Happy-Birthday.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c89/sassc_95/Happy-Birthday.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-2558790915429527592?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/2558790915429527592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=2558790915429527592&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/2558790915429527592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/2558790915429527592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2008/01/to-my-sister-chris.html' title='To My Sister, Chris........'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-6861650489262102421</id><published>2007-12-31T19:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T00:25:01.400-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cool stuff'/><title type='text'>Mom, I thought you'd love this :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.sluv2.com/" &gt;&lt;img src="http://off1.imgcup.com/images/allc/newYears_megaE/newYears230.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#1d1ffc" face="matisse itc" size="5"&gt;I hope everyone has a happy, safe, and blessed New Year!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Daphne &amp;amp; kids&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-6861650489262102421?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/6861650489262102421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=6861650489262102421&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/6861650489262102421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/6861650489262102421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2007/12/mom-i-thought-youd-love-this.html' title='Mom, I thought you&apos;d love this :)'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-4595395542429885442</id><published>2007-11-20T19:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T04:47:29.459-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cool stuff'/><title type='text'>I did it!!</title><content type='html'>Well, I went, I conquered, I rock! Anyway, my tongue is sore simply because it is beginning to swell but I was really shocked once I had it done. I had worked myself up into such a tizzy before hand that I was going nuts for absolutely no reason whatsoever. I am proud of myself though because the piercer asked if I needed some time to chill. I told him no because I wanted to get it over with. There was another couple there and the girl walked up to the guys and asked if tongue piercings hurt. I told her that was why I was there and they asked if she wanted to watch. Once we got started, she was no where to be found lol. However, once it was all said and done, she was back out in the lobby and I reassured her that it was not anything like I expected. Then I showed it to her. I didn't flinch when he did it and he was great, talking me through the whole thing. I even watched him pierce me! Ok, I am going to get some rest for now. I will post more as things go on. I am already having some difficulty talking from the swelling and by tomorrow I am expecting my tongue to be nearly double in size. FUN! More to come later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-4595395542429885442?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/4595395542429885442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=4595395542429885442&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/4595395542429885442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/4595395542429885442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-did-it.html' title='I did it!!'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-4744316539011077251</id><published>2007-11-20T17:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T19:34:30.364-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cool stuff'/><title type='text'>***Update***</title><content type='html'>I have decided to put off the other tattoo I was planning on for now. Instead, I am off to go get my tongue pierced tonight! I am a ball of nerves ugh! Keep your fingers crossed for me that I don't pass out or throw up on anyone! I will post how it went later...... to be continued!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-4744316539011077251?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/4744316539011077251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=4744316539011077251&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/4744316539011077251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/4744316539011077251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2007/11/update.html' title='***Update***'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-370406757428171319</id><published>2007-11-19T12:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T12:57:46.659-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cool stuff'/><title type='text'>Got Me A New Tatoo</title><content type='html'>For some time I had been thinking about getting another tatoo. I have a dark butterfly on my lower back, a Chinese symbol on my left shoulder blade, and a rose with big tribal tat on my neck. I needed something on my right shoulder blade to even it out. I finally decided to get another Chinese symbol so it would all balance out and go together. Well, Saturday morning I woke up with the hair up my a** to go and get it done. I went up to my usual tattoo shop and picked out a symbol that had meaning to me. I then talked to the tattoo artist and explained how I wanted it to look and what colors I wanted (I hate it when people have solid black symbols on them; just not original enough for my taste). He was intriqued by what I was asking for so he sat down for a good 45 minutes to draw it on paper first. Once we agreed on the design, off we went to get me inked. He and I both were so impressed by the way it looked that we both were taking pictures of it! I absolutely love it. I am going to go back in the next few weeks to get another on my left arm because he offered me a great deal for my next tat. I already have the tat picked out and the artist has it set aside. Oh, the meaning of this symbol is "fire". I was born in the year of the Dragon and my element is fire. I already have a tat of a dragon on my left ankle. 1976 was one of the few years where the two such strong figures were combined (according to Chinese, both mixed are considered very dangerous lol). I can't wait! 5 tattoos down, 2 more to go :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/R0HYhppouEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/E_ILEEm15lM/s1600-h/new+tattoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/R0HYhppouEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/E_ILEEm15lM/s400/new+tattoo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134623122806847554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-370406757428171319?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/370406757428171319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=370406757428171319&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/370406757428171319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/370406757428171319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2007/11/got-me-new-tatoo.html' title='Got Me A New Tatoo'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/R0HYhppouEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/E_ILEEm15lM/s72-c/new+tattoo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-5821915684136749140</id><published>2007-11-15T16:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T11:04:11.912-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Skye's Class Picture</title><content type='html'>Skye had her class pictures taken about a month ago and she just brought them home. I was very impressed with how well they turned out! Usually she has a goofy smile in pictures but her smile was great in these. My little girl is growing up! She is 8 years old and in the 3rd grade. Here she is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/RzzINZpouCI/AAAAAAAAAAs/CHUbHBv59ww/s1600-h/Skye+3rd+grade+2007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/RzzINZpouCI/AAAAAAAAAAs/CHUbHBv59ww/s400/Skye+3rd+grade+2007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133197807844898850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-5821915684136749140?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/5821915684136749140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=5821915684136749140&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/5821915684136749140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/5821915684136749140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2007/11/skyes-class-picture.html' title='Skye&apos;s Class Picture'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/RzzINZpouCI/AAAAAAAAAAs/CHUbHBv59ww/s72-c/Skye+3rd+grade+2007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-4505095324212666291</id><published>2007-11-14T12:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T11:04:27.617-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cool stuff'/><title type='text'>Now I Know....</title><content type='html'>Love &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is very patient and kind&lt;br /&gt;Love is never jealous or envious&lt;br /&gt;Love is never boastful or proud&lt;br /&gt;Love is never haughty or selfish or rude&lt;br /&gt;Love does not demand its own way&lt;br /&gt;Love is not irritable or touchy&lt;br /&gt;Love does not hold grudges and&lt;br /&gt;will hardly even notice when others do it wrong&lt;br /&gt;Love is never gald about injustice, but&lt;br /&gt;rejoices whenver truth wins out&lt;br /&gt;If you love someone, you will be loyal&lt;br /&gt;to him/her no matter what the cost&lt;br /&gt;You will always believe in him/her,&lt;br /&gt;always expect the best of him/her,&lt;br /&gt;and always stand your ground in defending him/her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Corinthians 13:4-6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone that is now very dear to me has recently taught me that love doesn't hurt, is never cold, and SHOULD BE a positive thing in life. I am forever grateful to you (you know who you are). So, for those of you who don't know what love is about, this nails it on the head!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-4505095324212666291?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/4505095324212666291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=4505095324212666291&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/4505095324212666291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/4505095324212666291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2007/11/now-i-know.html' title='Now I Know....'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-1180987988732810251</id><published>2007-10-23T10:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T11:04:37.054-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drool'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday!</title><content type='html'>Happy 31st Birthday to THE sexiest man EVER!!!!!!!!!! I know what I would LOVE to give him for his birthday! Oh wait, that would be more for MY birthday lol! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c89/sassc_95/RRYUM.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-1180987988732810251?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/1180987988732810251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=1180987988732810251&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/1180987988732810251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/1180987988732810251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2007/10/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday!'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-6803127950376669216</id><published>2007-10-16T08:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T09:09:18.841-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Brownie Troop 3419</title><content type='html'>As most of you know, Skye is now in her second year as a Brownie. We have a new tropp leader this year and there are many exciting activities that Skye and I look forward to. Melody, our tropp leader, has created a website for our troop. She is still working on it and uploading photos but you can easily keep up to date with what the girls are doing and working on. The link is http://gstroop-3419.clubspaces.com/default_css.aspx and the password is 315club to access the page. Also, don't forget that both Christian and Skye have their own e-mail addresses now and they are always very excited to get e-mail. Yu can contact Skye at taterhead8@sbcglobal.net or Christian at soccer_hero96@sbcglobal.net. Keep checking back on the troops website for new and updated photos of the girls.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-6803127950376669216?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://gstroop-3419.clubspaces.com/default_css.aspx' title='Brownie Troop 3419'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/6803127950376669216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=6803127950376669216&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/6803127950376669216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/6803127950376669216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2007/10/brownie-troop-3419.html' title='Brownie Troop 3419'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-4243283783427468367</id><published>2007-09-25T09:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T13:51:19.884-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><title type='text'>Quote Of The Day (Q.O.T.D.)