<?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-12370816</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:40:31.027-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Is there a way to laugh about this?</title><subtitle type='html'>More Smiles, More Laughs, More Love</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>227</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-115428052574366905</id><published>2006-07-30T13:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T13:28:48.176-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Flies</title><content type='html'>Well it's been quite awhile since I have posted. Lots of things happening in my life, my kids being home for summer vacation, working during the daylight hours, opening a new restaurants, taking care of our bulldogs and the house. We lost one of our bullies two weeks ago. Our male Mac was outside, and just collasped and died. We are not sure what happened to him, the worst thing is my son was the one who found him. He went out to see why Romeo was barking and barking but would not come in the house, saw Mac laying next to the garage and called out for him. Fear rushed to his heart he told me as he approached him, calling out, "Mac! Mac!" Rick and I were both at the restaurants and we received a frantic phone call, Mac is dead, Mac is dead. I rushed home, and wanted to keep it together, help my kids, but as soon as I got about two blocks from my home, I burst into tears and was a mess. Our house is much quieter without the big boy, and I do miss my live teddy bear. We had a funeral for him, Ricky wanted everyone to say alittle something about Mac. Calla was sobbing softly and could not speak, I said a few words, how Mac was never really a gentleman for if you bent down to talk to him he would leap up and head butt you as a greeting of hello and then Ricky spoke....."Even though Mac was a knucklehead, we loved him and he was apart of our family"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-115428052574366905?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/115428052574366905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=115428052574366905&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/115428052574366905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/115428052574366905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2006/07/time-flies.html' title='Time Flies'/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-114618428828295329</id><published>2006-04-27T20:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T19:51:56.553-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sound came out, you formed your words they hit my ear and pierced my heart, say whatever you like, give it all to me, get it all out in your liquored state, don’t hold back, tell me everything, why you are they way you are, how it has happened, what has caused you to be that way , but remember that we have all been thru struggles, we all have our demons to deal with and mine are not different from yours, my hurt is the same, my heartache just as real, just as painful, why is it always all about you&lt;br /&gt;You speak of trust, how you can’t, won’t, don’t have the ability to, but what about my trust, I trusted you, told you my secrets just to have you store them away and stack them against me later, the betrayal is familiar, I've felt it before, thought I was smarter now though, but have been caught with my heart open and your words slicing I am once again the fool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-114618428828295329?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/114618428828295329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=114618428828295329&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/114618428828295329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/114618428828295329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2006/04/sound-came-out-you-formed-your-words.html' title=''/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-114226557593385341</id><published>2006-03-13T10:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T10:59:35.933-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>My mom is doing better. They will go to Florida tomorrow to relax and enjoy the sunshine. All my siblings including myself were worried about them leaving NY. No one will be down there to help them........you can't tell your parents what to do!!!!! They just don't listen!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-114226557593385341?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/114226557593385341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=114226557593385341&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/114226557593385341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/114226557593385341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2006/03/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-114226494532096908</id><published>2006-03-13T10:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T10:55:23.406-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/5747/640/tattopig.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/5747/320/tattopig.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introducing Tattoo Bar-B-Que Rick and his brother Jeff are opening a new restaurant tonight! They have been working hard for weeks to get ready!! Good Luck Boys, I love you both!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8;"&gt;Posted by Lisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-114226494532096908?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/114226494532096908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=114226494532096908&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/114226494532096908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/114226494532096908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2006/03/introducing-tattoo-bar-b-que-rick-and.html' title=''/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-114053514710460126</id><published>2006-02-21T10:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T10:19:07.163-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been sitting here online for a bout an hour, sorting through my emails, visiting blogs, with Bugs Bunny and Elmer Fudd in the background. All of a sudden I hear lots of kissing and smacking sounds, I look over and my boy is sitting with the "puppy" (Romeo will be three is a few weeks) and he is holding the dogs face in his hands and kissing him all over his smouched muzzle!!!!! The look on Romy's face was priceless!!! All sweet and loving accepting the love from his boy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-114053514710460126?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/114053514710460126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=114053514710460126&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/114053514710460126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/114053514710460126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2006/02/ive-been-sitting-here-online-for-bout.html' title=''/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-114028495549736943</id><published>2006-02-18T12:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T12:49:15.680-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;On Monday the 13th my Mom had to go back into the hospital. Her lungs were filled with fluid and she had a horrible cough. They started intravenous antibiotics to help her heal from pneumonia and bronchitis. The killer was her primary doctor was out of town, and her cardiologist did not want to admit her under his care. So basically she had no doctor to ask questions, or get any help from. Finally a doctor at the hospital took her under his wing and would come up and visit her, answer any questions and fill out her chart. She was released on Friday and is feeling better. That poor woman has been through so much in the last few months, I feel so bad for her. I went and made her my turkey soup, made sure she had all her prescriptions filled and helped her around the house. She is so funny, she had alittle list of things she needed to get done, so I made sure all were finished before I went home. I feel like I have been going nonstop for months now........................................................................ We have a winter blues bash dinner tonight, buffet dinner, open bar with a DJ. I am so looking forward to just cutting loose, dancing and laughing with my friends. I have a new outfit that I bought at a store closing in Jan.......so that part is taken care of!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-114028495549736943?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/114028495549736943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=114028495549736943&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/114028495549736943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/114028495549736943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2006/02/on-monday-13th-my-mom-had-to-go-back.html' title=''/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-113983627582675636</id><published>2006-02-13T07:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T08:14:55.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;OMG! What a cluster fuck of a week!!!!!! Last Tuesday at about 6:50am I got a call from my Dad. My mom has had another heart attack and is in the hospital. He sounded horrible and I could barely understand what he was saying, but I did make that out. I rushed up to the hospital and she was just getting ready to be taken for an angeogram. She was still in alot of pain and I should of never even bothered to put on my mascara as it was cried off my face.......They give you a cell phone to let you know when the procedures are done and the outcome. So we waited and then got the call. No blocked arteries, must be stress. This news caused an avalanche of blame......My sister being upset at my father, he has been pretty miserable, which is understandable. So here we are in the waiting room, talking and finger pointing indirectly happening, I am just silent, I can not take much more, I just cry..........I have not idea how it happened, I went to two appointments with my Dad, on two different days, spent hours at the hospital with my Mom but was still able to get in 40 hours at the flower shop, we are trying to get ready for Valentine's Day. They put in a defibulator/pacemaker and sent her home on Friday. She did well until Sat night and then got very sick, puking with dry heaves.....I felt like it was a reaction from the anesthesia, but could not get any meds to help her. Her cardiologist wanted her to go back to the hospital???? OK, lets see, I can get you a prescription for some meds, or have her go back in?? Yeah, go back in??? I was furious!!!!!! The doctor on call was at Chuckie Cheese when I he called my cell!!!!!! He was yelling at his kid, CHELSEA YOU HAVE TO WAIT YOUR TURN!!!!! Kids were screaming and yelling in the background, I thought it was some kind of dream.......My mom is now feeling better, she was able to keep down some soup last night. I now have two days of rose hell on my hands with Valentine's Day tomorrow. But I hope she gets the orders she needs to get rid of her 6000 (Six thousand!!!) roses!!!!!!! Please send prayers and good thoughts for me and my family at this time, we need it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-113983627582675636?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/113983627582675636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=113983627582675636&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/113983627582675636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/113983627582675636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2006/02/omg-what-cluster-fuck-of-week-last.html' title=''/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-113862676240279795</id><published>2006-01-30T07:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T07:31:09.526-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, it's been a long time since I have blogged. Too long I think, I wonder if anyone ever comes by anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have been dealing with my father and his illness, not well I might add. He is very sick, lost almost 15 pounds and was never ever overweight. He has had the treatments and now is really sick. I have surfed, searched and read, tried to find help for him, tried to take him to the hospital a few weeks back, he refused to go. We are all crying so much, I think about him constantly, hoping that this will work, that will make him better. Nothing.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have a teenager that I live with, this has been quite fun---- NOT! It seems like everyday it is something else that she has said or done. Same shit different day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My work is good, I enjoy the flower shop and now have become her part time help. It is just a few hours per week, I am still at the production company too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I went to see a play last weekend&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Smoky Joes Cafe&lt;/span&gt; in Lancaster NY. My friends nephew is studying to be an actor and Niagara University and got a his first paying gig! There were 8 people in the show, 4 females, 4 males and they all did great! I did not know it was all music, no dialogue, but had a great time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-113862676240279795?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/113862676240279795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=113862676240279795&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/113862676240279795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/113862676240279795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2006/01/well-its-been-long-time-since-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-113581110209434136</id><published>2005-12-28T17:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T18:05:02.136-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Different Person......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;OMG! I do feel like a different person! I did not realize how breaking up my sleep was effecting me. I am so &lt;strong&gt;glad &lt;/strong&gt;I no longer am doing the papers.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;I have the week off and have been seeing friends and family. My sister and I took 6 kids to see Wallace and Gromitt today! Cute flick! But I love the British and their humor!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;My husband just came home with 30 pounds of pork shoulder and we are going to make Italian Sausage. Port Wine and Cheese Holiday Sausage to be exact!!!!! We will celebrate Christmas with his side of the family on Friday the 30th. I will wrap the yummy treat in a white wrapper and I found the sweetest little garland (cheap!!) with matching ornaments to use as a name tag! He will also make Salciccia Toscano, which is a Tuscan style sausage that you put Prague Powder in it and we will hang it for 8 hours to cure before you refrigerate it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;I will take a picture of our little presents and post them soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-113581110209434136?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/113581110209434136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=113581110209434136&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/113581110209434136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/113581110209434136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/12/different-person.html' title='Different Person......'/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-113570296473590299</id><published>2005-12-27T11:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T12:02:44.766-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Holidays!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well I surveyed my working three jobs since October!!! I am no longer doing my paper route and feel like a different person being able to sleep the whole night through!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I worked last week at the flower shop and those girls are such a trip!!!! I had so much fun working with them!!! We laughed our asses off while we rocked out hundreds of flower arrangements!!! I have to toot my own horn right now, the owner got three calls about beautiful arrangement and when she went back and found the orders my initials were on all three!!!!!!!!!!!! YEAH!!!!! It is so easy to call when there is a problem, but to call when you are happy is rare, she got THREE calls for happy customers!!! This woman who owns the shop is a great girl, I was happy to work hard for her, she wants her stuff to look great, no faded flowers, make sure you give them their moneys worth, is so refreshing, and not the norm!!! She catered in great food for us, and one night told everyone, find a container you want, use the flowers you like to fill it and take it out tonight!!!!!!! In all my years working at flower shops NO ONE has ever done that, not ONE boss has ever told me to make my own flower arrangement for free and take it home! I made a sweet flower arrangement in a wooden train with a caboose (the arrangement in the caboose) I brought it to my mother in law. I have given her fresh flowers every Christmas since I have been married! Even if I was not working at a florist I would buy one! I had to keep up the tradition!!!!! She is a sweetie and loved it too!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I bought Rick a meat grinder, sausage maker, and he made fresh Italian Sausage yesterday and I had a half of link, it is very yummy!!! I was afraid to eat more than that, I have been feeling good and do not want to set off anything in my digestive system!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I made a wonderful basket full of three kinds of honey, British tea, hot chocolate, chi tea and truffles for my parents, it was a big hit! My Dad loves honey! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I had a really good Christmas this year, I was so happy when I was able to find the things that my family wanted and loves!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have had some really hard holidays so this was so wonderful! My Teddy Bear tree is full and still twinkling!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-113570296473590299?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/113570296473590299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=113570296473590299&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/113570296473590299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/113570296473590299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/12/happy-holidays.html' title='Happy Holidays!'/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-113378631054535410</id><published>2005-12-05T07:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T07:38:30.663-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/5747/640/Buffalo-Bills-Poster-C10088678.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/5747/320/Buffalo-Bills-Poster-C10088678.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Week 12 in NFL   The Bills were winning 21-0 by half time. Then the Miami Dophins had one of their greatest comebacks in 30 years! How can a team loose after scoring three unanswered touchdowns? Oh Yeah, we're tallking about the Bills!!!! Bills 23 Dolphins 24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Posted by Lisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-113378631054535410?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/113378631054535410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=113378631054535410&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/113378631054535410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/113378631054535410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/12/week-12-in-nfl-bills-were-winning-21-0.html' title=''/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-113356343382335619</id><published>2005-12-02T17:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T17:49:26.976-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know I write about the Iraqi war (embarrassment) alot. I think about it so much though. Wondering what is happening over there, the mind set of the people in Iraq, if our troops have been given better equiptment and been taking care of. I heard a soldier call into the Howard Stern show this morning, he just arrived and will have to stay for a year, his buddy's hummer had just been blown up and he said it was insane there.&lt;br /&gt;I recently found a new band, System of Down. They are metal rock but have some wonderful melodies throughout their songs. I saw them the first time on Conan one night. I did not even know what they were singing, but they played with such passion, I had to check them out. Come to find out they just released a double album. They are anti war, anti the Bush government and it is quite amazing to hear exactly what I feel being sung with such conviction! They have one song that asks "where do you expect us to go when the bombs fall?"&lt;br /&gt;I remembered in April 2003 the day we started bombing. I was at my nephews birthday party, but all I could think about was those people being bombed, here we are, eating, laughing, celebrating, smiling and those people are being bombed. I tried so hard to not say one word about it, I was very vocal even before we invaded, I did not want to ruin my nephews party, but my heart was so very sick. Now people are outraged, Bush's approval rating at it's lowest and it brings it all up again. That sick feeling in my stomach, crushing my heart&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-113356343382335619?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/113356343382335619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=113356343382335619&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/113356343382335619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/113356343382335619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-know-i-write-about-iraqi-war.html' title=''/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-113332257730315223</id><published>2005-11-29T22:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T22:54:50.863-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Letter from Hillary</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Being a New Yorker I wrote Hillary Clinton several times before we invaded Iraq. She would send me a note back, but also voted for the use of arms against this nation. Out of the blue I received this email today from her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;November 29, 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Dear Ms. Camp:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;The war in Iraq is on the minds of many of you who have written or who have called my office asking questions and expressing frustration. When the President addresses the nation tomorrow on the war, the American people want and deserve to know how we got there, why we are still there, how we have executed the war and what we should do now. In short, the President must explain his plan for the war in Iraq.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;There are no quick and easy solutions to the long and drawn out conflict this Administration triggered that consumes a billion dollars a week, involves 150,000 American troops, and has cost thousands of American lives. I do not believe that we should allow this to be an open-ended commitment without limits or end. Nor do I believe that we can or should pull out of Iraq immediately. I believe we are at a critical point with the December 15th elections that should, if successful, allow us to start bringing home our troops in the coming year, while leaving behind a smaller contingent in safer areas with greater intelligence and quick strike capabilities. