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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1689</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-4377803841649127178</id><published>2012-02-14T22:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-14T22:26:55.784-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kid Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Progress'/><category 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Ha!&lt;br /&gt;We've never really celebrated Valentine's Day around here. Not between the man and I anyway. (We have our reasons - namely that you don't really need an 'official' day to show someone you love that they're special to you) This year seemed a little different because the new video game system arrived today, and the girls and I went to visit K5 so we had to stop and get her a present. (the man is still sick with the flu. He better not share! And K3 had a meeting.) And I got those living in my house chocolate, too.&lt;br /&gt;K5 is a riot! She constantly throws herself into my arms, gives me hugs and kisses, and tells me everything. I love it. She pouted when we left, which made me sad. She's psycho for Sesame Street - namely Elmo and Abby, which cracks me up. I saw every one of her toys, including her fake knife that she sticks in her pocket and pulls out at random times. It was a very good visit.&lt;br /&gt;The new video game system seems like a lot of fun. We didn't have too much of a chance to check it out since everyone (but the sick man) had places to go and things to do. The kids played the dancing game for a few minutes, but that's as far as we got. Tomorrow's another day though.&lt;br /&gt;Another long day though. Mostly good, but very busy.&lt;br /&gt;And I wrote! A decent amount, too! My brain is working on this new story and I like it.&lt;br /&gt;Behave!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-4377803841649127178?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/4377803841649127178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=4377803841649127178&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/4377803841649127178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/4377803841649127178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2012/02/happy.html' title='Happy...'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-8965883646252593976</id><published>2012-02-13T20:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-13T20:36:11.698-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lists'/><title type='text'>Monday's List...</title><content type='html'>1. I really love my iPhone. I'm still learning it, but I'm not sure how I lived without it. I'm not happy with how quick the battery dies, but today is the first day it'll take me to time to go to bed and charge, so maybe &amp;nbsp;it'll be okay.&lt;br /&gt;2. That man I live with is sick. Sick enough to go home from work after just a few hours. This is highly unusual. The flu. And he'd better not give it to me for Valentine's Day! That man is not a stereotypical sick man. He does not like to be babied, bothered, or talked to. He tries to do what he's supposed to even when I shoo him. I know I am blessed with him, because if he whined or wanted to lay his head in my lap...I don't know what I'd do...but it wouldn't be pleasant! Ha!&lt;br /&gt;3. Today was long. Busy, busy, busy, and long. I swear I left a whole day's worth of work on my desk and that does not bode well for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;4. My brain is fried from #3. There will be no writing for me tonight - at least not at this moment. That might change though.&lt;br /&gt;5. K2's taxes are done and her budget is worked out. This is a good thing, even after a long work day. She's more settled knowing where and when her money needs to go and happy with her return.&lt;br /&gt;6. I dragged my hair through melted butter when I was making dinner.&lt;br /&gt;7. That man and I swear there was a mouse, or a bat, in our room this morning. I searched everywhere and could not find any evidence. We both heard&amp;nbsp;squeaking and shuffling, but the cat does not seem to care.&lt;br /&gt;8. We ordered the kids an Xbox and K'nect. It has shipped and should be here soon! Whoot! They've been waiting for so long!&lt;br /&gt;9. I think I need an adult beverage.&lt;br /&gt;10. Or two....&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-8965883646252593976?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/8965883646252593976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=8965883646252593976&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/8965883646252593976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/8965883646252593976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2012/02/mondays-list.html' title='Monday&apos;s List...'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-4560094244740925719</id><published>2012-02-12T18:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-12T18:52:49.969-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yikes'/><title type='text'>I'm Always Afraid...</title><content type='html'>This is going to happen to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://failblog.org/2012/02/09/mobile-phone-texting-autocorrect-autocowrecks-elapsed-turnaround-time-seconds/?utm_source=embed&amp;amp;utm_medium=web&amp;amp;utm_campaign=sharewidget"&gt;&lt;img alt="epic fail photos - Autocowrecks: Elapsed Turnaround Time: .3 Seconds" class="event-item-lol-image" height="394px" src="http://failblog.files.wordpress.com/2012/02/epic-fail-photos-autocowrecks-elapsed-turnaround-time-seconds.jpg" title="epic fail photos - Autocowrecks: Elapsed Turnaround Time: .3 Seconds" width="500px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see more &lt;a href="http://failblog.org/?utm_source=embed&amp;amp;utm_medium=web&amp;amp;utm_campaign=sharewidget"&gt;epicfails&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-4560094244740925719?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/4560094244740925719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=4560094244740925719&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/4560094244740925719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/4560094244740925719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2012/02/im-always-afraid.html' title='I&apos;m Always Afraid...'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-2166382130321323258</id><published>2012-02-11T08:32:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-11T08:32:10.630-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things I like'/><title type='text'>Blogging From...