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/RvkaUxJrq4I/AAAAAAAAAAk/bkKTch5ywGo/s1600-h/QOTD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/RvkaUxJrq4I/AAAAAAAAAAk/bkKTch5ywGo/s400/QOTD.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114147795949562754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'nuff said!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-4243283783427468367?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/4243283783427468367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=4243283783427468367&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/4243283783427468367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/4243283783427468367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2007/09/quote-of-day-qotd.html' title='Quote Of The Day (Q.O.T.D.)'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/RvkaUxJrq4I/AAAAAAAAAAk/bkKTch5ywGo/s72-c/QOTD.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-8282050320496926160</id><published>2007-09-19T11:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T20:56:03.335-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Update On Christian</title><content type='html'>Christian sure has had a full summer along with starting a new school year in middle school. His life is changing but I couldn't be more proud. He's taking things in stride and I have already seen signs of him maturing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway during his summer vacation I allowed Christian to freely express himself which he chose to do so by using his hair lol. Here are some pictures for examples of what I am referring to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c89/sassc_95/digital2pictures17902.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c89/sassc_95/digital2pictures17900.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c89/sassc_95/digital2pictures17901.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to color his hair with blonde tips on his Mohawk but we didn't have enough time before we had to cut his Mohawk off all together. Anyway, Christian's hair has been cut back to "normal".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that Christian is in middle school, Band is a required class. The kids were allowed to request what instrument they wanted to play however they were told they might not get the instrument they request. Christian put in a request for the drums but he was chosen to play the Trombone instead (THANK GOD!). Christian was just as excited and he brings the Trombone home every evening and practices without fail. He seems to be really dedicated to learning how to play. For now we are renting the instrument from the school but if he is serious about playing after the year ends then I will look into purchasing one for him. Here are some pics of Christian during one of his practice sessions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c89/sassc_95/digital2pictures17906.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c89/sassc_95/digital2pictures17907.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh how my baby is growing up so fast!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-8282050320496926160?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/8282050320496926160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=8282050320496926160&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/8282050320496926160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/8282050320496926160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2007/09/update-on-christian.html' title='Update On Christian'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-5860233221418631360</id><published>2007-09-16T21:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T21:35:42.058-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>INSANE</title><content type='html'>Ok, I have been single for a long time now but if I become THIS kind of cat lady, please shoot me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.stupidvideos.com/player.swf?sa=1&amp;i=41186&amp;uid=" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="452" height="371"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-5860233221418631360?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/5860233221418631360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=5860233221418631360&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/5860233221418631360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/5860233221418631360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2007/09/insane.html' title='INSANE'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-6988806611481058549</id><published>2007-09-13T13:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T20:56:27.190-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drool'/><title type='text'>Y.O.T.D.</title><content type='html'>Ok, I haven't posted a yummy in awhile but I must say that I am in LOVE with this guy! I think he more than makes up for the wait :) I used to have the hots for him when I was younger but his new bald look has me going crazy everytime I see him on tv!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/RumB39jm9cI/AAAAAAAAAAc/agi-SaeoSZ4/s1600-h/joseph+lawrence.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/RumB39jm9cI/AAAAAAAAAAc/agi-SaeoSZ4/s400/joseph+lawrence.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109758050645243330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gets a big SHA-WING!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-6988806611481058549?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/6988806611481058549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=6988806611481058549&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/6988806611481058549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/6988806611481058549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2007/09/yotd.html' title='Y.O.T.D.'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/RumB39jm9cI/AAAAAAAAAAc/agi-SaeoSZ4/s72-c/joseph+lawrence.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-5567037504921431355</id><published>2007-08-27T09:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T20:56:03.336-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>First Day Of School</title><content type='html'>Why doesn't it get any easier? I can remember what it was like for me the first time Christian went to school, Skye went to school, the first time either rode the bus, etc. Yes, I cried like a baby each and every time. Today Skye started the third grade and Christian started the 6th grade. Did I cry? Hell yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't that difficult for me to take Skye to her class. She didn't show an ounce of nervousness besides being too excited to sleep last night. She walked down that hallway with me at her side, her focus on the classes and kids around her, and walked me straight to her new classroom. She knew exactly where to go. She has always been like that though. She wanted me to take her to class and I was glad to do so, but she is so independant that she was ready to go on her own once we hit her classroom door. I got a quick kiss and off she went. I'm used to that from her as I have always been the one who hasn't been able to let go of that umbillical cord. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking Christian to school, well, that was a different story. It's always been harder on me to watch Skye go on her first day just because she is my baby girl. It's not that I am more attached to my daughter by any means, but because I know that she is my last and I want her to stay a little girl as long as I can. Today was a totally different scenario though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christian waited in the car for me to take Skye to class. Once I returned, off we went. We pulled up in front of the middle school and found a place to park. We got out and as we walked up to the front doors, Christian was already recognizing friends of his and saying hello as we passed by. We looked on the list and found Christian's homeroom class. We walked through the large front doors and immediately Christian said, "WOW!" at the size of the entrance. Walking down the halls and seeing all the kids going into their lockers (the halls were lines with them) was a huge reality slap in the face; my boy is growing up. I walked Christian to his class where his teacher smiled pleasantly and welcomes Christian into the classroom. There were a lot of kids already sitting at tables and his teacher told Christian he could sit wherever he liked in a very soft-spoken tone. Christian turned to me. For a second I hesitated because I didn't want to emberass him but I swallowed that feeling and kissed him on the cheek. Christian quickly turned his back to me and found his way through the classroom. I turned and as I walked down the empty hallways staring at the rows of lockers with fresh paint on them, I began to become overcome with worry and guilt. This is going to be such a huge change for Christian. Have I prepared him for this? Is he really ready? That's when the ultimate emotion rushed over me; I HAVE TO LET HIM GO. I walked to my car as fast as I could and headed off to work. I tried to calm myself down but I couldn't stop (and still can't) the tears from coming. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have faith in my son and I know I am blessed with two very strong children. I know that middle school was a huge adjustment and difficult time in MY life but I have to remember that my kids are not me and that I need to make sure I am there for them as much as possible to walk them through these adjustments. Ok, this is causing me to get upset again so I will write more when I am not such a basket case lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-5567037504921431355?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/5567037504921431355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=5567037504921431355&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/5567037504921431355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/5567037504921431355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2007/08/first-day-of-school.html' title='First Day Of School'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-4970096912983974562</id><published>2007-08-24T10:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T21:36:14.312-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Next Week Full Of Excitement</title><content type='html'>As this week is coming to an end, next week becomes more and more hectic for me. On Monday both of my babies start their first day of school. Miss Skye will be in the 3rd grade at Mound Elementary School and Christian will be attending Hughes Middle School. I am excited but nervous at the same time. Skye is used to always having Bubba there at the same school with her. Christian would always walk Skye to her class every morning and watch after her like a proud, protective big brother should do. This year, she will be on her own for the first time. Going into middle school is a big adjustment for Christian as well. Having a locker, changing classes, the works. I remember how scary it was for me and all the nightmares I had about going to school naked, forgetting my locker combination and not remembering my class schedule used to drive me crazy. Actually, now that I think about it, the person that this is affecting the most appears to be me! It is hard for me to believe and accept that I am 30 years old with a child in middle school. WOW. Ok, on to less depressing thoughts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks ago I found out about the "World" convention going on in San Antonio the last week of August. Each year the "World" convention takes place and the convention is held only in one place at a time. Each year they move to a new city and it could be anywhere... you guessed it..... on the planet hence the name. It just so happens that this year's convention is being held in San Antonio! The World convention is a HUGE deal and it lasts for 4 days. The tickets alone are $95 and there are all kinds of activities and food and concerts during the 4 days. This year ZZ Top is one of the bands that Will be playing. I was disappointed when I found out about it because I knew I couldn't afford the admission, there was no way I could find a hotel on such short notice (considering people come from all over the world to go), and I don't have the finances to pay for food and travel expenses. Almost every single friend of mine is going. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night a good friend of mine told me that her roomie for the World convention backed out and she didn't want to go alone. She begged me to go. I told her I couldn't afford it. She said that if we take my car that she will pay for ALL of my expenses: food, gas, hotel, everything! This may be my ONLY chance to get to attend. I was ecstatic! Next, I had to try and ask for the time off on very short notice. I talked to my boss this morning and explain what a great opportunity this is for me and she is letting me take Thursday and Friday off. YAY!!!! So, I will head out of here Wednesday as soon as I get off work and head straight to San Antonio. I'm so excited! I will take tons of pictures and post them when I return. I hope everyone has a wonderful Friday and an awesome weekend! *MUAH*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-4970096912983974562?