<?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-6644172981204319151</id><updated>2012-02-16T11:26:57.595-08:00</updated><category term='plans'/><category term='weekend purchase'/><category term='ex'/><category term='Norma Kamali'/><category term='watch'/><category term='appetizers'/><category term='champagne'/><category term='Michael Kors'/><category term='Alexander McQueen'/><category term='relationships'/><category term='wine'/><category term='honesty'/><category term='Calvin Klein'/><category term='crab cakes'/><category term='hollywood'/><category term='the weekend'/><category term='boy'/><category term='Rihanna'/><category term='dancing'/><category term='sushi'/><category term='family'/><category term='Weather'/><category term='ankle boots'/><category term='eggnog'/><category term='football'/><category term='cold weather dress'/><category term='work'/><category term='Make-up'/><category term='cocktails'/><category term='friends'/><category term='happy hour'/><category term='shoes'/><category term='drama'/><category term='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/TA_OraXZg-I/AAAAAAAAATQ/FCsgMkXDLm4/s320/n57801352_31419370_2207.jpg'/><category term='austin'/><category term='dress'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='pumps'/><category term='cupcakes'/><category term='party'/><category term='communication'/><category term='staples'/><category term='spirits'/><category term='attire'/><category term='tailgate'/><category term='changing blog title'/><category term='texas'/><category term='food'/><category term='blazer'/><category term='new years'/><category term='Stila'/><category term='fun'/><category term='sephora'/><category term='wardrobe'/><category term='Mother&apos;s Day'/><title type='text'>Woodlands Blonde</title><subtitle type='html'>Writing about life after a few bold moves, a new city, the ups and downs of a relationship, the joys of life, the new opportunities and failures. Life!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>201</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-5057168130677919583</id><published>2011-10-18T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T12:31:10.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bible Study</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Going to bible study has definitely been something new in my life. I have always heard of them and to be quite honest I thought I would be out of place, not know what's going on, not educated enough...I think I had a lot of doubts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With that being said, I also decided to get out of my comfort zone and check one out. I really love my church and thought that it'd be a way to deepen my faith. We are not actually studying a chapter out of the bible, but we're reading "Fearless" by Max Lucado. Going in to the Series 66 exam, after failing it twice, you can imagine there would be some fear that goes in to taking it again. I also had some fears about my relationship, so I thought....perfect book to study!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My bible study leader's name is Patsy. She's awesome. One thing she's said that really stuck with me....We were talking about our fears. She said she had this fear of her husband never coming home from work. When he came home later than expected, she would worry and worry that he was dead on the side of the road somewhere. So she called her sister and explained her worry to her. Her sister replied "Play out your fear Patsy." What do you mean? Patsy asked. "Play it out...what happens if your husband dies?" Her sister said "You will wake up the next day, plan a funeral, bury him, and then your life will go on...that's what I did."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Patsy's sister's husband passed away and she went through that very same thing. Although it seemed a little cold to say, it's exactly what she did. Patsy asked her how she did it...she said "I have 2 babies and I just kept waking up - there was someone who was hungry, someone who needed a ride to school." We often get stuck at our fears....what if I don't pass this test, what if my relationship doesn't work out....Well play it out. I have failed the test before, I still have my job, I can take it again, no one is disappointed in me... It helps to move past it and see what would actually happen. I know it's hard some times to do that, especially at the thought of losing someone, but I found it to be insightful. I also found myself stuck sometimes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Among the bits and pieces I catch on to during our conversations, I have to say I really enjoy the company of strong, supportive women. The ideas and thoughts, and the different experiences are really amazing. I'm so glad I put my fears and comfort aside to join a life changing group.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6644172981204319151-5057168130677919583?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/5057168130677919583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2011/10/bible-study.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/5057168130677919583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/5057168130677919583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2011/10/bible-study.html' title='Bible Study'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-8203087424066157358</id><published>2011-10-13T11:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T11:41:56.302-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Series 66</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, after round three with the Series 66, I finally beat it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wanted to make sure this time around that I passed with flying colors! I needed a 75/100 to pass &amp;amp; got an 81/100. I am SO excited! It was tough to self teach because when you think you know enough you go and take it. The first two times I obviously didn't know enough. The time apart from the boy I believe helped in a lot of ways. It makes you regain your independence a bit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The next step will be financial advisor training and getting to work with clients! That's what I'm most excited about - and also, I know a few other people embarking on similar journeys...so hopefully I can be some help to them as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Looking back at some of the first posts from my blog, I'm excited to see where this path has led me. I am really enjoying living in the Houston area and excited for what this career has to offer! I moved out here away from my family to start something I wasn't sure if I could do. Although it took a couple years to get to where I am (btw, passed the test yesterday) I'm glad I've had patience and allowed it to unfold. God is great! Always :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/6644172981204319151-8203087424066157358?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/8203087424066157358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2011/10/series-66.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/8203087424066157358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/8203087424066157358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2011/10/series-66.html' title='Series 66'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-3459439265917053212</id><published>2011-09-19T11:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T11:42:36.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Healing Process</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well...most of you know that trust issues have been a part of my relationship for quite some time. I understand the saying 'the past is the past,' etc. but you never know how long it will take your heart to heal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The boy and I started over about a year ago, a new found spirit and going to church together. Then he got a job that requires weeks and months of consecutive travel, not easy on anyone. Needless to say, we tried. The trust issues got too big and the distance between us did not get smaller. He's away now more than ever before and it left me irritable, sad, and worried. When I saw him, things were good - but you can't have a relationship where you only trust someone when they're with you. And unless you're attached at the head it's damn near impossible! I can definitely say that I saw this coming. I pray for doors to be opened, doors to be closed, inner peace. This will definitely be a sad thing to end it, but I believe more relieving than anything else. To be released of the burden of calculating someone's every move....it's exhausting. You think you love someone so you try to hang on to it, you try to work through it. But in this case - the job situation isn't changing and it's hard to work on trust by yourself. Also, you can't rely on anyone for your happiness....they or me or you could be gone in the blink of an eye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All these things I understand. Through the ups and downs of life I just want to learn and to be able to see the positive in it. I am excited to find what makes me happy NOW and do those things. I am happy to say my relationship with God has gotten stronger, and I feel, will only continue to grow. When you obey him he blesses you. An unhealthy relationship every day of your life sucks the life out of you. It's nothing the boy did or didn't do - I think simply there's just no trust there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If our situations change in the future we're both open to it. Right now I am just interested in letting my heart heal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6644172981204319151-3459439265917053212?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/3459439265917053212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2011/09/healing-process.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/3459439265917053212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/3459439265917053212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2011/09/healing-process.html' title='The Healing Process'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-5232270233003231366</id><published>2011-09-12T14:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T14:30:08.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Soap Hope!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wanted to share with all of my blog followers a very special company called "Soap Hope."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To help spread the word, they asked if I wanted to be a part of the cause. Let me tell you a little bit about Soap Hope!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's a little bit about them from their website:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Helping Women Everywhere.&lt;/b&gt; We believe that every woman in the world who wants an opportunity to support herself and her family should have that opportunity. That's why we created the GOOD RETURNS business model on which Soap Hope was founded. It's simple: every dollar of profit earned by a Good Returns company goes first to an institution that uses it to solve world problems. After those profits have spent a year in service, the money is returned to Soap Hope. It's like the Peace Corps for money: we volunteer every dollar for a year of service.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A company that uses profits to directly help others?? How amazing is that. We live in a society where greed has some how become acceptable. What Soap Hope is doing is absolutely incredible! They have fabulous products including Zum Bar, Mahya Cosmetics, to mention a couple - the list goes on with pet products, gift baskets, laundry detergent (natural), soaps, make-up, products for babies and more!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I couldn't be more proud to stand behind a company like this. They also ship the products in an "Ugly Box" which you'll see below. They graciously sent me a few samples to try and share with you all. I can tell you that they offer quality products and with such a fabulous mission - how could you not want to buy your soap from them :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was SO excited to get my products in the mail, and even more excited that my regular everyday purchases can really make a huge difference in women's lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Spread the word! Check out Soap Hope! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;http://store.soaphope.com/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mKf0Bx9lQLI/Tm54DjZDDLI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/X4C4SNNGu9Q/s1600/IMG_1134.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mKf0Bx9lQLI/Tm54DjZDDLI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/X4C4SNNGu9Q/s320/IMG_1134.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651586584831790258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Ugly Box :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AdliHSQxa88/Tm53zoSxiRI/AAAAAAAAAYI/9rECFSuCSfE/s1600/IMG_1135.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AdliHSQxa88/Tm53zoSxiRI/AAAAAAAAAYI/9rECFSuCSfE/s320/IMG_1135.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651586311269746962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My samples, yahoo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XOVc2PiDQxg/Tm53oehET7I/AAAAAAAAAYA/hk1T63_NBqQ/s1600/IMG_1137.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XOVc2PiDQxg/Tm53oehET7I/AAAAAAAAAYA/hk1T63_NBqQ/s320/IMG_1137.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651586119666782130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6644172981204319151-5232270233003231366?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/5232270233003231366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2011/09/soap-hope.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/5232270233003231366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/5232270233003231366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2011/09/soap-hope.html' title='Soap Hope!'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mKf0Bx9lQLI/Tm54DjZDDLI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/X4C4SNNGu9Q/s72-c/IMG_1134.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-763702220574685580</id><published>2011-08-31T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T10:30:22.512-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting There...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Life's getting better....learning more about myself each obstacle I face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think one of the biggest changes is being on my own. Most of the time I have friends and family around...but my parents live in Austin and my bf travels all the time. I'm learning to live without my cheerleaders. I've now realized that while growing up I had a ton of support. I had encouragement no matter what I was doing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Learning to be your own life cheerleader is tough! Especially when you're the only one trying to pick yourself up emotionally when you're down emotionally. Shift in perspective, a change in attitude. Count your blessings, not your worries! Easier said than done :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tell yourself you're proud of yourself. Praise yourself when you accomplish something. Be your own best friend. I guess I'm learning to implement all of these things. I guess in all actuality we can't rely on others for our happiness. Ah adulthood....it's like going back to school all over again, except this time it's just everyday life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Between a roommate, a part time wine serving job, and babysitting...and my regular job - I am starting to feel better about the $ situation. Making an honest living and working hard. I think I perform best when I am busy...I've always felt like that. Filling up my employment plate!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And Labor Day weekend on the horizon...a couple days away! After Saturday morning there's no more working. I can see a cocktail and a pool in my near future. Grilling and relaxing...hanging with friends. Coming sooooon! Yippee! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What are you doing for Labor Day?!?!?!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6644172981204319151-763702220574685580?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/763702220574685580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2011/08/getting-there.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/763702220574685580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/763702220574685580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2011/08/getting-there.html' title='Getting There...'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-4652381573841993046</id><published>2011-08-24T09:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T09:14:52.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Roller Coaster</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Life sure has been a bit of a roller coaster. I mean mostly with my emotions. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm still learning about myself, as well as learning how the boy &amp;amp; my relationship ticks. We are now seeing, which is pretty interesting, how we react to certain things, how we cope - all as a result of how we were raised &amp;amp; the differences each of us has. We know we're not the same person, but I think we're both seeing...wow, I totally understand why you do that, or why you feel that way. Some times you just don't understand though, which is frustrating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was raised on "you need 12 hugs a day to be healthy." Whether there's any truth to that, or it was just my mom wanting to get in as many as she could, I've noticed that I really am a 'hugger' :). The boy, not so much. He was sort of taught the typical, don't cry, get up, get tough, don't be a sissy. I was taught to 'let it out.' It makes sense that the boy isn't too sympathetic to crying, but that's how I cope. We are learning how to handle each other when either gets upset. Hard when I don't respond to anger and he doesn't respond to crying...leaves us both feeling like 'they just don't get it.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Other than exploring the depths of our feeeeelings...the boy is steadily moving in - has bought more furniture and his place is really coming together nicely. My roommate is still doing well &amp;amp; I'll probably get to hang out with her the next few weeks since the boy is leaving tomorrow for about a month : /. It will be good though, he's got to pay his dues &amp;amp; to be honest we probably both need a little space. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lately I've felt a little disconnected....but I feel as time goes by there's light @ the end of the tunnel. Adult life = learning to roll with the punches that never stop coming! And having a positive attitude as it all comes your way :0)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6644172981204319151-4652381573841993046?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/4652381573841993046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2011/08/roller-coaster.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/4652381573841993046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/4652381573841993046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2011/08/roller-coaster.html' title='Roller Coaster'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-3392623776121732897</id><published>2011-08-09T14:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T14:23:15.348-07:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Made it through the funk of last week :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This week has started off tired...moving all weekend, etc. I am exhausted! I've gotten up the past two days to walk/run as well - which, I know will eventually give me more energy in the long run. But right now I am just missing nap time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The boy is settled for the most part. The roommate has been great so far. She did light some of my decorative candles and turned the wall black : / good thing I ran home for a bit! And have a large can of touch up paint. I'll probably stop by for another coat this afternoon. I'll admit, it's comforting and uncomfortable all at the same time...having someone live in a place you're investing in. It definitely gives me peace of mind that she's there while I am not, she's really super nice, pays on time...I really couldn't ask for more. The benefits outweigh anything I could come up with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We are going to the river this weekend to float :) = relax = happy camper! Beer, tube, water, friends, family (saturday), great food, music, memories. Ahh...a few more days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I got an email today regarding Houston Restaurant Week...I've never participated but there's a lot of restaurants that you'd pay an arm and a leg for, like Perry's Steak House - they have a 3-course dinner for $35, $5 is donated to the Houston Food Bank. Sounds pretty yummy and for a great cause. I wish they gave them more of the proceeds though. I like this idea a little better than giving blood....just a little :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6644172981204319151-3392623776121732897?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/3392623776121732897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/3392623776121732897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/3392623776121732897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-2624557401727607860</id><published>2011-08-05T12:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T12:13:12.472-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Friday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hope you all have a good weekend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have a mild case of PMS haha...ughhhh in such a bad/crappy mood! Trying to get myself out of it. I dunno what the deal is?! Well...I do, but not sure how to get out of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll be moving all weekend, not myself - others. Boy closed on the house, it's officially his - it's an exciting day and my mood is in the crapper! Any ideas on what you all do to get out of bad moods? Watch funny youtube videos all day??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My roommate is moving in and the boy is moving out. Maybe that has something to do with it. There's just a lot going on...I don't want him to move out :( He lives super close to my work though, and I know we'll be staying together at one of our places. I'm not really losing anything out of the deal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think it will end up being a good weekend...maybe I just need a few beverages to get outta the funk. Happy hour seems like a good alternative to being bitchy the rest of the day. Celebration = champagne....I need to get on it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/6644172981204319151-2624557401727607860?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/2624557401727607860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2011/08/happy-friday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/2624557401727607860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/2624557401727607860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2011/08/happy-friday.html' title='Happy Friday!'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-3561494387847935798</id><published>2011-08-03T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T08:14:21.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Howdy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Hump Day :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today is my Mom's birthday! Happy Birthday to her!! She's out of town visiting her sister, so I'm sure she's having a BLAST! She's the happiest I've seen her in a long time. She has a flexible job &amp;amp; can travel with my dad - she spins, plays tennis &amp;amp; golf, has a good group of friends...life's good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As of Friday, my boy will have his very own HOUSE! They complete the paperwork Friday :) Also, I will have a roommate with a yorkie :) She came by today to get keys, etc. I'm super excited! If I ever need an escape I can always go to the boy's. I think we will all be out of each other's way. Plus...when he's gone, I'll be honest - it's nice to come home to someone. Even if it's her pup.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I got up early and ran/walked a couple miles this morning...I feel pretty good afterwards and then get a little sluggish during the day. Hopefully the more I get in to a routine, the better I'll feel afterwards. I also used an app Mapmyfitness.com which is GPS, maps your route, your time, your pace, etc. Pretty awesome! Soon enough our phones will replace all gadgets out there, like the Nike + iPod/iPhone stuff. I like the free-ness of it :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We are here this weekend - roommate moving in - the boy moving in...I'm guessing I'll be a little on the tired side and Monday will come WAY too fast. But it will be nice for the both of em to get settled. Next weekend we'll be floating the river, so what I'm lacking in laziness and beer drinking this weekend, I'll be making up for it the next :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6644172981204319151-3561494387847935798?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/3561494387847935798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2011/08/howdy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/3561494387847935798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/3561494387847935798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2011/08/howdy.html' title='Howdy'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-8713537853001173857</id><published>2011-07-27T11:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T11:26:08.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today is My Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C7yyX38Jemc/TjBWYiv-i_I/AAAAAAAAAX4/vxsKcWt853I/s1600/dance.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 201px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C7yyX38Jemc/TjBWYiv-i_I/AAAAAAAAAX4/vxsKcWt853I/s320/dance.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634098113485376498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;PPPPAAAAAARRRRRTTTTTYYYYYY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hehe :) I took off Thurs and Fri so I could hang out with the boy &amp;amp; his fam. I am ready for a little break. I envy teachers, although they have an incredibly tough job during the year, that they get summers off. Well deserved...and I don't work with kids all day. But everyone needs a little break, even if it's a couple days!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There aren't really any solid plans for the rest of the week or the weekend, just to hang out and enjoy each other's company. I am most looking forward to not having to wake up and go to work the next day....man I miss summer!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyone ever been to Guri do Sul? It's the place where you flip your red/green card over and they serve you ridiculous amounts of meat?? I got a deal from one of those deal websites to check it out. I'm thinking it's the kind of place you want to go after you've run all week and are starving? Haha...we'll see how I prep for that, it's like Thanksgiving...too much food, but you definitely have to go in to it being hungry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In a couple weeks the boy &amp;amp; I are going to float the river with friends. I sure hope we get some rain, or there will be no floating! We are going to stop and see my parents in Austin as well. We also have some more plans to go paintballing again! It was fun the last time, walked away with a few bruises, but obvs I'm going back - so they couldn't be that bad! I also tried SUP (stand up paddleboarding) the other weekend. It's really HARD! Haha you look like you are about to eat it every time you try to stand up. My friend Kristin and I got the hang of it after trying and failing miserably to stand on the board - about 10-15 falling in and swimming back to the board. It's a good leg workout as well as abs! *Note: if you're going to try DO NOT wear sunglasses...I was so glad I didn't wear mine that day. They would have been in the bottom of the lake for sure!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hope everyone has a great rest of the week :) Happy HUMP DAY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6644172981204319151-8713537853001173857?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/8713537853001173857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2011/07/today-is-my-friday.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/8713537853001173857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/8713537853001173857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2011/07/today-is-my-friday.html' title='Today is My Friday'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C7yyX38Jemc/TjBWYiv-i_I/AAAAAAAAAX4/vxsKcWt853I/s72-c/dance.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-9194174632548788979</id><published>2011-07-25T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T11:20:29.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j4wbDV8dIBE/Ti2xkm3tO0I/AAAAAAAAAXw/LNqV-OkC44Q/s1600/photo.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j4wbDV8dIBE/Ti2xkm3tO0I/AAAAAAAAAXw/LNqV-OkC44Q/s320/photo.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633353951377963842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am absolutely SO excited for the boy to come home today! I wish it was a little earlier than 11 PM, but I'll take it! He's been gone for 40 days &amp;amp; it definitely has messed with my emotions. Not really in a good way either. You kind of go through a grieving process when someone is gone for that long...sometimes you're sad, happy, upset, it's a rollercoaster. I think, at the end of the day, it's brought us closer together, but it's just plain tough. Being with someone, holding their hand, experiencing their non-verbals are extremely important things in a relationship - some things you don't put enough emphasis on until they're nonexistent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He's coming home to birthday surprises, shoes, clothes, jewelry (a ring, but trust me - no proposal :), a photo album of his new house, some music, and some honey whiskey - which he's never tried. The ring has the coordinates of his new house (longitude and latitude) on the front and stamped on the back is "Philippians 1:3" which is "I thank my God every time I remember you." He's gone a lot...the ring is to remind him that no matter where he is, he always knows where home is, and that he's got someone that loves him very much &amp;amp; is very thankful and appreciative of him. I put it in the beginning of the photo album of his new house. The other things are just random birthday gifts, things he likes or has wanted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Notes on work...I really need to get my $hit together in regards to the Series 66. Yeah yeah, it's a tough test. I set a deadline today to take it no later than the last week in September. I need to pass this to move in to the next stages of my career &amp;amp; while I've been fearful about failing - I've just got to try again. I was 4 questions away from passing last time, I can do it! Sometimes it's hard to encourage yourself...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/6644172981204319151-9194174632548788979?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/9194174632548788979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/9194174632548788979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/9194174632548788979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j4wbDV8dIBE/Ti2xkm3tO0I/AAAAAAAAAXw/LNqV-OkC44Q/s72-c/photo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-2084931935273143552</id><published>2011-07-19T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T12:04:03.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Homecoming</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Finally! Boy comes home next week....He's been gone for about 40 days. There's all sorts of weird emotions you go through when someone is gone and your relationship turns in to a few minutes on the phone each day. His birthday was 11 days ago, poor guy didn't really get to celebrate it! We have a lot going on right when he gets back - his whole family (brothers/sisters &amp;amp; kids) will all be in town. I have no doubt it will all be fun, just busy busy. Kinda bummed that I have to share him, but I enjoy hanging out with his family too :) So...I guess it's a win-win. He should be in town for a couple weeks. Oh yeah, closing on his house as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have a new roommate moving in August 6th! She will be across the hall from me in my current guest room that doesn't get a whole lot of use. I think it will not only help out financially, but the boy is gone so much it will be nice to have some company too! I know there are some sacrifices that we will both make - living with another person, but I am really looking forward to it all. I also think this will be the last opportunity I have to have a roommate. With the direction things are going with the boy I could see us moving in together, &amp;amp; an engagement somewhere in there....He would be my life long roommate....anyway, I feel we're approaching that. The roomie will be living with me for a year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The boy will also have a house, so chances are I won't be at my house full time anymore. I feel better with someone else there. Pretty good deal for her...basically has a house to herself!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We are finally getting some RAIN! All I feel like doing is going home to take a nap :) ZZZzZZZzzzzZZZZZzzzzz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/6644172981204319151-2084931935273143552?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/2084931935273143552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2011/07/homecoming.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/2084931935273143552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/2084931935273143552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2011/07/homecoming.html' title='Homecoming'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-4023567208140453263</id><published>2011-07-15T07:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T07:56:05.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2a67OCFmHoI/TiBTJZYCcPI/AAAAAAAAAXo/vTnI7YB0ey4/s1600/IMG_0402.PNG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2a67OCFmHoI/TiBTJZYCcPI/AAAAAAAAAXo/vTnI7YB0ey4/s320/IMG_0402.PNG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629590955108757746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This weekend will be a girls only weekend :) The boy is out of town (still) for about a week or so. It's been so long since I've seen him, I hope I remember him ;) JK!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So far the plan is to just have everyone over at my house tonight and eat, dring and be merry! I have 6 coming over, a couple headed from Austin, and some of my local ladies. I picked up Pinnacle Whipped Vodka yesterday at Spec's (they said it went great with everything? A little skeptical - but giving it a try), tequila for Mexican Martinis (doing my best to recreate Trudy's in Austin), and some champagne for mimosas the next morning :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Saturday we are supposed to spend the morning, after breakfast tacos of course, shopping and then heading to my friend Kristin's pool! We will be grilling, drinking, swimming, etc. I had to start taking vitamin D since I'm in the office so much :( need.some.sun. Saturday night is open for whatever, going out, hanging out...we're all getting older, I know I don't have the energy I used to!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sunday will just be a chill day as well, nothin crazy! Sleeping in, relaxing...can you have a relaxing weekend with 8 girls? We'll find out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In other news...I have a roommate moving in! I put a post on my church website and she responded to it. She has a yorkie! and is super nice. With the boy building his own house...which is 7 miles from mine, I didn't want my place to turn in to an expensive storage unit. Also, with him being gone so much it's nice to come home to someone :) And going back to the boy and commitment...does building a house so close to mine mean he is actually planting his feet somewhere? I hope so! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hope everyone has a great weekend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6644172981204319151-4023567208140453263?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/4023567208140453263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2011/07/weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/4023567208140453263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/4023567208140453263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2011/07/weekend.html' title='Weekend!'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2a67OCFmHoI/TiBTJZYCcPI/AAAAAAAAAXo/vTnI7YB0ey4/s72-c/IMG_0402.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-5639031219578241</id><published>2011-07-14T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T07:48:02.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiatus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well hi there....