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;This will advance our interests, help fight terrorism and protect the interests of the Iraqi people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;In October 2002, I voted for the resolution to authorize the Administration to use force in Iraq. I voted for it on the basis of the evidence presented by the Administration, assurances they gave that they would first seek to resolve the issue of weapons of mass destruction peacefully through United Nations sponsored inspections, and the argument that the resolution was needed because Saddam Hussein never did anything to comply with his obligations that he was not forced to do. Their assurances turned out to be empty ones, as the Administration refused repeated requests from the U.N. inspectors to finish their work. And the "evidence" of weapons of mass destruction and links to al Qaida turned out to be false.Based on the information that we have today, Congress never would have been asked to give the President authority to use force against Iraq. And if Congress had been asked, based on what we know now, we never would have agreed, given the lack of a long-term plan, paltry international support, the proven absence of weapons of mass destruction, and the reallocation of troops and resources that might have been used in Afghanistan to eliminate Bin Laden and al Qaida, and fully uproot the Taliban.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Before I voted in 2002, the Administration publicly and privately assured me that they intended to use their authority to build international support in order to get the U.N. weapons inspectors back into Iraq, as articulated by the President in his Cincinnati speech on October 7th, 2002. As I said in my October 2002 floor statement, I took "the President at his word that he will try hard to pass a U.N. resolution and will seek to avoid war, if at all possible." Instead, the Bush Administration short-circuited the U.N. inspectors - the last line of defense against the possibility that our intelligence was false. The Administration also abandoned securing a larger international coalition, alienating many of those who had joined us in Afghanistan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;From the start of the war, I have been clear that I believed that the Administration did not have an adequate plan for what lay ahead. I take responsibility for my vote, and I, along with a majority of Americans, expect the President and his Administration to take responsibility for the false assurances, faulty evidence and mismanagement of the war. Given years of assurances that the war was nearly over and that the insurgents were in their "last throes," this Administration was either not being honest with the American people or did not know what was going on in Iraq. As a member of the Armed Services Committee, I heard General Eric Shinseki, the Army Chief of Staff, tell us that it would take several hundred thousand troops to stabilize Iraq. He was subsequently mocked and marginalized by the Bush Administration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;In October 2003, I said "In the last year, however, I have been first perplexed, then surprised, then amazed, and even outraged and always frustrated by the implementation of the authority given the President by this Congress" and "Time and time again, the Administration has had the opportunity to level with the American people. Unfortunately, they haven't been willing to do that." I have continually raised doubts about the President's claims, lack of planning and execution of the war, while standing firmly in support of our troops.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;* After my first trip to Iraq in November 2003, I returned troubled by the policies of the Administration and faulted the President for failing to level with the American public. At the Council on Foreign Relations, I chided the President for failing to bring in enough international partners to quell the insurgency.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;* I spoke out often at the Armed Services Committee to Administration officials pointing out that the estimates they provided about the war, its length and cost lacked even basic credibility. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;* And I challenged Secretary Rumsfeld more than once that he had no benchmarks to measure actual progress which would lead us to believe we had a strategy that was working.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;* Last month, I signed a letter with Senate Minority Leader Harry Reid and dozens of other Democratic Senators voicing strong concerns that, without a solid plan, Iraq could become what it was not before the war: a haven for radical Islamist terrorists determined to attack America, our allies and our interests. The letter asked the Administration "to immediately provide a strategy for success in order to prevent this outcome." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;* Just a few weeks ago, I joined a bipartisan majority in the United States Senate in voting for an amendment to the Defense Authorization bill calling upon the President and his Administration to provide answers and a plan for the war. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;It is time for the President to stop serving up platitudes and present us with a plan for finishing this war with success and honor - not a rigid timetable that terrorists can exploit, but a public plan for winning and concluding the war. And it is past time for the President, Vice President, or anyone else associated with them to stop impugning the patriotism of their critics. Criticism of this Administration's policies should not in any way be confused with softness against terrorists, inadequate support for democracy or lack of patriotism. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;I am grateful to the men and women of our armed forces and have been honored to meet them twice in Iraq. They honor our country every day with their courage, selfless dedication, and success in battle. I am also grateful to the thousands of unknown men and women in our security forces and around the world who have been fighting the larger war against terrorism, finding terrorists' cells, arresting them and working to prevent future attacks. And I applaud the brave people who have been risking their lives every day to bring democracy and peace to Afghanistan and Iraq.I recently returned from visiting Israel and Jordan, seeing first hand the tragedy of spreading terrorism. As a New York Senator, I believe New York has a special bond with the victims of such terrorism, and we understand both the need to fight terrorism and the need for a clear plan in Iraq so that we can focus our resources in the right ways to prevent it from again reaching our shores.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;America has a big job to do now. We must set reasonable goals to finish what we started and successfully turn over Iraqi security to Iraqis. We must deny terrorists the prize they are now seeking in Iraq. We must repair the damage done to our reputation. We must reform our intelligence system so we never go to war on false premises again. We must repair the breach with the Muslim world. And we must continue to fight terrorism wherever it exists. Like all Americans, I hope the Iraqi elections are a true expression of democracy, one that is committed to majority rule, minority rights, women's rights, and the basic rule of law. I hope these elections will finally put the Iraqi people on the road to real security and independence. If these elections succeed, we should be able to start drawing down our troops, but we should also plan to continue to help secure the country and the region with a smaller footprint on an as-needed basis. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;I call on the President both for such a plan and for a full and honest accounting of the failures of intelligence - something we owe not only to those killed and wounded and their families, but to all Americans. We have to continue the fight against terrorism and make sure we apply America's best values and effective strategies in making our world and country a better and safer place. We have to do what is right and smart in the war against terrorists and pursuit of democracy and security. That means repudiating torture which undermines America's values. That means reforming intelligence and its use by decision makers. That means rejecting the Administration's doctrine of preemptive war and their preference to going it alone rather than building real international support. I know when America leads with its values and fearlessly faces the facts, we make the best decisions. That is what is missing at the highest levels of our government, and what we desperately need now - answers to the questions about Iraq that only the President can provide. I hope he will level with the American people and provide us those answers in his Annapolis speech and give us the plan that has been sorely lacking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Sincerely yours,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Hillary Rodham Clinton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is what I wrote back to her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Dear Ms. Clinton,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your time. To be honest with you my trust in the government has been shaken to it's core with everything that has happened since 2002. I was very heart sick with the Presidents pre emptive strike theories, and not building a worldly coalition. It seemed he would say one thing but then do another. I remember one very distinct incident when he said he was going to try and get the rest of the world on board with the attack of Iraq, and millions marched and protested, and the President said, I will not be swayed by people.&lt;br /&gt;I have wrote you a couple of times and was quite shocked that you voted for the use of arms against Iraq. It seems now the American public has woken up and realized how wrong it was to invade this nation, but I feel it is too little too late.&lt;br /&gt;Where was the outrage even a year ago before we elected him back in for a second term?&lt;br /&gt;I supported John Kerry, and Al Gore before him.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you run for President, America needs women with strong voices, strength and peaceful spirits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours Truly,&lt;br /&gt;Lisa Camp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-113332257730315223?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/113332257730315223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=113332257730315223&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/113332257730315223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/113332257730315223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/11/letter-from-hillary.html' title='Letter from Hillary'/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-113326962225370442</id><published>2005-11-29T07:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T08:07:02.306-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy and Tired!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Man! I feel like I have been going non-stop! Sorry I have neglected my blog and reading all of yours too......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;This week I have to be at work at 9am, previously she wanted me in at 10 or 11 allowing myself to get a short nap between the paper route, getting my kids ready for school and having to be at my second job. Now I am afraid to try and just snag a small nap, (about 45 minutes!) In the past I have turned off the alarm and just kept on sleeping! I refuse to oversleep for my new job!!!!! So now I am just stay up, fix some tea, check out my email and decided I should post!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ricky got his two pairs of Tommy Jeans from eBay and he LOVES them!!!! We had to have the shortened for him, but he looks so cute in them! He has a thing about wearing something buttoned or snapped around his waist, he prefers sweat pants for sure, but next year he will go middle school, I can not send him there in sweats! He would be eaten alive!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Between jobs, I am also painting wooden Christmas ornaments. They are soooooo cute! I am very pleased at how they are turning out! There are gingerbread boys and girls, santa's, teddy bears, penguins, and snow people too! Oh yeah and Raggedy Ann!!! I'm learning all about shading and highlighting to give them that 3D look! I talked my mom into buying a set so she could give them to the grandkids. She does this every year, she gives ornaments to all her grandkids. My kids get so excited each year when we pull them out to hang on the tree! For some reason I thought we had to do a total of 18, I thought I was doing very well! Recently I noticed that we still had quite a few left to finish, I have been mistaken, we have 24 to do!!!! I have been working like a mad woman to get them done! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Happy Tuesday to all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-113326962225370442?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/113326962225370442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=113326962225370442&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/113326962225370442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/113326962225370442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/11/busy-and-tired.html' title='Busy and Tired!'/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-113290140672811082</id><published>2005-11-25T01:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T01:50:06.730-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/5747/640/fb_1_b.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/5747/320/fb_1_b.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my newest ornament, he is the cutest thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Posted by Lisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-113290140672811082?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/113290140672811082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=113290140672811082&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/113290140672811082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/113290140672811082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/11/this-is-my-newest-ornament-he-is.html' title=''/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-113290124002840319</id><published>2005-11-25T01:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T01:47:20.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'>eBay Craze!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;OMG! It has happened to me before, I get consumed with auctions and buy, buy buy!!! I have been buying my son brand name clothes for cheap!!!!!!! He needs winter clothes desperately and I have been able to get him some very nice things!!! I knew I had it bad when one night I was talking to me computer, telling "lynnkids" OH no you don't, don't fuck with my auction!!!! Of course I won, there was no way I was letting some woman come in and win it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;I have a teddy bear Christmas Tree. I have been doing this for about 10 years now, collecting teddy bear ornaments every year. My mom made me a Christmas tree skirt with teddy bear fabric that I absolutley love!!! I found a company that I had never heard of before, Fitz and Floyd. The have the sweetest blown glass ornaments, and I have been able to get three so far at half price! Oh they are so beautiful and I can not wait to put up my tree this year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-113290124002840319?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/113290124002840319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=113290124002840319&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/113290124002840319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/113290124002840319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/11/ebay-craze.html' title='eBay Craze!'/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-113290017299182745</id><published>2005-11-25T01:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T01:29:33.046-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Holiday!</title><content type='html'>Rick cooked a massive Thanksgiving meal! We had turky, stuffing, smashed potatoes with blue cheese, butternut sqaush and artichoke dip too! We had two pies, (Nobody does it like Sara Lee!) They were good too! Every year for sevral years now, we have celebrated Thanksgiving with Rick's family. This year they did it early and everyone traveled to Pa to Rick's brothers house. We were not able to go, so we had a quiet feast at home with our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winter has come to Upstate NY. We have snow on the ground and have been buring our coal stove non stop! I just looked at our energy bill and another $250 was added last month!!!!!! This is just the beginning of the winter season and they are already slamming us! I have been trying to be so good with making sure lights are turned off when not in use and such......I have a feeling this is going to be a long winter!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now know why I want OUT of the papers......man is it cold in the morning! The countdown is on with about 29 days left! Man it can't come quick enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-113290017299182745?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/113290017299182745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=113290017299182745&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/113290017299182745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/113290017299182745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/11/happy-holiday.html' title='Happy Holiday!'/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-113248100643840453</id><published>2005-11-20T04:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T05:03:26.623-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Honeymoon is Over</title><content type='html'>I guess you can add me to the woman's work force! On Friday my boss was rip roaring and was pretty nasty, I ended up in the bathroom in tears. Now I know I must stand up for myself, I can't let her make me feel this way, and not say anything about it. I do plan on talking with her on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worked at a flower shop for a few years and ever holiday this one woman (who def needed medication!) would explode and curse, scream and other wise make me feel like shit just for doing my job. She had the job of wrapping ever arrangement that was sent out, now when you have three designers pumping out the orders, and one person wrapping to be delivered, it is a crazy job. But there were so many times when I was so happy, practically skipping into the back room because I made the delivery deadline with this last order, and Ruth would implode and scream at me, "Another Fucking Delivery???"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would never say anything, to be honest with you, this woman was near 70 years old and I would be in shock at first! But this happened so often over the three years that I worked there, and I never stood up to her....not until the last time it happened, I swore back, told her she could do the rest of the fucking orders herself and walked out, never to return!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I need to get a back bone, stand up for myself and not let it go on and on, I do not want to repeat history.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-113248100643840453?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/113248100643840453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=113248100643840453&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/113248100643840453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/113248100643840453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/11/honeymoon-is-over.html' title='The Honeymoon is Over'/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-113196022134270152</id><published>2005-11-14T04:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T04:23:41.500-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/5747/640/ricky4.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/5747/320/ricky4.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Favorite Football Player in the Whole World!!!! My Boy Ricky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Posted by Lisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-113196022134270152?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/113196022134270152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=113196022134270152&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/113196022134270152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/113196022134270152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-favorite-football-player-in-whole.html' title=''/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-113167010285595911</id><published>2005-11-10T19:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T19:56:42.360-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Riverside Productons</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;I am just amazed at this new job I have been at all week. I am very excited! My heart beats fast when I think of the possiblities! I am a theater nut, I loved working on a stage, setting the story of what is happening! That is what this job is like. You get all the "props" ready for a particular event or party, including flowers, pretty  organza fabrics, lighting, candles and even back drops too! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;Christmas is coming and to decorate properly you must have white branches with glitter all over them to sparkle like fresh fallen snow. So on Tuesday, two men that I work with had that job. When I saw them when they were finished I was so glad that I didn't have anything to do with that project! They were covered from head to toe with glitter! The two men had Wednesday off and my boss was going crazy all day, "where did they put those branches???"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;So today when I arrive at work, they inform me that these two guys left the branches outside!!! Yesterday it poured rain and hail, the wind blew and the little white branches that had sparkled so sweet were battered and worn. Now it was my turn to make them glisten!! So I get them all done, like 8 or 9 buckets worth, I put them all back where they need to be stored and I go back into our little work area and announce, "ok that is done, I put them outside to dry!!!!!" LMAO!!!!!! I thought it was the funniest thing but others didn't, but hey I was the little Christmas elf covered in the tiny cut pieces of shiney plastic!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-113167010285595911?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/113167010285595911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=113167010285595911&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/113167010285595911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/113167010285595911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/11/riverside-productons.html' title='Riverside Productons'/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-113142562706745401</id><published>2005-11-07T23:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T00:05:13.663-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Terrell Owens</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;Well anyone who knows me would expect that I have an opinion on what has happened to him this week. And you are right!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;I am a bit confused with the Philadelphia Eagles and their suspending and as of today, firing of T. O.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;Was this not the same man who when he played for the SF 49ers in 2003 had the sharpie marker in his sock and after he scored a touchdown he reached down, pulled it out, signed the ball? I am sure this is the same man who when playing for the 49ers also had his cell phone hid near the goal post and when he caught and ran a touchdown he ran over, grabbed the hidden phone and called his mother right from the endzone! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;Now the Eagles had to know what they were getting into, Terrell Owens has always been a controversial player. But also he is one of the best running backs in the NFL. On October 23rd 2005 while playing a home game in Philly he scored his 100th touchdown in his NFL career, now only 6 other men have ever done this, so this makes him the elite. Was there a big celebration about his accomplishment? Did they even put it up on the jumbo tron, congratulations Terrell, You just made NFL history!!!! No, they did nothing. Just another touchdown he had made for his team, just adding more points to the scoreboard so his team could win. It's no wonder he was upset. I know players who have been arrested, they have been involved in shootings, or bar room brawls and have to go to court and they didn't get fired? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;I can not figure out why they have chosen to demonize T. O. With great talent comes a bigger ego. I like to give people the benefit of the doubt, so even though I am very mystified to firing your best player for talking and giving their opinion, I do not know the whole story, as I will never because I was not there! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;I do want to give T.O. a shot out though, keep your head up, if you want to still play in the NFL you will!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-113142562706745401?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/113142562706745401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=113142562706745401&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/113142562706745401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/113142562706745401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/11/terrell-owens.html' title='Terrell Owens'/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-113131858444520871</id><published>2005-11-06T18:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T18:09:44.536-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/5747/640/000_0218.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/5747/320/000_0218.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 15th Birthday Calla!!! We went out to dinner to celebrate! This picture was taking with her birthday Kodak Easy Share Camera! Sweet Pookie Girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Posted by Lisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-113131858444520871?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/113131858444520871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=113131858444520871&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/113131858444520871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/113131858444520871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/11/happy-15th-birthday-calla-we-went-out.html' title=''/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-113104719975818015</id><published>2005-11-03T14:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T14:46:39.780-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/5747/640/dep_show_line_item.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/5747/320/dep_show_line_item.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How would you like this coming to your door? This is how it sounded.....tick a teet, tank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Posted by Lisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-113104719975818015?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/113104719975818015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=113104719975818015&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/113104719975818015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/113104719975818015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/11/how-would-you-like-this-coming-to-your.html' title=''/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-113096050328782588</id><published>2005-11-02T14:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T14:41:43.396-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/5747/640/Absolute.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/54/5747/320/Absolute.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So True! So Sad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Posted by Lisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-113096050328782588?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/113096050328782588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=113096050328782588&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/113096050328782588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/113096050328782588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/11/so-true-so-sadposted-by-lisa.html' title=''/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-113093778782006452</id><published>2005-11-02T08:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T08:23:07.866-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Doing Well</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;All is well on my end! I worked for the production company for two days and it is a lot of fun! Yes, a lot of work, hauling and loading boxes and supplies needed to make a room look beautiful, but I work with some great people and they are all not afraid to work hard and get the job done! We spent most of the day at the Syracuse Convention Center yesterday while there was a horse show going on! I got to see the Budweiser Clydesdales!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;OMG!!! These are some beautiful, wonderful BIG horse creatures!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;I also had a HUGE flower arrangement to make in a big urn! Listen to this....I used 4 dozen standard roses, 2 dozen tea roses, 25 snapdragons, lisiathums, daisy poms and mini carns too!! It was done all in fall colors and it was so big! I have to get into a different mindset to work here. In florist they are always checking to make sure you get all the money for EACH flower!! This place is so different, make it BIG, use all you can, and make it WOW!!!! This is going to be fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-113093778782006452?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/113093778782006452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=113093778782006452&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/113093778782006452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/113093778782006452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/11/doing-well.html' title='Doing Well'/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-113052999920054526</id><published>2005-10-28T16:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T16:06:39.233-04:00</updated><title type='text'>YEAH!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I got the call today from Riverside Production Company and I GOT THE JOB!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They have a big job in Syracuse next week, Monday and Tuesday, that is about and hour and half away, I am in! I am so excited!!!! I now have three jobs!!! The countdown is on with the papers, Dec 23rd can't come quick enough!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-113052999920054526?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/113052999920054526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=113052999920054526&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/113052999920054526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/113052999920054526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/10/yeah.html' title='YEAH!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-113046846588091874</id><published>2005-10-27T22:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T23:01:05.880-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Can Anyone Help???</title><content type='html'>What has happened to my blog? The font is very, very small, and not just inmy posts, but even in dashboard!!??? I have tried to go into settings....could not find how to fix it?? Could it be a windows problem? Can you all read this or is it too small?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-113046846588091874?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/113046846588091874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=113046846588091874&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/113046846588091874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/113046846588091874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/10/can-anyone-help.html' title='Can Anyone Help???'/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-113036273050503098</id><published>2005-10-26T17:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T11:32:01.803-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why don't Presidents fight the war?&lt;br /&gt;Why do they always send the poor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;*system of a down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330033;"&gt;Well, it's coming to a head&lt;br /&gt;Like a huge zit that needs to be popped!&lt;br /&gt;Indictments being handed out&lt;br /&gt;Lies coming to surface&lt;br /&gt;A huge pimple&lt;br /&gt;staring us all in the face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They made up all this shit&lt;br /&gt;Saddam wanting to buy uranium&lt;br /&gt;The Ambassador going to Africa to find out for himself&lt;br /&gt;Discovering that NO Saddam had no ties with Nigeria&lt;br /&gt;He had not attempted to buy WMD&lt;br /&gt;The Ambassador is going to write what he has found&lt;br /&gt;The Bush Boys putting an end to it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;Quickly&lt;br /&gt;Anyway they knew how&lt;br /&gt;Expose his wife&lt;br /&gt;A CIA agent&lt;br /&gt;A undercover woman&lt;br /&gt;who has given years of service to this country&lt;br /&gt;Now all know who she &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; is&lt;br /&gt;Exposing her and endangering her life&lt;br /&gt;They don't care&lt;br /&gt;Must keep the lies secret&lt;br /&gt;Must do anything to spread their deceit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The zit is about to be popped&lt;br /&gt;Squeezing the lies&lt;br /&gt;Oozing out for all to see&lt;br /&gt;Exposing the men who are responsible&lt;br /&gt;For 2,000 Americans killed in the senseless war&lt;br /&gt;thousands of Iraqi civilians killed, bombed&lt;br /&gt;cities shredded, lost artifacts thousands of years old&lt;br /&gt;At the hands of the Bush Boys &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-113036273050503098?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/113036273050503098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=113036273050503098&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/113036273050503098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/113036273050503098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/10/why-dont-presidents-fight-war-why-do.html' title=''/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-113032728430645853</id><published>2005-10-26T07:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T07:50:24.196-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Banana Bread</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc9933;"&gt;At my house there was almost an entire bunch of banana's that no one had ate that were turning brown by the second! So I made sure I picked up some quick bread mixes at the store and some chocolate chips! So as soon as my kids see the mixes they ask, "are you going to make the banana bread? Can we make the banana bread?" Sure, go ahead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc9933;"&gt;So they are smashing the banana's in the bowl, they both want a turn to smash!! Then getting all the ingredients together, my 10 yr old was reading the muffin recipe and put in too many eggs! Don't worry, they'll be fine! My 14 yr old spilled in the entire bag of chips, she was supposed to only use half a bag! They fight over who gets to pour the batter in the pan! I tell them, Calla can pour half, then Ricky can finish it up! We get it in the oven to bake....Then the "I get the first piece" starts!!! I assure them they can both have a piece at the same time!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc9933;"&gt;So we wait to let it cool, and finally, daddy cuts into it. All the chips have melted and sank to the bottom to give it a two layered cake look! "Oh man, that looks weird. We didn't do it right"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc9933;"&gt;Does it taste good? I ask, YES! Did you have fun making it? YES!! Then there is nothing weird about it! Sweet Succes! Eat and Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-113032728430645853?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/113032728430645853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=113032728430645853&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/113032728430645853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/113032728430645853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/10/banana-bread.html' title='Banana Bread'/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-113027714812032699</id><published>2005-10-25T17:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T17:52:28.123-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;Well I was able to put together a portfolio and went on my interview! I had just woken up from my second sleep yesterday when I got the call, so I was still alittle fuzzy when I talked to her! I hadn't even had my cuppa tea yet!!! So she tells me how to get in the Convention Center, where to go and park, how to ask for her and all. I was a bit confused to say the least!!!! When I went, I followed her directions and parked where she told me too, I went into the doors where she told me to (in the belly of the convention center) I went and talked to the security guard as she had told me too! While I was being interviewed, another person arrived, she had us booked every half hour or so. Well, this person went to human resource!!! She said outloud? Why are all these people going to HR??? Don't they follow directions? I said quickly! I DID!!! LOL! Then in all honesty she confessed that that was apart of a test!!! To tell you where to go, how to get there and see if you will follow directions!!!!! I passed!! She loved me paintings, and I was also able to bring a newsletter and three-fold brochure that I had done for another company to show my computer skills! She was very impressed with those!!!! I have no answer as I yet....she was seeing several people today, but do know that two people who work for this company have highly recomended me so my fingers toes and boobs are crossed!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;Yes, I can cross these babies!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-113027714812032699?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/113027714812032699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=113027714812032699&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/113027714812032699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/113027714812032699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/10/well-i-was-able-to-put-together.html' title=''/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-113027646129681528</id><published>2005-10-25T17:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T22:47:43.960-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/54/5747/640/13_rosa_parks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/54/5747/320/13_rosa_parks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In loving memory                A Great Hero! She stood up for her rights and others, spearheaded the bus boycott that went on for over a year! The bus companyy was almost put under, thru rain, wind and storms they refused to ride! They built a network to help car pool and walked with dignity! This strong woman has changed a nation!&lt;br /&gt;Rosa Parks 1913-2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8;"&gt;Posted by Lisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-113027646129681528?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/113027646129681528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=113027646129681528&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/113027646129681528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/113027646129681528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/10/in-loving-memory-great-hero-she-stood.html' title=''/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-113019077138843920</id><published>2005-10-24T17:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T17:52:51.390-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, I got a call from the convention center today. They want me to come in for an interview tomorrow. I AM SO NERVOUS!!!!!!!!!! She asked me, can you bring in your portfolio? Oh sure no problem, OMG!! I don't even have a portfolio!!!!!!!! I have scrambled today and found some pictures of three different weddings that I did all the flower arrangements for. I also have a card that I painted for my aunt to show my painting skills too. I have to go and get &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;something &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;to put them in. I am not even sure how I am supposed to do this??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister-in-law has asked me over and over again, whenever she sees something that I have made.........Did you get a picture of that? I would just say, no. She would encourage me to do so, you may need it for a portfolio someday!!!!!! Boy how I wish I had taken her advice now!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck! I'm gonna need it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-113019077138843920?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/113019077138843920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=113019077138843920&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/113019077138843920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/113019077138843920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/10/well-i-got-call-from-convention-center.html' title=''/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-113019015690243569</id><published>2005-10-24T17:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T17:43:32.430-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Cycle</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333399;"&gt;I love my husband! I met him in the "church" so there was a time when I doubted that we would make it. I wondered, "what if I had never been involved in that place, I would of never met him, I would of never married him" But I realized that, yes, I did fall in love with him, that yes, I do love him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333399;"&gt;To be perfectfully honest with you there were times when I was not in love with him!! I believe love cycles, it goes through ups and downs. I also think there is a very thin line between love and hate!!! I am a passionate person, I feel and think deeply, too deeply in fact. But he has held on, he has loved me unconditionally, he accepts me and is always happy to come home to me. I am a very lucky person!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333399;"&gt;He has asked me on occasion, what kind of day is it, is it a love day or hate day? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333399;"&gt;I am in love right now! I think he is a great guy, who is a wonderful father. He loves our kids and they love him so much! He has different views than me, our politics are so far apart, he doesn't even believe in gobal warming, oh the list goes on and on. Sometimes he makes me insane, but then he can just say something, or smile and my heart melts!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-113019015690243569?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/113019015690243569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=113019015690243569&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/113019015690243569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/113019015690243569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/10/love-cycle.html' title='Love Cycle'/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-113011984392983357</id><published>2005-10-23T22:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T22:12:06.576-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/54/5747/640/clumpy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/54/5747/320/clumpy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NFL Week 7 Buffalo 17 Oakland 38&lt;br /&gt;We got our butts kicked by the Bay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8;"&gt;Posted by Lisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-113011984392983357?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/113011984392983357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=113011984392983357&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/113011984392983357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/113011984392983357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/10/nfl-week-7-buffalo-17-oakland-38-we.html' title=''/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-113007557470652783</id><published>2005-10-23T09:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T09:59:54.180-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Reward!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ricky has his last football game this week, so Rick went and got him his reward yesterday! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am going to start from the beginning.....Last year I saw an ad for youth football and asked Ricky, &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;would you like to play?&lt;/span&gt; He was nervous, &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"what if I don't like it?"&lt;/span&gt; I said well you'll never know until you try!!! The first three practices he LOVED it!!! Then they handed out all the pads and helmet! &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"MOM this is hard!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;" He came to me one night right before practice, &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"I am quitting, I don't want to play."&lt;/span&gt; I was sad, &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;"you haven't even play one game yet?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;So I take him over to the field, &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;lets talk to coach and see what he thinks.&lt;/span&gt; I tell the coach he is discouraged, he doesn't want to play.....The coach really surprised me, can you guess what he said?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;He looked right at Ricky, You don't want to play? Ricky answers,&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; no&lt;/span&gt;.......OK, did you bring all your equiptment to hand in? I was a bit shocked!!! No encouragement to continue, no why don't you want to play? Just Ok, hand in your stuff!!!!! So we left the field, I didn't have any of his stuff that night to hand in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So I tell him, ya know Momma has been through alot in her life, but one thing she never did was quit!!!!! &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;We are not quitters in this house.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"Well, I am! I'm a quitter because I am not playing!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Rick talked to him, he offered him some reward, it was a robot (Robosabien) that was $100!! I was even more shocked!!!!!!! I told him, &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I don't know if we can get you that robot!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"Can I go to the toy store and pick out a toy?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Yes, sure.&lt;/span&gt; So he finished up and I thought that was the end of his football career!!! :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;So this year, he approaches Rick, &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"Dad, I really want this BeBe gun, how 'bout if I play football and then can I get it?" &lt;/span&gt;Rick was soooo happy, he goes to all the practices and is an assistant coach this year, YES!!! I can get you a BB gun, no problem!! So we sign him up, he plays and really is enjoying himself this year! Plus has done great too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I find the robot that he wanted for $70 and got it for him for Christmas 2004!