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/4970096912983974562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=4970096912983974562&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/4970096912983974562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/4970096912983974562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2007/08/next-week-full-of-excitement.html' title='Next Week Full Of Excitement'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-2965286235780066286</id><published>2007-08-23T14:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T20:53:48.427-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>HILARIOUS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/Rs3mo_IcmoI/AAAAAAAAAAU/rFg9HF76xKg/s1600-h/Why+I%27m+single.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/Rs3mo_IcmoI/AAAAAAAAAAU/rFg9HF76xKg/s400/Why+I%27m+single.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101987544696658562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-2965286235780066286?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/2965286235780066286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=2965286235780066286&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/2965286235780066286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/2965286235780066286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2007/08/hilarious.html' title='HILARIOUS!'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/Rs3mo_IcmoI/AAAAAAAAAAU/rFg9HF76xKg/s72-c/Why+I%27m+single.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-2040196758284106076</id><published>2007-08-17T15:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T21:36:14.312-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>A Wonderful Friday!</title><content type='html'>Today at 5:00 pm I leave work and go straight to West Fort Worth to pick up my daughter! I am so excited. It has been so hard only seeing my baby girl every other weekend while she was at her dad's this summer. I miss that little stinker and I can't wait to have her home again full time! YAY!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-2040196758284106076?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/2040196758284106076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=2040196758284106076&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/2040196758284106076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/2040196758284106076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2007/08/wonderful-friday.html' title='A Wonderful Friday!'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-8144521098750207895</id><published>2007-08-17T09:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T20:56:03.336-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>My Kids Will Hate Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;object wmode='transparent' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' pluginspage='http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer' data='http://widgets.clearspring.com/o/46a8f95380ba919f/46c5ad9b59a624af' quality='high' height='429' width='435' id='W46c5ad9b59a624af'&gt;&lt;param value='transparent' name='wmode'/&gt;&lt;param value='http://widgets.clearspring.com/o/46a8f95380ba919f/46c5ad9b59a624af' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;param value='all' name='allowNetworking'/&gt;&lt;param value='always' name='allowScriptAccess'/&gt;&lt;param value='' name='flashvars'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.jibjab.com/starring_you/receipt/152541'&gt;Star in Your Own JibJab! 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Enjoy Christian and Skye getting their grove on, haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-8144521098750207895?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/8144521098750207895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=8144521098750207895&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/8144521098750207895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/8144521098750207895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-kids-will-hate-me.html' title='My Kids Will Hate Me'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-7737170990430269252</id><published>2007-08-16T10:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T20:54:23.637-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='survey'/><title type='text'>Got Time To Kill?</title><content type='html'>I spent all this time answering these retarded questions only to find that My Space wouldn't let me post it on my blog there. UGH Ok, here it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got Time To Kill?  &lt;br /&gt;EIGHT Lasts&lt;br /&gt;1. Last cigarette: 5 minutes ago&lt;br /&gt;2. Last beverage: right now (cup of coffee)&lt;br /&gt;3. Last phone call: a customer calling in to place an order&lt;br /&gt;4. Last text message: David&lt;br /&gt;5. Last CD played: mix cd in my car&lt;br /&gt;6. Last bubble bath: wow, don’t recall. I prefer showers.&lt;br /&gt;7. Last time you cried: last night talking to my daughter on the phone and she told me she’s been counting down the days until she comes back home to me.&lt;br /&gt;8. Last meal: Spaghetti and Meatballs last night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EIGHT Have You’s&lt;br /&gt;1. Have you ever dated someone twice? Yes&lt;br /&gt;2. Have you ever been cheated on? Oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;3. Have you ever bought condoms? Yep!&lt;br /&gt;4. Have you ever kissed someone &amp; regreted it? I have disappointments but no regrets&lt;br /&gt;5. Have you ever fallen in love? yeah&lt;br /&gt;6. Have you ever lost someone? Ok, who made up these questions?&lt;br /&gt;7. Have you ever been depressed? No, my life is perfect. Yeah I’ve been depressed! Sheesh!&lt;br /&gt;8. Have you ever been drunk and thrown up? unfortunately&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name SIX things you did in the past three days&lt;br /&gt;1. slept &lt;br /&gt;2. drove&lt;br /&gt;3. showered&lt;br /&gt;4. ate&lt;br /&gt;5. worked&lt;br /&gt;6. walked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List THREE people you can tell pretty much anything to&lt;br /&gt;1.Cyndi&lt;br /&gt;2. Kim&lt;br /&gt;3. Karrie (an awesome friendship in the works!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List THREE favorite colors&lt;br /&gt;1.red&lt;br /&gt;2. blue&lt;br /&gt;3. black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List TWO things you want to do before you die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. visit Australia&lt;br /&gt;2. Meet my grandchildren&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FAR IN 07,,…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been to school – to drop off my kids&lt;br /&gt;Made a new friend- within an unfortunate circumstance but either way I am grateful&lt;br /&gt;Fallen out of love – you have to be IN love to fall out&lt;br /&gt;Done something you swore never to do – no, not really. You’ll never hear me say, “I’LL NEVER DO that.” Wait, that’s a paradox. &lt;br /&gt;Laughed until you cried – oh yes &lt;br /&gt;Went behind your parents back – I’m 30 years old for crying out loud&lt;br /&gt;Met someone who changed your life – Not changed but certainly influenced&lt;br /&gt;Gotten close to someone- yep&lt;br /&gt;Found out who your true friends were – oh yes, for sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Bush? Don’t get me started&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Gay Marriage? I have no right to judge anyone nor how they chose to live their life. Do as thou will an it harm none!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Straight, Gay, Bi? Straight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Do you have a crush? Not since elementary school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Who is the best hugger that you know? My kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you believe in love at first sight? I believe in lust at first sight&lt;br /&gt;8. Is there something you want to tell someone? Always. You can never tell people enough how much you love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What brand of shirt are you wearing? I have no clue. It’s a golf shirt with my company’s logo on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Would you kiss anyone on your top friends? yep and I have!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Do you have “A thing” for anyone on your top friends? A “thing”? wtf? These questions crack me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. How many people on your top friends? 28&lt;br /&gt;13. How many kids do you want to have? 2 that are mine by blood, one that is mine by love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Do you have a good relationship with your parents? Next question please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Do you wanna change your name? nope! In fact, I don’t even want to change my LAST name again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What did you do for your last birthday? Celebrated my freedom and enjoyed not having to answer to anyone (those close to me understand why)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What time did you wake up today? Which time? I woke up a few times at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What were you doing at midnight last night? I was in bed &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Name something you CANNOT wait to do: Pick up my baby girl tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Last time you saw your dad? Wow, in April&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What is one thing you wish you could change about yourself? This could go on all day long. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Which hand do you like better? I’m a proud lefty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What are you listening to right now? My boss reading her e-mails out loud yet to herself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Have you ever talked to Tom? nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Have you ever donated money to a good cause? Oh yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Have you ever talked about someone behind their back? Sure, who hasn’t? I was 13 years old once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Least favorite month? August (I hate the new school year starting!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. What’s the last piece of clothing you borrowed from anyone? A t-shirt from Kim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Who’s getting on your nerves right now? No one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Most visited webpage? I would have to say my e-mail inboxes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Would you help your friend fight if he/she is losing? I’d help even if they were winning! Me and my girls stick together no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Coke or Pepsi? Dr Pepper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. What’s the worst day of your life? A day sometime in my past&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Have you kissed or been kissed by anyone in the past week? Yep! My son all the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Do you disagree with a lot of things going on in the world? Why would I? Isn’t the world a perfect place? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Do you think there’s some models out there, that should lose a few pounds? I could care less.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-7737170990430269252?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/7737170990430269252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=7737170990430269252&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/7737170990430269252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/7737170990430269252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2007/08/got-time-to-kill.html' title='Got Time To Kill?'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-7432791640497272416</id><published>2007-08-15T09:24:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T21:35:42.059-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>Too Damn Funny</title><content type='html'>This was in the Washington Post... the title of the article was "Best Come Back Line Ever."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In summary, the police arrested Patrick Lawrence, 22 year old white male, in a pumpkin patch 11:38 p.m. on Friday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday, at the Gwinnett County courthouse, Lawrence was charged with lewd and lascivious behaviour, public indecency, and public intoxication.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The suspect explained that as he was passing a pumpkin patch on his way home from a drinking session when he decided to stop, "You know how a pumpkin is soft and squishy inside, and there was no one around for miles or at least I thought there wasn't anyone around" he stated in a telephone interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lawrence went on to say that he pulled over to the side of the road, picked out a pumpkin that he felt was appropriate to his purpose, cut a hole in it, and proceeded to satisfy his alleged 'need.' "Guess I was really into it, you know?" he commented with evident embarrassment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the process of doing the deed, Lawrence failed to notice an approaching police car and was unaware of his audience until officer Brenda Taylor approached him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It was an unusual situation, that's for sure," said officer Taylor. "I walked up to Lawrence and he's just banging away at this pumpkin."