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm not really sure how to re-start the blog button, but here it goes :) I actually have thought about blogging a lot since my time off. And my bloggers too - I've missed you guys, your stories, thoughts, and lives. We are all so different and I feel we offer each other a unique piece and view in to each of our lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I haven't blogged in like 6 months! Phew! That's a long time...I've been trying to sort out life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm studying for the series 66, the next step to becoming a financial advisor. It's basically a law exam, and it's  toughie! I've have some issues with it, but I'm about to tackle the sucker again. Work has been great, I've learned however - that it's a slow industry. The average age of an investment adviser is like 54. I'm 24, so I have to understand that I'm a little out of my element. Doesn't mean that I can't get a head start (30 years lol) and be successful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Boy. Still here, things are better than ever. We both put God first and we are both working on our careers. We are also both dealing with a lot of life change. He has a job where he is gone for 10,20,30,40 days at a time. Challenging? Yep! My trust for him is growing, but those lonely nights sure do sneak up on you sometimes. Overall though, I feel like his family is my own, I feel like he is becoming part of mine - I think this could really turn out to be something amazing :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I got my first speeding ticket :( And oh boy did I make up for lost time. 75 in a 55 in a construction zone with workers. FML. There's no fighting it - small town, and the construction zone sealed the deal. No options, show up in court or pay up. I paid. It was 50 miles from home - I had a lot on my mind and my head was in the clouds when it happened. My fault....I felt like a horrible person - but I know it happens to most people. I saw 2 people pulled over this morning - I definitely see it in a different light! And of course I pay a ridiculous amount of attention to my speed now when I'm driving - I think that's the point. Got it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've had a friend be engaged and then unengaged. I'm helping another friend plan a wedding....I just went to a wedding last weekend and went to one with the boy at the end of April. Think it might be wedding season...maybe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've been spending a lot of time with my girl friends - Kristin mostly, and another friend, Amanda. Kristin has turned out to be one of the best friends I have ever had. Not sure what I would do without her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;H and I had a falling out - she's marrying the guy she claimed was toxic and they rapidly got engaged after a break in their relationship....I don't think they're ever been committed to each other and I don't think a ring and a ceremony will solve some deep issues. Just my opinion. Our drastically different beliefs and morals terminated that relationship - really fast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;While things have been good, the last two months have been tough! The boy being gone, getting nailed with a ticket, various unexpected expenses (which is part of growing up I've learned), trying to study with a lot on my mind, looking for something part time, looking for a roommate (found both of those :)), and being away from family - I was definitely in a slump! You've got to pull yourself out - whether it's prayer or just making the decision to change your attitude (I did both), you've just got to "get back on the horse."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've missed you guys :) Can't wait to catch up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6644172981204319151-5639031219578241?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/5639031219578241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2011/07/hiatus.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/5639031219578241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/5639031219578241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2011/07/hiatus.html' title='Hiatus'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-5730560468830594004</id><published>2010-12-10T10:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T10:41:16.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts and Paintballing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm almost fully moved in to my house!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The boy has been helping tremendously! He put my TV on the wall, moved a majority of my things, repainted a wall in my apt, helped me clean and get organized. I couldn't ask for more!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He had an interview out here in Houston which is nice...the job's looking good (oil &amp;amp; gas).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've been a little tired...moving, working, hanging out with the boy n friends. My mom also had surgery so I've been going to Austin lately. She's just fine - it was a fibroid that she had to have taken out. We caught up on our movie time last weekend and just hung out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;While things are going really well - it's still tough. With the boy...we've been through a lot - it's hard to forget, and not think about some of the things that have gone on. Infidelity, lies...even though it seems great now I can't help but feel our memories are a little scarred. Some days are better than others I guess. Have you ever had a relationship where you lost trust but were able to grow stronger because of it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I guess I get caught up sometimes because it doesn't have to be this way...I've dated - and yes there are many fish in the sea, many that would never did what he did and many that would never have this on their record. The compromises we make for those we love. I don't feel the same with anyone else. I dated too...I tried to move on but for some reason - we decided to try again with a new found commitment (on his end). Life's been easier, that's for sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have faith that no matter what happens, that God will lead me down the right path...even if it's not apparent at the moment! The lies will always find their way out...even Tiger couldn't get away with it. Life will keep moving no matter what happens. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aside from seriousness....we're going paintballing tomorrow! I heard they HURT really bad to get hit. But...it's kind of inevitable! Wish me luck :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6644172981204319151-5730560468830594004?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/5730560468830594004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/12/thoughts-and-paintballing.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/5730560468830594004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/5730560468830594004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/12/thoughts-and-paintballing.html' title='Thoughts and Paintballing'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-1468512450119485356</id><published>2010-11-18T10:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T10:34:11.405-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blog Title!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have felt, recently, that I needed a few changes! Blog title being one of them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What's nice about blogging is that you go where ever life takes you - nothing's set in stone. And luckily, neither is life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Right now...I'm enjoying the cooler weather! I love walking outside in the morning and taking that first deep breath of fall when the cold air fills your lungs. I like being able to wear whatever I want and not sweat! (love, Texas). I like scarves and knee -length coats, boots and fur! Fall/Winter is for me! The parties, the lights, the wine, the cocktails....got to warm your spirits some how! I haven't been to any holiday parties thus far. I do have a work Christmas party downtown early Dec. Excited! I'm currently searching for a cute holiday dress...tights, and pumps. Haven't found the perfect combo yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Life's been busy! The mortgage business ain't always honest or what you think it will turn out to be. I'm supposed to close on my house next Wednesday....finally. It's been easy breezy at some points, and pulling teeth the next. We're at the pulling teeth stage. I switched lenders a few days before closing...that should give you an idea!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Things with the boy are great - he's been helping me pack and he re-painted my red velvet wall for me. We've had many a sushi date, movie dates, fun nights at home with his parents playing taboo, a trip to Austin, UT football games, and tailgates...it's been fun! We've been embracing the church right across the street - and they've definitely done the same for us. Our whole direction has changed. And it's been amazing. God first = happy couple...or at least one trying to do all the right things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I haven't heard much back on the puppy - she's at a foster home that the shelter works with - so sometimes it's not always easy to stay in contact. Finger's crossed!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've pretty much met all of the bf's family - brothers, sister, nieces, nephews, in-laws...but one person I haven't met yet is his Grandma. I'll get to meet her over Christmas! Her name, Rose, is the same as my Grandma's name, and my middle name. It's a pretty awesome coincidence. From what I know - we'd get along just fine. She seems like a great person to get to know. I think she's 90!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We have a lot of fun things planned....I need to get started on gifts!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6644172981204319151-1468512450119485356?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/1468512450119485356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/11/new-blog-title.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/1468512450119485356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/1468512450119485356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/11/new-blog-title.html' title='New Blog Title!'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-8190613272244323943</id><published>2010-10-26T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T09:28:53.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chooseday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/TMcBs1ipO_I/AAAAAAAAAWg/oA2121LAMwc/s1600/TX1388.17687345-1-pn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 224px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/TMcBs1ipO_I/AAAAAAAAAWg/oA2121LAMwc/s320/TX1388.17687345-1-pn.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532392537046203378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't think my mister is headed to the big D...Dallas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That makes me feel better...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I would have hoped that when he says he's committed...that includes staying in the same city. I really believe he'll find a job here, just requires some patience (+ he's already working!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We lost in a bet with his mom last night....dancing with the stars - so we're making dinner...boo! Oh well, we would have made it anyway :) Do you guys ever cook for your significant other's / in-laws parents? I've started doing it as a way to give back - they are so generous with us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This weekend we're (the mister &amp;amp; I) are headed to Austin to stay with my parents. We are going to tailgate, go to the game, see some friends, hang out...should be fun! He hasn't seen my dad in a while - and as most of you know - he probably wasn't at the top of my parent's list. They do know that he makes me happy and we're working on our trust - they do support what makes me happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I applied online the other day to adopt a puppy...I hope I get her (above)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6644172981204319151-8190613272244323943?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/8190613272244323943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/10/chooseday.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/8190613272244323943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/8190613272244323943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/10/chooseday.html' title='Chooseday'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/TMcBs1ipO_I/AAAAAAAAAWg/oA2121LAMwc/s72-c/TX1388.17687345-1-pn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-7618756700507863542</id><published>2010-10-25T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T07:55:45.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How are you all on this dreary (in Texas) Monday morning?? I got a lot of rest this weekend, which is always a good thing! Friday we had an apt party...I won $50 off of my rent and some other goodies! When you're trying to buy a house you'll take all ya can get! I was super excited. It's $50 less that I have to pay them which is awesome! I got to sleep pretty early Fri night - because I had planned on donating blood the next day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Saturday I got up and went over to my church - donating usually doesn't kick my butt as much as it did, but it was nice to rest....all day! I watched the Texas football game (they played awful :/), watched a movie, and caught up w the Kardashians. I went, later that night, to hang out with my friend Kristin. We watched the movie with Queen Latifa &amp;amp; the basketball player....Mr. Wright? maybe...it was super cute! I would recommend renting it at Redbox...$1, can't beat it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The bf was out of town hunting btw...no luck - didn't shoot anything all weekend...apparently it's bow season &amp;amp; nothing got close enough that was worth shooting. I've never been out there - but it sounds like you've got to have a lot of patience and good aim!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sunday I went to church - this place I go to has really changed my life for the better! It's been awesome. H &amp;amp; I kind of had a falling out a while back, but she came with me Sunday. Sometimes people push others away that are close to them...they think they can do it on their own. I think true friends give space, but will always be there no matter what. We went and looked at my house afterwards - the carpet was in...it's almost ready to move in to!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I got some interesting news yesterday...the bf (he lives here) got a job offer in Dallas...here are some things he's said recently....relationships are what's most important, telling me he wouldn't take what we had away, that he is committed to me...with that being said I feel like realistically it's not an option. I know that he has to get the details and figure out if it's a once in a lifetime opportunity - but he knows the consequences (what would happen to our relationship). Our trust isn't there yet...for him to live 400+ miles away. I think that'd be tough on any relationship- and we've been through a lot. He has a meeting with this guy at 3 - who has a similar job in Houston...guess there aren't openings here. I'm not too stressed out about this - what he has here is entirely too good to let go of...but I'll find out real quick what his priorities are. If it's a job to make money (he has a job here but feels it's temporary) and not our relationship (which he says) then I'll move on. I'm not afraid to lose him, although I really like having him around...we're a great team. So basically, he moves, no more us. I'd drive myself crazy if he lived in Dallas...trust is something we're rebuilding - knowing what I've been through I won't get involved in something long distance. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;God has a plan for all of us - if he does take the job, maybe we weren't meant to be. If he decides to stay and work on us and continue to look for a job here, then maybe we were meant to be. I want to give it up to God - I think he'll lead us down the right path no matter what. Everything happens for a reason :) I just pray that things work out like they're supposed to, whatever that may be. I'll be okay with or without him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6644172981204319151-7618756700507863542?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/7618756700507863542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/10/monday.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/7618756700507863542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/7618756700507863542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/10/monday.html' title='Monday....'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-6065555295387497334</id><published>2010-10-21T12:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T12:18:22.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Been Too Long!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hi there! I'm not sure if I'm back for good - still sorting out life as it comes! Sometimes easy, sometimes hard....tiring, etc....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;News...I got back together with my ex - it wasn't instantaneous, and it hasn't been perfect and peachy - but it has been good. He's getting more and more involved in the church (as am I), and he's making an effort (for himself) to change his life. A newfound commitment, serving others, and working together. Life's definitely been easier with him than without him. The dating life kinda sucked! The one guy I did like ended up lying to me and having a girlfriend! Although the ex and I (no longer an ex) have had our ups and downs- at least I know where we stand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I passed my Series 7! What does this mean...the general securities exam - 6 hours, 250 questions - 70% is passing. I studied (with some distractions) from July - Oct, about 3 1/2 months for this thing - so thank goodness it's over! It means more opportunities at work, more doors opening - and a real future in the financial industry. Next up is the Series 66 - laws and regulations...furthering my value to my firm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I bought a house! I close a couple weeks in to Nov. My lease is up in Dec. and I'm paying around $800 now (pro-rated) which they say they can no longer do. My new amount would be close to $1000 for my apartment. So I started asking questions, asking for rates on loans, what I was eligible for, a buyer's realtor (seller pays them), houses, etc. The numbers were, sort of what I expected, $1100 a month - I bought a town home! I can't wait to decorate. It has 3 bedrooms and 2 1/2 baths. It has a little backyard too....I think it will be an awesome place to start and I will be able to rent once I'm more established with my career. I did not feel ready to buy a house when I first moved away from my parents - the best option was an apartment. With my knowledge now, and the resources I have (which anyone can have) I'm glad I inquired in to it's feasibility! Pictures to come :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The BF and I pondered...should we move in together? Like I said, ups and downs - no understatement there. We asked the people around us what they thought - a majority of the answers...."You're adults that can make your own decisions - make sure you're doing it for the right reasons, and something you both want." It was definitely an 'up to us' decision...or so we thought. While everyone else seemed to be on the same page - his mother was NOT. It was pretty awkward for a couple days after talking to them - I'm glad I know and have seen her fly off the handle....makes me realize what the future could be like...and it also explains a lot about how my ex was raised, his values, where his decision making was learned, etc. Over all...even though I got yelled at and called crazy....I feel educated about how to approach future topics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Since I've bought a house I've been seriously tightening my budget - thank god for passing the series 7 - it usually (not immediately) means an increase in pay - Praying for a raise :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I haven't been as religious with boot camp and pilates - they cancelled our classes :( but we do have free yoga Tues. nights in the area - and I can still work out at my gym. Been getting on the dreadmill lately. It's been good!  A lot of miles - but I'm enjoying it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's been a lot different seeing the BF during the week - we seem to grow more when we're face to face. We've made a tradition out of going to church on Sundays and having brunch..it's the little things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hope you all have a wonderful weekend! I plan on getting some rest :) I'm still recovering...from life! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6644172981204319151-6065555295387497334?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/6065555295387497334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/10/its-been-too-long.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/6065555295387497334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/6065555295387497334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/10/its-been-too-long.html' title='It&apos;s Been Too Long!'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-3324195399322628283</id><published>2010-08-27T11:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T11:58:07.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm alive :0)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hope you all are doing well - I'm still busy busy studying &amp;amp; working and living life. The break's been productive - I just needed to seriously simplify my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks to new followers and hello to everyone! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To answer a question I received - why did I make the big move...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I made the move to pursue a career in the financial industry. I love Austin - but I needed to grow up a little bit and find some things out on my own. I needed to get outside of my comfort zone. It hasn't all been easy, it's been tough a lot of the time - but you learn a lot about yourself in the process.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My career is why I'm studying for the series 7, the general securities exam - you take it so you can sell securities (stocks, bonds, etc.) and you have the certification for people to know that you have read, studied, and are able to properly handle &amp;amp; allocate their money.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Friday, have a safe, happy weekend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6644172981204319151-3324195399322628283?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/3324195399322628283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/08/hi.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/3324195399322628283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/3324195399322628283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/08/hi.html' title='Hi!'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-3002070751223374175</id><published>2010-08-03T11:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T11:55:05.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Break...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm taking a blogging break for a bit - this series 7 is definitely taking up a lot of my time. I'll be in and out reading ya'lls blogs and blogging - it may just be spacey!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The studying is going well :) the ex still won't leave me alone, I feel like there's been an overwhelming amount of death around me, Austin was fabulous - H enjoyed herself and loves the city, spent some QT with my family, loving the new house (parent's), it's 105 outside and I'm dying of the heat, I talked to the ex's mom..I'm talking to 2 men that are REAL winners and I can't wait to share my dating experiences with them with you all. I'm trying to get on track and stay on track :) the pilates, boot camp, happy hours, and Grey Goose event parties will all continue...my life doesn't feel like it's running away from me just yet - it's just very very busy. To say the least.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hope you guys have a wonderful week! I'll be thinking about ya! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6644172981204319151-3002070751223374175?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/3002070751223374175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/08/break.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/3002070751223374175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/3002070751223374175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/08/break.html' title='Break...'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-8657542747684166018</id><published>2010-07-29T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T08:48:28.032-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thurs!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last night was definitely a success! We got to meet Rich O'Toole and Josh Abbott - who I listen to all the time :) We sang along, danced, drank some beers &amp;amp; met a lot of great people! The harmonica player for Rich O'Toole even invited my friend K &amp;amp; I to go golfing and fishing haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I feel a little lost in my thoughts with everything - I have a big heart and a lot of compassion for people, even the crazy ex. I want to give him a big hug, but at the same time I know he's selfish and I need to be right now too. I told him to give me a year! Pleassseeeee. That's what I want - there are no guarantees that I will even live past today - no promises that anything will come to fruition in the future - however - with whatever happens I want some time to myself and he should respect that!! I know he misses me - I was like his life line. But he's gotta learn to give that to someone, to be there for someone and really care for someone more than himself...that's what love is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love is not lies, deceit, impatience, anger and aggression - it's anything but that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm so excited to get away for the weekend - Friday comes so fast after happy hour I don't even have to think twice about running to the weekend :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SO! Last night - Josh has a song he sings a duet with....and he was like "are there any female singers out there" I could have KICKED myself.....uhm because I know every part of the song and the harmony - but I have stage fright...wish I could have channeled my non-existent singing lessons and drunk karaoke times to get my butt up there. But......I didn't budge haha. How cool would that have been? O koO ok I'll let you know if I decide to get an ounce of courage and take some voice lessons. Singin is just talkin pretty eh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have a lovely Thurs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;K &amp;amp; I, Rich O'Toole&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/TFGhQGJZdQI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/X6p1TTuUk4Y/s1600/KRA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/TFGhQGJZdQI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/X6p1TTuUk4Y/s320/KRA.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499353917896094978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Josh Abbott &amp;amp; I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/TFGhP4qTniI/AAAAAAAAAWI/OJyTK5wqzVg/s1600/JA2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 248px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/TFGhP4qTniI/AAAAAAAAAWI/OJyTK5wqzVg/s320/JA2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499353914276027938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6644172981204319151-8657542747684166018?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/8657542747684166018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/07/thurs.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/8657542747684166018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/8657542747684166018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/07/thurs.html' title='Thurs!'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/TFGhQGJZdQI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/X6p1TTuUk4Y/s72-c/KRA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-4992816389862632339</id><published>2010-07-28T13:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T13:32:45.714-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The ex came by my office again yesterday - finally I just told him "this is so unfair to me!" I can't keep wondering if he's going to drop by or not. That was obvs unexpected and not great. He was balling during our conversation and I just sat there calling him out on his lies - regardless of what he said it didn't really matter....lies lies lies - even if you say you're telling the truth- why should I believe you? Well....I don't. I didn't shed a tear - told him to get closer to God, embrace his family, and get some help - therapy...whatever he needs to do to quit lying and ruining other peoples' lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The talk with his mom went better - I love his parents . She basically agreed with what I was saying and she put her two cents...sense? in as well. She knows I've been through the shitter with her son and have been dealing with this for over a year. No mom, including mine wants to see their baby hurt - however, when they bring it upon themselves it's hard to be overwhelmed with sympathy. She and I had a couple glasses of sangria and a couple hours of chatting. Basically - what it came down to is that regardless of what happened, who's lying and who's not - her son has a problem with lying that they need to address. The he said, she said, doesn't matter because there's no ME at the end of his tunnel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My conclusion is that I wasn't good enough until I was gone. That's exactly how I feel and I want to move on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tonight I'm going to see Josh Abbott, Kyle Park, and Rich O'Toole - the best part is that it's a free show!!! YAY! I'm going to meet up with my friend K down there - throw on my boots and have a few beers. I am sooooo excited! I saw it on Josh Abbott's FB page and decided to ditch boot camp. Ah well. Light beer...check.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tomorrow HH as usual - we're going to check out a couple of new places...fresh faces? Why not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Friday H &amp;amp; I leave to Austin! I know she's going to fall.in.love. with it!! We have shopping plans, plans w my family, Lake Travis plans, Golf plans...sooooo much to do, sooooo little time :) We're going to be running around having a BLAST!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hope you guys are enjoying your week - can you believe tomorrow's THURS!??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/6644172981204319151-4992816389862632339?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/4992816389862632339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/07/update.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/4992816389862632339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/4992816389862632339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/07/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-1172783716862210973</id><published>2010-07-27T07:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T07:59:44.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crash</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think we're reminded every single day that life is precious...that we have absolutely no control whatsoever, even though we think we do, and to have a stronger reliance on God and faith - why? because we feel helpless....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In between the ex contacting me, which is still going on....the guy I really liked having a girlfriend, but me not knowing about it, finding that out on my own, interesting dates.....It's been a weird stage in my life, dating and not. My grandmother passed away a couple months ago, my 25 year old cousin passed away a few weeks ago... A guy I knew from high school hung himself on Saturday - a beautiful person that must have been struggling so much on the inside. I also found out yesterday that my cousin's husband was cheating on her - they're getting a divorce and she has a sweet little baby boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, how am I dealing with all of this? I obviously can't be in more than one place at a time - but I still have to live my life right? I think right now more than ever I've had to turn to God because what other explanation is there for anything? What is there that I can do to help each one of these people hurting, suffering, possibly on the brink?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I try my absolute best to be there for my friends and family and pay attention to my life- because in times like these it's easy to lose sight of your own goals when it seems so many people just need a hug. The what if's the shoulda coulda woulda.....we just can't do that. The only thing we can do is work with the lives we have today, and today only.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's Tuesday, July 27, 2010 and it's the day that you make it. Even though we work and there's the day-to-day schedule that we all have. Are you enjoying your life? Are you doing the things you want to do? Life continually smacks you in the face to realize how short it is, how amazing it is that we're alive today. Are you helping those around you and being productive?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One thing I'm doing today to positively contribute to my life is meet with my ex's mom. I don't want to go to the police to make a report for harassment - I figured I could reach out to his parents first - especially since we're all so close (his family and I - literally and figuratively). The ex is out of town thank goodness - I think for a few more days. That's another reason I'm going today - I want to be able to stay away from him. I'm going to be as polite as possible today and I just want it to enddddd. This has been consuming my precious time here on earth for almost a YEAR. You've got that right.....been trying to move on for quite some time. It sure is hard when someone you fall in love with breaks your heart and treats you like a damn yo-yo it's not fair. And to have all of the things going on in my life- he has NO idea about any of what I just told all of you - how ridiculous is that? You all know more about my life than the one person that says he wants to spend the rest of his life with me. How much BS is that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I do want to say thank you though - thank you for your feedback, your caring words. It's nice to have an outlet that has so many supportive people to be your sounding board. You guys are FAB! I'm going to Austin this weekend with H yippeeeee! I'm going to show her around town and my old stompin grounds - she's going to love it. It's a different experience when a local shows you around :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh yeah, and I'm still studying and trying to focus on the series 7...joke? Nope... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have a wonderful rest of the week - obvs there will be an update after tonight!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/6644172981204319151-1172783716862210973?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/1172783716862210973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/07/crash.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/1172783716862210973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/1172783716862210973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/07/crash.html' title='Crash'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-6478838006011623854</id><published>2010-07-23T12:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T12:24:44.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fridayyyy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So excited for the weekend I can't focus at work :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bachelorette party....which is obvs going to be a lot of fun - friends, the river, Austin, alcohol, debauchery...how could it not be? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, and good weather - cross your fingers! Not sure there will be any pictures to post next week - I think there's probably a general rule...what happens @ the bachelorette party, stays at the bachelorette party!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hope you all have a SAFE and wonderful weekend :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6644172981204319151-6478838006011623854?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/6478838006011623854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/07/fridayyyy.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/6478838006011623854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/6478838006011623854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/07/fridayyyy.html' title='Fridayyyy!'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-6002079426013180042</id><published>2010-07-21T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T08:46:04.721-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Hump Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Happy Hump Day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;The ex will not leave me alone - text, email.....I think I just have to dismiss it in my head and keep moving on with my life. He's out of town for the next week and then he flies in to Houston. He doesn't live here (his parents do) so I don't know what's going to happen. I know that me not responding is driving him nuts....but when I respond it drives me nuts. So, continuing to do what's best for me and just move on!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Below are some pictures from the weekend - This was from Fri night at the country western place. We had a pretty big group - all the girls and then 8 guys I believe. So fun! They even put sand on the dance floor so you can slide around :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;This week is going by fast as well - which is good I guess! Yesterday I had pilates, today it's boot camp again - I've been doing cardio everyday so hopefully she won't kick my butt too bad :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I have a bachelorette party this weekend, yippee! I'll get to see some friends in Austin and then my parents on Sunday for sushi. Should be a nice little vacay! I think we're going to float the river and just take it easy. Not sure what to pack! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/TEcVLXwoJPI/AAAAAAAAAWA/JiwwpMyGvVI/s1600/36948_752029235327_10614003_42464438_4274000_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 236px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/TEcVLXwoJPI/AAAAAAAAAWA/JiwwpMyGvVI/s320/36948_752029235327_10614003_42464438_4274000_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496385155329697010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/TEcVLHntL6I/AAAAAAAAAV4/NblhKCznP3k/s1600/38024_752029130537_10614003_42464433_7408345_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/TEcVLHntL6I/AAAAAAAAAV4/NblhKCznP3k/s320/38024_752029130537_10614003_42464433_7408345_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496385150997311394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/6644172981204319151-6002079426013180042?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/6002079426013180042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/07/happy-hump-day_21.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/6002079426013180042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/6002079426013180042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/07/happy-hump-day_21.html' title='Happy Hump Day!'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/TEcVLXwoJPI/AAAAAAAAAWA/JiwwpMyGvVI/s72-c/36948_752029235327_10614003_42464438_4274000_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-4553005789133408879</id><published>2010-07-20T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T08:18:41.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Tues!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Tuesday :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I definitely made the most of my weekend....Friday we went to the country western dance hall/bar...I had the best night everrrrr. I think there will be pictures that pop up at some point - but they're not on my camera haha! I dance the night away...2-stepping. I think I danced with several different people...like 10! - which is fun since everyone has a different style. For a few minutes I actually felt like I knew what I was doing! The bar had free drinks from 8-10 for customer appreciation night so I was definitely feeling good early! The bar was really smokey - but for some reason that night nothing bothered me. I was in complete bliss - I think I even danced in my sleep haha! No numbers from any guys - everyone was super nice and I kind of wish I would've gotten a #! I was a serial dancer...so I kept swapping - with the only intention of being out on the floor. My friend H came with me, but we met up with 10 other people - had a big group!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So after Friday country night....cowboy boots, etc., we headed downtown Houston on Saturday night. We went to a magazine party for the new Grey Goose orange flavor vodka. They had a drink mixed with raspberries, the vodka, and a splash of soda maybe? We went to the party, got some sushi, and then headed to a bar downtown for a little bit. H, myself and one of her friends. We always meet interesting people when we go out - so much fun. I think we're actually going to be in the magazine too! I'll definitely post if we end up in it :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sunday it rained for.ev.er! H &amp;amp; I had our swimsuits on all day and finally just went outside and played in the rain. We were both running around getting soaked! I think it rained from 1-7pm. Pretty crazy! We finally ended up in the pool later that afternoon - afterwards I cooked dinner and just took it easy. We were all over the place this weekend, but so much fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This week is all about work - I have a bachelorette party to attend this weekend in Austin! Speaking of the bachelorette.....I am IN LOVE with Chris on the show! She better pick him!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6644172981204319151-4553005789133408879?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/4553005789133408879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/07/happy-tues.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/4553005789133408879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/4553005789133408879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/07/happy-tues.html' title='Happy Tues!'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-8912271583559805285</id><published>2010-07-15T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T09:32:25.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday HH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You all know I look forward to Thursday every week...and you know why!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I get to go to happy hours with a big group of friends and de-stress from the week - and then all that's left is a short Friday....short sometimes- depends on what time the boss man feels like getting out of here ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Boot camp kicked my butt yesterday. My instructor was sick though, so she didn't kill us! She usually does everything with us (with ease) so she kicks it up. However, without her doing it - she could really see us suffer - without having anything to judge it against. Haha. I was a sweaty, hot mess...but I'm glad I went - always am. Even though I'm a biofreeze addict the next day. Best stuff in the world - it's like icyhot but it's a gel, doesn't smell as bad, and I feel- provides better pain relief.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To answer some of your comment questions on how I got in contact with the other girl K - I sent her a message on FB....of course! In the initial message I just said that I had some questions, that I was concerned since he had been contacting me, and that if she didn't want to get in to it I wouldn't pressure her. I think she has had some questions herself regarding A's integrity - so that's why I think she was all ears....or eyes in this case.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We both just want to move on with our lives and count our blessings. How awful would it have been to marry this guy  and having him always looking/talking to/dating other girls? uhm ==========divorce. No matter how you look at it. So we're both so THANKFUL to him, to the situation to have learned from it, forgive, forget, move on - whatev! I'm sure I'll meet her sometime in the future - we keep each other updated on the good things going on in our lives and ask questions if we start slipping in any way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SO- with that being said, I have made a friend out of the ordeal and she's pretty cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Plans for the rest of the week - HH today @ my fav spot with H &amp;amp; friends, Friday we're going to a Texas Country bar - which shall remain nameless for now - but H is terrified of 2-stepping, crawfish, and all things Texas- so I MUST give her the experience :) - It's customer appreciation night and we know one of the bartenders- should be a good night! Saturday we got invited to a pool party - swimming, grilling, etc. with some friends we met @ the wine bar/lounge. Then that night there's a networking/Grey Goose party downtown Houston.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I went from having plans for one night on Monday to lots o plans. Of course - I can always decline an invitation - but it's nice to get out and stay distracted with fun things and friends and not the BS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My arm is shaking as I'm typing this - aka - working out this weekend : / hhaha. Have a wonderful day lovelies :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/6644172981204319151-8912271583559805285?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/8912271583559805285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/07/thursday-hh.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/8912271583559805285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/8912271583559805285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/07/thursday-hh.html' title='Thursday HH!'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-111453926990319863</id><published>2010-07-14T12:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T13:08:13.332-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Hump Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What goes around comes around! I think I witness this or experience this everyday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just thought I'd share!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I haven't been wanting to get out of bed lately in the mornings - but I obvs do get out of bed, eat breakfast, get dressed and go to work. I don't think I'm sleeping very well : / due to several factors! Hopefully I can go to bed before 10:30 tonight, that'd be great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have boot camp tonight. She's probably going to kill me. She went on vacation for 2 weeks - so we're all thinking that she's jet-lagged and a tad out of shape...not. We are the ones that are tired and out of shape haha. Oops. I think our instructor lost like 5 lbs while on vacation....and she's awake (she went to Germany)....she's ridiculous :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I thought I'd share with you how I'm able to appear to be awake during the day....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At night......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. Put cucumbers on your eyes or something to cool them (cheap!). I use Clinique's roller ball massage eye gel. This helps to de-puff anything prior to sleeping!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2. Also, foods rich in carbs right before bed plump ya up - so no more late night snacks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3. Sleep on a satin pillowcase so you don't get pillow imprints/wrinkles on your face. When you show up to work with the pillow pattern imprinted on your forehead, trust me - you do not look awake :). This also helps with your hair! It won't be half as much of a mess when you get up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In the morning....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. Wash your face with warm water, rinse with cold water - hello!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2. Eye drops - removes redness and lubricates&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3. Use a little bit of moisturizer &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4. Concealer around the eyes - this helps a TON when you have natural dark circles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5. Eyeliner - Without a doubt, eyeliner always makes you look awake. If you don't have time for this at least put on some mascara!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Keep in mind, these are the things that help me to look awake - they are suggestions :) So if you're allergic to any of the above - don't do it. It's not my fault if you break out in hives because you're allergic to cucumbers, mascara, or satin....I am lucky to not have any weird allergies so I don't have strange reactions to much! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hope you have a wonderful hump day :) Advil always helps with swelling too - be it from a sunburn, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/6644172981204319151-111453926990319863?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/111453926990319863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/07/happy-hump-day.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/111453926990319863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/111453926990319863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/07/happy-hump-day.html' title='Happy Hump Day!'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-7329877013144219278</id><published>2010-07-12T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T11:21:52.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HAPPY MONDAY LADIES &amp;amp; GENTS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/TDsw_EVqbMI/AAAAAAAAAVw/0FLG-zakXMY/s1600/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/TDsw_EVqbMI/AAAAAAAAAVw/0FLG-zakXMY/s320/photo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493038030562946242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The weekend was very very very interesting and gave me more closure and clarity than I could have ever asked for regarding the ex.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Friday before my date I decided to reach out to who I thought was the "other girl." Turns out I was exactly that to her. Without getting in to the messy details- because they are, after all - a complete MESS....We are both moving on with our lives. The conversations we had weren't easy and in a strange way it seemed like we knew each other. I'm glad that I got to meet her (via phone) - obviously not under these circumstances, but she's truly a class act. She was able to give me a voice that I will no longer have in a situation I now consider harassment (on the ex's behalf). His attempts to hang on were abrasive, like clinging to life from a cliff and seeing each one of your fingers slip from the dirt. He still continued to lie in his moment of truth. The guy needs help. I don't know why God wanted me to experience this - I think I will question some things for a while - but I do know that I potentially saved someone from an awful marriage. I think I also saved myself from a terrible marriage - yep you've got that right.....2 people - same boat...or should I say 3? Also, K and I have one of the most unique friendships I will ever have in my life - and at the end of it - I'm thankful for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I always said "I'm done, I'm done, I'm done." But every one has a different breaking point. This was mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am so happy I pushed myself to move on and date and propel my life in a positive direction. The date on Friday went well - but I mostly just see myself being friends with this one. Which is A-ok! There's someone for everyone eh? The sushi was good - atmosphere...interesting! Conversation - hmm okay - I was so anxious (I have the ability to conceal it) because I wanted to read K's email....but we're still communicating (the date and I) and might hang out again. You can never have too many friends right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tonight I'm going to my friend's boy's birthday celebration. They both work as RN's and she lives in my apt complex. She's got her head on straight and is a sweet friend of mine. She works in the ER, so you know she can handle just about anything!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We have a happy hour on Thursday that H &amp;amp; I are hosting - that should be fun as well. Other than that, working out in between, dating, living, studying, sleeping :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The ex is in North Carolina - for now anyway.......if he comes a knockin on my door I'm not afraid to call the police or get in to the legal mess. I want to live a life without the worry of him showing up every place he knows I go. It's only fair that he stay away from me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My head is very much up and I am focusing as hard as I can for my Series 7! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How do you like the Proenza Schouler sunglasses above????? I LOVE them! :O)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6644172981204319151-7329877013144219278?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/7329877013144219278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/07/yo.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/7329877013144219278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/7329877013144219278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/07/yo.html' title='Yo'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/TDsw_EVqbMI/AAAAAAAAAVw/0FLG-zakXMY/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-7249744521470802096</id><published>2010-07-09T10:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T10:03:50.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My best friend H and I :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/TDdWHQVtPII/AAAAAAAAAVo/awnLwpmphn0/s1600/han+n+I.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/TDdWHQVtPII/AAAAAAAAAVo/awnLwpmphn0/s320/han+n+I.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491952953246694530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My beautiful cat, Cuddles (lives with my parents).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/TDdWG49rtHI/AAAAAAAAAVg/RHoGMtF5O_o/s1600/cuddles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/TDdWG49rtHI/AAAAAAAAAVg/RHoGMtF5O_o/s320/cuddles.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491952946971915378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I also bought a pair of Proenza Shouler sunglasses recently - they come in today! So excited! Will take some pics in em once I get them. They are tortoise oversized wayfarers. Whoo hoo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6644172981204319151-7249744521470802096?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/7249744521470802096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-best-friend-h-and-i-my-beautiful-cat.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/7249744521470802096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/7249744521470802096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-best-friend-h-and-i-my-beautiful-cat.html' title=''/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/TDdWHQVtPII/AAAAAAAAAVo/awnLwpmphn0/s72-c/han+n+I.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-1661852519200641202</id><published>2010-07-09T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T10:01:30.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Soap</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Friday all, the drama continues. And ends here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The ex's birthday was yesterday, and of course he wanted to see me at some point. He was with his family and invited me to have a glass of wine with them after. I was at HH with H (my best friend from Ohio) and she was with me when I got the invite. Of course, I couldn't go - I'd be in tears the whole time and freaking out. Not the best birthday present? Ha. For new readers - this guy put me through a lot...infidelity, lying, etc. etc. and now he realized what a big mistake he made and wants me back, however I want to see what else is out there. So anyway, I declined. His mom called me and I talked to her for a good 20 minutes, broke down and just told her I couldn't do it. He sent me a long text saying he missed me, how no girl compares, that all he does is think about me, etc. how he screwed up and how sorry he is. I didn't respond. After all of my sleepless nights, tears, leaning on others for support. How was I supposed to know that he would realize this? or have a life epiphany? I didn't. That's why I got on with my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm giving this one to God. I'm just staying out of it, leaving the situation alone. If for some reason - God brings us back together then that's what happens. The effort to comfort the ex, console him and give him guidance is done on my part.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have a date tonight - Clint is his name and we're going to get some sushi! Obvs. I will not be bringing up Ex baggage and I'm just going to focus on getting to know him and having a great time :) As always, date updates soon to come. Have a safe, wonderful weekend! I'll post some pics soon : *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6644172981204319151-1661852519200641202?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/1661852519200641202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/07/friday-soap.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/1661852519200641202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/1661852519200641202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/07/friday-soap.html' title='Friday Soap'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-8888461429468765673</id><published>2010-07-08T11:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T11:10:50.475-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Wasn't Kidding</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/TDYUmQLvZbI/AAAAAAAAAVY/KhOyYvcanb4/s1600/wtf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 113px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/TDYUmQLvZbI/AAAAAAAAAVY/KhOyYvcanb4/s320/wtf.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491599443036693938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6644172981204319151-8888461429468765673?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/8888461429468765673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-wasnt-kidding.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/8888461429468765673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/8888461429468765673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-wasnt-kidding.html' title='I Wasn&apos;t Kidding'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/TDYUmQLvZbI/AAAAAAAAAVY/KhOyYvcanb4/s72-c/wtf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-2860115742571288126</id><published>2010-07-08T10:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T10:53:51.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Does this seriously happen in real life? What the?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So what they say is true - what you think about the most comes in to you life. Unfortunately, it's hard not think about my ex. But YOU HAVE TO BE FREAKING KIDDING ME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm sitting at work - it's his birthday, I know he's going to pop in at some point today. I can just freakin feel it?!?!?!??!?!?! As I am studying, reading, I come upon an example that has my ex's initials as the investment company. ARW. ARW investments. As soon as I look at the words I verbally say out loud "You've got to be kidding me." As SOON as  read the initials I hear a diesel truck outside, I know that sound and I know who it is. I looked out the window as soon as I heard it and it was him. I am disturbed right now! He came in (second time I've seen him in a couple months) and handed me a card with a hand-written note. I told him my cousin passed away last week and that I just could not deal with him - not now, not soon, probably never again. He just makes it so much harder. I get less anxious the more I see him. He's leaving for 3 weeks tomorrow. But I need time and space and to keep on with my life. I am going to date other people and do what's best for me. I can't handle another heartbreak on his accord, I can't do it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;His note just said that he realizes what hell he's put me through, how much pain I must be feeling with everything going on....who's important, what's important - what he's been thinking about. That he does love me and will let me go, but it's so hard because he loves me and obvs doesn't want to let go. We had a brief smile - I just asked him "What are you doing?" like seriously, what the f are you doing here, and what are you giving me? I don't know if its genuine or not. I have no idea. Nor do I want to think about this. And wtf about my studying- seriously I'm going to take a picture of right where I was reading so you all believe me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have a date tomorrow and I don't plan on  talking/texting my ex. I have a HH tonight that I want to go to - my life is here now. It takes so much strength to walk away, to not cry, to not think about life with and without him. I don't know - All I want to do is STOP playing the games. Will he ever be capable of that? I don't know. If I am married to someone else within the next few years.....I will not regret not giving the ex another chance, I won't. I've done everything in my power to fight for us. Love's a  funny thing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For now, all I am praying for is clarity - I guess I can be thankful that he's at least being nice...not trashing my reputation for no good reason. I don't know what to say other than there is so much pain associated with him - any new love interest takes a piece of my heart and brings happiness to it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6644172981204319151-2860115742571288126?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/2860115742571288126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/2860115742571288126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/2860115742571288126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post.html' title='?'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-666493703825902678</id><published>2010-07-07T13:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T13:21:59.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chaos.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's been an interesting week so far to say the least! I had a pretty good fourth - went downtown Houston and watch the fireworks pop in the distance right in front of the skyline. The show wasn't that amazing - I mean I like fireworks....but I didn't feel like it was a holiday, strange. My best friend H is in love with this new guy T and he was with us. I sort of, but not really felt like a 3rd wheel. I went out an made friends. I think I would have rather spent time with a lot of friends and watched the fireworks from the distance somewhere.....I don't know. I was thinking of what I was doing last year - and of course it brought back memories of the ex. We were so happy then. He's been texting me non-stop, wanting to get together, etc. It's been weird. And I don't want to deal with it. No worries about me getting back together with him though - I'd get slapped a number of times from friends and family. My hair lady told me she'd cut my hair off and my nail lady told me she'd cut me. Hahhahaha. SO basically I'd be a red-face, toothless, bald, cut up person if I even consider getting back with the ex.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think I gave too many people permission to beat me up - but I'm glad I did - because this shi*t is toxic. Oh yeah - remember that GREAT guy Clayton I talked to you about? I'm 99% sure he has a girlfriend. And after 3 wonderful dates, a kiss, and future plans. Nada. Haven't heard a word - however facebook tells all. And if it doesn't, it's easily interpreted. Dummy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So. I'm A-OK with single I actually want to be single. I don't want to mess with these freaking crazy men anymore! I'm up front and honest. Why is it so hard for some?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amidst everything that's going on in my life, drama, being sick, dealing with a death in my family. I'm just thankful to be living. I am going to study and pass this series 7 and be good to my friends and family that need me right now. If something pops up (in the dating world) so be it. For now I'm steering clear of the ex (his birthday is tomorrow), praying a lot, definitely going to happy hour....sleeping. I really wish I had a bubble to hide in right now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know everything will work out - there's a reason to why I'm experiencing so.much.chaos. right now. God doesn't give you anything you can't handle right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hope you all have had a wonderful week so far, keep your heads on straight! there's a lot of crazies out there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6644172981204319151-666493703825902678?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/666493703825902678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/07/chaos.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/666493703825902678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/666493703825902678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/07/chaos.html' title='Chaos.'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-2414685960571938245</id><published>2010-06-30T10:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T10:18:41.951-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've been sick lately :( boo! I don't usually get sick - haven't needed antibiotics or anything for over a year I think. I sound like 1/2 man and half Sophia Bush....I'm not sure if I pull off raspy well - but I guarantee you I will not be picking up smoking any time soon. I can sing like 5 octives lower though (than normal) haha. Somehow tea came out of my nose this  morning too - which I'm not exactly sure how that happened - needless to say it has been an interesting week so far.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hop on a plane tomorrow to New Mexico to go be with my family. For those of you that are new (thank you for following!), my cousin tragically passed away at the age of 25 this past Sunday. There are never any easy ways to talk about what happened and no words seem just right for consolation. I think the only thing I can do is give hugs and share my tears in the loss of such a sweet, talented, and genuinely precious family member. Maybe there's a reason I've lost my voice? Maybe I don't need to be talking right now. Just sorting through life and being with those that need support right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With that being said, thank you all for your support and prayers. Like I've said in earlier posts - you never think, when starting a blog, how many supporters (followers) you can get. Real world or virtual world, I think it's so special for you to share your life as well as be a part of others. We all have something unique to offer this life. I'm glad to be a part of so many of yours and to have you (read) in mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hope you all have a wonderful rest of the week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6644172981204319151-2414685960571938245?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/2414685960571938245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/06/ive-been-sick-lately-boo-i-dont-usually.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/2414685960571938245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/2414685960571938245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/06/ive-been-sick-lately-boo-i-dont-usually.html' title=''/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-6067525174404169150</id><published>2010-06-28T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T07:51:54.947-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes life slows down and you are left with your own thoughts. To be alone to think, rationalize and reevaluate some things. This weekend was busy like the last, the golf camps, rushing around, seeing friends, spending time with my parents, the drive back to the Houston area. But a few other things also happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've known for about a week that one of my co-workers is going back to Chicago - I'll probably never see him again. My ex A who I haven't talked to in about two months texted me on Friday asking if I ever think about him...then he called me Friday night, saying he stopped by my office the other day to see how I was, how things were going, etc. I don't understand why he does this. I'm not as vulnerable this time, and I don't want to deal with any more drama. I texted him back Saturday afternoon - I told him that he continually proves to me that he is not trustworthy, wished him well in life, and told him to leave me be. I didn't know whether or not to respond, but I did - and I haven't heard from him. Sometimes not responding is the way to go, but I felt I was left without a voice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My cousin also passed away yesterday at the young age of 25. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He had been in rehab, but OD'ed yesterday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I feel like there's been a lot of loss in my life recently. Sure I've made new friends and moved to a new area - but there are just a lot of leaves being turned over. Some, not so easy. I know God must have needed my grandmother and my cousin - but a lot of times you're left asking why...Life's so unpredictable and we have no control over what other people do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Is the message to appreciate life, to not take things for granted? I can't imagine losing a brother, and my parents - a son. That is what my Aunt &amp;amp; Uncle, and cousin Claire are doing right now. Please send your prayers during this tough time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6644172981204319151-6067525174404169150?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/6067525174404169150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/06/sometimes-life-slows-down-and-you-are.html#comment-form' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/6067525174404169150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/6067525174404169150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/06/sometimes-life-slows-down-and-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-6378995706434323943</id><published>2010-06-25T11:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T11:49:42.422-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIF People!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Friday to youuuu! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yesterday evening we went to our happy hour - group of about 8 last night. I just drank a couple beers since I drove. After happy hour we went to our little wine spot, but only for a bit since a huge storm was rolling in! We had our glass of sangria and got out of there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/TCT5Py6YuQI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/wxQcDVDr0_4/s1600/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/TCT5Py6YuQI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/wxQcDVDr0_4/s320/photo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486784295804123394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There was a lot of lightning and a little bit of thunder....it all moved in pretty fast!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is a picture of the rooftop. They have cabanas they can close up if weather rolls in as well as an indoor lounge below.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/TCT5Pr2eDeI/AAAAAAAAAVI/gboAxzEGu0s/s1600/photo-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/TCT5Pr2eDeI/AAAAAAAAAVI/gboAxzEGu0s/s320/photo-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486784293908647394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yum, sangria!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/TCT5JRk_rZI/AAAAAAAAAVA/dNj9fPLP8SA/s1600/photo-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/TCT5JRk_rZI/AAAAAAAAAVA/dNj9fPLP8SA/s320/photo-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486784183776816530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm heading to Austin after work today - round two of golf camps. I'm tired, but I know I'm a big help to the camp! The next few weeks I'm stayin put and getting some rest :) Yeah right, my friend's birthday is next weekend : / Oh well, can't complain that there are too many fun things going on eh? I definitely need to get some rest though, I got my series 7 study materials today so I need to get focused!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hope you all have a safe, wonderful weekend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6644172981204319151-6378995706434323943?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/6378995706434323943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/06/tgif-people.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/6378995706434323943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/6378995706434323943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/06/tgif-people.html' title='TGIF People!'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/TCT5Py6YuQI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/wxQcDVDr0_4/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-5136763977067979668</id><published>2010-06-24T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T08:09:58.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Dateeeee</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, so it may not have been love at first margarita (one of the earlier dates James), but it could be love at first strike haha. Which I got! I went bowling last night with Clayton after some yummy fajitas! I beat him the first game - best believe he was shakin in his bowling shoes! He beat me by 1 point the second game, and won the 3rd by 5 points. Grr. :) I'm competitive, but bowling is kind of hit &amp;amp; miss. If I bowl well it has absolutely nothing to do with skill! my forearm definitely got a little workout! I'm sore from bowling, laugh it up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bowling is really expensive out here : / Like $30 for both of us to play for an hour! I guess it could have been worse! We did have a really good time though. We ended up chatting for almost 2 hours outside....I wish it hadn't been so hot and the light not so artificial, but I'm glad we got to talking. I think we were both secretly thinking....I wonder if we're just going to be friends or do we really have something? We talked about family, our exes, life....we've been trading information as though we plan on dating each other - I guess that's where the butterflies come from...not knowing! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The song playing through my head last night - Oh, Tonight - Josh Abbott Band featuring Kacey Musgraves :) Check it out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Before we said goodbye we locked eyes and had our first kiss....this was the only guy (so far) that I've felt something with. I gave him that CD in between dinner and bowling - I think he appreciated it....I hope he listens &amp;amp; likes it! Either way - for those of you that have been reading or are new followers - the last guy I was with was a mess of an ex. I went through the ringer with that one. Whether it works out with Clayton or not (which I obvs hope it does!) I am so glad I put myself back out there. I'm making a huge effort to get out of the emotional hole the ex put me in. When it was all happening, I don't think I even realized it - how much of myself I lost. I'm so glad to be back. So, a big thanks to Clayton for being such a sweet, sweet boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today I had a dentist appointment at 7 AM and went to sleep last night at 12....I need some caffeine that's for sure! I am co-hosting a happy hour tonight and then we're stopping by our fave spot to say hello, get a glass of wine and get a move on. I have to pack for Austin tonight, and maybe get some sleep? That'd be great! Hope you all have something fun planned for today! And tomorrow's Friday, yippeeee!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6644172981204319151-5136763977067979668?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/5136763977067979668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-dateeeee.