</title><content type='html'>The new phone! Oh! How cool is this? Maybe I'll be better about blogging! Maybe??&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-2166382130321323258?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/2166382130321323258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=2166382130321323258&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/2166382130321323258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/2166382130321323258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2012/02/blogging-from.html' title='Blogging From...'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-8408323831105729851</id><published>2012-02-10T20:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-10T20:47:41.067-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feel-good Friday'/><title type='text'>Feel Good Friday</title><content type='html'>So we made it to Friday again. Isn't that what we do every week? Just struggle to make it until Friday? I hate that most weeks. I do - and I know I miss out on other good days in my quest to get to the end. Going to have to think about that one and see if I can rearrange my thinking...&lt;br /&gt;So here's the list for this week:&lt;br /&gt;1. My new iPhone! Gawd! I love it and want to have its babies and I've only had it a little over 24 hours. My computer is a little jealous, but I'm confident we can find an arrangement that works for all of us.&lt;br /&gt;2. New Supernatural tonight! (Though I think it's about clowns. *shudders* I hate clowns!)&lt;br /&gt;3. Snow! Or at least it's supposed to.&lt;br /&gt;4. My kid buying me a case for the new phone. She's so sweet!&lt;br /&gt;5. Sleeping in tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;6. K3 being so excited for his Scout training weekend.&lt;br /&gt;7. Good books to critique.&lt;br /&gt;8. My brain working - having ideas, thinking about the wip. I guess I'm not broken!&lt;br /&gt;9. Jeans that fit. Wooo!&lt;br /&gt;10. Having a menu planned out and doing the shopping (with the snow crazed people) so that I don't have to hit the store a hundred-million times!&lt;br /&gt;That is all! It's almost time for Supernatural!&lt;br /&gt;Behave!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-8408323831105729851?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/8408323831105729851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=8408323831105729851&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/8408323831105729851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/8408323831105729851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2012/02/feel-good-friday.html' title='Feel Good Friday'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-3053276262901945254</id><published>2012-02-09T07:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-09T07:17:18.046-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things I do not like'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things I Want'/><title type='text'>Thursday Already?</title><content type='html'>I don't know if this week has gone fast or slow...&lt;br /&gt;I'm just glad it's Thursday and here's why...&lt;br /&gt;My cell died on Tuesday. Ironically, it passed away only minutes after talking to a rep from my cell provider. I was sure it was a simple fix - a box got clicked on accident as she was looking over my account to answer the questions I asked. I was nervous and upset though - not having my phone is like sending your kids to their friends house and not getting the parents name or phone number.&lt;br /&gt;It was bad, bad news when I called. Apparently my phone has brain damage. The sim card fried. :(&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was due to upgrade and already had my iPhone picked out - not the brand new one, I can't justify spending that much for a phone when there are other things that need to be taken care of, besides, I'm such a newbie at iPhones I figure the 3G will be like a test run. So, I ordered it.&lt;br /&gt;...And now I'm waiting - borrowing K3's phone during the day and wandering around aimlessly in the evenings, looking at my dead phone, hoping the sim will come back to life. It hasn't.&lt;br /&gt;But now we're at Thursday. My new phone is at the nearest shipping hub getting ready to go on the truck for delivery. I will have it when I get home today.&lt;br /&gt;If I can survive one more day without "my" phone.&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-3053276262901945254?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/3053276262901945254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=3053276262901945254&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/3053276262901945254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/3053276262901945254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2012/02/thursday-already.html' title='Thursday Already?'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-5568907946158317349</id><published>2012-02-06T21:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T21:59:31.473-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life as we know it'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things that make me laugh'/><title type='text'>Totally Me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://failblog.org/2012/02/03/mobile-phone-texting-autocorrect-autocowrecks-third-times-a-charm/?utm_source=embed&amp;amp;utm_medium=web&amp;amp;utm_campaign=sharewidget"&gt;&lt;img alt="mobile phone texting autocorrect - Autocowrecks: Third Time's a Charm" class="event-item-lol-image" height="368px" src="http://failblog.files.wordpress.com/2012/02/mobile-phone-texting-autocorrect-autocowrecks-third-times-a-charm.jpg" title="mobile phone texting autocorrect - Autocowrecks: Third Time's a Charm" width="460px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see more &lt;a href="http://failblog.org/?utm_source=embed&amp;amp;utm_medium=web&amp;amp;utm_campaign=sharewidget"&gt;epicfails&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't lie to me and tell me you have never done this!&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-5568907946158317349?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/5568907946158317349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=5568907946158317349&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/5568907946158317349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/5568907946158317349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2012/02/totally-me.html' title='Totally Me...'