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Officer Taylor went on to describe what happened when she approached Lawrence .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I said, "Excuse me sir, but do you realize that you're having sex with a pumpkin?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He froze and was clearly very surprised that I was there, and then he looked me straight in the face and said.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A pumpkin? ..... Shit...is it midnight already?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-7432791640497272416?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/7432791640497272416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=7432791640497272416&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/7432791640497272416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/7432791640497272416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2007/08/too-damn-funny.html' title='Too Damn Funny'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-1565259217912635268</id><published>2007-08-08T11:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T20:57:44.956-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>Dictionary Lessons</title><content type='html'>Let's take a look at the true meanings of some words today, shall we? I was shocked at how these words describe someone to a "T" and I was even more surprised their balding picture wasn't next to the definitions! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ok, say it with me)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;psy·cho·path&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;      (sī'kə-pāth')  Pronunciation Key  &lt;br /&gt;n.   A person with an antisocial personality disorder, manifested in aggressive, perverted, criminal, or amoral behavior without empathy or remorse. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things that make you go hmmmmmmmmmm.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;lu·na·tic&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;      /ˈlunətɪk/ Pronunciation Key - Show Spelled Pronunciation[loo-nuh-tik] Pronunciation Key - Show IPA Pronunciation &lt;br /&gt;–noun 1. an insane person.  &lt;br /&gt;2. a person whose actions and manner are marked by extreme eccentricity or recklessness.  &lt;br /&gt;3. Law. a person legally declared to be of unsound mind and who therefore is not held capable or responsible before the law.  &lt;br /&gt;–adjective 4. insane; demented; crazy.  &lt;br /&gt;5. characteristic or suggestive of lunacy; wildly or recklessly foolish.  &lt;br /&gt;6. designated for or used by the insane: a lunatic asylum.  &lt;br /&gt;7. gaily or lightheartedly mad, frivolous, eccentric, etc.: She has a lunatic charm that is quite engaging. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just keeps getting better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;con artist&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;–noun Informal. 1. a person adept at lying, cajolery, or glib self-serving talk.  &lt;br /&gt;2. a person adept at swindling by means of confidence games; swindler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep yep yep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok kids, think about those and more will follow. Yes, there will be a pop quiz, too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-1565259217912635268?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/1565259217912635268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=1565259217912635268&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/1565259217912635268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/1565259217912635268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2007/08/dictionary-lessons.html' title='Dictionary Lessons'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-1633308612282779967</id><published>2007-08-06T10:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T21:36:14.312-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>A Wonderful Weekend</title><content type='html'>I had a great weekend for a change! I picked up Skye from her Dad's and I couldn't have been more excited to see her. Christian left and went to his Dad's for the day. Early on Saturday Skye and I went with my neighbor Kim and her son Presley to a swim park in Cleburne. It was great! The park is like a mini Hurricane Harbor and it only costs $6 per person to get in. They have water slides and all kinds of things to do there. Skye showed me how well she can swim now and I am so proud of her! She has also learned how to ride a bike without training wheels. We stayed there for about 3 hours. We left and on the way I called David, a good friend of mine, and we went over to his place to do some more swimming without the crowd. We spent about 3 more hours over there before i had to leave to pick up Christian. Kim and I took all the kids out to eat and then to see Underdog. We all had a great time. Sunday the kids woke me up so we all headed back over to David's for a full day of swimming and cooking out. It was a lot of fun. All the kids got a nice tan while I was burnt to a crisp. I spent most of last night screaming in pain as the softest sheets felt like pins and needles! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Before going to bed for the night, I took Skye back to her father's. While I was up in that area of town, I decided to drop on by a new friend's house whom I had spoken with many times but had yet to meet in person. She is going through a really difficult time right now, one which I completely understand all too well, and I am doing everything in my power to be a solid support for her. After spending 4 hours with her, I came to realize real quick what a wonderful and beautiful woman she is. I pray that she will find her strength again and I hope I am helping her along the way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Anyway, I am at work suffering because I can't even move my arms so I better attempt to get some work done. I hope everyone had a great weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-1633308612282779967?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/1633308612282779967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=1633308612282779967&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/1633308612282779967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/1633308612282779967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2007/08/wonderful-weekend.html' title='A Wonderful Weekend'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-7021450890240934935</id><published>2007-08-01T14:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T21:36:52.442-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>Time To Make Products Idiot-Proof</title><content type='html'>On a Sears hairdryer: Do not use while sleeping. ( that's the only time I have to work on my hair).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a bag of Fritos:! ..You could be a winner! No purchase necessary. Details inside. (the shoplifter special)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a bar of Dial soap: "Directions: Use like regular soap." (and that would be how???....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On some Swanson frozen dinners: "Serving suggestion: Defrost." (but, it's "just" a suggestion).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Tesco's Tiramisu dessert (printed on bottom): "Do not turn upside down." (well...duh, a bit late, huh)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Marks &amp; Spencer Bread Pudding: "Product will be hot after heating." (...and you thought????...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On packaging for a Rowenta iron: "Do not iron clothes on body." (but wouldn't this save me more time?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Boot's Children Cough Medicine: "Do not drive a car or operate machinery after taking this medication." (We could do a lot to reduce the rate of construction accidents if we could just get those 5-year-olds with head-colds off those forklifts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Nytol Sleep Aid: "Warning: May cause drowsiness." (and.. .I'm taking this because???....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On most brands of Christmas lights: "For indoor or outdoor use only." (as opposed to...what?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a Japanese food processor: "Not to be used for the other use." (now, somebody out there, help me on this. I'm a bit curious.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunsbury's peanuts: "Warning: contains nuts." (talk about a news flash)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On an American Airlines packet of nuts: "Instructions: Open packet, eat nuts." (Step 3: maybe, uh...fly Delta?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a child's superman costume: "Wearing of this garment does not enable you to fly." (I don't blame the company. I blame the parents for this one.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a Swedish chainsaw: "Do not attempt to stop chain with your hands or genitals." (..was there a lot of this happening somewhere?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On T-Rat (Military food) : Its not for Human Consumption, Animals and Military Use only.... (Umnn yeah... isn't military is also human)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-7021450890240934935?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/7021450890240934935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=7021450890240934935&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/7021450890240934935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/7021450890240934935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2007/08/time-to-make-products-idiot-proof.html' title='Time To Make Products Idiot-Proof'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-1959561773474227122</id><published>2007-07-28T00:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T22:06:43.271-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><title type='text'>Blah</title><content type='html'>Well it is past midnight and I am out in the great town of Weatherford, Texas. Recently I have made the important decision of becoming more active in my FWANA program which has made a big difference in my life. I used to be very active however I never did any service work which I am now taking part of. I am now a member of what is called the "outreach" program and so far I am enjoying it although there are times where it is wearing me out. I am staying the night at my friend's house to help her out with some things and she is helping me out with some things as well. But, I must say lately life is good. I am working on a lot of things personally and it's amazing the list of character flaws that I am learing about. But, while I am learning and working on them, the chaos that engulfs my life has subsided because of it. How nice and strange it is all at the same time. There are some projects that I haven't yet begun to work on but I am anxious to get started once I am able to find the time. Anyway, since it is so damn late and I am babbling, I think now is the best time to end this post. More to come as always. Loves ya all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-1959561773474227122?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/1959561773474227122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=1959561773474227122&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/1959561773474227122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/1959561773474227122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2007/07/blah.html' title='Blah'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-1115175050298192815</id><published>2007-07-26T12:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T21:35:42.059-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>Too Funny</title><content type='html'>I just had to share.... Thanks Chris for the link :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table border="0" style="border: 1px solid black;" width="450"&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.quizgalaxy.com/tombstone-Daphne-28.jpg" width="254" height="401"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=41"&gt;Take this quiz&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-1115175050298192815?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/1115175050298192815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=1115175050298192815&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/1115175050298192815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/1115175050298192815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2007/07/too-funny.html' title='Too Funny'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-7291493866204501811</id><published>2007-07-26T08:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T22:06:43.272-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><title type='text'>Last Night</title><content type='html'>Ok, so I didn't get a chance to get on here and fill y'all in on the details. I had every intention of doing another post about it all but I ended up heading out of town. I thought I would be back in time but we ended up stuck in some horrible traffic on the way home and we returned at an obscene hour. Anyway, more to come later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-7291493866204501811?