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/5136763977067979668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/5136763977067979668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-dateeeee.html' title='My Dateeeee'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-2486406416220080125</id><published>2010-06-23T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T10:30:13.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Humpppppp Dayyyyyyy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was definitely glad to get back to pilates last night - since I was MIA last week from my regular fitness classes. I skipped for dates...shh.... :) Last night kicked my butt as usual - I ran a little bit before and did abs Monday...I was defffffffinitely feeling it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So yesterday I get a nice little text message around 12 from Clayton asking if I wanted to go to lunch! Well obvs I went, I wanted to see him! I think he's the cutest thing....I'm wondering why he's single. I think (so far...) it's because he's super dedicated to his job and works mostly with other men and his sister....hence no random meetings with any ladies. I think he may have used the term "picky" once or twice too. Which is good, he's got standards and so do I!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He sent me (via text) this song to listen to...&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mV0qUCjAbmM"&gt;Cowboy Lady&lt;/a&gt; by Jason Aldean - it's actually a really sweet song....take a listen :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I also sent him one to listen to :) &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yapf2QvFHfw"&gt;She's Like Texas&lt;/a&gt; by the Josh Abbott Band We both enjoy country music and have a couple pairs of boots...he said he's not a cowboy by any means....but he's got a little bit though... I'll take the two-steppin, sweet, HONEST, southern gentleman any day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I bought the Josh Abbott Band CD today on iTunes, the album is called "She's Like Texas." Since we have our date tonight I think I'll burn him a copy. That'd be a nice gesture eh? I like little thoughtful gifts that don't cost that much...but just enough to let the other person know you've been thinking about them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We have our date tonight at 6:30....we're going to get some Mexican food....mmmmm margaritas and queso (don't worry, I'll limit myself -this time-). And then we're going to go bowling...I'll get to see his competitive spirit and see how he takes it when I beat him haha. I'm either on or off when it comes to bowling....hopefully I can find a good ball and try not to look too ridiculous in those shoes with this cute floral dress I'm planning on wearing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He seems like so much fun! And to me, he seems interested. I think lunch dates, followed by another date = definitely wanting to see where this goes. I definitely get butterflies around him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tomorrow a friend and I are hosting a happy hour and then we're going to our favorite wine spot for Casino Night - just stopping by to say hello to everyone...may play a hand!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have a wonderful Wednesday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6644172981204319151-2486406416220080125?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/2486406416220080125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/06/humpppppp-dayyyyyyy.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/2486406416220080125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/2486406416220080125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/06/humpppppp-dayyyyyyy.html' title='Humpppppp Dayyyyyyy'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-4985172333862054444</id><published>2010-06-22T08:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T08:56:49.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SUGAR DOLL AWARD! THANK YOU ALISON &amp; JUSTIN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/TCDR1N-os2I/AAAAAAAAAU4/MhsCcy2Ddfc/s1600/SugarDollAward.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/TCDR1N-os2I/AAAAAAAAAU4/MhsCcy2Ddfc/s320/SugarDollAward.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485615058352911202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;**Thank you Alison over at &lt;a href="http://alisonandjustin.blogspot.com/"&gt;Life and Times of Alison &amp;amp; Justin&lt;/a&gt;! for the Sugar Doll award :)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rules of the award:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1. Thank the person that gave you the award....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2. Share 10 things about yourself &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;3. Pass the award to 10 bloggers you have recently discovered and who you think are fantastic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;4. Contact the bloggers and let them know you've picked them for the award&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ten things about myself!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have DRY humor :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love the winter time so I can bundle up! I think people grow closer together too&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love the ocean/lake/pool any water really!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I know sign language (took it for 3 years in high school)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I care sooooo much about my family and friends&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've played golf since I could walk&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't have any regrets&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love cheese entirely too much...(cheese sticks, queso, cottage cheese, goat cheese, feta, on pizza, on salads, by itself, in tacos...I mean the list goes on)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've been through a couple of horrible break-ups (needed to happen just sucked!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am missing two teeth...haha....... you can't tell though :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;10 lovely BLOGGERS I would like to pass this award on to.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://anonymousprep.blogspot.com/"&gt;GARDEN STATE PREP&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://vickismalls.blogspot.com/2010/06/hi-how-are-you.html"&gt;CALL ME VICKI SMALLS&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.midwest-paradise.com/2010/06/what-do-you-want.html"&gt;JUST ANOTHER DAY IN {OUR MIDWEST} PARADISE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://alittlepinkinthecornfields.blogspot.com/"&gt;A LITTLE PINK IN THE CORNFIELDS&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://littlebluedeer.blogspot.com/2010/06/loft-life.html"&gt;LITTLE BLUE DEER&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://notjustanotherblondeinbeijing.blogspot.com/"&gt;NOT JUST ANOTHER BLONDE IN BEIJING&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://onestylemile.blogspot.com/2010/06/circus-is-coming-to-town.html?utm_source=feedburner&amp;amp;utm_medium=feed&amp;amp;utm_campaign=Feed%3A+MilesOfStyle+%28Miles+Of+Style%29"&gt;MILES OF STYLE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lolasgirl.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-little-red-robin.html"&gt;LOLA'S GIRL&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thelittlethingswedo.blogspot.com/2010/06/junk-heaven-and-my-friend-claire.html"&gt;THE LITTLE THINGS WE DO...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://jewelrybyjennydayco.blogspot.com/2010/06/from-mosley-tribes-party-last-week.html"&gt;JEWELRY BY JENNY DAYCO&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/6644172981204319151-4985172333862054444?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/4985172333862054444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/06/sugar-doll-award-thank-you-alison.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/4985172333862054444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/4985172333862054444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/06/sugar-doll-award-thank-you-alison.html' title='SUGAR DOLL AWARD! THANK YOU ALISON &amp; JUSTIN!'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/TCDR1N-os2I/AAAAAAAAAU4/MhsCcy2Ddfc/s72-c/SugarDollAward.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-113493588258372260</id><published>2010-06-21T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T09:09:55.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mondayyyyyyy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Oh Monday, who created you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Just kidding...I guess if you didn't exist I'd be talking to Tuesday about the same damn thing. We've got to start the week somehow....and also, start to finish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/TB-HhRpbBZI/AAAAAAAAAUw/a9now9uISLM/s1600/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/TB-HhRpbBZI/AAAAAAAAAUw/a9now9uISLM/s320/photo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485251876903126418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is from my Friday drive to Austin - about to pass over the Mansfield Dam. You can see Lake Travis in the distance to the left and Lake Austin is down below to the right. Austin &amp;amp; the hill country really takes my breath away. It's so beautiful there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/TB-HgHwUe8I/AAAAAAAAAUo/PxdOQd7EcBA/s1600/photo-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/TB-HgHwUe8I/AAAAAAAAAUo/PxdOQd7EcBA/s320/photo-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485251857067834306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is a picture from the golf course where we have the golf camps. You can see for miles out here. The sunsets are nothing short of enchanting. It has a 'welcome home' feel to it and I feel so blessed to be out here!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/TB-HfU2HuHI/AAAAAAAAAUg/-gUr_EbEf1s/s1600/photo-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/TB-HfU2HuHI/AAAAAAAAAUg/-gUr_EbEf1s/s320/photo-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485251843401955442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is a picture of number 15...As you get closer to the hole you can see Lake Austin down below and little boats zipping around, making you wish you were on the lake!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My drive to Austin Friday wasn't too bad! My parents just bought a house - so it took a little longer to get there - but it was worth it! I got to have dinner with my family that night. My mom cooked and we all sat around the table talking about life....it was so nostalgic, yet we had all grown up so much. We were talking about the busy weekend - my life in the financial industry, and my new boy interest :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Friday night I went to see a few old friends and went downtown for a little bit. I.am.old. Haha I realize this more and more when I visit 6th street - I've been going down there since I was 17 (shh...) so at 23 years of age I'm about done!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Saturday was the golf camp check in, etc. The norm. I've been helping and going to camps since I was 8 years old. I'm a vet! We had a lot of kids at the camp and it's an overnighter....and goes till Weds. Trust me, work one of these and works just as good as birth control. Some of the kids are polite, nice, CUTE. Some are little monsters.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Saturday night it was my best friend's boyfriend's birthday...so obvs I had to stop by and wish his a Happy Birthday and have a couple beers! We went to a place called Red's Porch in Austin. It was my first time there - SUPER hot outside...but I think it will be a perfect spot when the temperature cools down a bit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sunday funday = golf camp and then driving back to Austin. I went a different way since my parents live north Austin instead of South now. I didn't get lost on my way out which is a freakin miracle :) It was a few more miles from my norm drive - but I didn't mind it. Any change in a routine is a welcomed change - especially when you're driving. Don't ever want to get too comfortable!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I made it back....exhausted...all those kiddos and running around to see my friends definitely wore me out :) But I'm so glad I got to see them! Living life to the fullest sometimes means that you're going to have bags under your eyes. Which means you should buy some cucumbers :) Slice em and put em over your eyes for an instant refreshment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This week doesn't seem too busy... yet. Nothin on the agenda for today besides the Bachelorette and running my butt off. Tuesday - pilates, Weds. date with Clayton - dinner &amp;amp; bowling. Thurs - HH....Fri - back to Austin! Whirlwind eh? All fun stuff though. Clayton and I have been keeping in touch and getting to know each other. My head is definitely in the right place and I'm excited to see where this leads! Obvs, I'll let you all know where it goes :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/6644172981204319151-113493588258372260?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/113493588258372260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/06/mondayyyyyyy.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/113493588258372260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/113493588258372260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/06/mondayyyyyyy.html' title='Mondayyyyyyy'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/TB-HhRpbBZI/AAAAAAAAAUw/a9now9uISLM/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-2089425765816921595</id><published>2010-06-18T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T11:41:31.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Friday!</title><content type='html'>I am SUPER tired since we had an unexpected long night last night, but it was so much fun. We went to our rooftop wine lounge for happy hour and their "Death By Chocolate" murder mystery party. We were all assigned characters at the beginning with 3-4 personality traits or "confrontations." It was so fun to be mixed in with the other 15 people and assume our roles! It was like an improv class haha. Not really - I mean we were all drinking and having a great time...we definitely had some actors/actresses in the room!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My friend H (the bride to be) actually won the best actress award - which she got a bottle of wine for! I was her maid of honor, the first to die...but I did come back as a new character....First I was Kinzie, then Blair....anywho so much fun - met some other really fun people that I'm sure we'll bump in to again at some point. They were so happy with our participation - the owner personally thanked us for coming out and we spent some time with the lady that does all of the promotions/events for the place. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've heard from my date Tuesday night :) He's too cute. I definitely want to meet up with him next week! I am on a mission to let go of the ex and with him randomly stopping by it threw me off course a little bit. But I'm back on the horse. I know it will bother him to know I've moved on simply because he thinks/wants to have a hold on me. I'm not, by any means, spreading the word that I'm dating or throwing it in his face. I'm going to let God handle it with him. I think I'm being led down a great path and sometimes good things "fall apart so better things can fall together" -MM. I definitely agree with that! And his name is Clayton ;O)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm headed to Austin after work today - going to see the fam and probably go downtown tonight to see some friends of mine! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have a wonderful weekend everyone!  Be safe, Be HAPPY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6644172981204319151-2089425765816921595?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/2089425765816921595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-friday.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/2089425765816921595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/2089425765816921595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-friday.html' title='Happy Friday!'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-7343644960064432775</id><published>2010-06-17T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T07:44:42.358-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Curveball...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So...I had a little bit of a curveball thrown at me yesterday. Did I handle it gracefully? Well....sort of! Don't let em see you sweat right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I haven't seen my EX in a little over a month. And the thought of never seeing him again, honestly, wasn't bothering me one bit. I thought it would be easier for him to just stay away. And so far he has. For those of you that don't know what's going on....basically this guy broke my heart last November...he slept with someone else. Post extreme drama, he obviously realized how much he screwed up and came crawling back like a dog. I took his pathetic self back and decided to try to get past the hurt and the pain and move on with him. I was after all..."in love." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our worlds are very much connected. He had an internship at the place that I now work, last summer. So he's pretty chummy with my boss. He has chosen a different career path and I am in the office. My boss' wife also works with my ex's mom. Like I said....everyone knows what's up, to a certain extent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So. Guess who decides to just DROP by yesterday? YOU GUESSED IT....the ex. Totally unexpected - I was walking down the hall to get some water and in he walks. I think my blood pressure went up...ridiculously. He makes my blood boil. He told me all these things about him moving here, wanting me to be the last person he ever dated....I felt and still feel a bit manipulated- as these things never came to fruition and he was talking to another girl behind my back. All of this isn't worth it...the heartache, none of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I called my friend H - to vent a little bit. I obviously made sure to jet out of here on my "lunch break" even though I brought my lunch. I was so upset that he would just come by like it was no thing. Things did not end well...I told him to stay out of my life. He keeps showing me more and more that he does not respect my space, time, and ME. Yesterday was a bunch of BS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am a believer that things definitely happen for a reason. My date Tuesday night was amazing and was able to keep the happiness flowing despite the ex's unannounced appearance. Let's call the new guy "C". Kinda random -he has the same name as my first boyfriend :) Anywho - we were texting back and forth yesterday and we both decided going paintballing (be on the same team, not shooting at each other) would be a fun second date. I can't wait....I think I'm going to channel my inner SJP from &lt;i&gt;Failure to Launch&lt;/i&gt; and kick some serious paintball butt. Hope I don't come home with too many bruises haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I also had a date last night.....not letting myself fall back in to a sad state at all. My effort to move on and be HAPPY is in full swing. I had a minor breakdown yesterday, but let's be honest - who wouldn't?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The date last night was with a guy who's a cop! I thought it might be a little weird at first, but I totally cracked his shell. He ended up being really great company and we had 4 sushi rolls and drank to our hearts content. I know what you're wondering - as I was the same thing....Is he counting the number of drinks I'm having and thinking about me driving home...ha. Well I don't think he was and he was off duty. He sees some crazy things out there! So we were obvs not short of conversation, our lives are so incredibly different. I'm not sure I could marry someone that I new could possibly get shot everyday. That's a scary thing! I know we are all subject to risk, but cops really go in to the line of fire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So...I'm a bit drained - emotionally mostly because of yesterday...and because I've turned in to a little dating machine. Tonight we are cooking dinner before we go out (saving some $) and then going to a wine bar for a little murder mystery event they're having. Going with my friend H and some others. It's nice to have such an active social calendar when you're trying to move past something, and of course - great friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hope you all have a wonderful Thursday and get in to some happy hours :) Friday-Sun I head to Austin!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6644172981204319151-7343644960064432775?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/7343644960064432775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/06/curveball.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/7343644960064432775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/7343644960064432775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/06/curveball.html' title='Curveball...'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-7487653474686697127</id><published>2010-06-16T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T08:20:49.591-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonderful Wednesday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had a wonderfullll date last night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yeah yeah, I know I skipped pilates (he didn't know that) but it was totally worth it. It started off a little strange because it was pouring down rain when I got to the restaurant - but like a trusty Texas rain, it stopped after ten minutes - and I was 15 mins early.....and I had an umbrella :).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When ever you walk in to a restaurant from the rain of course you shoot right for the bathroom - bc god only knows what you look like after walking from the car to the place in 100% humidity (I used humidity proof hairspray haha). Anywho - as soon as I walked out of the bathroom I got a table &amp;amp; waited. He kind of followed the pattern - rain, bathroom, sitting - except he was at the front for 10 mins and I was at a table. Haha. SO as you can imagine - we're both looking at our watches, playing with our phones....wondering if we're both getting stood up or not tonight....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I sent him a text message..."how bout that rain" - I was trying to be as nice as possible - but I'm pretty punctual, so I was definitely wanting to know what was up. He thought I sent that bc I was late......like I said - a bit of a mess to start out with. I called him and we sorted things out. He came to the table - he was exactly what I thought he would be....I got those little butterfly/sparks, more towards the end of the night after our conversation. He was so sweet and we had a lot of similar interests - but things that we could teach each other. For example- I could teach him to play golf and he could teach me how to wakeboard!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He has been single for 2 years - is very close with his family - runs a company that his grandfather started - seems very genuine and sweet.... and fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He's 6'1", light brown hair, light brown eyes - good build! I'm sure you guys want all the saucy details haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, I'm excited. I definitely want to see him again, and he said the same thing. I'd say it's a crush :) Haven't had one of these in a while! Of course I will let you all know what happens :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tonight I have a date with a different person...he's actually a cop and we're going to get some sushi. Last night went so well that I was kind of wondering what tonight will be like - but I'm totally open to the experience of meeting new people (and eating good sushi).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm skipping boot camp tonight for this date - my instructor's gonna kill me next week, that's for sure!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tomorrow some girls and myself are going to a "Murder by Chocolate" party at a wine bar....and I'm going solo. I think it will be a lot of fun &amp;amp; again - another opportunity to make new friends!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6644172981204319151-7487653474686697127?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/7487653474686697127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/06/wonderful-wednesday.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/7487653474686697127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/7487653474686697127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/06/wonderful-wednesday.html' title='Wonderful Wednesday...'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-2530951411041850354</id><published>2010-06-14T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T08:12:08.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Honest Scrap Award - From Heather at The Dream Machine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/TBZdE_RhcmI/AAAAAAAAAUY/9zrbGywLe7k/s1600/Honest+Scrap+Award.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 193px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/TBZdE_RhcmI/AAAAAAAAAUY/9zrbGywLe7k/s320/Honest+Scrap+Award.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482671936655946338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you Heather from &lt;a href="http://thevodkaasylum.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Dream Machine&lt;/a&gt; ! Check out her lovely, newly renovated blog!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So, the rules of the Honest Scrap award are to....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; list ten facts that aren’t common knowledge and to pass it on to six other deserving bloggers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 20px;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 20px;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 20px;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: normal; font-family:'Century Gothic', Technical, 'Tempus Sans ITC', Gaze, Kids, 'Comic Sans MS', Verdana;"&gt;The 57 on Heinz ketchup bottles represents the number of varieties of pickles the company once had.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Century Gothic', Technical, 'Tempus Sans ITC', Gaze, Kids, 'Comic Sans MS', Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Cats sleep 16 to 18 hours per day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Century Gothic', Technical, 'Tempus Sans ITC', Gaze, Kids, 'Comic Sans MS', Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Karoke means "empty orchestra" in Japanese.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Century Gothic', Technical, 'Tempus Sans ITC', Gaze, Kids, 'Comic Sans MS', Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;It would take 11 Empire State Buildings, stacked one on top of the other, to measure the Gulf of Mexico at its deepest point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Century Gothic', Technical, 'Tempus Sans ITC', Gaze, Kids, 'Comic Sans MS', Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;1 in 5,000 north Atlantic lobsters are born bright blue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Century Gothic', Technical, 'Tempus Sans ITC', Gaze, Kids, 'Comic Sans MS', Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;The king of hearts is the only king without a mustache.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Century Gothic', Technical, 'Tempus Sans ITC', Gaze, Kids, 'Comic Sans MS', Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Diet Coke was only invented in 1982.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Century Gothic', Technical, 'Tempus Sans ITC', Gaze, Kids, 'Comic Sans MS', Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;You burn more calories sleeping than you do watching TV.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Century Gothic', Technical, 'Tempus Sans ITC', Gaze, Kids, 'Comic Sans MS', Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;A lion's roar can be heard from five miles away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Century Gothic', Technical, 'Tempus Sans ITC', Gaze, Kids, 'Comic Sans MS', Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', Technical, 'Tempus Sans ITC', Gaze, Kids, 'Comic Sans MS', Verdana; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every human spent about half an hour as a single cell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cs.cmu.edu/~bingbin/"&gt;Source&lt;/a&gt; because....obviously I'm not that cool to know these things off the top of my head!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;6 Deserving BLOGGERS!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://dailydaysofmkh.blogspot.com/2010/06/lets-talk-awards.html"&gt;The Daily Days of MKH&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://melaniesrandomness.blogspot.com/"&gt;Melanie's Randomness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://lifeisagoodponytail.blogspot.com/"&gt;Part of Life is Having a Good Ponytail&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://onestylemile.blogspot.com/"&gt;Miles of Style&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://littlebluedeer.blogspot.com/"&gt;Little Blue Deer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://lolasgirl.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lola's Girl&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&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/6644172981204319151-2530951411041850354?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/2530951411041850354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/06/honest-scrap-award-from-heather-at.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/2530951411041850354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/2530951411041850354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/06/honest-scrap-award-from-heather-at.html' title='Honest Scrap Award - From Heather at The Dream Machine'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/TBZdE_RhcmI/AAAAAAAAAUY/9zrbGywLe7k/s72-c/Honest+Scrap+Award.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-3629452578095950930</id><published>2010-06-14T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T07:49:22.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mimosas = Miserable Mondays</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Good morning :) I wanted to start out with a big THANK YOU! to all followers, new and old. I think most people start blogging as a creative outlet &amp;amp; it's so cool that people read what you have to say. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How was everyone's weekend? I hope it was fabulous! Thursday we started out with happy hour, and my friend Alicia came to visit. We had a blast - I introduced her to all of my friends and of course she fit right in. She is recently engaged and she asked me to be one of her bridesmaids this weekend YIPPEE! I can't wait to help her start planning and getting everything together :). Friday we went to my friends' parent's house. SO beautiful....they have the type of house I could get lost in. It kind of reminded me of the parties in high school that you'd go to since you didn't have an ID to go downtown. I guess because it was a "house party." It was a lot more tame than any of the high school parties I went to - and we are all now -obviously- of age to byob. Oh yeah, and there's no running from the cops haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Saturday my apartment complex had margarita machines, hot dogs, brisket, a DJ - pool party! There weren't a ton of people at the pool which is nice - I think 1/2 of the people that live in my complex are older or travel for work . So Alicia and I got our margarita on and looked through bridal mags :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She left later that night since she had a church function to attend, but we had a great Thurs-Sat! Saturday night, my friend H &amp;amp; I went to a rooftop wine lounge - we've made friends with everyone that works there, so it's definitely a comfortable spot for us. The DJ bought us drinks all night and we just soaked up the moon light till the place closed. I met 2 other ladies at the place, one was recently divorced and the other had recently become un-engaged....yikes. Talk about DRAMA. They weren't too much drama though, which is nice. I am really enjoying meeting so many new people at the moment - I feel like I am more myself now than ever - getting away from my ex and being able to connect with other people. I can tell by the way people treat me and talk to me that they know I have an open heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yesterday we attended Sunday Funday! And of course....the mimosas are still kicking me in the @ss this morning :/ My own fault. Was definitely worth it yesterday though, haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll leave you guys with some photos I took via iPhone! The place I go is Hubbell &amp;amp; Hudson. It's kind of a boutique grocery store. I LOVE THIS PLACE! They have a bistro and a cooking school too. So cool. Check out their website! I think it's the only one of it's kind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;http://www.hubbellandhudson.com/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/TBY9MSbgkdI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/EhX6PGU4L-4/s1600/photo-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/TBY9MSbgkdI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/EhX6PGU4L-4/s320/photo-5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482636877685101010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/TBY9LpfyAwI/AAAAAAAAAUI/1zj1clX5yFk/s1600/photo-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/TBY9LpfyAwI/AAAAAAAAAUI/1zj1clX5yFk/s320/photo-4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482636866697167618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/TBY9LX3L-8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/NqDYONyeTlQ/s1600/photo-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/TBY9LX3L-8I/AAAAAAAAAUA/NqDYONyeTlQ/s320/photo-3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482636861963500482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/TBY9KuBP3XI/AAAAAAAAAT4/Sq1JsgTFj-0/s1600/photo-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/TBY9KuBP3XI/AAAAAAAAAT4/Sq1JsgTFj-0/s320/photo-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482636850731408754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/TBY9KYY1YvI/AAAAAAAAATw/H7O8EK-HUvU/s1600/photo-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/TBY9KYY1YvI/AAAAAAAAATw/H7O8EK-HUvU/s320/photo-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482636844924756722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6644172981204319151-3629452578095950930?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/3629452578095950930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/06/mimosas-miserable-mondays.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/3629452578095950930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/3629452578095950930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/06/mimosas-miserable-mondays.html' title='Mimosas = Miserable Mondays'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/TBY9MSbgkdI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/EhX6PGU4L-4/s72-c/photo-5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-4733177896822981853</id><published>2010-06-10T12:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T12:52:34.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good 'Ol Thursday</title><content type='html'>Finally Thursday....today is my happy hour day! With our usual group of 10 plus some randoms we are quite a little group! Tonight's special...martinis. I know most of you out in the blog world are vodka lovers, so I'm sure you share a similar appreciation for the weekly hh, or just vodka in general.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's hot as hell in Texas....if you're from here you know what I'm talking about. If not - imagine sweat dripping down the back of your neck, arms, legs....and you obvs cannot control it, or cool down. It sucks. This really cuts down a lot of your wardrobe - black and white are good sweat-in colors - and cotton blends are usually choice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not sure if you all watched The Hills this past Tuesday, but Kristen and her friend were on a man hunt. I'd say I'm on a friend hunt...since I appreciated monogamy.....it would take a while for things to pick up anyway. Brodie is acting like a typical bachelor, sleeping with Kristen and then telling her he wants to be single and enjoy the dating life. This just doesn't work. We watch Kristen storm around like a little tyrant.."whatever Brodie..." blah blah blah. There's a reason she doesn't keep girlfriends and gets played!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anywho - I don't learn everything from reality TV, but I do think its important to get to know someone before doing something you might regret....or end up paying for later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;T minus 1.5 hours before HH! Ya'll have a wonderful Thursday, tty tomorrow ;)!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6644172981204319151-4733177896822981853?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/4733177896822981853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/06/good-ol-thursday.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/4733177896822981853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/4733177896822981853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/06/good-ol-thursday.html' title='Good &apos;Ol Thursday'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-8810483259543608051</id><published>2010-06-09T10:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T10:38:39.864-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/TA_OraXZg-I/AAAAAAAAATQ/FCsgMkXDLm4/s320/n57801352_31419370_2207.jpg'/><title type='text'>Cherry On Top Blog Award! Thank You Melanie's Randomness!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Mom &amp;amp; I after skydiving from 11,000 feet :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/TA_PJgMZeQI/AAAAAAAAATo/xlnl2a9_tOw/s1600/n57801352_31419370_2207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/TA_PJgMZeQI/AAAAAAAAATo/xlnl2a9_tOw/s320/n57801352_31419370_2207.