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;My boys are in the basement right now as I type, target practice with a new Crossman BB gun with a scope and all!!!! Ricky is ecstatic!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-113007557470652783?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/113007557470652783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=113007557470652783&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/113007557470652783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/113007557470652783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/10/big-reward.html' title='Big Reward!'/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-112986827112386318</id><published>2005-10-21T00:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T00:17:51.136-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My sister in law's mother died. This woman suffered with diabetes, lost her sight, and her leg. She slipped into a coma and faded away after she had told Anne, I am so tired, I can't do this anymore. I feel bad for her family, but Anne told me that her estranged brother really came through at this time and they are all now speaking and supporting one another.&lt;br /&gt;The memorial service is tomorrow morning. I asked Rick if he could meet me at the church, I hope he can do it. I will go either way, I love Anne.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-112986827112386318?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/112986827112386318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=112986827112386318&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112986827112386318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112986827112386318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-sister-in-laws-mother-died.html' title=''/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-112983373754842133</id><published>2005-10-20T14:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T14:42:17.563-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WHOA!</title><content type='html'>Man, I know I live in Upstate NY, and I know we usually have about 9 months of winter, BUT wow, it has gotten really cold here!!!!! We have been spoiled with the hot summer and warm Fall. Ricky had a football game last night and whoa - was I cold! I made sure he had a sweatshirt on under his jersey, and he had his gloves too, I asked him, Are you cold? He nodded yes! The wind was blowing so hard, I thought, if there was any chance that something could fall from the sky it would not be rain!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One practice I went to pick him up, I was standing across the baseball field, behind a fence watching. I wanted to make sure he saw me, so when I saw him looking my way I waved. He waved but the coach yelled at him, "RICKY WHAT ARE YOU DOING???" I felt so bad.......I had gotten him in trouble! When he got in the car he told me, your love got me in trouble Mom!!! So now when he sees me on the sidelines, he just gives me a small wave with his hands down by his sides! He is really enjoying this year in football, he understands the game better this year and he will be getting a big reward for his great work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received Calla's 5 week grade report. She is doing GREAT!!!! I am so proud of her! All her grades are A's &amp; B's! All except Spanish?? I am so confused as her average grade for two years has been 95% now it is 70-75%. This is her favorite course??? She has done so well for two years Spanish. I made a call to her counselor today. She also set up an appointment to see her, she said she does not like the teacher, she feels like he does not teach well. I have to believe something is going on considering how well she has done in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to break down and put the furnace on. I am worried about our utlitlies. Rick said, we'll make it through, don't worry. That is hard for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-112983373754842133?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/112983373754842133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=112983373754842133&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112983373754842133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112983373754842133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/10/whoa.html' title='WHOA!'/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-112975216279326826</id><published>2005-10-19T15:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T16:02:42.813-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hee heeee</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;Well I went to my interview with the florist today and I got the job!!!! It is strictly part time and holiday work but at least it's a start. She is paying what I think I need and deserve to make, so that is  great!!!! I start next month to help with Thanksgiving, work the entire month of Dec for Christmas, and Feb for Valentine's Day. She seems very nice, down to earth and fun! I am excited about starting!! I am "on call" right now if she gets in a jam and needs help. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;I baby sat my nephew today, he is such a sweet doll! He is learning how to color! Basically he takes the crayons out of the box and then puts them back in!!!!!!!! He loves Elmo so we watched Seasame Street! He was calling me Auntie!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-112975216279326826?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/112975216279326826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=112975216279326826&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112975216279326826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112975216279326826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/10/hee-heeee.html' title='Hee heeee'/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-112958235218879952</id><published>2005-10-17T16:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T16:56:05.406-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/54/5747/640/shilo_10_6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/54/5747/320/shilo_10_6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Shilo my brother's new dog!&lt;br /&gt;He just brought him over for us to see him!&lt;br /&gt;He is 9 weeks old and such a doll!&lt;br /&gt;He is alittle fellow compared to the beasts I live with!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8;"&gt;Posted by Lisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-112958235218879952?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/112958235218879952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=112958235218879952&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112958235218879952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112958235218879952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/10/this-is-shilo-my-brothers-new-dog-he.html' title=''/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-112958227648304523</id><published>2005-10-17T16:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T16:54:45.890-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/54/5747/640/shilo_10_6_shepherd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/54/5747/320/shilo_10_6_shepherd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He just had his first bath!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8;"&gt;Posted by Lisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-112958227648304523?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/112958227648304523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=112958227648304523&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112958227648304523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112958227648304523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/10/he-just-had-his-first-bath-posted-by.html' title=''/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-112954955100149918</id><published>2005-10-17T07:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T07:45:51.020-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Angel</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;I am not sure how she knew, but my oldest sister came through for me in such a big way yesterday!!!! As I had mentioned I had a rough week (last week)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;I get a call from her on Saturday and she said, I have a small gift for you, it's not anything big but it's a surprise and it's for you! I think you will really like it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;I almost cried on the phone with her! I told her, I've had such a rough week, can't believe you are even calling! She said, "you wanna know what it is?" I said, no- let it be a surprise!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;It was a wonderful votive candle holder with 2 boxes of Party Lite candles! Wild Blueberry and Spicy Apple! These candles are not cheap! They burn beautifully though, each votive burns for 12 hours and the smell!!!!!!!?????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;I was so happy yesterday, watching the NFL and burning my new candles! I made some great turkey soup with fresh baby peas and spinach! Fresh bread &amp;amp; butter, yummy soup and my house filled with great scents!! I hope this is a start of a great week for all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-112954955100149918?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/112954955100149918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=112954955100149918&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112954955100149918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112954955100149918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-angel.html' title='My Angel'/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-112951063601280441</id><published>2005-10-16T20:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T21:16:55.696-04:00</updated><title type='text'>National Football League</title><content type='html'>I love football, as you all know! I am just bewildered at what has happened in the season though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets look at the Minnesota Vikings. The are coming off an 8-8 season last year with a trip to the playoffs on a wild card entry. Randy Moss and Daunte Culpepper hook up to score lots of points and they are a tough team. In the off season management decided Moss is too controversial, not the right chemistry as how they put it and he was traded to Oakland. Now the Vikings are 1-4, playing horrible, Culpepper has thrown a 4 touch downs and 10 interceptions in the just the first 6 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now the sex scandal- 17 Vikings (do these men actually think they are the 'real' Vikings?) Charged with sexual misbehavior on a rented ship. Hmmm, Moss was not even there, he is in Oakland, but he is not the right chemistry for the team. Oh yes, much better to have sexual predators on your loosing team!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there is Ricky Williams. Now last year he quit the Miami Dolphins because he came up with a positive pot test. He did not play and Miami surely missed him last year. He has decided to come back this year, he is humble, he has apologized and taken his punishment with an 8 game suspension. Half of the games he could not play, the other 4 games he will play but the NFL will take all of his paycheck. He started today against the Bucs but came up short and Miami lost. Lots of people want to demonize him, saying Miami should not of allowed him to come back. I was rooting for him today! I hope he does great this year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Philadelphia Eagles are another team that I am like wtf is up with that? I have followed Donovan McNabb since he played for Syracuse. He is a great quaterback but this year is hurt. He needs surgery, but The Eagles have a- we still must play him because we need him- mentality. Why put your star in such danger to still loose? I think they should let him have the surgery and he would be able to come back for the last 4 or 5 games of the season. Better to get him healthy than risk him having a career ending injury.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok this is Lisa reporting from maceydoo.com! Back to you Jim........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-112951063601280441?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/112951063601280441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=112951063601280441&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112951063601280441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112951063601280441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/10/national-football-league.html' title='National Football League'/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-112951023198303409</id><published>2005-10-16T20:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T20:50:32.050-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/54/5747/640/buffalo_bills-1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/54/5747/320/buffalo_bills-1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NFL Week 6 Jets 17 Bills 27 I also saw that your team The Jaguars- Wanda pulled off the victory over Pittsburg! Haaa Haa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Posted by Lisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-112951023198303409?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/112951023198303409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=112951023198303409&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112951023198303409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112951023198303409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/10/nfl-week-6-jets-17-bills-27-i-also-saw.html' title=''/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-112942976005760466</id><published>2005-10-15T22:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T05:04:02.036-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Union</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;One for all, one for all&lt;br /&gt;It's all it's all for one&lt;br /&gt;Let's start a union, calling every human&lt;br /&gt;It's one for all and all for one&lt;br /&gt;Let's live in unison, calling every citizen&lt;br /&gt;It's one for all and all for one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;We don't want war- can't take no more&lt;br /&gt;It's drastic time for sure&lt;br /&gt;We need an antidote and a cure&lt;br /&gt;Coz do you really think Mohammed got a problem with Jehovah&lt;br /&gt;We don't want war  imagine if any prophet was alive&lt;br /&gt;In current days amongst you and I&lt;br /&gt;You think they'd view life like you and I do&lt;br /&gt;Or would they sit and contemplate on why&lt;br /&gt;Do we live this way, act and behave this way&lt;br /&gt;We still live in primitive today&lt;br /&gt;Coz the peace in the destination of war can't be the way&lt;br /&gt;There's no way, so people just be 'em wanna be a man&lt;br /&gt;realizee that you can change the world by changing yourself&lt;br /&gt;And understand that we're all just the same&lt;br /&gt;So when I count to three let's change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got no time for grand philosophy&lt;br /&gt;I barely keep my head above the tide&lt;br /&gt;I got this mortgage, got three kids at school&lt;br /&gt;What you're saying is the truth, but really troubles me inside&lt;br /&gt;I'd change the world if I could change my mind&lt;br /&gt;If I could live beyond my fears&lt;br /&gt;Exchanging unity for all my insecurity&lt;br /&gt;Exchanging laughter for my tears &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;One for all, one for all It's all it's all for one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Let's start a union, calling every human &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;It's one for all and all for one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Let's live in unison, calling every citizen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;It's one for all and all for one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, y'all, we in a real deposition&lt;br /&gt;In the midst of all this negative condition&lt;br /&gt;Divided by beliefs, different sink and religion&lt;br /&gt;Why do we keep missing the point in our mission?&lt;br /&gt;Why do we keep killing each other, what's the reason?&lt;br /&gt;God made us all equal in his vision&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I could make music as a religion&lt;br /&gt;Then we could harmonise together in this mission&lt;br /&gt;Listen, I know it's really hard to make changes&lt;br /&gt;But two of us could help rearrange this curse&lt;br /&gt;utilizingg all the power in our voices&lt;br /&gt;Together we will unite and make the right choice&lt;br /&gt;And fight for education, save the next generation&lt;br /&gt;Come together as one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I don't understand why it's never been done&lt;br /&gt;So let's change on the count of one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#999900;"&gt;It takes one, just one&lt;br /&gt;And then one follows the other one&lt;br /&gt;And then another follows the other one&lt;br /&gt;Next thing you know you got a billion&lt;br /&gt;People doing some wonderful things&lt;br /&gt;People doing some powerful things&lt;br /&gt;Let's change and do some powerful things&lt;br /&gt;Unity could be a wonderful thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Black Eyed Peas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-112942976005760466?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/112942976005760466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=112942976005760466&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112942976005760466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112942976005760466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/10/union.html' title='Union'/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-112933924783571791</id><published>2005-10-14T21:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T21:21:24.556-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Should I blog? Or not? I've felt like shit for a few days now, mentally and physically. I have a cough and now it has moved up to my nose! Both interviews have been moved til next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my female bullies is in season and it is driving my male insane and in turn driving me to the point of utter despair and weariness. He sits in his cage and barks, and whines and wants out, but Lulu is not"'ready" most bitches will have a day or two when they are fertile and they will allow the male to sniff around them ....No not Lulu, she is not wild about Mac and she's just as soon tear into his ear than have him near her! You should see him approach her, ears all back with such a sweet face on, she is having no part of it! So I've been dealing with that for the last three days....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband suffers from migraines. I thankfully have never had them, but am very familiar with them. I was just thinking it had been awhile since he had one and boom today, funny eyes, sick to his stomach and then pain in his brain. It started early this morning, he was able to take some tylenol codeine but stayed at work. There was a time that he would have two a week, when he got home I made him a roast beef hoagie and he went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least there will be football on tomorrow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-112933924783571791?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/112933924783571791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=112933924783571791&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112933924783571791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112933924783571791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/10/should-i-blog-or-not-ive-felt-like.html' title=''/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-112914691513856102</id><published>2005-10-12T15:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T15:57:51.616-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Had Enough</title><content type='html'>Ricky had a physical today with his pediatrician. I forgot to save a pee sample this morning so they made pee in the cup when we were there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;"Here ya go buddy, pee in the cup and leave it in the white cupboard"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"I don't have to pee right now Mom"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;"Don't worry as soon as you get in there you will, you see the white cupboard door? Leave it in there"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Now there was a white cupboard above the toilet that looked like it held supplies, I made sure he knew the right white door to put his sample in!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;"How'd ya make out?"&lt;/span&gt; I asked him when he came out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"Well, I didn't get alot in the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;......(I thought he was going to say cup) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;BOWL!!!!" It went in the cup and all over the floor! Don't worry I cleaned it up and washed my hands!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So they call us in and check his eyes, ears, blood pressure, weight and height. Then lead us into the small exam room. I began to read him a Brer Rabbit book and was half way through when the intern came in. He checked Ricky's heart, ears, mouth, stomach and back. He asked him questions about his diet and exercise. He promised the doctor would be in, in a few minutes. I went back to reading the Brer Rabbit book and finished the entire thing, not a short book I might add. I was so sick of waiting, I told him get dressed, we are leaving!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"Mom, how can we leave, we haven't seen Dr. Robinson yet?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;"Well, we have another appointment" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Which was not far from the truth, considering he had homework to do, eat and be on the football field for game tonight by 5pm!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he was dressed, I opened the exam room door and there stood the intern, I think he had overheard us talking and looked surprised that we were really going to leave! He stammered, Dr. Robinson will be right with you, in just a moment! I asked him what time is it? I almost died when he told me 2:48!! Our appointment was at 1:15!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the check out counter &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;"sorry we have another appointment we have to leave now"&lt;/span&gt; the receptionist was frazzled. Can you wait here for a moment? So we stood there and she promised the doctor would be right with us. I waited another five minutes in the hallway, then gently tapped Ricky on the shoulder and we left!!!!!! I had made this appointment over 7 weeks ago! It's not like we just showed up and asked for a physical. This kind of thing happens everytime one of my kids has a physical and I am fed up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got into the car and I was giggling.......&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"why are you laughing, Mom?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;"Momma was a bad girl, she didn't wait for the doctor!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-112914691513856102?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/112914691513856102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=112914691513856102&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112914691513856102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112914691513856102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/10/had-enough.html' title='Had Enough'/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-112906466191499236</id><published>2005-10-11T16:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T17:04:21.930-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Boy</title><content type='html'>Rick has taken the last two days off. He was not feeling well on Sunday night, but I think he stretched it a bit by not going in today! When I got home from work, I got the kids ready for school and on the bus and went upstairs to find him sleeping in bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told him, you are a naughty boy! I took advantage of the situation though and he helped me get my kitchen in order!