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/7291493866204501811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=7291493866204501811&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/7291493866204501811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/7291493866204501811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2007/07/last-night.html' title='Last Night'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-7628790076839540589</id><published>2007-07-25T14:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T20:57:44.957-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>What a P.I.T.A.!!!! (Pain In The Ass)</title><content type='html'>Wow, I have had nothing but hell trying to get into my blog account lately. After a lot of sweat and tears to go along with it, it has finally been fixed. YAY! Ok, now that it's been taken care of, I will (I promise) be blogging again on a regular basis. Sorry for the 3 month delay! I'll catch you all up on the latest details tonight. Love y'all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-7628790076839540589?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/7628790076839540589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=7628790076839540589&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/7628790076839540589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/7628790076839540589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2007/07/what-pita-pain-in-ass.html' title='What a P.I.T.A.!!!! (Pain In The Ass)'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-807030626966536436</id><published>2007-04-23T16:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T21:37:23.359-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Religion/Wicca'/><title type='text'>About Time!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wiccan Pentacle Added to Emblems Allowed on Headstones&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Monday , April 23, 2007 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MADISON, Wis.  — The &lt;a href="javascript:siteSearch("&gt;Wiccan&lt;/a&gt; pentacle has been added to the list of emblems allowed in national &lt;a href="javascript:siteSearch("&gt;cemeteries&lt;/a&gt; and on goverment-issued headstones of fallen soldiers, according to a settlement announced Monday.&lt;br /&gt;A settlement between the &lt;a href="javascript:siteSearch("&gt;U.S. Department of Veterans Affairs&lt;/a&gt; and Wiccans adds the five-pointed star to the list of "emblems of belief" allowed on VA grave markers.&lt;br /&gt;Eleven families nationwide are waiting for grave markers with the pentacle, said Selena Fox, a Wiccan high priestess with Circle Sanctuary in Barneveld, Wis., a plaintiff in the lawsuit.&lt;br /&gt;The settlement calls for the pentacle, whose five points represent earth, air, fire, water and spirit, to be placed on grave markers within 14 days for those who have pending requests with the VA.&lt;br /&gt;"I am glad this has ended in success in time to get markers for Memorial Day," Fox said.&lt;br /&gt;The VA sought the settlement in the interest of the families involved and to save taxpayers the expense of further litigation, VA spokesman Matt Burns said. The agency also agreed to pay $225,000 in attorneys' fees and costs.&lt;br /&gt;The pentacle has been added to 38 symbols the VA already permits on gravestones. They include commonly recognized symbols for Christianity, Buddhism, Islam and Judaism, as well as those for smaller religions such as Sufism Reoriented, Eckiankar and the Japanese faith Seicho-No-Ie.&lt;br /&gt;"This settlement has forced the Bush Administration into acknowledging that there are no second class religions in America, including among our nation's veterans," said the Rev. Barry W. Lynn, director of Americans United for Separation of Church and State, which represented the Wiccans in the lawsuit.&lt;br /&gt;The American Civil Liberties Union said the agreement also settles a similar lawsuit it filed last year against the VA. In that case, the ACLU represented two other Wiccan churches and three individuals.&lt;br /&gt;VA-issued headstones, markers and plaques can be used in any cemetery, whether it is a national one such as Arlington or a private burial ground like that on Circle Sanctuary's property.&lt;br /&gt;Wicca is a nature-based religion based on respect for the earth, nature and the cycle of the seasons. Variations of the pentacle not accepted by Wiccans have been used in horror movies as a sign of the devil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-807030626966536436?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/807030626966536436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=807030626966536436&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/807030626966536436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/807030626966536436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2007/04/about-time.html' title='About Time!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-1820388398187577316</id><published>2007-04-17T22:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T20:56:03.337-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Christian and Lexi</title><content type='html'>As most of you know by now, a friend recently gave me who is now our new addition to the family, Lexus. She moved in with us on Sunday, April 15th and we couldn't be more happy. It took her a day to open up but ever since the ice was broken, she has been wonderful. She is very playful and affectionate. Not to mention, she is very smart as well. Lexi and I first bonded last night which opened the door for the kids to get aquanted with her. Christian and Lexi have taken quite a liking for one another and tonight I was able to get some great shots of them playing together. I think she likes us :) Anyway, all comments are welcome. Isn't she gorgeous?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="border-collapse:collapse;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://apps.rockyou.com/rockyou.swf?instanceid=64793606&amp;ver=102906" quality="high"  salign="lt" width="426" height="320" wmode="transparent" name="rockyou" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-size:0px;background-color:#fff; padding:1px;font-size:0px;  filter:alpha(opacity=60);-moz-opacity:.60;opacity:.60;" align="left"&gt;&lt;img src="http://apps.rockyou.com/dot/SS/A2EB-1.gif?id=64793606"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rockyou.com?type=slideshow&amp;refid=64793606"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px;" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/images/tail_logo.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#fff; padding:1px;font-size:0px;  filter:alpha(opacity=60);-moz-opacity:.60;opacity:.60;" align="right"&gt;&lt;a style="padding-right:0px;" target="_BLANK" href="http://www.rockyou.com/slideshow-create.php?refid=64793606"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px;" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/images/tail_create.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="padding-right:0px;" target="_BLANK" href="http://www.rockyou.com/show_my_gallery.php?instanceid=64793606"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px;" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/images/tail_view.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-1820388398187577316?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/1820388398187577316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=1820388398187577316&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/1820388398187577316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/1820388398187577316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2007/04/christian-and-lexi.html' title='Christian and Lexi'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-1208729625241743656</id><published>2007-04-03T20:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T22:07:49.627-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='survey'/><title type='text'>How About Another Survey?</title><content type='html'>1. If you were to attend a costume party tonight, what or whom would you go as?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daphne from Scooby Doo or a Mermaid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What are your choice of toppings on a hamburger? And do you prefer gas or charcoal grilling?&lt;br /&gt;I prefer gas and i like mustard, ketchup, lettuce and tomato&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. You are chosen to have lunch with the President. The condition is you only get to ask one question. What do you ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That depends... does he have to tell me the truth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. It's your first day of vacation, what are you doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spending time with Erin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What is your concession stand must-have at the movies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soda and Nachos with extra cheese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Which do you dislike most: pop-up ads or spam email?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pop ups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What do you think Captain Hook's name was before he had a hook for a hand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Captain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Rock, paper, or scissors?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;none of the above: thumb war!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. How long was it from 'the first date' until the proposal of marriage?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i plead the 5th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Which is worse, being in a place that is too loud, or too quiet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too loud for sure! I get migraines easily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What is one quality that you really appreciate in a person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honesty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. At the good old general store, what particular kind of candy would you expect to be in the big jar at the counter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jelly beans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What is the most distinguishing landmark in your city?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha......... The water tower! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Everyone hears discussions that they consider boring. What topic can put you to sleep quicker than any other?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;politics and/or golf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. How many times did it take you to pass your drivers test?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once.. I got out of having to take the driving part of the test :) I'm sneaky like that haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. If you had to have the same topping on your vanilla ice cream for the rest of your life, what topping would you choose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caramel all the way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What food item would need to be removed from the market altogether in order for you to live a healthier, longer life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr Pepper is my downfall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. You are offered an envelope that you know contains $50. You are then told that you may either keep it or exchange it for another envelope that may contain $500 or may be empty. Do you keep the first envelope, or do you take your chances with the second?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd risk it and take the second envelope for sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. If you had to choose, which would you give up: cable TV, or DSL/cable internet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since i don't have cable that's a no-brainer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What is your highest level of education?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some college.... I dropped out and became a mommy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. How much is a gallon of gas in your city? What was the highest it's been?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't pay attention because my car uses Diesel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. What kind of lunch box did you have as a kid?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember but I want to say it was care bears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What would you rather have, a nanny, a housekeeper, a cook, or a chauffeur?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Housekeeper by far!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Would you rather be trapped in an elevator, or stuck in traffic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traffic....... I would freak out in an elevator&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Lets say a brick fell on your foot, and your kid is standing right next to you, what is your 'cleaned up' swear word?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless-it! Hell, I'd probably cuss lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-1208729625241743656?