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480827033700890882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/TA_O4r-AKII/AAAAAAAAATg/OgVY3xVXa3w/s1600/Cherry_on_top.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/TA_O4r-AKII/AAAAAAAAATg/OgVY3xVXa3w/s320/Cherry_on_top.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480826744803960962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you Melanie's Randomness for this award!! *Hugs!*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 51); line-height: 25px; "&gt;Here are the rules:&lt;br /&gt;1. Thank the person that gave this to you :) Go on, give them a virtual hug!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Copy the award and put it on your blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. List 3 things you love about yourself ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000033;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 25px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000033;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 25px;"&gt;1. I love that I have patience with people - whether it's in the car driving, teaching someone how to do something, or learning. I can really slow down to help people or figure things out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000033;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 25px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000033;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 25px;"&gt;2. I love that I have the ability to play golf. I don't know a lot of women in my career field that can tee it up with the all of the men - give them drills to practice, and sink a birdie putt. It's a fun skill to have, and has really added a lot to my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000033;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 25px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000033;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 25px;"&gt;3. I love my strong faith! It makes life so much easier when you can give it up to God and let him handle the situation for you. I believe he sees everything that is going on, so why should I have to worry about it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 51); line-height: 25px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Post a picture you love (e.g a person you adore etc.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 51); line-height: 25px; "&gt;See above! My Momma :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Tag 5 people you wish to pass this award on to :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000033;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 25px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000033;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 25px;"&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://lifeisagoodponytail.blogspot.com/"&gt;Part of Life is Having a Good Ponytail&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000033;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 25px;"&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://itssimplelove.blogspot.com/"&gt;It's Simple Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000033;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 25px;"&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://shannontrickey.blogspot.com/"&gt;It's Trickey&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000033;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 25px;"&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://vickismalls.blogspot.com/"&gt;Call Me Vicki Smalls&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000033;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 25px;"&gt;5. &lt;a href="http://southernvogue.blogspot.com/"&gt;Southern Vogue&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you Melanie's Randomness for this award!!&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/6644172981204319151-8810483259543608051?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/8810483259543608051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/06/cherry-on-top-blog-award-thank-you.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/8810483259543608051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/8810483259543608051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/06/cherry-on-top-blog-award-thank-you.html' title='Cherry On Top Blog Award! Thank You Melanie&apos;s Randomness!'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/TA_PJgMZeQI/AAAAAAAAATo/xlnl2a9_tOw/s72-c/n57801352_31419370_2207.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-4031333470729711809</id><published>2010-06-09T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T08:10:50.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm....</title><content type='html'>I had a dream about the ex last night - we were having a good time hanging out and then he asked me if I'd give him another chance....I was actually thinking about it - and then I remember laughing....like are you out of your freaking MIND?!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here's where I'm trying to put two and two together........last night I went downtown for a work happy hour - I have a co-worker of mine that's getting married Saturday, and it was a great opportunity to get everyone together. I had a great time! One piece of news that struck me a bit odd....Apparently my ex's dad called up there saying things along the lines of......hi I'm ....and my son had an internship there last summer..... This was about a month ago - but it sounds like to me that he's inquiring about a job for my ex. At my location. Ugh. Do you know how MISERABLE I would be if I had to see him EVERY DAY in place of work?! I would find a way to get over it but COME ON! WTF?! I am about to start my 3 month long study for a test that I need absolute FOCUS on and he's going to try to come work with me? No.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay - so that's not all. My boss came in today and was like - I'm playing golf with .....My ex's dad....I don't like assuming things - and I think since I got some insider info last night I'd rather not ask my boss about it just yet. So far I know the ex is doing some shadowing job in Austin - but that sounds temporary doesn't it? I also know that he signed up for a lot of golf tournaments. When you're playing in those and not working - you're gonna live with your parents - who happen to live 4 miles away from me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's really nipping at me. But what's important is that I know I will be successful with or without him and I am all for going to the library or something to study instead of coming in to work - especially if he's planning on getting a job here. I guess the job market is so hard that he has to come and invade my space......I pray that he stays away!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other than some dramatic news this morning - things are going well with my dating life. I have many a dinner date coming up soon which I'm excited about. Even if the ex was right in front of my face I'd still choose someone new over him. It's not worth my time to even consider dating him again. It is hard when our worlds run so closely together - i.e. his dad playing golf with my boss - possibly inquiring about a job for his son that I haven't spoken to in 4 weeks. Sweet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow I will have some great support though - it's our normal happy hour day, and my friend from Baytown is coming to stay the weekend with me. Quality girl time - plus she just got engaged, so there will be plenty to talk about and celebrate. I'm going to stay strong through this and remember how good I'm feeling right now. How free I'm feeling too - and not just because I'm single, but because I'm not being treated like a barbie. Yeah, I have the blonde hair and tan skin - but I have a brain and I'm intelligent and athletic! I don't need a Ken doll either - I want someone who appreciates more than my hair and skin color - that actually sounds ridiculous, but I really think he treated me like a little doll. And let's be honest - no one's legs can do circles like barbie's.....that's a phenomenon that only barbie and contortionists have the ability to do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So this weekend....I'm putting my time with the people I care about the most and staying as far away as I can from the life suckers. Today's already Weds....these weeks are going by so fast. I'm loving it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6644172981204319151-4031333470729711809?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/4031333470729711809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/06/hmm.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/4031333470729711809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/4031333470729711809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/06/hmm.html' title='Hmm....'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-9162150428199418591</id><published>2010-06-07T10:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T11:06:40.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weeeeekennddddd</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Happy Monday! My goodness - I always try to rest on the weekends but it NEVER works out how I planned. My friends and I usually want to do something we wouldn't be able to do during the week &amp;amp; we roll with it! I had a BLAST this weekend! Tried out some new places, met some new people, got a couple of numbers :) and was super active. I decided to take some pictures for you all! I know we're all a bit visual and a lot of text can get old. I'll put my skills to the test more often for you all. Anywho - these pictures are from this weekend &amp;amp; I'll do a little recap in there somewhere!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The picture below was on my way to grab lunch today - I love the thick trees out here, but as you can imagine, they hide a lot of things - which can be good/bad for a directionally challenged lady such as myself! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/TA0xfvuGKkI/AAAAAAAAATA/GOhHiNCzlIk/s1600/blog5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/TA0xfvuGKkI/AAAAAAAAATA/GOhHiNCzlIk/s320/blog5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480090743035275842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I saw this picture while I was out shopping the other day :) I love unique little pieces like this. They're one of a kind and so cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/TA0xfWUTJJI/AAAAAAAAAS4/16114NVDqJM/s1600/blog1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/TA0xfWUTJJI/AAAAAAAAAS4/16114NVDqJM/s320/blog1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480090736216188050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I spent Sunday afternoon with a few friends of mine. 2 girls and 1 boy - he's actually just a friend to all of us. However - he does like shopping and chick flicks but isn't gay? It's strange, but he can kick it with the girls haha. We watched Serendipity over at his place post NBA final. We all grilled out meat and veggies and drank wine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Early Sunday I went to church, went and had lunch with a few friends, and stopped by a rooftop wine lounge - which is where we had mimosas :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/TA0xU8gLwvI/AAAAAAAAASw/uz8qjISJLo8/s1600/blog3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/TA0xU8gLwvI/AAAAAAAAASw/uz8qjISJLo8/s320/blog3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480090557488022258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The picture below was Friday night - the weather is beautiful when it turns 7-8PM and the sun sets. It was warm outside, on a rooftop lounge overlooking the city. The picture doesn't do it justice....great music, great company and drinks :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/TA0xUipSv5I/AAAAAAAAASo/SbEh4C-uF_A/s1600/blog4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/TA0xUipSv5I/AAAAAAAAASo/SbEh4C-uF_A/s320/blog4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480090550546907026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The next few pictures are from a local grocery store - which reminds me of Whole Foods, but it is it's own entity. The flowers are as big as your face- I can't believe more people don't stop and smell them for how Jurassic Park and gorgeous they are. I always stop....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/TA0xUSMAMFI/AAAAAAAAASg/vc-DNsfiV4w/s1600/blog2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/TA0xUSMAMFI/AAAAAAAAASg/vc-DNsfiV4w/s320/blog2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480090546129088594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No idea what kind of flower this is!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/TA0xT6F8u8I/AAAAAAAAASY/cIA7yeBxleI/s1600/blog6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/TA0xT6F8u8I/AAAAAAAAASY/cIA7yeBxleI/s320/blog6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480090539661245378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My middle name is ROSE, after my Grandma Rose :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/TA0xTiOe-HI/AAAAAAAAASQ/Mve41IHWXwo/s1600/blog7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/TA0xTiOe-HI/AAAAAAAAASQ/Mve41IHWXwo/s320/blog7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480090533254592626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm thinking of taking pictures of their arrangements every time I go and framing them all together- the flowers will never die this way- I also think it would be a great gift to some of my friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This weekend I made the choice to get out, be social and have some fun. I went outside of my comfort zone and I couldn't be happier that I did. Some times you don't know someone is holding you back until you get out of a destructive relationship. I still have dreams with my ex in them, and yes he is on my mind. I feel rejuvenated without him in my life though. I feel better than ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There are a few new boys - that I know will come and go. The text messages fade away....and you get back to your regularly scheduled programming when things don't "click." So far I've been on a few dates and kissed a couple of frogs. I think it takes some time to really get to know some one. I'm glad all of my dates have been a bit spread out. Makes things a lot less complicated when there are a few miles in between.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hope you all had a wonderful weekend and made it a point to be as happy as you can be!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Side note....my friend H broke her finger this weekend....football in the pool :/ she'll be okay! Ice, splint, ice, advil :)&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/6644172981204319151-9162150428199418591?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/9162150428199418591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/06/weeeeekennddddd.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/9162150428199418591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/9162150428199418591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/06/weeeeekennddddd.html' title='Weeeeekennddddd'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/TA0xfvuGKkI/AAAAAAAAATA/GOhHiNCzlIk/s72-c/blog5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-5667105342476509043</id><published>2010-06-04T13:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T13:31:49.357-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Friday! Yippee! Also a big thank you to all followers including new ones! Welcome :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;To reflect back on why I started blogging - well I needed an outlet! I had just moved from Austin to the Houston area to pursue a career in finance although I recently graduated with a biochemistry degree....always looking for a challenge? Yep! Anywho - I got a job offer with my ex's boss from his internship last summer. Our worlds (the ex &amp;amp; I) are closely tied. My work relationships and personal relationships are intertwined with his...out here anyway. I am enjoying creating a life out here - however it hasn't been easy....seeing that things didn't work out between us. It was a constant (and boy was it tiring) back and forth on his accord. And needless to say I got tired of being a yo-yo....the dizziness, the sleepless nights, the tears...wait yo-yo's don't cry. Well I finally got smacked in the face with that little toy and I'd had enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Through the support of family and friends and my amazing ability to lure people to happy hours, I created a friend base out here. I went to happy hour with 15 people last night....we pick the place, they show up. I'm sure it's not just for my company- I mean free appetizers and 1/2 price margaritas at Chuy's could have sealed the deal. Haha. Anyway, whether it's my friends that like me or the alcohol, or maybe both? they show up and we are all really close. No I'm not an alcoholic....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Last night we went to Chuy's - to scarf as much free queso down as possible...some how we suckered them in to giving us free taquitos too...yum. I think I spent $10 for 3 margs and limitless apps. Not too shabby! We went to Wings &amp;amp; More (which we secretly call Wing Dump - since any attractive woman walking in there gets harassed) and ate buffalo wings and drank beer. We're classy too, I promise. Wings, queso, free apps, and drinks can all be achieved looking fresh out of the country club or in a pair of gorgeous stilettos. It's.Possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This weekend- I'll be going on another date - this dating thing is weird btw......for me.......I'll also be getting in more pool time to keep up the tan....You guessed it, cocktails...friend time....shopping. Girl time. Sounds like a good weekend to me. Maybe I'll sleep somewhere in there too. Side note - tylenol PM is fabulous, but do not take while drinking or after drinking - the acetaminophen is SUPER harsh on your liver. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I hope you all have a great weekend filled with tons of fun activities (it's all relative) and that you all get your beauty sleep :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks again for reading! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6644172981204319151-5667105342476509043?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/5667105342476509043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/06/thank-you.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/5667105342476509043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/5667105342476509043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/06/thank-you.html' title='Thank You!'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-191669173179301988</id><published>2010-06-03T08:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T08:34:00.905-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Where has the week gone? It feels like Tuesday :/ But it's not :) Tomorrow is FRIDAY already?! Crazy....what are you all up to for the weekend? So far...I have pool, work out, sipping martinis... maybe going to Planet Beach with a friend of mine? Apparently it's a place (all-inclusive) where you can tan, get a massage, facial, etc. She got me a free day with her to tag along :) and why not?!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's personal wellness month- why not make it a whole year :) What's nice is the area that I live in - they have free fitness classes all over the place - free candlelight yoga, boot camp, and pilates in the area. Some of these places are new or are trying to get some new customers - so they have their free classes 1/2x's a month. Yippee! What sorts of free things do you all find to do in your area?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What's on for tonight....happy hour! Margaritas, queso...YUM. I think I invited 10-15 people, so we'll see who shows up :) I'm kind of enjoying this dating/single thing. 2 of  my friends (age 23) got engaged last Saturday....and I have like 3 weddings to go to this year - all friends under age 25. Which is fine - I think some relationships are stronger than others - but I definitely want to take my time with all of that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dating is a little foreign to me...I haven't been single for longer than 5 months since 7th grade. I think I need to be a little more blunt and decisive - looking for the things I absolutely cannot compromise on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I woke up this morning....no sun shining though somehow makes it extremely hard to get out of bed. I knew it was raining!&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; Thank goodness my (in my head) week is off and tomorrow is Fri. I can't wait to sleeeep in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who knows....maybe tonight I will meet the guy that is -love at first margarita- haha. I'm not "looking" - isn't that always when things come your way? I'd like salt with that please!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6644172981204319151-191669173179301988?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/191669173179301988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/06/where-has-week-gone-it-feels-like.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/191669173179301988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/191669173179301988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/06/where-has-week-gone-it-feels-like.html' title=''/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-2920166239112930635</id><published>2010-06-01T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T08:59:48.164-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Loonnnnngggg Weekend!</title><content type='html'>Hope you all had a wonderful Memorial Day weekend! I met a guy this weekend, Dean, who was on a weekend break from the army - pretty cool to listen to some of his stories. He was very nice. I would definitely like to give a special thanks to the men and women serving our country - what they do is so precious.....and allows us to have our freedom and peace here. Thank you thank you thank you!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, my friends and I certainly celebrated! I helped move my friend H and reorganized her closet for her (with her help). My goodness, it took some work &amp;amp; I can't believe how sore I am from lifting and organizing her stuff! I know that if I was moving I would appreciate the help too! She's still struggling with the boy, since he was at the pool every day we were - we bumped in to him soooo much. It's hard to find closure when you always see someone. Speaking of - it's been 3 weeks since I've seen/heard from A, the ex. And I don't have bags under my eyes anymore! Yippee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I drank entirely too much this weekend - light beer and vodka....didn't eat amazing besides one sushi trip- - went to the animal shelter, wanted to take home lots of animals.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm tan/burnt haha - I was using SPF 50 all weekend and I still tanned = sun was tremendously HOT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And what else.... I got kisses from the nursing student....last night. Not the chocolate kind! Although I'm definitely not ready for a relationship right.this.second....it's nice to keep my mind moving forward and be able to open my heart (not anything else :P ) to someone else. And I'm definitely taking some dating book advice....and millionaire match-maker advice. Keep the drinking to a minimum, no sex before monogamy, get to know the person and be respected. I've already laid out some of my requirements, and I know I have standards.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anywho! Like I said, it's nice to be moving forward :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6644172981204319151-2920166239112930635?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/2920166239112930635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/06/loonnnnngggg-weekend.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/2920166239112930635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/2920166239112930635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/06/loonnnnngggg-weekend.html' title='The Loonnnnngggg Weekend!'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-5986781702450336043</id><published>2010-05-27T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T11:29:50.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Would you like salt with your margarita?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy hour in 3 hours yesssss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I had quite the workout yesterday...I washed my car yesterday when I got home from work, went to boot camp, helped my friend move, and then got in the swimming pool! I was definitely not wanting to get up this morning :) Only a little sore though which is great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Not a ton going on at work today- but it's nice to see the market up at the moment! One of my co-workers left to Chicago today. There's a little stress in the office because the guy that's on vacay isn't bringing in a lot of business : /. Prob not the best time to go on vacation buddy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anywho! Right now I'm focused on work &amp;amp; helping my friend H. She moved out of her apt. when her BF was out of town. They've been talking about her moving out for quite some time, but he always finds a way to rope her back in. Her family visited last weekend, and I think they helped her to "see the light." Which I'm glad - but it does take a lot of strength to leave someone. I'm glad that I can be there for her during all of this, I know I have relied on her for a lot recently too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;She's 32 and a little worried about finding the right person, being too old to have kids....etc. But I told her that being alone/single would be better than settling and being unhappy in a marriage. It's not worth getting divorced. I think she is young and vivacious enough to find love. I don't doubt it....I hope she can regain her confidence after moving out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;All I'm concerned about tonight is if there's enough salt on my margarita glass. I'd like to get to bed before 11 too. That'd be nice! Tylenol PM is a miracle worker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/6644172981204319151-5986781702450336043?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/5986781702450336043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/05/would-you-like-salt-with-your-margarita.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/5986781702450336043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/5986781702450336043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/05/would-you-like-salt-with-your-margarita.html' title='Would you like salt with your margarita?'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-6996332335726442509</id><published>2010-05-26T12:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T12:41:24.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Airplanes Lyrics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I really like this song, check out the lyrics :) The song itself is a little harsh (Eminem) but the chorus is what I mostly like about it....what would you wish for?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(101, 101, 101); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;Can we pretend that airplanes&lt;br /&gt;In the night sky&lt;br /&gt;Are like shooting stars&lt;br /&gt;I could really use a wish right now (wish right now, wish right now)&lt;br /&gt;Can we pretend that airplanes&lt;br /&gt;In the night sky&lt;br /&gt;Are like shooting stars&lt;br /&gt;I could really use a wish right now (wish right now, wish right now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(B.o.B.- Verse 1)&lt;br /&gt;Yo&lt;br /&gt;I could use a dream or a genie or a wish&lt;br /&gt;To go back to a place much simpler than this&lt;br /&gt;Cause after all the partying&lt;br /&gt;The smashing and crashing&lt;br /&gt;And all the glitz and the glam and fashion&lt;br /&gt;And after all the pandemonium and all the madness&lt;br /&gt;There comes a time when you fade to the blackness&lt;br /&gt;When you're staring at the phone in your lap&lt;br /&gt;And hopin' but them people never call you back&lt;br /&gt;But that's just how the story unfolds&lt;br /&gt;You get another hand&lt;br /&gt;Soon after you fold&lt;br /&gt;And when your plans unravel in the sand&lt;br /&gt;What would you wish for if you had one chance?&lt;br /&gt;So airplanes airplanes&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I'm late&lt;br /&gt;I'm on my way&lt;br /&gt;So don't close that gate&lt;br /&gt;If I don't make that&lt;br /&gt;Than I switch my flight&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be right back at it&lt;br /&gt;By the end of the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus - Hayley Williams)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[B.o.B - Verse 2]&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;Somebody take me back to the day's&lt;br /&gt;Before this was a job&lt;br /&gt;Before I got paid&lt;br /&gt;Before it ever mattered what I had in my bank&lt;br /&gt;Yeah back when i was trying to get a tip at Subway&lt;br /&gt;Back when I was rapping for the hell of it&lt;br /&gt;But now days we rapping to stay relevant&lt;br /&gt;I'm guessing that if we can make some wishes out of airplanes&lt;br /&gt;Then maybe oh maybe I'll go back to the days&lt;br /&gt;Before the politics there we call the rap game&lt;br /&gt;And back where ain't nobody listened to my mixtape&lt;br /&gt;And back before I tried to cover up my slang&lt;br /&gt;But this is for the killer&lt;br /&gt;What's up Bobby Ray&lt;br /&gt;So can I get a wish to end the politics&lt;br /&gt;And get back to the music that started this shit&lt;br /&gt;So here I stand&lt;br /&gt;And then again i say&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping we can make some wishes out of airplanes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus - Hayley Williams]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Eminem - Verse 3]&lt;br /&gt;Let's pretend Marshall never picked up a pen&lt;br /&gt;Let's pretend things would have been no different&lt;br /&gt;Pretend people procrastinated had no motivation&lt;br /&gt;Pretend he just made excuses that was so paper thin&lt;br /&gt;They could blow away with the wind&lt;br /&gt;Marshall you never gonna make it&lt;br /&gt;Makes no sense to play the game&lt;br /&gt;It ain't no way that you'll win&lt;br /&gt;Pretend he just stand out side all day and play with his friends&lt;br /&gt;Pretend he even had a friend to say was his friend&lt;br /&gt;And it wasn't time to move and schools weren't changing again&lt;br /&gt;He wasnt socially awakard and just strange as a kid&lt;br /&gt;He had a father&lt;br /&gt;And his mother wasn't crazy as shit&lt;br /&gt;And he never dreamed he can ripped stadiums&lt;br /&gt;He just lazy as shit&lt;br /&gt;Fuck a talent show in the gymnasium bitch&lt;br /&gt;You wont amount to shit&lt;br /&gt;Quit daydreaming kid&lt;br /&gt;You need to get your cranium checked&lt;br /&gt;You're thinking like an alien&lt;br /&gt;It just ain't realistic&lt;br /&gt;Now pretend they ain't just making him angry with this shit&lt;br /&gt;And there was no one he could even aim when hes pissed with&lt;br /&gt;And his alarm went off to wake him&lt;br /&gt;But he didnt make it to the rap Olympics&lt;br /&gt;Slept through his plane and he missed it.&lt;br /&gt;Hes gonna have a hard time explaining to Haley and Laney&lt;br /&gt;These food stamps and WIC shit&lt;br /&gt;Cause he never risked shit he hoped and he wished it&lt;br /&gt;But it didnt fall in his lap so he aint even here he pretends that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;[End]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6644172981204319151-6996332335726442509?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/6996332335726442509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/05/airplanes-lyrics.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/6996332335726442509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/6996332335726442509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/05/airplanes-lyrics.html' title='Airplanes Lyrics'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-2548129687375421328</id><published>2010-05-26T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T12:05:58.171-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving...Not I!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Hump Day :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I don't have a ton of news today... which I think is a good thing! No news on my end anyway...the crown I got for my tooth still hurts &amp;amp; I'm starting to sleep a little better!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I have a good friend of mine, H from Ohio, who is moving out of her apartment with her now boyfriend. I know this is going to be a tough move for her since she has lived with him go the past 6 months. Things got a little rocky when they moved from Ohio to Texas together. She felt as though she moved her under false pretenses, after living with him and having more insight based on months of observation. They had planned to move here and get engaged- but she felt some of the red flags that have gone up should deter her from this decision. I can't imagine how tough that would be...making such serious plans that you can't bring yourself to agree to anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I think she's making the right decision - after all, who really wants to settle in to something, let alone get married to someone that they are not completely happy with? Trust me, I'm taking my own advice here too, based on what I have gone through. I think, out of the 6 billion people in this world, we can both find someone who will love us for who we are, be honest with us, and want to grow together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Kinda crazy - but the apartment right next to mine opened up and she will be moving in to it! So we will be neighbors! Also weird...I never knew the people next to me had moved out....I thought they still lived there. Sneaky sneaky!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The new boy is still nice, just SUPER busy with school....I'm still sorting the things that I want in a man out in my head...it's just taking some time. I want to spend time with someone...I think this requires a man with a career....it's okay to always have goals - but an income for a man is a necessity and part of the whole 'providing' mindset. If he doesn't have the "who he is, what he does, and how much he makes," he'll be too busy to focus on a relationship (Steve Harvey).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So. My agenda = work, eat, sleep, work out, happy hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/6644172981204319151-2548129687375421328?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/2548129687375421328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/05/movingnot-i.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/2548129687375421328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/2548129687375421328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/05/movingnot-i.html' title='Moving...Not I!'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-7181092829031387908</id><published>2010-05-25T11:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T12:02:22.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This week's going kind of SLOW. Not sure at this point if it's a good thing or a bad thing. I'm starting to study for a series 7 exam....they pull 250 questions from 20,000 questions for the 6 hour test. Sounds like fun... : /&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think when you have the "school" mentality, things go slower. Anywho... I think it's nice to slow down sometimes. I need  the rest! Plus it gives you some time to catch up with friends, family...that's what I've been doing. I finally got a hold of a few friends via email- which at this point is fine...different cities, lives, etc. But it's not that hard to keep in communication - people just have to make time for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The new boy is very nice...not sure if it will go anywhere - to be honest, I don't think I'm ready for something else, a new relationship. It's hard for me to just date people....I'm a serial monogamist :) I kinda like it that way...but when something has gone bad you gotta get out - no matter how much time you've put in to it. Once something becomes destructive - try to get out with as much of yourself as possible. I've definitely changed - experiences, people, relationships....just following my own direction right now. It brings clarity to move away, to pick and choose your friends, to give time to the people that really matter....it's a wonderful thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like I've told you all I listen to a lot of sermons from the FIRST NLR (North Little Rock - Assembly of God Church) podcasts. They're wonderful...they also bring a lot of clarity to my life at times when people are either asking for info or just want to know if they can get a piece of the drama. God sees everything! We don't have to punish people with our words or actions...they'll understand when they have their judgement day. Either way - it's such a relieving thing when you can "put it in God's hands"- it's tough, but when you realize it's not up to you, your whole world and well-being can change!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6644172981204319151-7181092829031387908?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/7181092829031387908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/05/this-weeks-going-kind-of-slow.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/7181092829031387908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/7181092829031387908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/05/this-weeks-going-kind-of-slow.html' title=''/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-7424805985863131799</id><published>2010-05-24T14:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T14:18:26.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Monday everyone :) How was the weekend? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday I got off work and went to find my friend D a birthday outfit! We got her a cute long black/floral maxi dress and some pretty accessories to match. We went to a couple bars and definitely danced our butts off haha. Fun night - there were about 12 of us to celebrate. I got home perty late and had to wake up Saturday for my infrared body wrap!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday I spent driving and chatting - went to go get my infrared body wrap done, do a little shopping, and see a former teammate of mine... Okay so the body wrap...what is it? The older version removes water weight- this is a combination of removing water weight, but at the same time using infrared to metabolize fat cells. Does it work? I felt a difference afterwards...definitely felt tighter - but was EXTREMELY sweaty. You wear sweats while in the wrap....they basically have pads that heat up around your arms, legs, and midsection. If I had to describe the heat...it went from Austin summer, Houston summer, to Amazon summer haha - it was pretty intense the last ten minutes. Apparently you're supposed to burn 1,200 calories during the 55 minutes....and trust me, I believe it! I'm glad I tried it, but it's definitely intense!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I felt like for a majority of the weekend my body was burning calories - I wasn't very hungry and  just wanted to drink. It was interesting...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anywho - after my body wrap I looked great! Not...I was a sweatttty mess! But I had to take advantage of the outlet mall so I went anyway haha. I got a pink polo dress :) After shopping I stopped by to see a former teammate of mine and her mom. We ended up having dinner, talking, catching up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday! Made brunch, cleaned up, caught up with some people....then I hung out with the new boy! Poor thing was sick so I brought him over some popsicles :) He's soooo sweet and (from what I can tell) an open book. He's very honest from what I can tell....no red flags yet- but with what I've been through - I definitely have an eye out! He's in nursing school, goes to class - has similar interests - he's 26, plays soccer, athletic...he just keeps sounding better and better. Hopefully he gets healthy soon so we can enjoy the sushi and vodka we both love sooo much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6644172981204319151-7424805985863131799?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/7424805985863131799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-monday-everyone-how-was-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/7424805985863131799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/7424805985863131799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-monday-everyone-how-was-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-8201508639542166677</id><published>2010-05-19T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T11:17:34.011-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5.19.10</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/S_QqiYDpkbI/AAAAAAAAASI/3BRjF8b0VC4/s1600/12858_538186174009_57801352_31937656_3343686_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/S_QqiYDpkbI/AAAAAAAAASI/3BRjF8b0VC4/s320/12858_538186174009_57801352_31937656_3343686_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473046217223672242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a dentist appointment today at 7 a.m. - I had 2 appointments Monday and took the whole day off- but you can't do that everyday :( boo. Anyway, I needed a crown - anyone ever had one? It was on one of my back molars - I got this sealant crap in elementary school and I think it's the reason I'm having problems now. When the dentist checks you for cavities, he taps on the top of your teeth to look for soft spots. I think the sealant disguised some problems - leaving me to deal with them at age 23. Sucks. Anyone else have this happen? I smell a lawsuit...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I feel like someone stabbed me in the jaw today. I have some errands to run after work and then a nap, and then boot camp........: / ouch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Genetically - my mouth has been a lot of work...I'm missing teeth (2) I have veneers, crowns, bridges....it's really amazing and worth about $10,000 and counting. But...I do believe that your smile is absolutely important. If you have a confident smile, I think people open up to you more and it shows happiness and emotion. So regardless of the pain and $ I'm glad that I can take care of my messed up mouth!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A little info - the new boy is 26, has a bachelors degree in biomedical science and is working on his nursing degree. He's super sweet :) You already know anyone going in to a field like that has patience and compassion for people. I'm excited to see where this goes &amp;amp; it's nice to not be thinking about the ex for a while. Even though he still pops up in my dreams and thoughts, it's not in reality, for that I am thankful. I have someone being really sweet to me, that's what I'm going to focus on and that's how it should always be. Remember ladies though - when he's hot (like in the beginning when you're hot for each other) he's trying to manipulate you - when he's cold, that's really him. Pay attention - people try to show you who they really are - believe them the first time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6644172981204319151-8201508639542166677?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/8201508639542166677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/05/51910.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/8201508639542166677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/8201508639542166677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/05/51910.html' title='5.19.10'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/S_QqiYDpkbI/AAAAAAAAASI/3BRjF8b0VC4/s72-c/12858_538186174009_57801352_31937656_3343686_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-309202800273489147</id><published>2010-05-18T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T08:35:23.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just wanted to say I love my Mom this morning!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/S_KxibjoBCI/AAAAAAAAASA/nmHEINCSbn0/s1600/n57801352_31419320_3288.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/S_KxibjoBCI/AAAAAAAAASA/nmHEINCSbn0/s320/n57801352_31419320_3288.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472631702279423010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was on our way to go skydiving  late Dec. 2008 - so much fun! My brother was first out of the plane, then my Mom, I was last. My Dad gets motion sickness, so he waited on the ground and took pictures of us :) It was amazing - I suggest you go if you haven't been yet! We went to Sky Dive San Marcos- it wasn't the prettiest view - but I was just wondering what hit me when we jumped out of the plane- oh yeah, 140 mph winds!! Haha. You can't control anything - there's one position and you stick to that. We all got DVD's...they're hilarious. My landing was pretty comical - he never told me to put my legs down hahaa  - so he landed on his feet and I landed on my butt - it was tandem - so we were definitely connected - I took him down with me poor guy! Ah well...I made it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuesdayyy.....A lot going on today - work, getting my nails done! :), pilates, then I'm watching The Hills and The City. The drama I watch TV in order to avoid it in real life! Tomorrow - I have to get a crown :( lovely day at the dentist starting at 7 a.m., then work, boot camp, sleep. Thursday I have a seminar downtown I'm going to at the Hilton - 9-3pm...long day! Friday fun day :) friends and drinking. Saturday is my infrared body wrap - I'll be sure to review it! and Saturday I'm meeting up with the NEW boy!! Yippeee! He shares the same love for sushi that I do...and vodka - oh yeah, we had similar majors in college &amp;amp; our grandmothers have the same name? Weird...I know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lots of exciting things this week, why? Because I want life to be exciting! It takes some effort, but anyone can be happy if they choose. Hope ya'lls week is as happy as you want it to be!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6644172981204319151-309202800273489147?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/309202800273489147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/05/tuesday.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/309202800273489147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/309202800273489147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/05/tuesday.html' title='Tuesday :)'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/S_KxibjoBCI/AAAAAAAAASA/nmHEINCSbn0/s72-c/n57801352_31419320_3288.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-8174062870576869018</id><published>2010-05-17T11:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T11:18:27.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scattered...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;My last post was definitely all over the place...which is kind of where I'm at at the moment - but I'm okay with it. I think I'm just trying to keep myself distracted and moving forward- and both are happening...in a good way.&lt;br /&gt;This weekend was great - I squeezed in a lot of different activities and friend time! Friday was pretty chill - I was exhausted from the week &amp;amp; ended up hanging out with a couple of friends with some modelos :) we watched some re-run TV and chatted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday&lt;/b&gt; was a pretty chill day too - it was rainy and dreary all day and extremely hard to get motivated. I ended up going on a blind date Saturday night at this chic little sushi place in The Woodlands. Let's just say there won't be a second date! Of course I got there a couple of minutes early and went to the bar for a $10 martini - date was on time - no worries there. But when he walked in he went straight to the hostess stand and walked around awkwardly for a minute before finding me...oops! He wanted to get a table and some sushi- so...okay let's do it! He was 35...and I felt like he was too old! I've been wanting to date older - but he just wasn't polished. Jeans, t-shirt, flip flops...just wasn't all coming together for him. Pretty good conversation- but nothing really became of it! Both looking for different things.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway- I headed back towards home after that! Oh yeah, he didn't drink and had a long history of alcoholism in his family - I felt really spectacular drinking my martini right in front of him..oops. I needed a couple more drinks after that date - haha so I went and hung out with some friends &amp;amp; had some sparkling riesling. Always fun to pop a cork!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;Sunday - My friend H made me sign up for Match.com Fri... - I did their 3-day trial (that's where the blind date came from) and a new boy I've been talking to - who is oddly enough my neighbor! (He lives in the apt next to mine). Kind of crazy! I'll keep you all updated- I told him last night - I haven't been single for very long, but I have been done for a while. After infidelity and trust issues- it's just never the same. We have a LOT in common. I'm excited! My Match.com-ing is over for now...they say 1 in 5 relationships start out that way! Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;I had a couple of friends that met on eHarmony and they got married and were perfect for each other! There's hope :) I'm not using the website to get over my ex- that was a personal decision on my part to move on- but it's a nice way of networking (sometimes). Always be careful what you are telling people online. It's always safest to keep your identity and where you live a secret before you know and trust the other person. Always tell a friend where you're going and what time when you head out to a blind date! Always meet in a public place. Be smart ladies! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6644172981204319151-8174062870576869018?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/8174062870576869018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/05/scattered.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/8174062870576869018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/8174062870576869018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/05/scattered.html' title='Scattered...'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-3198699151097222813</id><published>2010-05-13T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T14:17:01.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving On</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;You must move on when manipulation is the game!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;It's going to take a lot of strength and reinforcement to keep this guy away. I know he'll attempt to come back or at least say his peace - but he doesn't deserve that. He treated me like a game he was playing and he was good at it. I thought he was someone else. I am going to hold myself accountable on this one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;I'm more than excited to be out of such a life-sucking relationship! I particularly like to get back on the horse and be my confident, life-loving self. Ever heard that Fergie song.....Clumsy? Here are some lyrics that I always like listening to after a break up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="line-height: 22px; font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;You know, this isn't the first time this has happened to me&lt;br /&gt;This love sick thing&lt;br /&gt;I like serious relationships and a&lt;br /&gt;A girl like me dont stay single for long&lt;br /&gt;Cuz everytime a boyfriend and I break up&lt;br /&gt;My world is crushed and I'm all alone&lt;br /&gt;The love bug crawls right back up and bites me and I'm back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 22px; font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;Love this song :) And it's true! I believe if you are confident and have a real passion for life you will have no problems finding love. Particularly if you are smart, kind, intelligent, HONEST, and loving. Those are hard to find now a days!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;Today includes happy hour which is always exciting. I'm thinking margaritas and queso! I'm meeting up with a couple of girlfriends which will be nice too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;I had boot camp yesterday- some of the exercises are getting easier, and some others- not so much. I'm not a big fan of jumping jacks. How to set your calves on fire = run for 2 minutes, do jumping jacks for 2 minutes, jump rope for 2 minutes. Repeat. That's how we start our classes and no matter how much I stretch before hand my calves SCREAM at me. You should try it :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;One thing I really have improved on is push-ups. We start standing up, bend over and walk your hands out to plank position. We do 3 push-ups and then walk your hands back towards your feet and slowly roll-up. We do a few of these and she mixes them in throughout the class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;I've also been drinkin green tea lately- I like it cold - the Arizona Green Tea is yummy (It's not made in Arizona, it's just the company - no need to boycott). EGCG is epigallocatechin 3-gallate. Ever wondered what that stuff is? Quick science lesson...EGCG is a catechin - which works as an antioxidant in the body. It's pretty cool stuff. An antioxidant works by slowing the oxidation of other molecules. Oxidation that can be harmful is for example - someone is an alcoholic - levels of oxidative stress go up in the liver because consuming alcohol everyday reduces the amount of antioxidants.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;I may have lost you - but EGCG may help repair things like liver damage, and contribute to your overall health with it's antioxidant properties. If you like green tea, drink up! Or for you that are really savvy - you can even get cupcakes with green tea frosting. YUM!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/S-xsMIKpDvI/AAAAAAAAAR4/mkegD1c8QDg/s1600/gt.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/S-xsMIKpDvI/AAAAAAAAAR4/mkegD1c8QDg/s320/gt.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470866602954657522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/6644172981204319151-3198699151097222813?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/3198699151097222813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/05/moving-on.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/3198699151097222813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/3198699151097222813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/05/moving-on.html' title='Moving On'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/S-xsMIKpDvI/AAAAAAAAAR4/mkegD1c8QDg/s72-c/gt.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-4899717203216503858</id><published>2010-05-12T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T08:13:27.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Later This Week</title><content type='html'>Happy hour might not be a bad idea tomorrow...Thursday....Friday I'm going to check out this candlelight yoga class - it's free! I think I'm going to go with my friend H. How perfect. I need to relax now more than ever. My head is spinning. I don't have any weekend plans other than to lay in bed, by the pool....be as lazy as possible and catch up on some sleep and some sun. I'm not sure I've ever set a goal to be as lazy as possible. But I'm okay with it right now. Sleep is productivity at this point.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I deactivated my facebook account too. I think it's a good thing to disconnect for a while. Some of the people prying in to my life need to stop. I think I just need to create a new account. It seems almost impossible to go through and have your privacy settings so tight that you have specific people only viewing specific things. It's too much effort - but when you have your pictures stolen - you do things like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am disconnecting from that internet world. I have my iPhone, my email and my blog. That's enough for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6644172981204319151-4899717203216503858?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/4899717203216503858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/05/later-this-week.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/4899717203216503858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/4899717203216503858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/05/later-this-week.html' title='Later This Week'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-6142259641960324251</id><published>2010-05-12T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T07:37:23.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Out</title><content type='html'>So..what do you do when you have someone in your life manipulating the HELL out of you? You end it. 1 week ago A (the boy who I was trying to work things out with) was telling me he loved me, and was thinking about starting a life here. He talked about the future, specifics on how he wanted his life to be.....drew me in. He knew he was losing me and would say whatever came to mind that sounded good to keep me on the hook.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found out last night that he's been talking to another girl since March. Yep! If this isn't enough for me to get past his bullsh*t and move on...what is? He may not come and go as he pleases, that's not how it works.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was my horoscope this morning:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 20.0px 0.0px; line-height: 21.0px; font: 14.0px Arial"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;New beginnings aren't just your specialty -- they're your very favorite state of affairs! Fortunately, that's exactly what's on the agenda right now, thanks to an impending offer that is pretty sweet. It may be so sweet, in fact, that you're tempted to jump on it right away. Moving quickly might not be a bad idea, but taking the time to check out the details first doesn't hurt.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You've got to stand firm for your values today -- no matter what the cost. You may briefly be tempted to fold, but you know that some battles are worth losing if you get to keep your dignity.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also signed up for the First NLR email verses - here's what I got this morning:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From the book of Mark:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="0" cols="0" cellpadding="10"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td rowspan="1" colspan="1" align="left" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: rgb(98, 98, 98); font-size: 8pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(98, 98, 98); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 8pt; font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:78%;color:#626262;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Lamp on a Stand&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;21He said to them, "Do you bring in a lamp to put it under a bowl or a bed? Instead, don't you put it on its stand? 22For whatever is hidden is meant to be disclosed, and whatever is concealed is meant to be brought out into the open. 23If anyone has ears to hear, let him hear."  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;24"Consider carefully what you hear," he continued. "With the measure you use, it will be measured to you-and even more. 25Whoever has will be given more; whoever does not have, even what he has will be taken from him."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;I have no doubt God put A in my life to bring me closer to him - I am close to him - I have a strong faith. He said okay- I think you've had enough of this lesson, and it's time to move on. That's where free will comes in. And I am choosing to be happy, to better myself and to get out of a seriously bad and harmful relationship. Sometimes it takes a situation to be thrown in your face for you to get it. It's my choice to see it or not! I see it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;I will remember looking back on May 12, 2010 that my life has changed for the better. I am taking the opportunity that is right in front of my face to improve my relationship with God and myself. Listening to your instincts may be one of the smartest things you ever do...and even smarter when you have evidence to prove them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6644172981204319151-6142259641960324251?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/6142259641960324251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/05/getting-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/6142259641960324251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/6142259641960324251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/05/getting-out.html' title='Getting Out'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-1659894841510780966</id><published>2010-05-11T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T11:03:01.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Advice...</title><content type='html'>Where do you turn when you need advice? Lately I've been listening to a lot of sermons...a pastor that's in Little Rock Arkansas actually. His name is Rod Loy and he's awesome! The website is  http://www.firstnlrpodcast.com/ ...I don't think you have to be a certain religion to listen to these. He simply just talks about God, and a lesson/teaching. From attitude, to relationships, and forgiveness.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I myself am Catholic, but I've been to a non-denominational church, an Episcopalian church, and have even seen some Muslim and Buddhist practices. Just because I grew up in the Catholic church and learned the traditions, etc. does not mean that specific religion is right for me. What I do know is that I believe there is a God and that he has plenty to teach us. I like listening to the sermons instead of gossiping or talking to people I'm not sure have my best interest at heart...I know it makes me a better person too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't think it's possible for us to be here without God. The body is amazingly complex...I don't see how we could be created any other way. I studied biochemistry in college, but not once did I think....well that's how we  must have gotten here...there's no way! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, if you are in need of some advice or wondering what to do, those sermons are about 30-45 mins and it's the sermon/message only which is nice. Sometimes I feel like the music, asking for money, etc. can get a little overwhelming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope you all have a wonderful day, I signed up for free yoga this Friday and then my body wrap next Saturday the 22nd. I'll let you know how it goes! Pilates tonight, and boot camp Wednesday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6644172981204319151-1659894841510780966?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/1659894841510780966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/05/advice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/1659894841510780966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/1659894841510780966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/05/advice.html' title='Advice...'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-2843970658734385793</id><published>2010-05-10T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T08:28:45.479-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Monday All</title><content type='html'>One week from today I have Monday off! Yippee! Well sort of...days off = must be productive. So I have 2 Dr. appointments that day. Definitely needing to get my yearly check ups, dental cleaning, etc. No fun....but just personal maintenance I guess!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I bought a Groupon today....I'm going to try out the body wrap treatment. Of course I'll let you know how it goes! Supposedly all the stars do it before red carpets and such. They say you can lose up to 12 inches in one session, something CRAZY like that! Thought it would be fun to try for $29 though!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What are you all up to this week? I have my shows to watch, my classes to go to, happy hours to attend.... should be a fun week! Let's hope it flies by :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was kind of upset last night when The City came on.....I didn't feel like MTV promoted it at all! I'm glad I got to see the episode- and of course the shows play 150 million times on re-run so it's not too big of a deal. Just sayin MTV...I had no idea! For those of you that watch.....Olivia is trying to sabotage Whitney! Whitney is soooo sweet and a talented designer. Olivia's not gonna last long with that kind of drama! What goes around comes around missy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I've been thinking....of what kind of person would make me the most happy. Someone that could actually contribute to my happiness instead of feeding off of it! I drive by a 24 hr fitness al the time on my way to work &amp;amp; home. I might move in with my friend H - saving me around $300 a month! Pretty awesome. I was thinking that I've been an athlete since I could walk! I want to be with someone that is dedicated to keeping in shape, working out, wants to ride bikes, walk the trails, etc. I think the gym is a good place to meet people and they would obvs live in the area to have a membership there. We shall see, I'll keep ya'll updated on that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6644172981204319151-2843970658734385793?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/2843970658734385793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-monday-all.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/2843970658734385793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/2843970658734385793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-monday-all.html' title='Happy Monday All'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-8331458660367740250</id><published>2010-05-09T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T21:02:14.474-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mother&apos;s Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='changing blog title'/><title type='text'>New TITLE!</title><content type='html'>YAY! I'm really excited to change the title of my blog...why? New Beginnings rang entirely too true sometimes. I felt like my life (although life never really is) was changing by the day. Am I thinking too much to think that my blog title has a direct link to what's going on in my life? Maybe. But anywho...I felt like every time I turned around someone said "new beginnings" or we made a toast to "new beginnings." I like that life is ever changing and evolving - but is it bad to just want life to slow down for a minute or have some consistency? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the title "Happy By Choice" because I feel that's what I am. I find and appreciate the little things in life - and I believe it is how you look at things, your own personal perception of this wonderful world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Beginnings rang too true with my boy situation- indecisive...unable to make a decision as to where he wants to live life, pursue work, pursue love. Every where he turned there would be a new start too...something new- job, where he lived....etc. I told him I wanted nothing to do with his LIFE decision. He's too easily influenced. When people are like that you are surely to get blamed at some point because they listened to your advice, did not think for themselves, and did what you said- regardless of how they feel at the time and then tell you they're confused. Well so am I. I'm not upset about anything - if he's where I am we can work on things. If he's not, we're done. You rebuild trust by observation (being in the same place).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on. Went to Austin this weekend to hang with Mom :) We went to my hair apt on Saturday. Always fun/therapy considering I've been going to the same lovely lady since high school. Post beautifying, sushi! I had the tiger eye roll, spicy salmon for mommy. After sushi my Mom wanted to meet up with some of her girlfriends for drinks/appetizers/shopping :) After that we went down to Ruth's Chris for more appetizers and drinks - Dad included.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday we spent with breakfast, golf, and then lunch and shopping at Nordstrom's. My mom had a great weekend - filled with lots of QT! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                    I hope you all had a wonderful weekend, and your moms had a wonderful Mother's Day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6644172981204319151-8331458660367740250?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/8331458660367740250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/05/new-title.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/8331458660367740250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/8331458660367740250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/05/new-title.html' title='New TITLE!'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-1310928280844694017</id><published>2010-05-07T08:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T08:22:51.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Got to See to Believe</title><content type='html'>I'm referring to the yo-yo of a boy I have, the roller coaster, call it what you will. He said he was going to move here- hence us trying to work on things. What does he come at me with? I don't know if I moved here for the right reasons, etc. etc.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pack up your sh*t and go wherever the f you want. Who's stopping you? Who ever offers him a job first is where he's going. That sounds like a great idea.............................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At this point. Even if he DOES live here - which isn't final yet and he's having second thoughts...I don't think I want to be with him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Told you my instincts were probably RIGHT. They always are. That is probably the single most important thing that I've learned throughout this ordeal. My instincts= correct. And they are that he's not who he appears to be, who he says he is, what he wants to become. Lost or not...I don't think he's a stand up guy. I love this blog because I can look back and see how I was feeling 6 months ago. He's inconsistent and unable to make decisions for himself. Saying he's so busy, and pressed for time. BS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are plenty of other people out there, what...6 billion? I'm pretty sure I can find one capable of making life decisions while having a good attitude. This guy's about to lose the biggest supporter, lover, and companion he will ever have. I know what I have to offer and he's not ready for it. Will he ever be? He expects me to be in limbo while he makes his decision? That my dears is not fair. If he were to live here - that'd be the only possible way of working on things bc of his past. I don't trust him, and the way to gain trust is to observe someone doing the right thing a bunch of times. If he lives in Austin I won't sleep at night. He will, but I won't. Whether he's doing the right thing or not, I don't know and at this point am losing the will to care.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want my key back, I want to move on with my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6644172981204319151-1310928280844694017?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/1310928280844694017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/05/got-to-see-to-believe.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/1310928280844694017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/1310928280844694017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/05/got-to-see-to-believe.html' title='Got to See to Believe'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-3406085317408860753</id><published>2010-05-04T13:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T13:59:37.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm excited about Cinco de Mayo, are you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/S-CKeSHhmFI/AAAAAAAAARc/rOSpeYw1hIA/s1600/april+may5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 207px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/S-CKeSHhmFI/AAAAAAAAARc/rOSpeYw1hIA/s320/april+may5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467522200491890770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think I'll be over @ the boy's rent's house making tacos, margaritas, queso, and guacamole! Yummmm! What are you doing??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6644172981204319151-3406085317408860753?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/3406085317408860753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-excited-about-cinco-de-mayo-are-you.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/3406085317408860753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/3406085317408860753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-excited-about-cinco-de-mayo-are-you.html' title=''/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/S-CKeSHhmFI/AAAAAAAAARc/rOSpeYw1hIA/s72-c/april+may5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-4248029547806523775</id><published>2010-05-03T14:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T14:21:40.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mondays...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My mom sent me an email this morning.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"After Monday and Tuesday, even the calendar says W T F."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So true and so cute :) Hope you all are having a wonderful Monday, despite the fact that it is indeed Monday. But look at it this way - tomorrow is Tuesday and Wednesday is Cinco de Mayo! Or as I would say (unintentionally- just poor Spanish skills) "Cinco de Drinko!" Anywho I'm excited about it. I'll be making some Mexican cuisine - tacos, homemade guacamole. YUM!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This Monday has been okay so far- I'm a little weirded out about some things going on in my life - or with the boy I guess. I have some strange instincts rolling around inside my head but I can't for the life of me figure out what's going on. I feel like I'm blind folded and about to eat some fear factor goodies...anxious, timid, a little scared. What's going on? I haven't a clue. We talked about some things last night- maybe it's just me trying to put 2 and 2 together...but my instincts have been dead on thus far with him. Don't know if this anxiety should be good or bad?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I think I just need to continue working, living my life, etc.....and just focus on myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This weekend went well- we went to my friend K's Drinko de Mayo party...SO much fun :) We had those fun little mustaches on and were drinking frozen margs all night while we watched the Mosley/Mayweather fight. I grew up with this girl and we always have a blast hanging out together, so glad I got to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sunday we had lunch (the boy n I) and played some golf with my parents. He's been working on a relationship with them and I'm very happy about that. It's nice that we're all getting to that same page- where you need to be with families to make relationships work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'll let you all know if anything comes to the surface that confirms (or doesn't confirm) my instincts/strange feelings.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I did kill a spider this morning....that was weird too. It just started crawling right at me when I was in my bathroom this morning. My windex was in the kitchen...so I had to chase it with a wad of TP.....EW. I REALLY dislike bugs. I think that's the only thing about living by myself, I wish I had someone to yell for and to kill bugs haha. I don't like doing it. Anyway- the TP didn't do much so I ran for my sandal in my closet to make sure he was smooshed. Gross! I almost didn't need my coffee after that little booger made my skin crawl. Thanks mother nature.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/6644172981204319151-4248029547806523775?