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has gotten cold here, I am afraid to turn on the furnace though, they are threatening us with a 30-70% increase in utility bill. We did break down and turn on the heat though, pretty miserable when you feet are cold all day and night!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made chicken enchiladas for dinner, yum yum! Clean kitchen helps to cook good dinners!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-112906466191499236?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/112906466191499236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=112906466191499236&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112906466191499236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112906466191499236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/10/bad-boy.html' title='Bad Boy'/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-112898335741829560</id><published>2005-10-10T18:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T07:36:37.176-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tragedy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;There is a big controversy that is going on in our community. A entire football team has been suspended from school (high school) because they broke the rules about being around underage drinking.&lt;br /&gt;I am appalled at the way the newspaper has been covering this story, not coming out with all the facts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taylor has always been a dancer. He is 16 and has trouble in high school making friends. He decided to have a party to win people over from his school. Over 250 kids showed up at his house. The football team entered the house and within minutes started a rampage and trashed the young man's and his mother's home. Threw the TV on the floor, broke lamps, and basically ruined their living room. The police were called, his mother came home to find the mess and was beside herself. She didn't know what to do, should she send her son to boarding school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The young man knowing that he didn't win any friends, felt so ashamed, he walked out into one of our expressways and is now in the hospital in a coma, with a smashed pelvis, punctured lungs and swollen brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The entire football team has been suspended ending their football season this year, endangering some of the boys scholarships to college. The newspaper has not linked the two events together, they just keep printing how can the school be so strict? Was it fair to suspend children that were not drinking? Never mind the fact that this young 16 year old man has been tormented his entire high school life, not "fitting in" to the norm of jocks and cheerleaders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sick about this young man. Where is the tolerance? In the year 2005, aren't we teaching our children that everyone is different yet we are all human beings? Aren't there resources for young people to come to terms with their sexuality, drug use or sex in general?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a very rich and well off area of Rochester that this has happened. Well educated parents raising prejudice brats!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*Just a side note here.....Everyone involved in sports at this particular high school signs a contract stating that they will not be in the vicinity of underage drinking. If it's known that at a party there will be alcohol, they are not supposed to go.&lt;/span&gt; Several of the boys have stated that they did not drink, but they also signed the contract saying they would not be around underage drinking. Parents are very upset, but the school has stood firm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-112898335741829560?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/112898335741829560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=112898335741829560&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112898335741829560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112898335741829560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/10/tragedy.html' title='Tragedy'/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-112894307162658559</id><published>2005-10-10T07:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T07:17:51.796-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/54/5747/640/04BuffaloBillsHelmet.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/54/5747/320/04BuffaloBillsHelmet.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NFL Week 5 Miami 14 Buffalo 20  Rick's brother is a Miami fan, he invited us over for a football party to watch the game! We had lots of fun and laughs! Good Time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Posted by Lisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-112894307162658559?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/112894307162658559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=112894307162658559&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112894307162658559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112894307162658559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/10/nfl-week-5-miami-14-buffalo-20-ricks.html' title=''/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-112890447133038024</id><published>2005-10-09T20:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T20:34:31.366-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;My father is sick. He has facial dystonia which effects movement in your face. It causes uncontrollable movement of muscles in your body, his being in his face. It started about 8 or 9 months ago, in his eyes. He would flinch his eyes, open and shut them and had no control over them. It has since moved down his face and now is effecting his mouth. He is having trouble speaking, he drools, and has a hard time keeping his food in his mouth when he is eating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;My father and myself have had our difficult times, but I am just heart sick about how this is effecting him. He is very depressed, when he gets the nerve up to speak I have to really listen closely and I still don't understand much of what he is trying to communicate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;They use botox to treat this illness. It freezes the muscle so they won't twitch. He has had four treatments so far with little success. The next move will be them going into his throat area with a scope and injecting the botox into his larynx and the inside of his throat. This next treatment will be in Dec because you have to wait three months between each set of shots. The last treatment in Sept. they wanted to go into his throat but he was scared and told them to just put the shots in his face. Ten shots to his face, five on each side, and it didn't help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I communicate with my father through the internet most of time. Through emails and IM's. I was shocked on Labor Day when I saw him. He is still his prickly self online! You have to be careful of him and what he can say to you! I find myself guarding my heart from him most times or he can slice me with his words. He is my father and I love him dearly, no matter what hard times we have had. I feel sick to my stomach at how ill he is, how this has effected him, and there is no cure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-112890447133038024?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/112890447133038024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=112890447133038024&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112890447133038024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112890447133038024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-father-is-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-112877617479759665</id><published>2005-10-08T08:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T08:56:14.813-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Drenched!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;OMG!!!!! We all got so wet standing out there in that field last night! I had an umbrella and even wore my fashionless poncho, but the rain was coming down sideways!!!!!! My jeans were soaked in the back, and down by my feet the were so wet that it started soaking around to the front! By the end of the game I was so cold, I just sorta stumbled back to my car!!! A very nice parent bought the boys hot chocolate at half time to warm them all up! They were sooo wet! They won though!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;I got a call from the convention center last night for an interview! I am so excited!!! Two interviews this week! I hope something comes through for me! I will stay with the paper route til the end of the year (if I can make it!) Christmas time brings a big bonus for me and I would hate for someone else to get it after I have been delivering almost the whole year! I figured it out today too, I've been doing this route for 4 years! Man where has the time gone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;It's my Dad's birthday today and we are having a party at my sister's house. I spent almost a half hour trying to find him a card. Why do all the birthday cards have things like, Dad Thank you so much for your support and acceptance of me through the years? I should start a new company for greeting cards!!! I would design one that says something like, Dad, sorry I never lived up to your expectations, but I do love you and wish you a happy birthday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-112877617479759665?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/112877617479759665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=112877617479759665&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112877617479759665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112877617479759665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/10/drenched.html' title='Drenched!!'/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-112871909764842907</id><published>2005-10-07T17:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T17:04:57.650-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/54/5747/640/rainweb.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/54/5747/320/rainweb.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where's the umbrella?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Posted by Lisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-112871909764842907?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/112871909764842907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=112871909764842907&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112871909764842907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112871909764842907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/10/wheres-umbrellaposted-by-lisa.html' title=''/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-112871873829013830</id><published>2005-10-07T16:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T16:58:58.303-04:00</updated><title type='text'>They Were Right</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;Well, the rain and the cold did come our way. I was just watching CNN and can not believe how freakin big this front is!!!! I think it goes from Upstate NY all the way down to Washington DC, plus they say it is going to "linger" over us for at least til Sunday. What a drag!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;I will be going to Ricky's football game tonight, in the cold and the rain! We stopped by the dollar store and got all of us those rain poncho's......Oh what fun, I can't wait to make my fashion statement!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-112871873829013830?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/112871873829013830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=112871873829013830&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112871873829013830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112871873829013830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/10/they-were-right.html' title='They Were Right'/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-112863479153614079</id><published>2005-10-06T17:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T17:39:51.570-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Ready</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well I ordered some new shoes today from Landsend. I need a pair of nice shoes in case I am hired to work in the flower shop or at the convention center. These look like they will be comfy, yet dressy enough to wear with slacks or even a skirt. I just tried to get a pic of them, but couldn't! I ordered them in black and they are a nice slip on leather.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have just worn sneakers or my winter boots for work for three years now, so I need to start to get my things in order.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was able to send my resume to the convention center today, the girls mailbox was full yesterday and it would not go through......which kept me puzzled for hours!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I know a few people who work at the convention center and have wanted to join them for awhile, I am glad an spot has opened up for me. I am hoping good things will come!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-112863479153614079?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/112863479153614079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=112863479153614079&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112863479153614079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112863479153614079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/10/getting-ready.html' title='Getting Ready'/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-112859778245273166</id><published>2005-10-06T07:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T08:06:58.626-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/54/5747/640/Fall%20Colors%20002small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/54/5747/320/Fall%20Colors%20002small2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8;"&gt;Posted by Lisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-112859778245273166?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/112859778245273166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=112859778245273166&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112859778245273166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112859778245273166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/10/happy-fall-posted-by-lisa.html' title=''/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-112854961590040271</id><published>2005-10-05T17:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T18:02:52.733-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Time For a Change</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#006600;"&gt;Well I am so done with my current job. I have been doing this paper route for three years now, everyday of the year, having to find a sub if I am sick or want a day off. Now the gas prices are soaring, I am so just sick of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were many pros when I considered this job, working while my children slept was the major one. Not having to pay for day care and giving 40% of my check away every week tends to sway your decision making quickly. Also I doubled my monthly income. Ok, lets see, I make such and such working in a flower shop, and now I am working just about the same amount of hours and making double what I used to make....That decision was not hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a floral designer, I have worked in the field for many years. I know how to run an entire flower shop, from processing flowers, to dealing with customers, making funeral arrangements and even dealing with brides. I know how to take and send wire orders using FTD or any other wire service a shop may have. I have slaved many, many hours for holidays and felt like I was chained to my bench for many Valentine's Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved working in a flower shop, it is alot of work, but really did enjoy it. I just never made any money. They want to pay you some ridiculous amount of money per hour, like less that $7 and take taxes out too!!!!! My last shop I worked in was pretty abusive as the people were so old, they hated being there, and in turn took it out on all of us. I was not looking forward to being in a shop anytime soon. Well, that has been three years ago now.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw a ad for a floral designer in a small paper about two weeks ago. I called and talked to a girl who promised to call me back several times. Finally yesterday I did a reverse look up online using the phone number and found out where the shop was located. I dressed and went over to talk to her in person. I have an interview set up for next week. I am going to ask for a good amount of money per hour. I have over 15 years experience behind me and I will work hard for her. I deserve to be compensated for my work, if she does not want to pay me, I am not going to take the job. It is just not worth it to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of my friends wanted me to become a nurses assistant. I know you can make good money doing this job, but one major problem is......I hate hospitals! As soon as I walk into an hospital the smell hits me in the stomach like a punch to my gut. How can I work in the medical field when I hate hospitals? No, I don't think that would be a good choice for me.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talked with another person today about working at the convention center, helping to set up banquet halls for weddings and parties. I hope something comes through for me soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-112854961590040271?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/112854961590040271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=112854961590040271&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112854961590040271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112854961590040271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/10/time-for-change.html' title='Time For a Change'/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-112853874061058561</id><published>2005-10-05T14:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T14:59:00.633-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Commander in Chief</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Has anyone been watching this new series? I am enjoying it so much!!!!! Last night my husband started a funny pun.....I will share!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Geena Davis- Commander in Chief&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Bill Clinton- Commander in Splief&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;George Washington- Commander in Teeth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Abe Lincoln- Commander in Free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jimmy Carter- Commander in Peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and the ultimate.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;George W -Commander in Weep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Please feel free to add yours!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-112853874061058561?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/112853874061058561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=112853874061058561&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112853874061058561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112853874061058561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/10/commander-in-chief.html' title='Commander in Chief'/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-112852987511331377</id><published>2005-10-05T12:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T12:31:15.233-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/54/5747/640/govtatwork.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/54/5747/320/govtatwork.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Posted by Lisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-112852987511331377?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/112852987511331377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=112852987511331377&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112852987511331377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112852987511331377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/10/haaaposted-by-lisa.html' title=''/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-112834042580018801</id><published>2005-10-03T07:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T07:24:51.626-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Homecoming</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;My daughter's school had Homecoming this weekend after their first home football game. She asked for $5 to buy her ticket and was exciting about going. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;Me, being 41 years old, thought, Homecoming (as homecoming queen and king) fancy party type dance. So I asked her, "what are you going to wear?" She had said, "I think I'll wear my pink dress." This dress is a sweet little silky chamile type dress with white netting over the top of it. Three small silk flowers decorate the front. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;On Saturday night the whole time she is getting ready she is in a panic, "Is this too dressy? They said it was casual." I assured her, "You look beautiful and look, you're going to wear your pink flip flops, that makes it casual." I French braided her hair and took her over to the school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;Now this was held at the high school, she is in a separate building right now as a freshman. So we get a look at what the girls are wearing.........Jeans and Tanks!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;"OMG Mom!!!! I think this is too fancy!!!" But she sees her friends waiting for her at the door so she gets out and goes over to them. The first thing one of the girls says is...."Look at you, uuu, you're alittle overdressed!!!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;I pull away and and now&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; I&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;am in a panic!!!!! I felt like I had just sent her out into a pack of wolves to tear her up with their cruel words!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;So then I have a thought, I can bring her a change of clothes, hmmm, should I? Or will she be OK? I get back home and tell her Dad, they were all dressed in jeans and tanks!!! He said, "Lisa, girls do not wear dresses anymore!!!" So I get her jeans and a sweater together for her and go back over to the school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;I walk in and ask if I can find my daughter Calla, the girls says, sure go ahead. I go into the gym, it's all dark, I see a bunch of kids doing that grinding dance but can not find her!!! On my second swoop through I see her standing with her friends. I went over to her and just touched her back, hey I said softly, and motioned her to follow me away from her friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;"What is wrong? Is everything OK?" she asks me quite confused! I say, "look I brought you a change of clothes, it's up to you, if you want to change fine if not that is OK too."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;She made me so proud! She said, I'm OK Mom! She stayed in her frilly dress and had a good time! I told her, I love you Calla! Have Fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-112834042580018801?