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/1208729625241743656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=1208729625241743656&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/1208729625241743656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/1208729625241743656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2007/04/how-about-another-survey.html' title='How About Another Survey?'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-6931194185203080078</id><published>2007-03-28T22:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T22:07:09.456-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>The Pictures</title><content type='html'>As promised, here are the photos from last night's girl scout meeting. The girls all did wonderful and the photos turned out great. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="border-collapse:collapse;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://apps.rockyou.com/rockyou.swf?instanceid=61957401&amp;ver=102906" quality="high"  salign="lt" width="426" height="320" wmode="transparent" name="rockyou" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-size:0px;background-color:#fff; padding:1px;font-size:0px;  filter:alpha(opacity=60);-moz-opacity:.60;opacity:.60;" align="left"&gt;&lt;img src="http://apps.rockyou.com/dot/SS/8027-1.gif?id=61957401"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rockyou.com?type=slideshow&amp;refid=61957401"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px;" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/images/tail_logo.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#fff; padding:1px;font-size:0px;  filter:alpha(opacity=60);-moz-opacity:.60;opacity:.60;" align="right"&gt;&lt;a style="padding-right:0px;" target="_BLANK" href="http://www.rockyou.com/slideshow-create.php?refid=61957401"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px;" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/images/tail_create.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="padding-right:0px;" target="_BLANK" href="http://www.rockyou.com/show_my_gallery.php?instanceid=61957401"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px;" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/images/tail_view.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-6931194185203080078?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/6931194185203080078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=6931194185203080078&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/6931194185203080078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/6931194185203080078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2007/03/pictures.html' title='The Pictures'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-9141131987519927166</id><published>2007-03-28T12:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T20:56:03.337-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Snakes In A Classroom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/Rgql8bHWcHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E18L7KeqCxI/s1600-h/39d3c55b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/Rgql8bHWcHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E18L7KeqCxI/s200/39d3c55b.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047028789911384178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I took Lestat (my male Red Tail Boa Constrictor) to Skye's Girl Scout meeting. I did a 45 minute lesson on snakes and went into detail about their anatomy, behavior, eating habits, life span, and so on. I was a bit nervous about how the girls would react considering Lestat is now a whopping 5 1/2 feet in length. I went over precautions and rules before getting Lestat out of the animal carrier I brought him in. The were a few gasps once I first got him out however after talking for a few minutes while holding him, the girls quickly calmed down. In fact, most of the girls came up to touch him! Since Lestat was handling the whole experience without a problem, I went ahead and let the girls hold him if they were interested. To my surprise, most of the girls came up and held him. They did so great with him that I was impressed. Even some of the parents came up to touch him however none of the parents wanted to hol him lol. I have a ton of pictures which I will be posting either tonight or tomorrow evening so make sure you check back soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-9141131987519927166?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/9141131987519927166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=9141131987519927166&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/9141131987519927166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/9141131987519927166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2007/03/snakes-in-classroom.html' title='Snakes In A Classroom'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/Rgql8bHWcHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/E18L7KeqCxI/s72-c/39d3c55b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-908737652954153595</id><published>2007-03-26T00:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T22:10:17.412-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>A Great Weekend In Dallas</title><content type='html'>The kids, Mimi and I all had a great weekend together. We went to Dallas to spend the weekend with Mimi. On Saturday, Skye, Mimi and I went to went to see Disney On Ice: Princess Wishes which was a blast. Sunday afternoon we decided to go for a walk and head over to the creek to feed the ducks. On the way home Sunday evening we stopped to check out some beautiful Bluebonnets. Here are the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="border-collapse:collapse;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://apps.rockyou.com/rockyou.swf?instanceid=61529441&amp;ver=102906" quality="high"  salign="lt" width="426" height="320" wmode="transparent" name="rockyou" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-size:0px;background-color:#fff; padding:1px;font-size:0px;  filter:alpha(opacity=60);-moz-opacity:.60;opacity:.60;" align="left"&gt;&lt;img src="http://apps.rockyou.com/dot/SS/7F5F-1.gif?id=61529441"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rockyou.com?type=slideshow&amp;refid=61529441"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px;" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/images/tail_logo.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#fff; padding:1px;font-size:0px;  filter:alpha(opacity=60);-moz-opacity:.60;opacity:.60;" align="right"&gt;&lt;a style="padding-right:0px;" target="_BLANK" href="http://www.rockyou.com/slideshow-create.php?refid=61529441"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px;" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/images/tail_create.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="padding-right:0px;" target="_BLANK" href="http://www.rockyou.com/show_my_gallery.php?instanceid=61529441"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px;" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/images/tail_view.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-908737652954153595?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/908737652954153595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=908737652954153595&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/908737652954153595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/908737652954153595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2007/03/great-weekend-in-dallas.html' title='A Great Weekend In Dallas'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-2778273205529995993</id><published>2007-03-25T16:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T22:10:44.311-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><title type='text'>Long Time No Write</title><content type='html'>It's been awhile since I've updated this but there are a few reasons for this. One, I have had a lot of things going on in my life. Someone recently (a few months back) pushed me to my limit and it taught me a very valuable lesson; never take less than what you deserve. In the process of that learning experience which I am grateful for, I have made the life-changing decision that I refuse to let anyone ever walk on me again. I have learned how to stand up for myself and fight for what is right. Therefore, I started this change in my life by filing a police report as well as court papers to take my ex roommate to court. It has been a long and drawn out process but my court date is coming up on April 9th. While I am excited, I am also nervous.  I have had  county officials even tell me that she doesn't have a leg to stand on in the fight and that I am going to win the case. I'm not counting my eggs before they hatch though. We'll see how it goes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             During this time of self-discovery and making some serious changes in my life, I have gotten to know someone that has turned out to be not only a wonderful man but is also my best friend. I am thankful to have such a sweet person in my life. He has also shown me what I do and do not deserve. No one has ever treated me as good as he does. There's NO jealousy, INSECURITIES, and he has been supportive of me through everything I've done. Just when I lost hope in all men, he was there to change my mind. I've been so happy to have his support for the past 4 months and I look forward to many more wonderful times together. I can't wait to make some more memories together, sweetie! Soon......... very soon........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;              As if the court hearing coming up wasn't enough to endure, I also had the experience of someone I knew passing away. I will be dedicating a post just to her, but it was a sudden and unfortunate loss. Samantha was only 17 years old and she was a beautiful girl with the rest of her life ahead of her. The world has suffered a severe loss the day she passed. Her passing put a lot of things in perspective for me about life. You hear it all the time that you never know when it's your time but it is so true. Never let a day pass by where you don't tell your loved ones that you love them and to hug those dear to you. When I went to visit her family the day after Samantha passed away, I saw people from all walks of life come over to offer their support. There must have been over 30 people at her house. People brought food, support, chairs, blow up beds for relatives, and hugs with tears. It was heart-breaking and heart-warming all at the same time. A bitter-sweet event by all means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Now that my blog is back and running (someone thought it would be cute to report my blog as SPAM and therefore I could not post until the situation was resolved) I think I've caught everyone up to recent events. As you can see that things have been hectic in my life including getting ready to move. I love you all and I will post more soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-2778273205529995993?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/2778273205529995993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=2778273205529995993&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/2778273205529995993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/2778273205529995993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2007/03/long-time-no-write.html' title='Long Time No Write'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-7065332735873785617</id><published>2007-02-23T19:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T22:10:33.048-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cool stuff'/><title type='text'>Watch Out For This Girl!</title><content type='html'>Her voice reminds me of JoJo but I have a feeling her name will be big! The girl is cute as can be but has a pair of lungs for sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LKTMKxkMD6c"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LKTMKxkMD6c" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her name is Esmee Denters, she's 18 years old, and she lives in the Netherlands. If interested, her website is http://esmeedenters.net&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-7065332735873785617?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/7065332735873785617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=7065332735873785617&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/7065332735873785617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/7065332735873785617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2007/02/watch-out-for-this-girl.html' title='Watch Out For This Girl!'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-1998661803031696379</id><published>2007-02-12T20:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T22:13:09.373-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>******Status on my sister, Chris******</title><content type='html'>My sister, Chris, had knee surgery today. She has had problems with her knee for some time and she has endured a lot of pain as well. The doctors had said that she needed a full knee replacement. Chris was nervous but had prepared herself for a knee replacement. She had the surgery this afternoon and as it turns out, she didn't need a full knee replacement after all which is great! She did have bone spurs on her knee which they filed down and she also had a torn meniscus which they repared. I have not spoken to her yet but she called our mother and said she wasn't in any pain (Mom said she was pretty doped up though). I decided not to call her today so that she could rest but I will call her tomorrow to check on her. Don't forget to send her some love and get well soon comments!