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-2755848860368080708</id><published>2012-02-05T15:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T15:02:00.310-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lists'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life as we know it'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ridiculous Things'/><title type='text'>Things I Know</title><content type='html'>1. My neighbors are a-holes and there is no arguing about that.&lt;br /&gt;2. I used to be able to drink a heck of a lot more than I can now. Me = Lame.&lt;br /&gt;3. My children are chaos. And not just sometimes. All of the time. But I love them and can't imagine life any other way.&lt;br /&gt;4. I will always root for the underdog, even when it puts me in uncomfortable situations.&lt;br /&gt;5. Sleep is important, especially when you're not getting enough.&lt;br /&gt;6. Time goes by too fast. And waiting is really hard.&lt;br /&gt;7. Standing up for something you believe in, even if it isn't the popular opinion, is ALWAYS worth it - regardless of the backlash. (bring it!)&lt;br /&gt;8. Hope, even if it has been proven that you are stupid for hoping, is worth it. If you can't hope for the people you love...&lt;br /&gt;9. Sometimes you gotta do what you gotta do. Even if you hate it.&lt;br /&gt;10. I am not Superwoman, even if I want to be.&lt;br /&gt;That is all...(well, not really, but all for now!)&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-2755848860368080708?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/2755848860368080708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=2755848860368080708&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/2755848860368080708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/2755848860368080708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2012/02/things-i-know.html' title='Things I Know'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-788448207555484275</id><published>2012-02-04T16:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T16:03:58.785-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feel-good Friday'/><title type='text'>Feel Good Friday - The Saturday Edition</title><content type='html'>A day late, but here goes:&lt;br /&gt;1. Sleeping in a little this morning.&lt;br /&gt;2. My writing meeting today!&lt;br /&gt;3. Tonight's plans - today is that man's birthday and we're gathering with friends for music and laughing!&lt;br /&gt;4. Getting my stuff DONE!&lt;br /&gt;5. Preparing to start a new project!&lt;br /&gt;6. Tomorrow's plans to hang at home and chill out. I cannot tell you how much we need that.&lt;br /&gt;7. Also, my plans to read all day tomorrow. And cook.&lt;br /&gt;8. The few snow flakes I saw earlier.&lt;br /&gt;9. Supernatural last night!&lt;br /&gt;10. Seeing people I haven't seen in a long time.&lt;br /&gt;That is all for now. I must prepare for the birthday night out!&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-788448207555484275?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/788448207555484275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=788448207555484275&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/788448207555484275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/788448207555484275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2012/02/feel-good-friday-saturday-edition.html' title='Feel Good Friday - The Saturday Edition'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-7153653166938412884</id><published>2012-02-03T22:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T22:51:44.020-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life as we know it'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Open Minds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Watch This....</title><content type='html'>Watch this...&lt;br /&gt;The woman who made this video is one of the best friends I've ever had. We've been through some really stupid and crappy times, as well as some of the best times of my life (and I think hers, too)! She's my sister (not really, but yes, she is), my children's aunt, and a great person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/0TftwagZiTQ" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's obvious where I stand on this issue...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is love. And love is beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-7153653166938412884?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/7153653166938412884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=7153653166938412884&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/7153653166938412884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/7153653166938412884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2012/02/watch-this.html' title='Watch This....'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/0TftwagZiTQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-5674753477599481073</id><published>2012-02-02T17:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T17:19:38.839-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tall Tale Tuesday Answers'/><title type='text'>Answers!</title><content type='html'>Okay, so it's Thursday and I missed posting the answers yesterday. I was buried until some revisions (which I'm almost done with, whoot!).&lt;br /&gt;Here we go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I did not get to before before 3am either day this weekend. &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;True. But the weekend was a blast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I went out with my sister and some bearded guy tried to talk me into going to his hotel room with him. &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Also, true. Never going to happen, buddy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I learned two new dances and am proud to say I mastered them. &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Haha. No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Someone thought I was my sister's mother. &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;True. In the woman's defense, she couldn't see me at first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. My dog got into the trash and spread it all over the back yard. &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Yes. Bad dog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I ate escargot and deer heart. &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Never in a million years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. My granddaughter has decided I am to be called "Sho sho". &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;No, but she is calling me Nana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. My husband kissed a dead pig. &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Yes. And then he ate it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I got carded buying beer. &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Nope....