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/112834042580018801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=112834042580018801&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112834042580018801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112834042580018801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/10/homecoming.html' title='Homecoming'/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-112813732517499614</id><published>2005-09-30T23:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T23:28:45.186-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/54/5747/640/bear%26momma.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/54/5747/320/bear%26momma.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if you are sick of my posts about this baby bear cub! I am so in love with him! Mei is a great Momma and he is thriving, gaining about a pound a week! They had a "name the cub" contest I entered. The prize is a trip to Washington DC to actually meet HIM!! Oh, boy could you imagine if I win?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Posted by Lisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-112813732517499614?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/112813732517499614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=112813732517499614&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112813732517499614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112813732517499614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/09/sorry-if-you-are-sick-of-my-posts.html' title=''/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-112813714190314133</id><published>2005-09-30T23:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T23:44:33.330-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/54/5747/640/bearcub.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/54/5747/320/bearcub.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first teddy bear was a panda, her name was Cindy and she had one of those bells thingys inside of her. I had her almost 10 years (she stopped jingle-linging!) but she was so loved she pretty much fell apart. I still have my second teddy bear ever, again, another panda, his name is Charlie and I still love him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8;"&gt;Posted by Lisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-112813714190314133?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/112813714190314133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=112813714190314133&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112813714190314133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112813714190314133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-first-teddy-bear-was-panda-her-name.html' title=''/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-112813699719416788</id><published>2005-09-30T23:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T23:37:39.756-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/54/5747/640/Sept19cubinbin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/54/5747/320/Sept19cubinbin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have loved bears since I was a child. There is just something about them! Look at how cute he is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8;"&gt;Posted by Lisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-112813699719416788?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/112813699719416788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=112813699719416788&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112813699719416788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112813699719416788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-have-loved-bears-since-i-was-child.html' title=''/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-112811817588136459</id><published>2005-09-30T17:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T18:09:35.896-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc6600;"&gt;I love this time of year. It is getting cooler so I can cook! I have been making soups, tomato and zucchini over pasta, greens and beans and Mexican food too. There is something about coming home and having food cooking on the stove that makes my husband soooo happy! He walks in smiles and says, "Something smells good!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc6600;"&gt;I made Minestrone soup for the first time last week and it was delicious! (If I do say so myself!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc6600;"&gt;I had never made it before but figured it couldn't be that hard. I used chicken broth, canned whole tomatoes, green beans, pink and black beans, carrots, zucchini, onion and fresh baby peas. I also found some baby corn that I chopped up and threw in there too. It was very yummy! By the time I had it all together I could not believe how much soup I had! I gave some to my parents, I'm not good at freezing!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Not sure what has gotten into me, but I have been thinking about what I want to cook, making sure I have it all in the house and cooking! I used to do ALL the cooking for years and years, but for the last few years my husband has kinda taken over the cooking. I am really enjoying cooking though, I will make chicken soup almost every week now. I remember trying to get my hubby to just eat soup for dinner. He was like, "This is it???" Now I make sure I have fresh bread in the house when I make soup and everyone is full! At Thanksgiving time I can find turkey broth so I will make turkey soup and put chopped spinach in it, oh that is very yummy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Sundays is football and sauce, a family tradition that has been continued for years. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What have you all been cooking?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-112811817588136459?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/112811817588136459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=112811817588136459&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112811817588136459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112811817588136459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/09/fall.html' title='Fall'/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-112802874111052924</id><published>2005-09-29T16:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T17:19:01.150-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I am sitting here having my first cuppa tea and it is almost 5pm! We lost our power today for about 7 hours. Bummer..........when my little boy got off the bus I took him over to my friends house and we walked a trail we have been doing this week. I was so hoping when we got home the power would be back on.......YAY!!!!!! Not sure why but I did hear that over 56,000 people were without power today, we had some strong winds today, they recorded them at 40 to 50 miles per hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been abit overwhelmed by what is happening in the Gulf Coast. So many thousands of people loosing their homes and all they owned. There were some great stories that came out of this tragedy and I will share a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a couple in Lancaster Pa that told their family from Louisiana they could come up to stay with them. They were expecting 10 or 15 people, as of today they have 50 people staying in a 4 bedroom home! The people of Lancaster have donated food, and even some have removed properties from the market to donate homes to these families!!! Americans ROCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Mississippi they had a wonderful aquarium right on the Gulf of Mexico. The entire facility was ruined when Katrina came through. The aquarium had 8 dolphins that would perform each day. The dolphins were missing after the storm. Somehow these dolphins made it out to the Gulf and all stayed together. The trainers found them and began feeding them fish, putting antibiotics and vitamins in the the fishes gills. They were able to rescue 4 of the dolphins by making them beach themselves on a floating matt out in the Gulf. A local Holiday Inn let them convert their pool to hold the 4 rescued dolphins for several days. The remaining 4 dolphins (all females) were not in the same place the following day. The workers and veterinarians were very worried about them and searched all day. The next day a boater saw dolphins about 15 miles east of where they had been-- performing tricks out on the Gulf!! They were able to rescue the remaining dolphins and have set up temperary salt water tanks for them. All 8 dolphins were recovered and are doing well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kerry Sanders of NBC News is in Louisiana and he noticed about 4 miles away from the Gulf of Mexico a dolphin that was stuck in a small area. The dept of the water was about 5 feet, sorta like a big puddle considering this dolphin was about 500 pounds. The locals were upset, "what about us? We have nothing left and you are worried about that dolphin?" This man had every right to be upset about his situation, but he had a change of heart. We need to help this guy out. The Coast Guard, and Army helped get this big guy in a sling and helicoptered him back out to the Gulf. He swam away and met up with about 4 or 5 other dolphins, safe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Phil has been helping people and highlighting a place in in the LA area called Dream Center. They have been housing many evacuees since the storm hit. Now they are giving away homes and finding jobs for people in California!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The government has really dropped the ball in this whole mess, local, state and federal, BUT the American People are helping, donating money, working to clear roads, and helping to pick up the pieces! This nation is filled with the best people on Earth!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-112802874111052924?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/112802874111052924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=112802874111052924&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112802874111052924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112802874111052924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-am-sitting-here-having-my-first.html' title=''/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-112769467850906222</id><published>2005-09-25T20:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T20:31:18.523-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/54/5747/640/BILLS2001WEDGECAP.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/54/5747/320/BILLS2001WEDGECAP.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NFL Week 3 Atlanta 24 Buffalo 16 I have a feeling it's going to be a long season!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Posted by Lisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-112769467850906222?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/112769467850906222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=112769467850906222&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112769467850906222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112769467850906222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/09/nfl-week-3-atlanta-24-buffalo-16-i.html' title=''/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-112761405677767978</id><published>2005-09-24T21:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T22:11:46.033-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Luck Outfit</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;A few years ago I bought an outfit to go to my husband's Christmas party. It is a beautiful three piece suit. A sleeveless top with matching skirt and jacket. It is very pretty and it was very expensive. I was excited to wear it that night, we get to the downtown Hyatt for a rizty party, I had one drink, and all of a sudden I go dizzy!!! I could not eat, I felt like I was going to be sick, so we left. I have never worn the outfit again. It is very dressy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we have a wedding reception to go to tonight. I was kinda dreading it, but decided I could wear my snazzy outfit. I bought a sweet little pair of a slipper style embroidered flats to go with it. I can wear my rhinestone jewelry with this outfit as they are very flashy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We get to the reception (late in fact) and I get a call. My son had hurt his eye earlier today. Something flew into his eye and I think he scrathed it. I can hear him bawling, crying, weeping loudly on the phone, can you come home Mom? My eye hurts!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I am back home, he was just playing video games! No longer crying, no longer weeping, just hanging out....fine. I am glad he is OK, but I am wondering if my beautiful outfit is bad luck?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-112761405677767978?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/112761405677767978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=112761405677767978&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112761405677767978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112761405677767978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/09/bad-luck-outfit.html' title='Bad Luck Outfit'/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-112743442189164364</id><published>2005-09-22T20:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T20:15:06.420-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/54/5747/640/drowning1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/54/5747/320/drowning1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8;"&gt;Posted by Lisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-112743442189164364?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/112743442189164364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=112743442189164364&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112743442189164364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112743442189164364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/09/posted-by-lisa.html' title=''/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-112743332474363684</id><published>2005-09-22T19:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T20:18:28.980-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm loosing my grip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;like sands thru clenched fingers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;or as a hourglass flows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;no ability to stop it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;or tip it over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;no strength to care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;like the water that falls from my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;watering my soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;drowning in pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;will there ever be a garden of peace?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-112743332474363684?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/112743332474363684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=112743332474363684&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112743332474363684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112743332474363684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/09/im-loosing-my-grip-like-sands-thru.html' title=''/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-112725512287016283</id><published>2005-09-20T17:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T18:25:22.883-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Secret</title><content type='html'>When I had my second child, I felt like I lost my mind! Now I am being completely honest with you....It felt like my whole life was turned upside down. My first born was almost 5 years old when I gave birth again. I was so out of the whole diaper bag, car seat carrier, change of clothes needed at all times mode! I remember being so overwhelmed and crazed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one rarely speaks of this, these feeling of inadequate and helplessness because mother are supposed to be selfless angels. I was so beside myself in my own mind, very stressed out. I now can see that yes, maybe I did experience some kind of post pardon depression, but at the time, I had no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was an avid sewing, crafter and whatever struck my fancy. I used to design my own clothes, changing patterns and using pieces of this one with that. I would even make up my own patterns too! After my second child was born....it's been 10 years since I have sewn!!!!!! I am telling you- something happened to my brain! I didn't have the patience to figure out measurements, or the time to even sit and sew. It was a passion of mine that I had done for about 8 or 9 years, but I had to let it go. The thing is, I didn't even feel bad about it, I had changed, but it did puzzle me! I remember the exact time I realized this, I was sitting at my machine, I heard the kids screaming about something? I just got up, I said in mind, I can't do this and I never went back to it!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly, I have tried to get my shit together, but still feel like I am not fully the same person since I had my second child. My husband had wanted a third child, and has never really let it go. As recently as this spring he was still asking about having a baby! I could never agree to it though, I feel like I have my hands full as it is!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-112725512287016283?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/112725512287016283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=112725512287016283&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112725512287016283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112725512287016283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/09/secret.html' title='A Secret'/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-112708686684051480</id><published>2005-09-18T19:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T19:41:06.863-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/54/5747/640/throwbackbills.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/54/5747/320/throwbackbills.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NFL Week 2 Buffalo 3 Tampa Bay 19 OUCH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Posted by Lisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-112708686684051480?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/112708686684051480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=112708686684051480&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112708686684051480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112708686684051480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/09/nfl-week-2-buffalo-3-tampa-bay-19.html' title=''/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-112689605914824933</id><published>2005-09-16T14:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T05:03:24.803-04:00</updated><title type='text'>One Small Step.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;I saw this story on Real Sports with Bryant Gumbell last year. I recently saw a follow up and am glad to see it resolved!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;Bridgit Koebke and Kendall French have been partners for 12 years. Bridgit paid $18,000 to become a member of Bernardo Heights Country Club in San Diego in 1987. These woman both loved to play golf and Bridgit wanted Kendall to be able to play golf with her each week. The problem was, Kendal was not a member and did not qualify because of the law, they can not become spouses. Bernardo Country Club allows spouses to golf for free. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;Bridgit petitioned Bernardo with a new policy. They agreed with her thoughts, the only thing was they changed what she had written to spouses of opposite sex. This enraged these woman, they had not started out as activist, they just wanted to play golf together and not have to pay the $75 fee to be a guest of members for a round of golf. They were also limited to only 6 rounds per year. The process started and they began a lawsuit. They were shut down the first few times but did not give up! It went to the Supreme Court in California and WON!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;Kendall will now be able to play golf at any time with Bridgit for free! It took several years but these woman never gave up! A civil lawsuit is still pending, they are sueing the Club for discrimination, I will be following the case due in court in October and give you updates!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;Bravo to these woman! Standing up for what is right and fair! Never giving up for they believed in, even when their case was thrown out of court the first few times!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-112689605914824933?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/112689605914824933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=112689605914824933&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112689605914824933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112689605914824933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/09/one-small-step.html' title='One Small Step.....'/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-112673718265727980</id><published>2005-09-14T18:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T18:33:02.716-04:00</updated><title type='text'>An Essential Piece</title><content type='html'>A few weeks ago before school started I took Calla over to her new school so she could decorate and get her locker organized. We had a hard time even getting the thing opened, but finally was able to with the help of a teacher!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While she was putting in her locker shelves and putting up her pictures on the inside door, I started talking to her about her decision to quit chorus. Now the girl has been in NY State's Solo Festival plus All County Mixed Chorus, it is her "thing" So this new school has 80 minutes blocks for each session, so that only leaves a choice of two electives. One being her Spanish, and one Chorus. She wanted to drop chorus and take child development. I was pretty much against dropping chorus, and when I told her, your father and I have discussed this and think you should just stay with chorus this year, you'll have plenty of time to take child development in the future. She got upset with me, and said, It's MY decision!!! I tried to explain to her, no we are the parents and it is not up to you!!!!!! Now this is going on in the hallway, while we were at her locker! All of a sudden the Vice Principal came out of a room (he had heard the whole thing!)&lt;br /&gt;he asked her, is everything alright here? We don't like grouches!!!! I'm going to be keeping my eye on you!!!! I laughed and told him the situation! He agreed with me, and told her about how great the music teacher is at the Ninth Grade Academy. She stayed with chorus and is thrilled, she loves her teacher!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, she tells me the VP has started a bet with her, everytime he see's her she must smile at him or she owes him a dollar!!! He gave her a pencil today that said, An Essential Piece on it! If she owes him nothing by the end of the school year, he will owe her a sub sandwich!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This makes me soooo happy to know that he has connected with her!!!! Her friends say, "here comes your boyfriend, you better smile!!!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-112673718265727980?