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-1998661803031696379?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/1998661803031696379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=1998661803031696379&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/1998661803031696379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/1998661803031696379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2007/02/status-on-my-sister-chris.html' title='******Status on my sister, Chris******'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-3259897237220734026</id><published>2007-02-12T19:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T22:12:12.540-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='survey'/><title type='text'>Me me me MEEEEE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. Hi, my name is...&lt;br /&gt;Daphne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Never in my life have I...&lt;br /&gt;been a man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The one person who can drive me nuts is...&lt;br /&gt;I can only pick one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. High school...&lt;br /&gt;was the best years of my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. When I'm nervous....&lt;br /&gt;i chew on my fingers around my nails&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. The last time I cried was...&lt;br /&gt;last week but it was out of happiness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If I were to get married right now my wedding party would be..&lt;br /&gt;a funeral!!!! YIKES! NO MARRIAGE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. My hair is..&lt;br /&gt;a pain in the ass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. When I was 5....&lt;br /&gt;I was no longer 4 years old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Last Christmas....&lt;br /&gt;was hard without my kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. I should be...&lt;br /&gt;doing something else besides damn surverys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. When I look down I see..&lt;br /&gt;my feet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. The craziest recent event was...&lt;br /&gt;HA! The entertaining piece of mail I got! That tops C-R-A-Z-Y&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. If I were a character on 'Friends' I'd be...&lt;br /&gt;A combo of Rachel and Phoebe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. By this time next year.....&lt;br /&gt;Everyone will be another year older&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. My current gripe is...&lt;br /&gt;kids these days are not taught how to take responsibility, especially when they walk all over someone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. There's this girl I know, who...&lt;br /&gt;is about to get what Karma's got for her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. You know I like you, when....I don't tell you:&lt;br /&gt;huh??????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. If I won an award, the first person I would tell would be...&lt;br /&gt;Cyndi for sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Take my advice..&lt;br /&gt;the best way to ruin a perfectly good relationship is to get married&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. My most wanted item is...&lt;br /&gt;happiness and a great family (which I already have a great family)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. If you visited the place i was born you would....&lt;br /&gt;love the little town (big town now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. I plan to visit...&lt;br /&gt;Australia sometime, somehow before I die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. If you spend the night at my house...&lt;br /&gt;You better not have a problem with all kinds of animals lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. I'd stop my wedding if.....&lt;br /&gt;I had one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. The world could do without...&lt;br /&gt;stupid inconsiderate fucktards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. I'd rather lick the belly of a ######### than...&lt;br /&gt;have anything to do with a certain person from my not-so-distant past&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Most recent thing I've bought myself...&lt;br /&gt;a CD player for my car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Most recent thing someone else bought me...&lt;br /&gt;I don't rely on others to buy me things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. My favorite blonde is...&lt;br /&gt;Skye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. My favorite brunette is...&lt;br /&gt;Christian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. My favorite redhead is...&lt;br /&gt;Lois (only redhead I know)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. My middle name is...&lt;br /&gt;in between my first and last name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. This morning I...&lt;br /&gt;woke up, got dressed, and headed off to work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. The animals I would like to see flying besides birds are...&lt;br /&gt;Koalas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Once, at a bar..&lt;br /&gt;I got so wasted I threw up right outside the front doors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Last night I was...&lt;br /&gt;talking to one of my favorite people :) It's a nightly ritual with us and I love it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. There's this guy I know who...&lt;br /&gt;respects me and makes me feel great&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. I don't know...&lt;br /&gt;why I am doing this survey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. A better name for me would be...&lt;br /&gt;Bitch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Tomorrow I am...&lt;br /&gt;doing the same thing I did today... going to work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. My birthday is...&lt;br /&gt;December 19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. What I really want for Valentine's Day is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I don't really care for S.A.D. (Singles Awareness Day)&lt;br /&gt;But, if I WERE to get something, I would love it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-3259897237220734026?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/3259897237220734026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=3259897237220734026&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/3259897237220734026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/3259897237220734026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2007/02/me-me-me-meeeee.html' title='Me me me MEEEEE!'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-9153238580765847668</id><published>2007-02-12T08:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T22:13:36.368-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weird stuff'/><title type='text'>Not Enough To Do?</title><content type='html'>Do you ever get the feeling when everything is done around the house that there is just something missing from your life? Do you need something to complete your day? Well, looks like someone has come up with the perfect solution! Just when watching grass grow, water boil and paint dry all became old and boring, now you can watch cheese age! That's right, all on cheddarvision tv coming to you all the way from England!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cheddarvision.tv" target="new"&gt;www.cheddarvision.tv&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget to check out their myspace as well if you are a true fan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/cheddarvision"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/cheddarvision&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMFG, WTF will they come up with next! People need a hobby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-9153238580765847668?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/9153238580765847668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=9153238580765847668&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/9153238580765847668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/9153238580765847668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2007/02/not-enough-to-do.html' title='Not Enough To Do?'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-1354482151753640759</id><published>2007-02-11T17:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T22:12:12.540-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='survey'/><title type='text'>31 Unknown Facts</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;        &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Body: 31 unknown facts/secrets about yourself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be 100% truthful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. When was the last time you shaved your legs?&lt;br /&gt;Um, 3 days ago (I'm single so there's no need to do it daily lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What were you doing this morning at 8am?&lt;br /&gt;sleeping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What were you doing 15 minutes ago?&lt;br /&gt;brushing my daughter's wet hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Are you any good at math?&lt;br /&gt;very&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Do you have any famous ancestors?&lt;br /&gt;Not sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Are you mad at anyone right now?&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't say MAD.... I would say entertained by someone I can't stand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Do you know the words to the song on your MySpace profile?&lt;br /&gt;Most of them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Last thing received in mail?&lt;br /&gt;a little something from the one entertaining me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. How many different drinks have you had today?&lt;br /&gt;alcoholic or non? All I've drank is dr pepper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Do you ever leave messages on people's answering machine?&lt;br /&gt;most of the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Any plans for tonight?&lt;br /&gt;yeah.... going out to dinner with the kids then crashing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Do you draw your name in the sand when you go to the beach?&lt;br /&gt;not since I was in high school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What's the most painful dental procedure you've had?&lt;br /&gt;oh my.... by far the absess tooth I had. That was horrible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What's outside your front door?&lt;br /&gt;The great outdoors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Do you have plans on friday night?&lt;br /&gt;YEP! BIG BIG BIG plans, too! Can't wait woooo hoooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Do you like the ocean?&lt;br /&gt;Yep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Have you ever received one of those big tins of 3 different popcorn?&lt;br /&gt;yep; love the cheddar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Have you ever been to a planetarium?&lt;br /&gt;sure have, many times. I go with my kids on their field trips frequently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Is there something you are excited about?&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes! (see number 17)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Who around you has the most problems?&lt;br /&gt;That's a toss-up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Are any of your great-grandparents still alive?&lt;br /&gt;nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Describe your love life?&lt;br /&gt;um, uh, next question!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Where do you keep your change?&lt;br /&gt;in my wallet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. When was the last time you spoke in front of a large group of people?&lt;br /&gt;can't recall but I will be speaking in a couple weeks in front of a group of kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Do you like anyone right now?&lt;br /&gt;mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmaybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. What was the weather like on your birthday?&lt;br /&gt;Cloudy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Do you sleep with the door to your room open or closed?&lt;br /&gt;I prefer closed but the snake cages are in my room and it gets too hot if I shut the door. I can't stand to be hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Do you find yourself strange?&lt;br /&gt;When I find myself I will let you know ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-1354482151753640759?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/1354482151753640759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=1354482151753640759&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/1354482151753640759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/1354482151753640759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2007/02/31-unknown-facts.html' title='31 Unknown Facts'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-3888902755754207650</id><published>2007-02-11T05:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T05:02:47.220-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='article'/><title type='text'>Some People Should Not Reproduce!