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Some creeper guy tried to pick up my mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;There you have it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;Behave!&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/33586883-5674753477599481073?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/5674753477599481073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=5674753477599481073&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/5674753477599481073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/5674753477599481073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2012/02/answers.html' title='Answers!'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-8846759686758136927</id><published>2012-01-31T17:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T17:49:34.186-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tall Tale Tuesday'/><title type='text'>Tall Tale Tuesday...</title><content type='html'>True or False...&lt;br /&gt;1. I did not get to before before 3am either day this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;2. I went out with my sister and some bearded guy tried to talk me into going to his hotel room with him.&lt;br /&gt;3. I learned two new dances and am proud to say I mastered them.&lt;br /&gt;4. Someone thought I was my sister's mother.&lt;br /&gt;5. My dog got into the trash and spread it all over the back yard.&lt;br /&gt;6. I ate escargot and deer heart.&lt;br /&gt;7. My granddaughter has decided I am to be called "Sho sho".&lt;br /&gt;8. My husband kissed a dead pig.&lt;br /&gt;9. I got carded buying beer.&lt;br /&gt;10. Some creeper guy tried to pick up my mom.&lt;br /&gt;Which are true, which are false?&lt;br /&gt;Answers tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-8846759686758136927?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/8846759686758136927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=8846759686758136927&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/8846759686758136927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/8846759686758136927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2012/01/tall-tale-tuesday_31.html' title='Tall Tale Tuesday...'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-8935878864880956997</id><published>2012-01-27T20:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T20:23:30.114-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feel-good Friday'/><title type='text'>Feel Good Friday</title><content type='html'>Here's the list:&lt;br /&gt;1. Making it to Friday. We've had sickness, snow, and all kinds of crap going on around here this week.&lt;br /&gt;2. Sleeping in tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;3. Being all by myself for a few hours tonight to work. (I really am. Just taking a break.)&lt;br /&gt;4. Watching Supernatural reruns while I write.&lt;br /&gt;5. Weekend plans. It's going to be a busy one, but a fun one!&lt;br /&gt;6. Not making dinner.&lt;br /&gt;7. Giving up some of my volunteer obligations and feeling really good about it. The weight from my shoulders is incredible.&lt;br /&gt;8. Taking a class that really makes me think about what I'm writing.&lt;br /&gt;9. Getting my ISP situation resolved satisfactorily. They treated me like much crap, but I have been apologized to and the problem has been fixed.&lt;br /&gt;10. Finding out I'm eligible for an iPhone in 3 weeks! Don't know if I'm going to get one yet or not, but it's nice to know I can!&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-8935878864880956997?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/8935878864880956997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=8935878864880956997&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/8935878864880956997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/8935878864880956997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2012/01/feel-good-friday_27.html' title='Feel Good Friday'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-24843723605662121</id><published>2012-01-25T22:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T22:08:09.332-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Old Posts....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2009/10/some-advice.html"&gt;This&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;is an old post, but it's definitely worth repeating....&lt;br /&gt;If you're a new writer go and read. And if you're not... Well... read it anyway...&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-24843723605662121?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/24843723605662121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=24843723605662121&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/24843723605662121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/24843723605662121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2012/01/old-posts.html' title='Old Posts....'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-7122924391876594760</id><published>2012-01-23T21:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T21:29:46.468-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things that make me angry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life as we know it'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things I do not like'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Don&apos;t be stupid'/><title type='text'>More Dear...</title><content type='html'>Dear Other Neighbor,&lt;br /&gt;Did you shovel that spot? No? Then don't freaking park there! Especially since you are now parked right in front of my house! I am stunned by how rude and inconsiderate you are. Stunned. And my aching back says some very bad words to you!&lt;br /&gt;Get out of my parking spot.