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/112673718265727980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=112673718265727980&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112673718265727980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112673718265727980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/09/essential-piece.html' title='An Essential Piece'/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-112668577480919462</id><published>2005-09-14T04:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T04:17:38.273-04:00</updated><title type='text'>No Shit</title><content type='html'>Well Bush has come out with it. I take responsibility for the delay in the relief help for the Gulf Coast region. Oh my! Really? You think it's your fault?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't you the one who assured the nation you would keep us safe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't you the one who appointed your friend, Mike Brown (with no emergency experience) to be the director of FEMA? (Federal Emergency Management Agency)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't you the one who safely toured the storm area from Air Force One?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't you the one who waited 5 days before you even went to the area?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my! So glad you have admitted you are responsible, we have known all along!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-112668577480919462?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/112668577480919462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=112668577480919462&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112668577480919462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112668577480919462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/09/no-shit.html' title='No Shit'/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-112668502093782723</id><published>2005-09-14T04:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T04:07:02.126-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/54/5747/640/20050818-cub.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/54/5747/320/20050818-cub.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at how much he has grown! If you would like to see him, go to the panda cams @ &lt;a href="http://nationalzoo.si.edu/Animals/GiantPandas/default.cfm?cam=LP1"&gt;Giant Pandas - National Zoo FONZ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8;"&gt;Posted by Lisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-112668502093782723?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/112668502093782723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=112668502093782723&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112668502093782723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112668502093782723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/09/look-at-how-much-he-has-grown-if-you.html' title=''/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-112655998674466942</id><published>2005-09-12T17:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T17:21:26.583-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/54/5747/640/rickyfootball1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/54/5747/320/rickyfootball1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We Are The Titans! Football Season Has Stared for Ricky!!! GO TITANS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8;"&gt;Posted by Lisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-112655998674466942?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/112655998674466942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=112655998674466942&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112655998674466942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112655998674466942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/09/we-are-titans-football-season-has.html' title=''/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-112655993331719320</id><published>2005-09-12T17:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T17:21:04.923-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/54/5747/640/rickyfootball.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/54/5747/320/rickyfootball.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mighty Mighty Titans!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8;"&gt;Posted by Lisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-112655993331719320?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/112655993331719320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=112655993331719320&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112655993331719320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112655993331719320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/09/mighty-mighty-titans-posted-by-lisa.html' title=''/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-112647304779746208</id><published>2005-09-11T17:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T19:22:06.486-04:00</updated><title type='text'>September 11th</title><content type='html'>It is the day, the day that changed us forever. The day that we watched in horror and cried til there were no more tears. The day that we realized that we are vulnerable. The day the world embraced us and mourned with us. The day that evil reigned and terror filled our beings. The day that heros were made and lost. We must never forget.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-112647304779746208?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/112647304779746208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=112647304779746208&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112647304779746208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112647304779746208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/09/september-11th.html' title='September 11th'/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-112647214253869451</id><published>2005-09-11T16:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T16:57:05.293-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/54/5747/640/BillsBumperSticker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/54/5747/320/BillsBumperSticker.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opening Day! Houston 7 Buffalo 22 GO BILLS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8;"&gt;Posted by Lisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-112647214253869451?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/112647214253869451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=112647214253869451&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112647214253869451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112647214253869451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/09/opening-day-houston-7-buffalo-22-go.html' title=''/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-112647184843221419</id><published>2005-09-11T16:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T16:50:48.443-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Saving Myself</title><content type='html'>I took advice from Sarah at the &lt;a href="http://therose23.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Rose&lt;/a&gt; and decied I must do something to help! I visted nola.com and read all the messages from people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I scrolled through the hundreds of names of people being sought by their loved ones and then went to the red cross site and cnn.com. I can't believe it but I helped!!! A woman in Miami was looking for her neice who fled New Orleans. I found the woman listed on the self registration, she was safe and staying at a VFW in Northern Lousiania. I emailed the woman and sent her the link to her nieces information. I was sky high!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I made myself the most awesome T-Shirt that I absolutely love!!! It made me so happy I wore it yesterday and still have it on now! I will get a picture of me in it soon and post it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-112647184843221419?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/112647184843221419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=112647184843221419&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112647184843221419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112647184843221419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/09/saving-myself.html' title='Saving Myself'/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-112629237084741108</id><published>2005-09-09T14:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T15:24:55.276-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Don't' know how much more I can take&lt;br /&gt;I have my house&lt;br /&gt;I still have my job&lt;br /&gt;My family is safe&lt;br /&gt;We have milk in the fridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling guilty&lt;br /&gt;at how horrible I feel&lt;br /&gt;helpless&lt;br /&gt;drained&lt;br /&gt;numb&lt;br /&gt;wanted to stop watching&lt;br /&gt;decided I must to save myself&lt;br /&gt;from entering the pit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching my story today&lt;br /&gt;ABC broke in&lt;br /&gt;Michael Brown removed&lt;br /&gt;Resume Padded&lt;br /&gt;More Lies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are the only ones who can keep you safe&lt;br /&gt;Bush and Cheney's campaign&lt;br /&gt;Kerry can not do it&lt;br /&gt;Scare tatics worked&lt;br /&gt;More lies&lt;br /&gt;More deceit&lt;br /&gt;More bullshit&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-112629237084741108?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/112629237084741108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=112629237084741108&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112629237084741108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112629237084741108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/09/dont-know-how-much-more-i-can-take-i.html' title=''/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-112626665624537534</id><published>2005-09-09T07:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T07:50:56.256-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing Pains</title><content type='html'>On Tuesday night I realized I didn't have all of Ricky's school supplies. I ran out to Office Depot and did so well! Find almost everything he needed. When I got back I called him down from upstairs,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;"Come on buddy, I need your help"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He comes downstairs, &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"what's up Mom?"&lt;/span&gt; I told him I had all of his supplies and we needed to label everything. So we finished up and got his backpack ready, I told him, &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;"OK now you have to get in the shower and get in bed, I'll have to wake you up at 7am tomorrow."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;"WHY?"&lt;/span&gt; he asked me&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;......"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;uuu&lt;/span&gt; you have school tomorrow." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That shocked look on his face and then the tears came&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;......"Oh little man, didn't you know?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"Well, I knew summer was coming to an end, I just didn't know it was today"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he got in the shower and we got him into bed, the next morning, more tears before going out for the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;"Ricky, what's wrong? You have the same teacher and everyone in your class will be the same from last year."&lt;/span&gt; I comforted him and he got on the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday when he came home from school the first thing he said to me was,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"Mom, I need boxers, and I need boxers today so I can wear them tomorrow"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;"Why, what's going on?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"I have gym tomorrow, ya know 5th grade gym, you have to change your clothes and tighty whiteys &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WILL NOT WORK!!!! "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took him over to Target and got him his boxers and deodorant, one moment a small boy, the next a young man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-112626665624537534?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/112626665624537534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=112626665624537534&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112626665624537534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112626665624537534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/09/growing-pains.html' title='Growing Pains'/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-112612841827929264</id><published>2005-09-07T17:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T17:31:05.036-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;My comments levels have gone way down.....I know people are busy with school starting and their lives, but it makes me wonder if what I have said has offended. I don't mind, be offended, maybe it will change you, maybe it will make you think and this nation can get back to what it supposed to be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;A nation of the people, for the people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I just finished watching Oprah and am numb. We all can be so upset with FEMA, yes, I agree. We can all be upset with Bush, yes, I agree. But more importantly I think we need to wake up America. I know the American people have huge hearts, they rise to help in any kind of disaster- make it natural or manmade. I applauld our giving, or responding, but why must it take something like this to shed light on how fucked up this nation is?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;In 2000 we could say that, oh well we didn't elect him, the Supreme Court did. Shying away from our responsibilities, I am very guilty of this. But now, we have re-elected him, we have let him put idiots into important authorities. We have let him spend our money on a senseless war, taking away our ability to help our people here at home. We have stuck our head in the sand long enough. Stand up, make your voice be heard. Demand answers, demand the people responsible to be held accountable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;When we will this nation become &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;pro-active instead of re-active?&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/12370816-112612841827929264?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/112612841827929264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=112612841827929264&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112612841827929264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112612841827929264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-comments-levels-have-gone-way-down.html' title=''/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-112609395802219602</id><published>2005-09-07T07:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T07:52:38.053-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cover Your Ears</title><content type='html'>On Friday night we were at Saralynn's working to get the basement done. I had just finished cooking and feeding everyone. Most nights I am helping Rick put the drywall up on the ceiling or cooking, I figure either one is helping! So we had just finished up and I was cleaning up the kitchen and got a phone call from my sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;"How long would it take you to get to my house?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;"Not too long, why, what is going on?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;"A bug just flew into Al's (her husband) ear!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;"WHAT??"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;"We are trying to pack up the van to go to Pennsylvania tomorrow, and a bug just flew into Al's ear, I can see it in there, but I am so freaked out, I can't get it out."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;"I think you are going to have to take him the the emergency room, I'm on my way."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;"Alright so if we leave, you are coming to watch the kids?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;"Yes, I'm on my way, I'll come right now"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So I rush over to her house, they had already left. Al's daughter 13, and Suzanne's son 10 years old and baby boy 1 (sleeping) were there. They went to a 24 hour clinic open at a local hospital. They waited to see a doctor but they were unable to get the bug out. They could see and hear it, it was still alive and buzzing in his ear!!!! OMG!!! A nurse asked him, would you like me to put a drop of lanacaine in there, it will kill the bug. YES PLEASE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had to go to another hospital with a ear, nose and throat doctor who was on call. They waited another two hours and when the ENT exammed him he announced, I don't see a bug!!! Uuuuu, we've been dealing with this for almost 5 hours now, there is a BUG in my ear!!! Well, I guess I can flush it out. (Oh thanks asshole!) Sure enough they inserted a small tube into his ear, put some water in and when they sucked it out, there came the bug! It was a small tan moth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was there, I'd go out to smoke and saw about 20 of these small moths.....I was so freaked out I was standing outside with my hands over my ears!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-112609395802219602?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/112609395802219602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=112609395802219602&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112609395802219602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112609395802219602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/09/cover-your-ears.html' title='Cover Your Ears'/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-112600796440180453</id><published>2005-09-06T07:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T08:04:20.743-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Habits Die Hard</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Well I was so proud of myself. I felt like I had seperated my parents in my owm mind. My father is a difficult man, he is pretty miserable most of the time. About 6 weeks ago he really hurt me and I like I always do, I didn't call him on it, just pulled myself away from him and limited my contact with him. In the past I would lump my mother in there too, even though she had not done or said anything to upset me. I thought I had it all worked out though, they are seperate people Lisa, she has not hurt you, don't pull away from her.....not until Sunday when I was talking on the phone with her did I realize that I have fallen back into my old ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;OMG Lisa Where have you been? I haven't talked to you or seen you in , OMG I don't even know how long??? Can you bring the kids out on Monday to see me? I don't think I've seen Calla all summer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;So I went and brought my kids and flowers!!! Sorry Mom, remember who you are married too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-112600796440180453?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/112600796440180453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=112600796440180453&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112600796440180453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112600796440180453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/09/old-habits-die-hard.html' title='Old Habits Die Hard'/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-112593587634818237</id><published>2005-09-05T11:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T11:57:56.366-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Kayne West</title><content type='html'>Did anyone see it? On NBC Friday night a relief concert for victims of Katrina and Kayne decided he should speak out and tell his side of the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;"I don't like the way this media in this country portray black people, if you are black you are looting, if you are white you have find food"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This did happen on the AP wire, photographs of African Americans with statements underneath saying "Looters" And in the same hour photographs of &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;white&lt;/span&gt; people who "found" food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;"They have given them (the army) permission to shoot us"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This is also true, as we have heard of people being shot this weekend by the relief troops sent to New Orleans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have mixed emotions of Kayne West doing this in a forum where you are supposed to be helping victims by asking people for money. But I think it needed to be said, this nation is so torn apart because of race, I do not know if we will ever get past it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;"George Bush doesn't like Black people."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Yes, the fact of his works and administration points to the fact that George Bush does indeed not like black people, just like he doesn't like gay and lesbian people and anyone who does not fit into his cult like mindsets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would it of been better for Kayne West to write a song about his feelings, yes! Would it of been better for him to just say what was written on the prompter so Mike Meyers could follow and not look stupid, yes! But the fact remains that these are important issues that need to be addressed in this nation and Kayne was brave enough to say it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and one more thing........while trying to find the transcript to Kayne's off the cuff speech I read alot of people's comments like "who the hell is this guy?" Wake up people, he was just on the cover of Time Magazine's August 29th issue!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-112593587634818237?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/112593587634818237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=112593587634818237&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112593587634818237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112593587634818237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/09/kayne-west.html' title='Kayne West'/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-112586568287534694</id><published>2005-09-04T16:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T16:28:02.893-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My emotions are so jumbled&lt;br /&gt;How could this happen&lt;br /&gt;With many warnings&lt;br /&gt;Help wanted&lt;br /&gt;Levees not strong enough&lt;br /&gt;All in the city knew&lt;br /&gt;Requested assistance&lt;br /&gt;Denied&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What has this nation come too&lt;br /&gt;When cities are left&lt;br /&gt;Cities filled with our people&lt;br /&gt;Left to fend on their own&lt;br /&gt;Left on roofs&lt;br /&gt;Left dead in the streets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So easy to blame the government&lt;br /&gt;But is it not us&lt;br /&gt;Who are supposed to keep them in check&lt;br /&gt;Our humanity lost&lt;br /&gt;Washed away like the water&lt;br /&gt;That poured from the sky&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-112586568287534694?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/112586568287534694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=112586568287534694&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112586568287534694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112586568287534694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-emotions-are-so-jumbled-how-could.html' title=''/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-112569378353424135</id><published>2005-09-02T16:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T16:43:03.546-04:00</updated><title type='text'>OH MY GOSH!