</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1 class="Headline"&gt;Mom Allegedly Had Child Watch Sex 'To Learn'&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h2 class="SubHead"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pair Pleads Not Guilty&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div class="posted"&gt;POSTED: 6:55 pm CST February 10, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="Dateline"&gt;PROVIDENCE, R.I. -- &lt;/b&gt; A Rhode Island mother and her boyfriend are headed to trial on charges they had intercourse in front of the woman's 9-year-old daughter as a way to teach the girl about sex. Rebecca Arnold, of Woonsocket, R.I., and her boyfriend, David Prata, have pleaded not guilty to felony child-neglect charges. A pre-trial conference is scheduled for next month. When questioned by an investigator from the state Department of Children, Youth and Families, Prata, 33, said he and Arnold, 36, had sex "all the time" in front of the child and that "we don't believe in hiding anything."&lt;br /&gt;He said the girl would often be on the bed watching as the couple had sex. Though they did not ask her to leave, they also did not force her to remain on the bed, Prata said. Asked why he thought a child that age should know about sexual acts, Prata replied, "We wanted to prepare her so she would know how," according to a report from the investigator, Vanessa E. Cisela. The allegations against the couple were revealed in December 2004 after the girl went to live with her biological father in North Adams, Mass. after spending the summer with her mother in Woonsocket. A teacher in North Adams called the Child Abuse Hotline to report that the girl, who is now 11, said her mother and her boyfriend had sex in front of her.&lt;br /&gt;The child told a Massachusetts social services investigator that her mother and Prata never touched her or tried to include her in the sex. Woonsocket police arrested Prata and Arnold in February 2005. The couple is accused of "providing an environment that is lewd and depraved in a manner that makes their home unfit for the child to live in," according to court records. Prata and Arnold are free on bail pending a March 19 pretrial conference in Family Court. They could each face one to three years in prison if convicted or a maximum $1,000 fine, or both.      Their lawyers did not return phone calls from The Providence Journal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note from Daphne: There's only one word that comes to mind........ S-I-C-K!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-3888902755754207650?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/3888902755754207650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=3888902755754207650&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/3888902755754207650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/3888902755754207650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2007/02/some-people-should-not-reproduce.html' title='Some People Should Not Reproduce!'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-117099759062131935</id><published>2007-02-08T22:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T22:12:12.540-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='survey'/><title type='text'>I am addicted to Surveys</title><content type='html'>1. Who were you with last night?&lt;br /&gt;my kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What woke you up this morning?&lt;br /&gt;i slept through my alarm so a text message (thankfully) from someone special&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Where are you?&lt;br /&gt;Home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Is tomorrow going to be a good day?&lt;br /&gt;yep just cuz it's Friday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Did you kiss or hug anyone today?&lt;br /&gt;no but I wish I could&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. When's the last time you cried?&lt;br /&gt;a few days ago but it was out of happiness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The PAST-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Ever thrown up in public?&lt;br /&gt;yeah.. bad bad bad moment. I was extremely drunk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Passed out because of alcohol?&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What's on your mind RIGHT NOW?&lt;br /&gt;how I am so excited about NEXT Friday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The FUTURE -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Would you take a bullet for anyone?&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, for my children in a heartbeat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Where would you like to live?&lt;br /&gt;Australia or Guam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What kind of home would you like?&lt;br /&gt;a nice 2-story brick home &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What do you want to be when you grow up?&lt;br /&gt;a child psychologist for troubled youths, especially who have fallen victim to sexual abuse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Where do you see yourself in 5 years?&lt;br /&gt;In 5 yrs. I hope to be happy and healthy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- ON MYSPACE -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. who is your number one?&lt;br /&gt;Ronnie &amp; Cyndi (Cyndi is my best bud)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Who have you kissed on your top friends?&lt;br /&gt;None (yet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Who was the last person that left you a comment?&lt;br /&gt;Erin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Are you good friends with this person?&lt;br /&gt;You could say so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. How often do you log in to myspace?&lt;br /&gt;about daily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- IN GENERAL -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27.Do you like candy necklaces?:&lt;br /&gt;no, they taste like shit and they pinch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. When was the last time you fell over or ran into something?&lt;br /&gt;i run into stuff daily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Do you listen to music every day?:&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Do you still go trick or treating?&lt;br /&gt;Sure do with my kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. What was the last thing you ate?&lt;br /&gt;roast beef &amp; swiss sandwich for lunch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Are you a fast typer?:&lt;br /&gt;I guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. About how many people have you liked?&lt;br /&gt;LMFAO! You've got to be kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. What are you doing this weekend?&lt;br /&gt;spending some quality time with my daughter (my son will be at his dad's) and cleaning the house to get ready for next weekend wooooooo hoooooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Whats your favorite type of SODA?&lt;br /&gt;Dr Pepper out of a can or bottle (NOT fountain! I hate fountain Dr Pepper!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Have you ever moved?&lt;br /&gt;all my life! My dad was Air Force, hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Have you ever won an award?&lt;br /&gt;sure have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Single or taken?&lt;br /&gt;single :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. What do you want to do right now?&lt;br /&gt;exactly what i'm already doing.. talking to one of my favorite people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Are you listening to music right now?&lt;br /&gt;Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. are you with someone right now?&lt;br /&gt;only in thought &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Whats a word or phrase that you love?&lt;br /&gt;he/she is dumber than a 5 pound sack of stupid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. How long til your birthday?&lt;br /&gt;not long enough! 10 months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. When were you the saddest in your whole life?&lt;br /&gt;next question&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. What time is it?&lt;br /&gt;10:58 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Do you use EBay to buy or sell?&lt;br /&gt;i used to until a fucktard ruined my ebay account&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. What makes you pissed off?&lt;br /&gt;Rude people! inconsiderate assholes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Have you ever had a song written about you?&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. What song makes you cry?&lt;br /&gt;There are a couple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. What songs makes you happy?&lt;br /&gt;quite a few actually&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. What do you like to listen to before you go to bed?&lt;br /&gt;T.V.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. Do you have a job?&lt;br /&gt;Yep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. What does Your CD player have in it right now?&lt;br /&gt;Queen Of The Damned soundtrack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. If you were a crayon what color would you be?&lt;br /&gt;Emerald Green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. What makes you happy?&lt;br /&gt;could that question be more vague!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. What's the next CD you're gonna get?&lt;br /&gt;lol Not sure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Height:]&lt;br /&gt;5'2"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Hair:]&lt;br /&gt;blonde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Eye Color:]&lt;br /&gt;Brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Piercings:]&lt;br /&gt;Ears and belly button&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Tattoos:]&lt;br /&gt;4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[wearing right now?]&lt;br /&gt;gray Mickey Mouse shirt from Disney World and grey sweat pants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[What taste is in your mouth]&lt;br /&gt;dr pepper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Have a bad habit?]&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah; smoking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2006 I..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope that year never repeats itself; especially what went on at the end of it. Thankfully THAT is over!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-117099759062131935?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/117099759062131935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=117099759062131935&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/117099759062131935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/117099759062131935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-am-addicted-to-surveys.html' title='I am addicted to Surveys'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18576934.post-117079105771878592</id><published>2007-02-06T13:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T22:14:21.029-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>YES!!!!!!! This is the best day EVER!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5202/1821/1600/247424/A%20split.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5202/1821/400/474843/A%20split.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alanis Morissette &amp; Ryan Reynolds Split&lt;br /&gt;Email This Story | Print This Story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alanis Morissette and Ryan Reynolds have split up. &lt;br /&gt;The couple has been engaged for four years. &lt;br /&gt;They split up in June but got back together a few weeks later.&lt;br /&gt;Morissette and Reynold’s representatives issues a statement: &lt;br /&gt;"Ryan Reynolds and Alanis Morissette have mutually decided to end their engagement. They remain close friends and continue to have the utmost love and admiration for each other. They ask that their privacy be respected surrounding this personal matter." &lt;br /&gt;Reynolds, 30, and Morissette, 32, met in 2002, dated for two years, and got engaged in 2004.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wooooooooooo hooooooooooo! Come to Momma....... I'll make you feel ALL better!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18576934-117079105771878592?l=sasscdaphne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/feeds/117079105771878592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18576934&amp;postID=117079105771878592&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/117079105771878592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18576934/posts/default/117079105771878592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasscdaphne.blogspot.com/2007/02/yes-this-is-best-day-ever.html' title='YES!!!!!!! This is the best day EVER!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>SassCDaphne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04617698777605739350</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OcJQTqpIeVU/S0jwiMhRlaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kaK4F8vf47o/S220/untitled-2-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