&lt;br /&gt;(as an aside here, I normally don't get ticked off when someone parks in the spot I usually use. It's a public street - you park where you can and there have been many times that my guests have parked up the whole street and I know that's irritating to you, but it's not very often and I really try to be a good neighbor. But snow shoveled spaces are sacred. I think it's the ultimate in asshatery to park in a space someone else shoveled. I don't care if you park there to shovel your own spot. I'm okay with that.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Mega-Super Store,&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I keep going back to you. I try not to. We had to tonight because the m-i-l needed some things and likes you. Your shoe selection stinks hardcore. Why don't you have any cute shoes for girls - &amp;nbsp;maybe not cute, but shoes a 12 year old girl would love? Why is your book section so freaking tiny? And why do you keep moving stuff so I can't find it and your employees don't know either?&lt;br /&gt;I should quit you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Writing,&lt;br /&gt;Why you gotta be so hard sometimes? Why does inspiration strike at the worst possible time, and why is there not more time in the day so I can do what I need to do?&lt;br /&gt;I love you and I want to be able to do you full time again. (Ha ha! How's that for&amp;nbsp;innuendo?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Monday,&lt;br /&gt;You suck.&lt;br /&gt;That is all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-7122924391876594760?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/7122924391876594760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=7122924391876594760&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/7122924391876594760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/7122924391876594760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2012/01/more-dear.html' title='More Dear...'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-4323584537105095384</id><published>2012-01-22T21:14:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T21:15:18.379-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snow Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life as we know it'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chaos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ridiculous Things'/><title type='text'>Dear...</title><content type='html'>Dear Neighbors,&lt;br /&gt;You like that nice shoveled spot you parked your car in? You're freaking welcome! And my aching back says you're welcome, too, only not that nice! My aching back says shovel your own damned parking spot, and you can shovel your own front sidewalk next time it snows, too, because we did that to be nice. My aching back also wants to know why you didn't shovel today while you were home tromping around in your backyard with your unshoveled walk? My aching back does not care that you didn't shovel the back walk. That's your business, but you don't park in the spot someone spent hours shoveling, especially when you don't even normally park there.&lt;br /&gt;It's so rude and is not good for neighborly relations!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Snow,&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, but next time can you hit us with a little more? I'd appreciate that, even though I'll have to shovel again. (Not shoveling the rude neighbor's walk again though). My specific request would be for snow to start Friday morning (early enough that everyone has to go home early) and continue to snow through Sunday night. Enough that a state of emergency is called for Monday and no one has to go to work. And give me a little warning so I don't have to go to the store with the rest of the crazies.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Children,&lt;br /&gt;I know I am your mother and I'm supposed to be some kind of robot or something, but I do like to listen to all different kinds of music. Some of it has swearing in it. Get over it. I am an adult and that is why they make headphones and why I use them. Yes, I like a lot of the same music you do and many times I know the words better than you. And I know songs with swear words in them. I like it. Hell, I like to swear, too. That is because I am not a robot. I am a person. Yes, I will always be your mother, but I have interests and likes that are separate from my identity as your mom.&lt;br /&gt;You will get over it and deal with it when you have children.&lt;br /&gt;That is not a curse, it's a promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Washer &amp;amp; Dryer,&lt;br /&gt;Why you gotta be broken again? Why can't you wash my clothes without spewing water all over the floor, and then dry them within a reasonable amount of time? Why do I have to put up with my dining room looking like laundry central? There are actual clotheslines in my dining room and the laundry never ever ends!&lt;br /&gt;I am in huge dislike of this situation.&lt;br /&gt;It must end immediately!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Eyes,&lt;br /&gt;What the heck is with you? First, we had the cornea scratch. Then, the bite that wasn't really on my eye, but affected it anyway. I know you're bad an in need of a competent exam and I know you're not what you used to be and are stressed by my dual occupations spent staring at a computer screen for hours and hours and hours, but why the twitch?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'll see if you go away when I cut out&amp;nbsp;caffeine (*sobs*). Then, I'll see if you go away when I get this project finished.&lt;br /&gt;But...please, just go away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-4323584537105095384?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/4323584537105095384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=4323584537105095384&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/4323584537105095384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/4323584537105095384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2012/01/dear.html' title='Dear...'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-4675529716607013099</id><published>2012-01-21T21:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T21:44:02.532-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snow Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='editing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Snow Saturday!</title><content type='html'>We had snow around here!&lt;br /&gt;Enough to keep that man at his snow plowing gig all freaking day (like for 17 hours!!)! He is one tired man!