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/4248029547806523775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/05/mondays.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/4248029547806523775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/4248029547806523775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/05/mondays.html' title='Mondays...'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-2181978461377531935</id><published>2010-04-30T12:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T12:16:04.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/S9ssWSVcsLI/AAAAAAAAARU/BdbJqrAIvXQ/s1600/bach3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/S9ssWSVcsLI/AAAAAAAAARU/BdbJqrAIvXQ/s320/bach3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466011334134771890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Friday, Almost Weekend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tonight my apartment is having bingo night....which could mean free rent? Gosh I hope so...would be nice to have some extra $$! Luck of the numbers eh? If I win tonight I think I'm gonna go buy a lottery ticket too :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Monday I played golf and had an eagle! We were playing a par 4 (meaning, 4 is what you're supposed to make on the hole, 3 is a birdie, 2 is an eagle, 1 is a double eagle) and I hit it in from 130 yards for a 2! Pretty awesome. I was jumping up and down in the middle of the fairway haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today has kind of drug on...I had boot camp a couple of days ago and am miserably sore. I know I should go walk off my soreness, but it doesn't seem to be going anywhere....it's dark and dreary outside, rainy and windy. My hair (curled) went flat in about 2.5 seconds today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This weekend includes...bingo, and then Austin tomorrow for a friend's -Drinko de Mayo- party, margaritas included, I just have to show up and drink...how easy is that? Sounds pretty perfect to me! Sunday funday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh YEAH! My parents have been living in a condo and they just bought a house! I know how important it is to have space, especially living with someone else. I am so happy for them. They have sacrificed a lot for my brother and I and it's time they do something for themselves :) Way to go Mom &amp;amp; Dad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hope you guys have a fun, safe weekend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The pic above is from Regionals 2009 in Nebraska, hole #2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/6644172981204319151-2181978461377531935?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/2181978461377531935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-friday-almost-weekend-tonight-my.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/2181978461377531935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/2181978461377531935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-friday-almost-weekend-tonight-my.html' title=''/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/S9ssWSVcsLI/AAAAAAAAARU/BdbJqrAIvXQ/s72-c/bach3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-8038299303621189831</id><published>2010-04-29T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T11:59:38.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ready for this week to be over? What about you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/S9nW_r-2WZI/AAAAAAAAARM/dauZPkPZILI/s1600/photo-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 269px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/S9nW_r-2WZI/AAAAAAAAARM/dauZPkPZILI/s320/photo-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465636012417243538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6644172981204319151-8038299303621189831?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/8038299303621189831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/04/ready-for-this-week-to-be-over-what.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/8038299303621189831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/8038299303621189831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/04/ready-for-this-week-to-be-over-what.html' title=''/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/S9nW_r-2WZI/AAAAAAAAARM/dauZPkPZILI/s72-c/photo-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-5516039416077158956</id><published>2010-04-29T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T09:41:38.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursdayyyy</title><content type='html'>Hope everyone is having a fabulous Thursday thus far! Not too shabby over here. Just a little tired as usual...thinking too far in to the future, blah.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why is it that we try to control situations when we have absolutely no control at all? Worrying or over thinking will never change the outcome of a situation. The only thing we can actually control is ourselves, our words, and actions. Some people don't have control of those things, but most do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate dodging questions from "friends".....I changed a facebook photo and I get a bunch of texts/emails trying to pull information out of me. Stop. You didn't care how I was or what I was doing a week ago. And so, no...you don't get the scoop now so you have drama or information to talk about and spread. Rude. I guess its the mind your own  business thing...why can't people just be there for you without knowing exactly what's going on? Well...I have a few people in my life like that - and they are the true friends I presume.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This whole "life" thing and growing up is interesting...where to live, where to work...what to buy, what to do. For some reason it doesn't scare me. I do have a job and a great support system. But I also trust in my abilities and networking skills. With people...not online. I have a friend looking for a job at the moment, but it makes a huge difference- when you go see the people and personally hand them your resume instead of just shooting them an email with an attachment. Got to physically get out there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life is good and there are plenty of things to be thankful for. There's a lot of rain in the forecast, but I'm actually excited about it. Sleeping in on Saturday will be nice. I get to see some good friends on Saturday night also :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next weekend is mother's day...what are you all doing for it &amp;amp; what are you getting your momma?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm definitely looking forward to HH :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6644172981204319151-5516039416077158956?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/5516039416077158956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/04/thursdayyyy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/5516039416077158956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/5516039416077158956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/04/thursdayyyy.html' title='Thursdayyyy'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-7069439823454750087</id><published>2010-04-28T13:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T13:56:43.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend &amp; This Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This past weekend was a lot of fun! I think I'm still tired from it... need.sleep... Friday we went to the Old Town Spring Crawfish Festival- which may or not be appealing to some of you. A lot of people try to eat the crawfish really fast - some people don't like them, peeling them...they're called mud bugs? They are seasonal and they are a mix between shrimp and lobster (I feel like) but will never be "classy." You peel them with your fingers and get messy and drink a lot and have a great time. There will never be crawfish served at Ruth's Chris, and people won't peel them for you. If you can get past working hard for not a lot of food, you're in business. We basically tailgated before the festival, listened to some live music, hung out with friends, rode a couple carnival rides, ate fried things, and ate crawfish. I love this kind of event! It was only $9 to get in!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also went to Austin on Saturday for the Lonestar State Jam - country music festival. This is always fun to go to - it was a beautiful day, there were tons of friends and people I knew from Austin, and plenty of $5 beer. Expensive, but I'm livin life, so what the hell. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Both of these events ended a little earlier than expected because people we went with were having issues. Some they could control, some they couldn't. Either way, I think we made the best of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boy update: he's on his way to moving to the SAME city I am in. I know....we've never really lived in the same place. Think of the possibilities when our relationship doesn't have to exist over the phone anymore? I just knew with our trust issues, it wouldn't work long distance. He made the decision to come out here and look for a job. So I hope things work. He's giving us a fighting chance at least.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't been talking about things a whole lot with anyone...it's that sort of thing where you think you might jinx it or something...lifting your feet up as you cross the railroad tracks, or eating the whole fortune cookie before you open it. From the very beginning I thought this guy was the one...and man has he put me through hell. BUT. He is trying to make up for the hurt. And what can I say...the heart is a funny thing. We're trying to work on things and I told him...that we could once he made it here. His lease is up June 1 and he's already packing and moving...I think in a couple weeks he'll be here for good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night he went to pilates with me and brought soup, crackers, and some sweet tea for afterwards. We went down to the pool/patio area and had ourselves a little picnic. He's being really sweet- but a big part of this will be getting my parents back on the same page. And that's all him. For now...smiles :)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/S9idMMSXIOI/AAAAAAAAARE/AWLFIm_uFgI/s1600/LJ8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/S9idMMSXIOI/AAAAAAAAARE/AWLFIm_uFgI/s320/LJ8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465290980596326626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Lonestar State Jam - Austin, Texas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/S9idGAr5-KI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/ZHX_o90dZO0/s1600/craw8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/S9idGAr5-KI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/ZHX_o90dZO0/s320/craw8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465290874403027106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Crawfish Festival&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/S9ic9a8tTlI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/zvo6aik2ZvM/s1600/craw15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/S9ic9a8tTlI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/zvo6aik2ZvM/s320/craw15.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465290726833999442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lovely little critters don't you think!?&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/6644172981204319151-7069439823454750087?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/7069439823454750087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/04/weekend-this-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/7069439823454750087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/7069439823454750087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/04/weekend-this-week.html' title='Weekend &amp; This Week'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/S9idMMSXIOI/AAAAAAAAARE/AWLFIm_uFgI/s72-c/LJ8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-3363213240964934996</id><published>2010-04-19T10:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T10:57:47.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dr. Pepper Ribs - For Those Wanting the Recipe!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://homesicktexan.blogspot.com/2009/05/dr-pepper-ribs-sticky-spicy-and-sweet.html" target="_blank" style="color: rgb(0, 101, 204); "&gt;http://homesicktexan.blogspot.&lt;wbr&gt;com/2009/05/dr-pepper-ribs-&lt;wbr&gt;sticky-spicy-and-sweet.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is where I got the original recipe BTW.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's my modified version...I basically just use more of the sweet stuff than the spicy stuff. The pepper + cayenne pepper + chipotle powder can be overpowering!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Dr Pepper ribs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingredients:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the rub:&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup of salt&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup of black pepper   (I used 1/4 cup to measure but only fill it about 3/4 of the way)&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup of brown sugar (I used about 1/2 of cup here)&lt;br /&gt;4 teaspoons of mustard powder&lt;br /&gt;1/2 teaspoon of cayenne  (the 1/2 here is fine)&lt;br /&gt;2 teaspoons of chipotle powder (1 tsp)&lt;br /&gt;1/2 teaspoon of allspice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;We bought two small racks of beef ribs. We had each rack on a separate liner of tin foil and rubbed a bit of this on each side. Meat side up we formed boats with the tin foil and poured some DP over them. About 1/4 cup on each rack. We wrapped the foil, then put them in the oven right away at &lt;b&gt;300 degrees for an hour and a half. &lt;/b&gt;If you have 2 small racks I'd cut the rub recipe in half, I almost always have extra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;Next we made the glaze while the ribs were in the oven. I had it on low-medium heat- when soda boils it bubble super fast and can over flow if it gets too hot. I just let it simmer the whole time the ribs were in the oven and then turned it on low (as low without turning it off) when we had about 20-30 minutes left. By this time it should look like BBQ sauce. I wouldn't cut this recipe in half because when it thickens you'll have less than you thought you would. It looks and tastes like BBQ sauce.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;For the &lt;/span&gt;glaze&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;2 cups of Dr Pepper&lt;br /&gt;1 cup of ketchup&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup of mustard&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup of apple cider vinegar&lt;br /&gt;2 tablespoons of molasses (I added 1 tbs to this, so 3 tbs- cause I wanted it to be sweeter &amp;amp; thicker)&lt;br /&gt;2-4 teaspoons of chipotle powder (This is the only thing I modified...I used like 1 teaspoon)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;After the 1.5 hrs we took them out and put this glaze over the top of each rack and put them back in the oven for 25 minutes and cooked uncovered. We took them out after that- spread the remaining glaze and decided that the meat looked ready, so we ate them :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6644172981204319151-3363213240964934996?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/3363213240964934996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/04/dr-pepper-ribs-for-those-wanting-recipe.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/3363213240964934996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/3363213240964934996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/04/dr-pepper-ribs-for-those-wanting-recipe.html' title='Dr. Pepper Ribs - For Those Wanting the Recipe!'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-5224241065125412092</id><published>2010-04-19T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T09:16:32.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Reflect</title><content type='html'>The weekend was fun! I got talked in to going out on Friday night- but I had a great time anyway. I went to HH Thursday- then dinner &amp;amp; home - Friday we all had some drinks after I met up with my friend K in between H-town and Spring, TX. We had a great time hanging out again - and we're both experiencing some -what do I do with this boy stuff- stuff....fun.....nothing a margarita and queso doesn't cure :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday I drove to Baytown, Texas. Never been before! But definitely had a lot of fun. It rained everywhere that day apparently, but we got some sun and a couple hours by the pool! Lucky us! After pool time we all got ready for dinner. And I got everyone else ready for dinner too- 5 other girls! They like the way I do make-up and hair = I'm doing make-up and hair ha! So after everyone was glammed up - we headed to dinner. The 4 girls there all had the same major as me in college- biochemistry, it was a semi-reunion for us all. We had a great time. Dinner downtown Houston and then drinks at a bar. Not just any drinks! Buckets and yards. Apparently this bar likes to promote sharing!!! 1 bucket and 6 straws! The bucket says "The most fun you can have with your clothes on" --- this ended up being damn near true! We won a bucket for being in front of the stage for the contest to yell "I love this bar" as loud as you can- it was a dueling piano bar...so fun. We danced around like crazy people, drank our buckets and yards of what I think was rum? and all woke up with wicked hang overs :( Totally our faults and nothing to b*tch about :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday I spent shopping- needed to get out for a bit....retail therapy....When I got home at like 7 I was pretty much done for the evening! I went to sleep pretty early last night- but I think my mind isn't getting the rest it needs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's also cloudy, dark, dreary, and rainy outside and that is NOT helping me stay awake! Red Bull and the sun please :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope you all have a wonderful week! I'll post some pics from the party Fri soon :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6644172981204319151-5224241065125412092?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/5224241065125412092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/04/weekend-reflect.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/5224241065125412092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/5224241065125412092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/04/weekend-reflect.html' title='Weekend Reflect'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-6909619105649661660</id><published>2010-04-14T13:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T13:14:08.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hump Day?</title><content type='html'>I've been pretty tired....so I guess I'm glad it's Wednesday! Don't have solid weekend plans except for Saturday to go to Baytown for a friend's birthday....other than that, must.get.sleep....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate when things come out of peoples' mouths post break up - like a while back I saw him doing this, or you were too good for him anyway- while this is all interesting to hear- I wonder - why the hell didn't they tell me earlier......or before it got to this point. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought I was confiding in someone recently but all she's doing is stirring up more bullsh*t drama that doesn't need to be there and doesn't even make sense. This really makes me want to stop talking to her- but I think I'm just going to leave out any details/information I don't want the world to know. I can forgive- but peoples' true colors come out- always.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for the boy- he is in Austin like I said.....unless he was in Houston, changed his attitude, how he treats people, how he treats me, reconnects with my parents, and my friends....there isn't a future. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just want to go home and sleep! 1 hr....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6644172981204319151-6909619105649661660?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/6909619105649661660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/04/hump-day.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/6909619105649661660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/6909619105649661660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/04/hump-day.html' title='Hump Day?'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-6247015496132488122</id><published>2010-04-13T12:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T12:36:29.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yawn!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wow...I'm tired!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When this starts happening you have to start prioritizing! Which I have definitely been doing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have been planning a golf tournament for the past four months- and the hardest part I would say is just making sure everyone is on the same page.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I successfully! hosted my first golf tournament- although I was at work since 6:30 am yesterday- which I know isn't THAT early- BUT I come to work at 9.....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;EVERYONE showed up and was on time - 36 golfers....I was amazed.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;As soon as they were off and running I had breakfast with my boss and my parents ;)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I got to hit shots all day on number 9, a par 3 - talk to all the golfers and made a few putts for birdies!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We had a BBQ lunch afterwards - guest speaker, and a talk from my boss.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I got many thanks afterwards and a lot of HUGS! Everyone had such a great time.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been a part of a lot of sporting events- but mostly always playing in them. It was really nice to be on the other side of things this time. All it takes is a lot of communication, reminders, thank you's and keeping everything documented. Adding 'event planner' to the list :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In other news......I've met more people at my apartment- which is fun....they're young and exciting - and we had quite the little night on the town- dancing like crazy people to techno music and bringing life to what ever place we walked in to. I laid out by the pool, slept in.... which was necessary bc I stayed up wayyyy too late. I can't party like I did in college....not anymore! I went home for lunch and took a nap while I was at it. It was either my bed or my desk....haha. I chose bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanted to take a second to be thankful......for the way that I was brought up. I grew up with this thing called LOVE. It's not something that's tangible - you can't put a key in it, can't wear it....Being around some people recently that think love is something you can hold in your hands- I've realized how truly blessed I am to really understand what it's about. It is the little things- instead of someone giving you something- it may be telling you something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Think about this- where would you be if you lost all of your possessions? Give up your clothes, car, apartment, house, etc. What would you have?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our relationships and how we treat people are the most important thing in the world. If you lost it all do you have people to call, people to take you in? I feel like I've had to remind some people lately that you can't keep taking without giving in return. Even if that something is just a little bit of time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6644172981204319151-6247015496132488122?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/6247015496132488122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/04/yawn.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/6247015496132488122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/6247015496132488122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/04/yawn.html' title='Yawn!'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-4573009407420560600</id><published>2010-04-09T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T08:57:57.164-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday!</title><content type='html'>I feel like I'm running on empty...why? I don't really know...I've been sleeping more! I think after any emotional event...i.e. a break up, your body goes through change. Any routine is hard to break. Change is uncomfortable! But I'm glad I did it - for what I'm feeling now it's pretty obvious I did the right thing! This week I missed pilates for a work dinner, and skipped boot camp too....my friend H had a friend in from Cleveland. It was a blast, and I didn't really think twice or feel bad for missing BC. Everyone needs a break every now and then! Will definitely picking up with the work outs this weekend.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our tournament for Monday (Golf) is ready to go. We have 9 groups...36 people. We have goodie bags for everyone and a lunch afterwards. Should be fun! They boy is playing in it- but luckily I'll probably see him a total of 30 minutes the whole day. Which is fine, I need my key back anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a feeling that he'll try to see me some time before the tournament - but I don't want to. I think he wants to magically go back to being friends. But I don't think he's good at being a bf or a friend. For example- we were at a wedding a little while back... we were dancing and I had on 4 inch heels.....we were trying to 2-step but it was hard (you cannot slide!) anyway - mid way through he just walked off the dance floor. Who does that? Looking back I was always trying to calm him down or make excuses for the way he treated me/acted. I don't think I want to be friends with someone like that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I saw his aunt randomly a couple days ago....she was like - we should catch up! Have lunch, or drinks after you get off work, etc! I feel like everyone in his family loves me....but not him. I'm not dating his family unfortunately. I'm not sure continuing such a personal relationship with his relatives is a good idea. It doesn't make me miss him- but it is unfair. I don't want to keep giving this guy hope when he was such an ass!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I will make sure to do my job on Monday (my parents will actually be at the event) and I have support from my boss &amp;amp; family. God doesn't give you anything you can't handle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still haven't seen the boy since March 21 (my birthday). Haven't spoken to him in a week. He's done....and I know what I deserve. In a weird way - I'm glad we're done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hindsight's 20/20, but I'm doing what is best for me and my health. Too often women make themselves #2 in the relationship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6644172981204319151-4573009407420560600?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/4573009407420560600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/04/friday.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/4573009407420560600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/4573009407420560600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/04/friday.html' title='Friday!'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-7990824419830743585</id><published>2010-04-07T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T08:53:46.014-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Hump Day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/S7yl_G55wZI/AAAAAAAAAQk/6nEKSPj76CE/s1600/blu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 124px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/S7yl_G55wZI/AAAAAAAAAQk/6nEKSPj76CE/s320/blu.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457419352070013330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Morning! This past Easter weekend we went and took some pictures in the bluebonnets! The flowers are so pretty here. The bluebonnets of course, and then there are hot pink, yellow, peach, orange, all sorts of vibrant colors. They always come around come spring time, but I've  never taken pics in them. Changed that a few days ago! I haven't really gotten in deep to the Texas spirit. I think I have done a pretty good job this past year though. Going to some country music concerts, checking out some small towns, listening to some more Texas country, going to a ranch, pictures in the bluebonnets....and I now have 3 pairs of cowboy boots! Go Texas me :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What do you guys do specific to your state/area? Texas isn't all about horses, and farming.....obvs. because I've lived in Texas for 13 years and I just now feel like I'm gettin in to it. I really like it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Something else I like....when one doors closes, another door opens! I felt like I had more negativity thinking about the boy- and now that's done. When you close the door on something like that - you open yourself up to positive experiences, and different experiences. I can't wait to tell you all about my new and improved boyfriend! (When that day comes....)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Relationships do exist without trust issues and infidelity! Excited to see what the future holds...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6644172981204319151-7990824419830743585?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/7990824419830743585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-hump-day-morning-this-past-easter.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/7990824419830743585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/7990824419830743585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-hump-day-morning-this-past-easter.html' title=''/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/S7yl_G55wZI/AAAAAAAAAQk/6nEKSPj76CE/s72-c/blu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-2029657112718213060</id><published>2010-04-05T11:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T12:00:22.825-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Ramblings</title><content type='html'>Where do we go from here?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your name is a distant memory from my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It makes me sad that my love for you is gone from my heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I set you free.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love is worth fighting for, but love lies within patience. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In patience you are lacking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even a friend fights for friendship- a lover defends love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With you there is neither.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time to move on and continue loving without boundaries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To give to those deserving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To love, to forgive, to realize what is important.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It makes me sad that my love for you is gone from my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I set you free.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6644172981204319151-2029657112718213060?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/2029657112718213060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/04/random-ramblings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/2029657112718213060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/2029657112718213060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/04/random-ramblings.html' title='Random Ramblings'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-2666213549405411451</id><published>2010-04-05T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T09:26:47.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Miracles....Wishes?</title><content type='html'>Have any of you ever experienced a miracle....a wish coming true? Ask and you shall receive? I think I found that with my move to the Houston area. I love Austin, but I didn't feel like I was growing anymore. I think God placed this opportunity in my hands to be here to learn and to grow, to get outside of my comfort zone. I was thinking back to my interview....for this job and a question that they asked me. They asked "what do you think are your strengths and weaknesses?"&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been thinking more and more about my weaknesses and what I can do to improve upon them. Going in to this job I felt like my weakness was my knowledge....I have a biochemistry degree...no where close to finance. I don't feel like that is a weakness anymore though, because I can take any opportunity I want to learn. I think my biggest weakness is stage fright! I have made an 'A' on every presentation I have ever given...Some how I am able to stay composed - but my heart beats a million times a second. Haha I once had to go buy hydrocortisone because I couldn't stop itching I was so nervous. Weird I know....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think this career choice will greatly help me with my weakness. You constantly have to perform, interact with people and tell them what you think about their situation. I hope to be a financial advisor later this year. With that qualification I hope to help my generation and those younger that do not have a proper education with things like building credit, etc. Also, instead of paying $800 + in rent, get an interest only mortgage and pay for a house! Equity! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I landed here for many reasons, and I can't wait to share my qualified knowledge once I get it :) Everyone has their opinions, but I really think I will be able to help people of all ages. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like I keep saying, every time I turn around 'new beginnings' couldn't  be more true... I hope that doesn't always mean break ups :) I have a busy week ahead- happy hours, a company dinner, pilates, boot camp, friends! And then the weekend :)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6644172981204319151-2666213549405411451?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/2666213549405411451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/04/miracleswishes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/2666213549405411451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/2666213549405411451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/04/miracleswishes.html' title='Miracles....Wishes?'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-753952820711088636</id><published>2010-04-04T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T20:03:38.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoppy Easter!</title><content type='html'>I hope you all had a wonderful Easter! I spent the weekend with my family in Austin. Such a beautiful weekend :) Slept through the rain- so it was all sunshine for me! We took it easy most of the weekend - squeezed in a couple movies....The Blind Side &amp;amp; The Bounty Hunter. Blind Side was great...I think Sandra Bullock is an amazing actress! The movie really makes you appreciate the small things....that we have families, no matter how dysfunctional they may be...and that we even have a bed of our own to sleep in. The Bounty Hunter with Jen Anniston and Gerard Butler was pretty entertaining! I thought Gerard was better in The Ugly Truth- but it was funny! I'd wait for RedBox if I were you.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In other news.....I had mentioned last week that I was feeling uncomfortable with how the boy &amp;amp; I were doing. Too uncomfortable. I've always had great instincts and I'm stickin to em! I've also been praying a lot...for signs- and I guess I got them- just not what I wanted! I told the boy I deserved better...and he agreed....he didn't think he could be the man I deserve. He wasn't willing to find a balance with work and a girlfriend...I wasn't worth it to him to figure it out. I know what I have to offer! And he is not deserving of it! I wish him the best in life, and I know I'll be just fine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have our golf tournament next week that I planned and there are plenty of happy hours, pilates sessions, boot camp, and friends to keep me busy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope you guys had a wonderful weekend! While there were a few tears in mine....I know that settling is not an option- I'm sure there's a better match in the same city as me :) Time to do some lookin!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6644172981204319151-753952820711088636?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/753952820711088636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/04/hoppy-easter.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/753952820711088636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/753952820711088636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/04/hoppy-easter.html' title='Hoppy Easter!'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-6466283082967230771</id><published>2010-04-01T12:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T12:15:11.502-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Optimissssssssssssm</title><content type='html'>Boot camp definitely kicked my ass last night. I was the only person who showed up! It's a free class so I guess most people don't feel obligated when they're not paying for it.....I was the only one for a little bit and then one more girl showed up. Thank goodness...the instructor is from Germany and is really tough on us! At one point we were all laughing because she made us do some abs that right now....are impossible :) We were laughing so hard trying to do it without making faces, and attempting to breath. Not successful. Haha. This morning I definitely felt the pain of what we went through! The treadmill helps work the soreness out- but man is she fit! Someone to look up to and hopefully be on the same page as someday. Oh yeah, and last night she told me how -out of shape she was-. Uh huh....