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I just came back from running some errands and getting gas. I could not believe my eyes when I saw at my local gas station prices.......I always just get the lower grade gas 87% as it is the cheapest. I just about died when I saw it was $3.29 a gallon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6600;"&gt;$3.29 per gallon 87%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6600;"&gt;$3.49 per gallon 90%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6600;"&gt;$3.69 per gallon for 97%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I put in $25 and it barely went above half a tank, I used to be able to fill the entire tank for about $26-$28. My job is killing me right now with the price of gas, I get only an gas allaowance of $30 a week, I have been putting in double that!!! I am so freaked out right now, I cried when I left the station.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6600;"&gt;What are all of you paying for gas?&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/12370816-112569378353424135?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/112569378353424135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=112569378353424135&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112569378353424135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112569378353424135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/09/oh-my-gosh.html' title='OH MY GOSH!!!'/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-112568634945433810</id><published>2005-09-02T14:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T14:40:06.876-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Favortie Childhood Memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;I have been tagged by Sarah and Dianna so I decided I should do this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;My 5 Favorite Childhoos Memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;1. My Gramma calling me Dolly (she called all the girls this!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;2. Spending days and night at my Gramma's cottage on Silver Lake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;3. Birthday parties with all my cousins there (my birthdays and theirs!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;4. Vacationing in Ocean City NJ (right on the beach!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;5. Starting my teddy bear collection (I still have it going!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Now I am supposed to ask others to do the same.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Karen and Julie you can give yours!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-112568634945433810?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/112568634945433810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=112568634945433810&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112568634945433810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112568634945433810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-favortie-childhood-memories.html' title='My Favortie Childhood Memories'/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-112551370564966251</id><published>2005-08-31T14:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T14:41:45.663-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Katrina and more</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;OMG! I am just overwhelmed at the damage caused my this storm. New Orleans is still under water and Katrina didn't even hit that city square on. The pictures and live video feed from helicopters is stamped in my brain.....I saw the governor from Louisiana today on one of the morning shows, she looks so tired and weary. Her heart looked like it has been broken for all her people. One good thing is between Cindy Sheenan and now this storm, Bush's 5 week vacation has been ruined!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Another child was shot last night in the city. I don't have alot of details, just saw the headline and my heart sank. All I know is he was 13 years old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;My sister was not able to make Ricky's birthday party this weekend, so she has asked to take him to Chuckie Cheese tonight for pizza and games! I know he will have a great time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-112551370564966251?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/112551370564966251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=112551370564966251&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112551370564966251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112551370564966251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/08/katrina-and-more.html' title='Katrina and more'/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-112534375444774878</id><published>2005-08-29T15:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T15:29:14.460-04:00</updated><title type='text'>5 in 5</title><content type='html'>I am so sad right now. A friend of mine's cousin was killed Saturday night. There has been 5 shootings in 5 days here in Rochester and I am just so overwhelmed with sadness. My friend's cousin was only 18 he was all ready to go to college on a full scholarship. He was not the partying type, always home, or working, studying and trying to get ahead. He had made his family so proud with the scholarship program he put together for himself through his grades and working his heart off. Now he is gone and the family is left to bury him and pick up the pieces. One of the kids shot this weekend was a 2 year old, waiting at a bus stop with his mother by his side, shot in the face by a stray bullet. This city has gone insane and I am so filled with grief&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-112534375444774878?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/112534375444774878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=112534375444774878&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112534375444774878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112534375444774878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/08/5-in-5.html' title='5 in 5'/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-112531643123538171</id><published>2005-08-29T07:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T07:53:51.276-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Boy's Ten!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;We had Ricky's birthday party yesterday. All went well, he said he had a great birthday! He wanted a Alien Invasion PS2 game, we found it for him and he yelled when he unwrapped it! Also got him a new bike too!! He is too funny! He belongs to the Toys R Us Birthday Club, so on his birthday I brought him over to the store. He had a coupon plus a $5 bill, we looked at bike while we were there and I saw a really cool chopper style bike with big ol wheels....He said, "That won't work Mom, it has the hand brakes, I can't do them!" So I told Rick , we need to find him a bike that has the brakes on the peddles, but all the bikes that were his size had hand brakes. When we brought him outside to see his new bike yesterday, the first thing he did was grab one of the peddles and spun it round backwards......he let out a little sigh, oh no......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was convinced that he could not ride a bike with hand brakes!!! Rick coached him and he got the hang of it!!! He finally made the conclusion....."This Bike Rocks!!!" We also bought him the Black Eye Peas CD Monkey Business and a small boom box, I found him on the landing last night with his boom box, headphones plugged in listening to BEP!!! He was a happy boy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-112531643123538171?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/112531643123538171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=112531643123538171&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112531643123538171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112531643123538171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-boys-ten.html' title='My Boy&apos;s Ten!'/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-112519664757819813</id><published>2005-08-27T22:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T22:37:27.603-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Working Non-Stop</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;I am!!! We have been so busy trying to get Sara's basement done so AJ can bring his kids up to New York! Rick has been going like a mad man with the drywall! All three bedroom and closets are done, plus the living room too! Now he is putting drywall up on the ceilings and I was helping him today! You should of seen us working together!!!! I was measuring the spaces, he was re measuring!!!! I did help him hold the pieces up so he could screw them in! The mudding and taping has started, it looks really good!!! The bathroom is getting worked on too!! The tub is in, all it needs is the enclosure part up, all the pipes are ready! We have decided that when the mudding and tape is all done, and the sanding....we will just spray the entire basement for now! Rick has access to a paint sprayer and it will go so quick!!! I think we are going to make the deadline!!! I hope so! The plan is they will be here by next Saturday!! Wish us luck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-112519664757819813?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/112519664757819813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=112519664757819813&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112519664757819813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112519664757819813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/08/working-non-stop.html' title='Working Non-Stop'/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-112508135944320023</id><published>2005-08-26T14:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T14:35:59.443-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/54/5747/640/rickyfootball2.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/54/5747/320/rickyfootball2.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Ricky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Posted by Lisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-112508135944320023?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/112508135944320023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=112508135944320023&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112508135944320023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112508135944320023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/08/happy-birthday-rickyposted-by-lisa.html' title=''/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-112505757335446403</id><published>2005-08-26T07:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T14:28:04.153-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Little Man!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*August 26th 1995&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ten years ago today I gave birth to my son. It was a very hot summer and I had just climbed into bed, it was about 11pm when I heard and felt my water break! My labor started immediately! I called my mid wife and let her know that my water had broke and I was in labor. She was at a pre season football game in Buffalo, but was on her way back. I was trying to get things ready in my home, I was going to try and have my second home birth. I knew I had dishes in the sink, and I wanted to straighten up things. I never got the chance!!! My labor started to move along very quickly, I was just able to walk, my best method of dealing with the pain. My husband knew my labor was moving along quickly, he reconized all the signs even though I was still thinking I had lots of time! He called the mid wife back and she talked to me through several contractions, she asked me to meet her at the hospital. I was insisting that I was fine, I didn't want to go!!! It was after midnight now and I was still just pacing back and forth through our apartment. Rick kept saying to me, "You are in transition Lisa" (meaning the last stages of labor, right before you can push) I thought he was dead wrong and told him, "NO I am NOT!!!!" I remember being in my living room and I FELT the baby drop down!!! It scared me! Suddenly my mid wife was there.....She had drove like a bat out of hell from Buffalo, never even paid the toll!!! She asked me, "Are you going to have this baby in the living room?" I said, no we have the bed already set up. Rick had made the bed, sheet, plastic sheet and then another sheet over the top of everything. She said, well we better get into the bedroom now!!! I climbed up and she wanted me to try squatting, I couldn't do it, I laid on my side, just like I had when I pushed Calla out. I was so scared because I had torn so bad with my first birth, I didn't want to push! My mid wife encouraged me saying she would talk me through, helping me breath and I wouldn't tear again. I decided to trust her!!!! I pushed only a few times and Ricky was born! His nose was so squished!!! I thought he looked just like my father and I was horrified!!!!! Even Rick said, "Wow you just gave birth to your father!!!!!!" We wrapped him up and I nursed him, he was a very aggressive nurser, a boob boy from the get go!!!! My whole labor took a short two hours and he was here! My mid wife asked me, "Would you like to take a shower?" I said yes!! I got all cleaned up, got into new pajamas, Rick had taken the sheet off the bed and it was all nice and clean, I climbed in and said, "lets wake up Calla to meet her new brother!" She was thrilled!!!! We took several pictures of them together, I had washed him up and had him in a pooh onesie, matching hat and booties! He wore that outfit alot!!! It was about 4am when my mid wife decided she was going to go home. She came back later that day to make sure everything was well. We rested, but I could not sleep, adrenaline rushing through my body, I remember being the only one awake! Even the baby slept!!! Calla helped me make Ricky's first birthday cake that day!!! We had party hats and everything!!!! All my relatives and friends stopped by to see our new boy!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-112505757335446403?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/112505757335446403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=112505757335446403&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112505757335446403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112505757335446403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/08/happy-birthday-little-man.html' title='Happy Birthday Little Man!'/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-112502118726008786</id><published>2005-08-25T21:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T21:53:07.270-04:00</updated><title type='text'>NFL</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Football season is upon us and I am soooooo excited!!!! I love the NFL and follow mostly all the teams. I do have my favorite team, living in Upstate New York, I root for the Buffalo Bills. I have seen a few pre-season games already and the football bug has bit me big time!!! The Bills actually have their training camp here in Rochester but I have never gone! My kids are used to us watching football all day Sunday, they know that is just what we do! I like to consider myself and AFC girl, but do have some NFC teams I like and root for. I used to be a very big fan of the Bills, wanting them to win and not caring what any other teams did. But a few years ago they dissed a player so bad, I was so disappointed that it changed my view of the organization. Now I still root for them, but I love to see what all the teams are doing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ARE YOU READY FOR SOME FOOTBALL??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-112502118726008786?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/112502118726008786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=112502118726008786&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112502118726008786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112502118726008786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/08/nfl.html' title='NFL'/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-112488422743011503</id><published>2005-08-24T07:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T07:50:28.763-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories.....</title><content type='html'>I am not sure why but I keep thinking about this time when I was a teenager and discovered my sister had a horrible burn on her leg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"OMG!!! What happened to your leg?" I looked at her taking off the taped gauze she had around the back of her calf. "I was pretty drunk and was standing too close to the fire, I had cords on and didn't even know my pantleg was on fire til it really started to burn me" This was a bad burn, I remember seeing red skin with loads of blister, sore and open. "You better tell Mom, that is really a bad burn" She was scared, "no, I can't tell anyone, she will just get mad and yell, I've been taking care of it for a few days now, can you help me?" I was upset to see this injury, how could she of not known her clothes were on fire. "What can I do to help you?" She pointed to a small tube on her dresser, "give me that stuff over there, I've got to make sure I keep it clean and I've been using that" I looked and saw a tube of neosporin, walked over and got it for her. Carfully we applied as much as she could take, then I helped her wrap it back up and tape more gauze over the wound. She was so brave, she didn't cry, she hardly winced as we medicated it daily. Slowly it started to heal, and finally we decided that she should leave the gauze off it at night to let air get at it. My mother never knew, my sister wore pants the rest of that summer to hide it and no one was the wiser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try each day to have open communication with my teenager, I hope if anything ever happens like that to her, she would feel safe enough to come to me so I could help her. My sister got lucky, it never got infected and it healed in time. Things could of gone really bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-112488422743011503?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/112488422743011503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=112488422743011503&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112488422743011503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112488422743011503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/08/memories.html' title='Memories.....'/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-112483564890545199</id><published>2005-08-23T18:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T18:20:48.916-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ask Me 3</title><content type='html'>Ask me 3 questions. I have to answer them honestly. I have to answer them all. In turn, you post this message in your own blog or journal and you have to answer the questions that are asked of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Sarah for this idea!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-112483564890545199?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/112483564890545199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=112483564890545199&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112483564890545199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112483564890545199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/08/ask-me-3.html' title='Ask Me 3'/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-112479660355829667</id><published>2005-08-23T07:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T07:32:11.603-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;A small part of myself is that I am bisexual. I have known this for many years, been involved with women and men all my life. I happened to fall in love with my husband and he asked me to marry him, I wanted to have a family and raise kids, I thought this would be the best way to do it. My husband knows I am attracted to woman, it does not bother him. I am committed to him and our marriage, even though I am attracted to everyone, does not mean I am out having sex with everyone.&lt;br /&gt;I never felt like I was understood in the lesbian community, with the rampant thought of bisexuals are in denial about being gay, they seemed to think I was hiding. I am 41 years old, I know who I am, I know what I like and I know what I am.&lt;br /&gt;I am a bisexual woman, in a committed relationship and I don't really care what other people think. It is sad that I can not find support or understandings from other same sex loving people, and then again most of my "straight" friends know how I feel, but they do not understand either. With gays and lesbians wanting equal rights (which I support whole heartily) You would think that lesbians could accept people like myself, I am not in denial, I am not "on the fence" I am attracted to everyone, male or female, it is just who I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-112479660355829667?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/112479660355829667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=112479660355829667&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112479660355829667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112479660355829667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/08/me.html' title='Me'/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-112473868689362126</id><published>2005-08-22T15:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T15:24:46.916-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Six Feet Under</title><content type='html'>I have watched all five seasons with such utter awe! I fell in love with all the Fishers and the craziness of their life!&lt;br /&gt;I think this is one of the best shows on TV today and now it is over. I am very sad, but the series finale was just incredible!! I had read and watched each interview with the cast members, they all said it would wrap everything up and as the weeks went by this season I really wondered how they could do it. How could I of even spectulated that Alan Ball could not do it!!!!? He is a genus and has certainly pulled it off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the last three shows, I cried almost the entire hour, last night was no different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farewell to the Fishers!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-112473868689362126?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/112473868689362126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=112473868689362126&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112473868689362126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112473868689362126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/08/six-feet-under.html' title='Six Feet Under'/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12370816.post-112428024236299475</id><published>2005-08-17T08:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T08:05:24.720-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/54/5747/640/Shooting_Stars_by_Previsible.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/54/5747/320/Shooting_Stars_by_Previsible.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Star Light, Star Bright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8;"&gt;Posted by Lisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12370816-112428024236299475?l=try2laugheverday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/feeds/112428024236299475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12370816&amp;postID=112428024236299475&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112428024236299475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12370816/posts/default/112428024236299475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://try2laugheverday.blogspot.com/2005/08/star-light-star-bright-posted-by-lisa.html' title=''/><author><name>maceydoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721627547159406008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry></feed>