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lesson I'm learning because I give a lot of my time to others.....Do not rely on anyone else for your happiness. I've been kind of sad the past couple of days- nothing in particular gettin at my optimism. I guess- the distance from the boy, thinking about friends that have passed (its getting brought up), and a couple times this week being reminded of some not so great situations. I'm not sure how this all got relayed to me but I'm dealing with it. Pretty much by myself- which is okay, that's why I moved here. I am gaining clarity and working through this alone- the only person you can rely on FULLY is yourself anyway. I have great friends and family- but no one will know your thoughts, every action, every situation quite like you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gonna put my positive pants on and get to Austin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6644172981204319151-6466283082967230771?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/6466283082967230771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/04/optimissssssssssssm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/6466283082967230771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/6466283082967230771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/04/optimissssssssssssm.html' title='Optimissssssssssssm'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-5500820070771335798</id><published>2010-03-31T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T08:28:52.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Worrying...</title><content type='html'>Do you guys worry a lot? Recently I've been trying more and more to 'give it up to God.' I do trust him and have a strong faith- but sometimes- worry overwhelms me a little bit.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's an example- the boy went to visit his second family- pretty much....I talked to him on his way there (I was kinda busy) and I was like okay, talk to you in a bit...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well he ended up falling asleep during a movie and I didn't hear from him. I know he's with good people, but he did say he was going home- did he? Did he fall asleep at the wheel? I know the "what if's" suck.....but I can't help but thinking them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's how it usually goes....he (I feel like) isn't considerate about what I go through when I don't hear from him- even a simple text would suffice. I don't sleep well and it's hard for me to not think of bad things. Trust...and communication....trust is something we need to work on together- and the communication thing needs to get bumped to the top of the list. For having a long-distance relationship- 158 miles....communication is going to be the glue. I hope we can live in the same city soon. Otherwise I'm going to have to get to a place where I either don't care if I don't hear from him- or believe he's doing the right thing in every situation.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't see either being a great direction- if I just didn't care- we probably wouldn't be dating. And I don't think I can see his actions and efforts to gain my trust back without him being in my presence. I see him for like 1/2 a day this week Thurs. And next weekend...neither of those times we'll really be alone. I knew things would change when he got a job....I'll just have to decide whether the change was for the best and he learns how to manage his time better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other than not really sleeping last night- I did go to pilates and work out which was nice. And tonight is boot camp. I hit 'resume' on my life a long time ago- but more now than ever I love my schedule :) Focus is on me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6644172981204319151-5500820070771335798?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/5500820070771335798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/03/worrying.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/5500820070771335798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/5500820070771335798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/03/worrying.html' title='Worrying...'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-2693410976754793097</id><published>2010-03-30T14:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T14:19:42.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easterrr's A Cominnnn</title><content type='html'>It's absolutely beautiful outside! I'm 30 mins shy of being able to drive around with the windows down :) Can't complain. Today's been good...I have a 4 day week...stellar. Heading to Austin on Thurs. I get to see the boy for a bit...but it's Easter weekend- so I'll probably be in Austin for the weekend- he leaves Sat. for Houston to see his family. We swap places....sad sometimes!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel like we're in a good place with things....he's been super busy balancing a job &amp;amp; a volunteer job (which is now over thank goodness). Anywho- we haven't gotten a lot of talk time and certainly not a lot of face time...it can be tough. Couples that are in the same city don't know how good they have it :) I found out some great news at work today...I know this is where I need to be at this point in my life. And I'm happy with the direction I'm going with things. I hope the boy gets some sense knocked in to him and moves here. Why? His family is here, a lot of connections, and your girlllfffrienndddd! How bout them benefits? He has a good opportunity in Austin- so maybe when he gets a better offer here he'll jump. We'll just have to see about that one. It's in God's hands...if we're meant to be in the same place...it'll happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For now....working on trust, communication, etc. Things important to any relationship...especially one that includes some distance. At least we're in the same state :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Easter....sleeping in, making cupcakes, hanging with the boy (for a bit), hanging with the fam, pedicures, manicures, pool time, wine, great food......sounds good to me :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Where are you Thursday....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6644172981204319151-2693410976754793097?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/2693410976754793097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/03/easterrrs-cominnnn.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/2693410976754793097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/2693410976754793097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/03/easterrrs-cominnnn.html' title='Easterrr&apos;s A Cominnnn'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-5513772985170656427</id><published>2010-03-30T14:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T14:11:30.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'>California Dreamin</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; 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This is the first time I've had celebrations in two different places. I just moved out to the Houston area and made friends- and of course a majority of my friends are in Austin. So I decided to have a birthday in both :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend was spent with the boy, my family, and friends - which was an awesome weekend of dinner w the parents, dinner with friends the next night, followed by heading to a bar for a bit- and then the rodeo the next day. This weekend my friend B came in to town! I have only had a couple of friends visit from Austin - and it's a lot of fun to have people come here! She got in and we went to PF Chang's with about 10 people. It was neat that she got to meet all of my friends out here. We went to a couple of 'hot' spots around the area....spent the last hour of our night at a rooftop wine lounge, and then went home. Saturday we laid out all day = I'm a &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word" style="-webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-attachment: initial; background- background-image: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial;"&gt;lobsta&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word" style="-webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-attachment: initial; background- background-image: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial;"&gt;ouchhhhh&lt;/span&gt;. I've been covering myself in aloe all weekend :( Luckily I have a whole week to recover before I'm back at it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note....worst idea ever - I was in college - went tanning and got really burned on my back-  had to walk 18 holes with my golf bag on my back...shoot me. Worst &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word" style="-webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-attachment: initial; background- background-image: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial;"&gt;everrrrr&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway- it was just nice hanging out and being outside!!! Sat. night we went to a wing place :) got our spicy &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word" style="-webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-attachment: initial; background- background-image: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial;"&gt;bbq&lt;/span&gt; wing fix &amp;amp; rented -Have you heard about the Morgan's?- I'm not sure if that's the exact title. The movie had a cute concept- and I liked the story line- it was pretty similar to what I just went through, and forgiveness is super important. I'm not a huge fan of Hugh Grant though. I thought his acting was pretty poor in some spots. &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word" style="-webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-attachment: initial; background- background-image: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial;"&gt;SJP&lt;/span&gt; I really like though :) She's very genuine in how she acts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B fell asleep = I watched the movie. We went shopping and saw my boy A's mom on Sunday- and just took it easy. She left around 5 and I went grocery shopping, errands, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready to take on the short week :) Ready for Good Friday and Easter! &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word" style="-webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-attachment: initial; background- background-image: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial;"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;! This weekend will be spent in Austin w the &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word" style="-webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-attachment: initial; background- background-image: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial;"&gt;fam&lt;/span&gt;- and I get to see A on Thurs. Should b fun :)!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6644172981204319151-1245438228218769655?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/1245438228218769655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/03/another-birthday-weekend.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/1245438228218769655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/1245438228218769655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/03/another-birthday-weekend.html' title='Another Birthday Weekend...'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-6093523707571760503</id><published>2010-03-25T12:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T12:39:31.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weeeekend :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The weekend is almost here!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/S6u7AZ8W43I/AAAAAAAAAP8/5nlQeDxz7ew/s1600/me+n+b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/S6u7AZ8W43I/AAAAAAAAAP8/5nlQeDxz7ew/s320/me+n+b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452657389500556146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is me and my friend B the night of my birthday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Shes's coming in this weekend &amp;amp; I'm super excited. She's been there for me when times got really rough with the boy. And now we're closer than ever since our boys work together! She's one of those rare friends that have your back no matter what. She'll look at both sides of the situation and be honest with me. Truly a gem in my book!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We will be laying by the pool, drinking, hanging out with some of my friends here, sleeping, and playing everything by ear. Sounds like a fabulous weekend to me! What are you all doing this weekend? The weather is supposed to be awesome here- highs near 80 and cool nights. If you're not in Texas already, move here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I don't get to see the boy for a while...but distance makes the heart grow fonder?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6644172981204319151-6093523707571760503?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/6093523707571760503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/03/weeeekend.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/6093523707571760503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/6093523707571760503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/03/weeeekend.html' title='Weeeekend :)'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/S6u7AZ8W43I/AAAAAAAAAP8/5nlQeDxz7ew/s72-c/me+n+b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-2267940615009137302</id><published>2010-03-24T13:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T13:06:40.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretty In Pink</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/pretty_in_pink/set?.embedder=1443790&amp;amp;.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=17135541"&gt;&lt;img width="400" alt="Pretty In Pink" src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFlhNR21ucncyM3hHUXVpUjB6QTVQbFEAAAACaWQKAWUAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" title="Pretty In Pink" height="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/pretty_in_pink/set?.embedder=1443790&amp;amp;.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=17135541"&gt;Pretty In Pink&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/profile?.embedder=1443790&amp;amp;.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=1443790"&gt;atxdoll&lt;/a&gt; featuring &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/topshop_dresses/shop?brand=TopShop&amp;amp;category_id=3"&gt;TopShop dresses&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;Being a stylist is one of my dreams someday - but for now, I'll be using Polyvore! They have millions of images, and creating 'sets' are SUPER easy and fun :) Check it out by clicking on the image. More posts to come :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6644172981204319151-2267940615009137302?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/2267940615009137302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/03/pretty-in-pink.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/2267940615009137302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/2267940615009137302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/03/pretty-in-pink.html' title='Pretty In Pink'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-4224770784165466469</id><published>2010-03-22T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T19:40:42.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here we are at 3rd Base!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/S6gp3gMS2DI/AAAAAAAAAP0/HTSVOE-LcE0/s1600-h/bday24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/S6gp3gMS2DI/AAAAAAAAAP0/HTSVOE-LcE0/s320/bday24.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451653382443030578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At Matt's - such a wonderful birthday thanks to this guy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/S6gp3UsaocI/AAAAAAAAAPs/cKd3eU2O3fE/s1600-h/bday11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 284px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/S6gp3UsaocI/AAAAAAAAAPs/cKd3eU2O3fE/s320/bday11.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451653379356533186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"A" :O)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/S6gp3P2GZ7I/AAAAAAAAAPk/AKimb1ZM8CQ/s1600-h/bday10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/S6gp3P2GZ7I/AAAAAAAAAPk/AKimb1ZM8CQ/s320/bday10.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451653378054973362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6644172981204319151-4224770784165466469?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/4224770784165466469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/03/birthday.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/4224770784165466469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/4224770784165466469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/03/birthday.html' title='Birthday!'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/S6gp3gMS2DI/AAAAAAAAAP0/HTSVOE-LcE0/s72-c/bday24.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-6488059996075955823</id><published>2010-03-22T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T09:20:44.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Weekend</title><content type='html'>Good morning...I've been up since 5:15! Why? Well.......I had a great, long, birthday weekend :) It started on Friday-  dinner @ Trudy's with the fam &amp;amp; A. Mexican martinis, queso, and green chili tacos, YUM! I got in pretty late so we didn't do a ton Fri. We were all pretty tired...so home we went...to open presents! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got a LOVELY pair of cowboy boots from A - they're black and super cute- I'll post a pic soon! Also... a frame with a horseshoe and guitar pick from the Eli Young Band (we went a couple weeks ago) with a picture of us at the rodeo. Too cute! He really did an amazing job at making my birthday special, I can't thank him enough!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday I had dinner w friends @ Matt's El Rancho in Austin- I was definitely getting my fix of mexican food this weekend! Margaritas and friends yum! My friend B made some adorable pink cupcakes as well. We went to 3rd Base after dinner to continue the celebration- had a couple drinks w friends, and then went home. Sunday I got to spend some time with my parents, and then went to the rodeo with A. Windy as hell yesterday, but fun! Followed by dinner at Shady Grove. Definitely got my Austin fix and got to see some old friends! Great excuse to get together :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am now 23! Crazy to think 23 years ago I was 6lbs....come a long way since then :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week- takin it easy tonight, tues: pilates, weds: boot camp, thurs: happy hour, fri: my friend B comes to town, another birthday dinner in houston, sat: shopping, sleeping, sun: brunch....somehow I think the week is going to BLOW by! Can't wait :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like when time flies...means you're living, enjoying each and every day and having fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah, I've been up since 5:15 because I decided I didn't want to drive back on my birthday- minus traffic I cut about 30 mins out this mornin- not too shabby!  Ready to nap tho :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hope you all had a great weekend too!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6644172981204319151-6488059996075955823?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/6488059996075955823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/03/birthday-weekend.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/6488059996075955823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/6488059996075955823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/03/birthday-weekend.html' title='Birthday Weekend'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-8850733822369883089</id><published>2010-03-18T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T08:11:50.609-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thursday!</title><content type='html'>No...I didn't really celebrate St. Patrick's Day yesterday... I went to boot camp instead. I do feel pretty great this morning though- it's kind of nice to not have a hangover from drinking too much green beer :) What did you all do to celebrate? I am also not Irish...so that may have something to do with my lack of celebration. Plus...it was on a Weds. I think next year I want to take Thurs-weekend off from work and go to Savannah, GA. I hear they have an AMAZING St. Patrick's Day...and it's quite an experience. To GA I go...next year :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This weekend is my birthdayyyy! I'm so excited. I'm just happy to be living- and every time a birthday comes around you are reminded how lucky you are. Friday I will be having dinner with the family and takin it easy! Sat. is a dinner w friends @ a local hot spot in Austin. Of course I will be getting my fair share of mexican martinis and queso this weekend...thinking about it now- it was probably worth it to skip St. Patty's and go to the gym- after this weekend I will be thanking myself!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things have been good lately...not allowing the drama in my life. Replacing any drama with PRAYER! Even gossip is a sin ladies &amp;amp; gents. And I'm making an effort to kick that crap out of my life. As you all know (or for anyone new who doesn't) I've been working HARD at my relationship. Rebuilding trust with my boy and learning a lot more about forgiveness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These sermons are what I turn to instead of facebook : http://www.firstnlr.com &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I listen to the sermons- they have a HUGE selection and log of podcasts for you to listen to. Go to the website- hit media - podcasts - direct download. There is a great one on relationships- "Healthy vs. Unhealthy Relationships" that I suggest you listen to! It really put some things in perspective for me and opened up the communication lines for me and my boy A.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's hard to move past someone hurting you... but you do have to move on regardless if they realize they hurt you or not. They may never repent- but does that mean you have to hold on to it until they realize something? Definitely not. Life is worth living and our time here is SO short. Make the best of it :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6644172981204319151-8850733822369883089?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/8850733822369883089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-thursday.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/8850733822369883089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/8850733822369883089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-thursday.html' title='Happy Thursday!'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-7268162015690725624</id><published>2010-03-15T11:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T12:03:18.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rodeoooo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Austin Rodeo this weekend :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/S56CiXbxhGI/AAAAAAAAAPY/At8zo3uPZGk/s1600-h/rodeo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/S56CiXbxhGI/AAAAAAAAAPY/At8zo3uPZGk/s320/rodeo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448936126082548834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/S56CaUq9bQI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/0QvLWQfT5iY/s1600-h/bull+ride.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/S56CaUq9bQI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/0QvLWQfT5iY/s320/bull+ride.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448935987901984002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Champion bull rider didn't you know!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Friday night we hung out, made dinner for ourselves and two close friends B &amp;amp; R. Pot roast with my mom's homemade mashed potatoes. YUM! We really didn't do anything after that :) Just hung out. A's friend R likes to tell jokes- so he kept us pretty entertained for most of the night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Saturday morning I went to give blood! I'm not afraid of needles and I'm healthy- so I figured, why not give back? The needle hurt...but I felt okay after. Had some cheese-nips and cookies and was on my way. I rested for most of the day and then got ready to go to the rodeo with A.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It was the opening day...absolutely gorgeous outside :) We checked out pretty much all that was going on. We saw the swine sprints, Whiplash the cowboy monkey, bull-riding, and my fave- Eli Young. We drank a lot of beer and had a foot long corn dog! Got home pretty late and crashed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A had to work the next day @ 1 so I headed back to Houston pretty early. I washed my car yesterday...parked under a tree today and my black car is now yellow due to the pollen :( Oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I hope this week goes by SUPER fast! I know it will...working out after work today, pilates Tuesday, boot camp Wednesday, HH Thursday, and Austin Friday. Friday night- dinner with the rents and A for my birthday...Saturday is my birthday dinner w friends. Can't wait :)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6644172981204319151-7268162015690725624?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/7268162015690725624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/03/rodeoooo.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/7268162015690725624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/7268162015690725624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/03/rodeoooo.html' title='Rodeoooo'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/S56CiXbxhGI/AAAAAAAAAPY/At8zo3uPZGk/s72-c/rodeo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-1362969912395350340</id><published>2010-03-12T11:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T12:00:36.129-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FRIDAY :0)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/S5qca7e9IVI/AAAAAAAAAPI/y5TY6lWJ7dQ/s1600-h/a+%26+m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/S5qca7e9IVI/AAAAAAAAAPI/y5TY6lWJ7dQ/s320/a+%26+m.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447838685716095314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My brother M &amp;amp; I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yay! We made it! It's almost the weekend....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I don't think I've ever mentioned my brother...M, but here we are! This was taken Dec. 2008. He is slowly but surely finding his passion in life...it's been tough- because his life is always on fast forward...I don't really know why but he's always running. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Everyone thinks we are dating because we look SO different, and everything about us is opposite. Brown hair, blonde hair, green eyes, brown eyes...not only the physical- but literally EVERYTHING. I have absolutely no sense of direction- and my bro was getting us around Chicago when he was like 8 years old...seriously I can get lost going to the bathroom. It's quite sad. He majored in history...biochemistry for me... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anywho! I still love him &amp;amp; glad that he's working on his career :) Congrats to him! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6644172981204319151-1362969912395350340?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/1362969912395350340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/03/friday-0.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/1362969912395350340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/1362969912395350340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/03/friday-0.html' title='FRIDAY :0)'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/S5qca7e9IVI/AAAAAAAAAPI/y5TY6lWJ7dQ/s72-c/a+%26+m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-6430672610205497794</id><published>2010-03-11T10:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T10:42:22.991-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Candy Bowl</title><content type='html'>Do any of you have a candy bowl at work? I decided that I like having one out for people to stop by and say "hi." So... does it work? Uh yeah a little too well! My desk is kind of behind a wall and people peek around all the time now (the candy is by the door). &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They say you attract more bees with honey than vinegar! True story. This week I put mini twix bars and milk chocolate almond kisses. Spoiled people! At first we filled it with salt water taffy (getting rid of my Christmas stalking candy), and flavored caramels...more Christmas candy. Then I added a mix of gum, laffy taffy, and jaw breakers. I'm pretty sure the chocolate will get eaten up the fastest. It's funny...I can always hear people in the candy bowl...but can't always see them. I like putting the indulgence out there- and think its funny, that they think no one knows...I have good ears.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway- they always say the way to a man's heart is through his stomach. I've stepped up my Betty Crocker efforts in the kitchen...let me tell you. I introduced the boy to Dr. Pepper ribs- which were yummmmmmmm! Tomorrow we're making a pot roast and my Mom's homemade mashed potatoes :) Cooking together saves time, gas, and money. Plus it's something you can do together. I highly recommend cooking with your other half...or if you're looking to make someone your other half. Baking can definitely draw you together...cooking and then tasting something sweet. Just be careful you don't eat ALL of what you  make. Give some away or have some other friends over!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hope everyone is having a wonderful Thursday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6644172981204319151-6430672610205497794?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/6430672610205497794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/03/candy-bowl.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/6430672610205497794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/6430672610205497794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/03/candy-bowl.html' title='Candy Bowl'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-524636547004451510</id><published>2010-03-08T14:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T14:29:57.702-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Upcoming Events</title><content type='html'>Well I know I've been in Texas forever...and this shouldn't be so out of the blue...but I'll be going to the rodeo this weekend :) I'm super excited...I get to see Eli Young- which is definitely one of my favorite country music artists...if not my absolute favorite. He is playing on the same night that X-treme bull riding is going on too...so I'm sure it'll be a great time :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have any of ya'll ever been to the rodeo? Apparently...in Houston they have one of the biggest rodeos ever- haven't been to that one either. Not sure if this is the year to go either. The  boy is a bit of a cowboy...so I like having him with me- as I do not know what's really going on! Kinda clueless about this shtuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway this coming weekend we have that going on...and next weekend is my birthday! I'm actually excited about turning 23. 22 sounds young...and I hear there's something magical about 25...not sure what that is..any thoughts? I think I just want the knowledge that you have as you age...I want to know what to do, what to say...what's the right thing to do for me... it's been interesting lately- good I guess...just trying to work some things out in my head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been having a lot of strange dreams lately... some I don't remember when waking up- I just wake up sort of confused...is that a sign in itself? Ugh- so many questions...see why I want to grow up now :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6644172981204319151-524636547004451510?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/524636547004451510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/03/upcoming-events.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/524636547004451510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/524636547004451510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/03/upcoming-events.html' title='Upcoming Events'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-8161609538693304263</id><published>2010-03-07T19:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T19:23:20.952-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oscar's</title><content type='html'>I'm sitting here watching the Oscars....well sort of since I'm blogging. It's been good so far- I watched most of the red carpet earlier...I just love the fashion, and dresses....I feel like some of these celebs get too reliant on their stylists and don't make decisions for themselves anymore... Charlize Theron, I felt, was unfortunately one of these celebs. So gorgeous...but the dress? wtf!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've never been really big in to award shows, but it was something to do on a Sunday night I guess! I really want to see the Blind Side with Sandra Bullock, I just haven't gotten to the movie theatre yet!! I know I know...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do get down sometimes...it's hard to have a relationship where the boy is in Austin and I  am 158 miles away...it's not easy. I just have to keep thinking of what's positive, like working on my career. I also go to pilates during the week, am going to start boot camp Wednesday, have my happy hour Thursday (and then this week going to Austin Fri). In a way I'm glad we get to have our lives a little separate right now. We're both still learning who we are. We have the rest of our lives to come home to someone I guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My birthday, spring break, Easter, summer...they're all coming up. I'm glad I'm getting back in to working out. I've played soccer and golf my whole life - up until now- so I really have to make a personal effort since I don't have the sports to hold me accountable. I have no doubts about doing it- it's just doing it :) Keeping motivated...I think fitting in to everything in my closet and spending half the summer in a bathing suit is motivation enough :) can't wait for it to be warm enough to get a lil tan!! Mimosas by the pool anyone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6644172981204319151-8161609538693304263?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/8161609538693304263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/03/oscars.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/8161609538693304263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/8161609538693304263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/03/oscars.html' title='Oscar&apos;s'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6644172981204319151.post-6092093617668897540</id><published>2010-03-03T11:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T12:00:05.033-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3.3.10</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/S46_sSelmqI/AAAAAAAAAOw/RpSRWL6AoF0/s1600-h/DSC03379.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/S46_sSelmqI/AAAAAAAAAOw/RpSRWL6AoF0/s320/DSC03379.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444499767132789410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like it's been a while since I've posted. I'm planning a golf tournament at work which is fun! We are focusing on client appreciation, and having a tournament with 10 clients that bring 3 guests with them. They will be playing a scramble- which is where each person hits a shot - then the group picks the best one and all hit from there. I'm sure there will be a great turn out, a lot of golf, and a nice day out of the office. Which reminds me...I should probably practice a little bit!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This weekend, I didn't think I was going to get to see the boy...but I do. He is coming to visit for like a day and a half. I wasn't planning on going to Austin this weekend, so it'll be nice instead of not seeing him for 2 weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A lady that his mom works with passed away yesterday unfortunately...so sad!! I think she had a massive heart attack and died fairly quickly. I hope his mom's okay- death isn't easy to deal with at any age :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I am going to have dinner with my friend A in Kingwood, TX. She's the one I usually meet up with in Humble. I like checking out new places in the middle for the both of us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The boy &amp;amp; I went to a wedding last weekend...interesting! Here's what was at the bar : tequila, frozen margaritas, bacardi drink mix, and beer. Here's what the DJ played: rap, tejano, and country.... and they had a mariachi band... The ceremony was outside, reception was inside... we were there from 4-10:30. Passed out by 11:30. No mishaps this time with the wedding. The boy did not freak out and think that was gonna be us tomorrow. I told him if he were to give me a ring right now I'd give it back. So...no reason to be worried about a wedding right now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll be in Austin the next two weekends...one weekend for the Austin Rodeo, and then the next for my birthday :) I'll be 23!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6644172981204319151-6092093617668897540?l=woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/feeds/6092093617668897540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/03/3310.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/6092093617668897540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6644172981204319151/posts/default/6092093617668897540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woodlandsblonde.blogspot.com/2010/03/3310.html' title='3.3.10'/><author><name>woodlandsblonde</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03991590226341502032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/Ssrcm_zqutI/AAAAAAAAAD0/R9SJNu7L5IQ/S220/ut.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jSMPKWMBFHY/S46_sSelmqI/AAAAAAAAAOw/RpSRWL6AoF0/s72-c/DSC03379.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