&lt;br /&gt;That meant our shoveling fell to the people living in this house... namely me...K2 has a bum wrist (one that will most likely require surgery, but we won't know until she has her ortho consult. And it hurts her. A lot.), K3 is still under the weather thanks to the stomach flu (not to mention, he has a mondo science project due Monday). K4 helped a lot. More than she thinks, but I shoveled my rear end off (one could only hope) today.&lt;br /&gt;I slept in. (That was wonderful!) Made three pots of coffee, did laundry (even though my washer is now spewing water all over the floor! Gah!) And we took the rest of the Christmas decorations down. (Thank goodness) And played a lot of video games (I stink at that). And cooked. And cleaned. Plus, I did a little bit of editing. Okay, more than a little bit, but still...&lt;br /&gt;Good weekend. So far.&lt;br /&gt;How about you?&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-4675529716607013099?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/4675529716607013099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=4675529716607013099&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/4675529716607013099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/4675529716607013099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2012/01/snow-saturday.html' title='Snow Saturday!'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-8049417136812968804</id><published>2012-01-20T19:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T19:50:50.860-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feel-good Friday'/><title type='text'>Feel Good Friday</title><content type='html'>Thank Goodness it's Friday! What a long week!&lt;br /&gt;Let's hit the list, shall we?&lt;br /&gt;1. Making progress. (every time I say that I think of that song with the line "Every day I'm shuffling". I don't know why)&lt;br /&gt;2. Not coming down with the stomach flu (yet), even though another member of my family has fallen victim and I've again cleaned up more puke than I care to admit.&lt;br /&gt;3. My cable provider reaching a deal with the network of my favorite show. (Apparently. I have not verified this yet.)&lt;br /&gt;4. Snow in the forecast! Whoot!&lt;br /&gt;5. Maybe finally getting the rest of the Christmas decorations down this weekend!&lt;br /&gt;6. $2.20 off a gallon of gas.&lt;br /&gt;7. Sleeping in tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;8. Finally...finally! sitting down with an adult beverage. The grocery shopping is done. The bills are paid, and laundry has been folded. Tonight is for relaxation. Tomorrow I will work.&lt;br /&gt;9. Comfy pants, my favorite sweatshirt, and my very fuzzy socks.&lt;br /&gt;10. Listening to my kid recite the entire promo for The Twilight Zone.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that's enough for now. There's some reading on my horizon, and most likely an early bedtime.&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-8049417136812968804?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/8049417136812968804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=8049417136812968804&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/8049417136812968804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/8049417136812968804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2012/01/feel-good-friday.html' title='Feel Good Friday'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-8151331960702359980</id><published>2012-01-19T14:18:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T14:18:00.879-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Supernatural'/><title type='text'>Dear Supernatural People,</title><content type='html'>I haven't written in a while. Don't think it's because I have nothing to say. That's not it at all.&lt;br /&gt;I loved, loved, loved this episode. Yes, I loved it even more because I got to watch it at the beach with the bff's, but it was way more than that.&lt;br /&gt;Dean in the 40's with Elliot Ness! How cool is that? Loved that Ness is a hunter. The clothes, Erma, "lettuce", all so very great. Dean's obsession with &lt;i&gt;The Untouchables&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;= Squee!&lt;br /&gt;Sheriff Mills is one of my favorite characters. I so wish she and Bobby would have had the chance to be together. I loved that she thought of Sam and Dean, and then went to help Sam.&lt;br /&gt;Loved Dean's hacking skills and how he hid the letter in the old house for Sam to find.&lt;br /&gt;This episode was rich with so much goodness - great lines, great characters, Dean in the 40's suit!&lt;br /&gt;I miss Bobby, though. So much. *Sigh*&lt;br /&gt;I hope my cable provider decides to give me my channel back so I can actually watch on Friday night.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, Supernatural people. You're awesome. (and yes, I'm waiting to see what happens with Bobby. Reserving judgment, even though I'm really, really sad!)&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-8151331960702359980?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/8151331960702359980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=8151331960702359980&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/8151331960702359980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/8151331960702359980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2012/01/dear-supernatural-people.html' title='Dear Supernatural People,'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-1130608960455514078</id><published>2012-01-18T12:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T12:15:00.538-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tall Tale Tuesday Answers'/><title type='text'>Answer!</title><content type='html'>Okay...Here's what it really is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NAxCzKZfpUA/TxTZ1Bdi1LI/AAAAAAAAAxc/-wfML7nmV8A/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NAxCzKZfpUA/TxTZ1Bdi1LI/AAAAAAAAAxc/-wfML7nmV8A/s200/001.JPG" width="189" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The inside of my new slippers. &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Nah. I didn't get new slippers. In fact, I don't even have slippers right now. I have slipper socks and clogs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. A close up of a glass of orange juice. &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Yes. Just goofing off with the kids borrowed camera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. An attempt to take a picture of the moon with wonky backlighting. &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Nah. But had you wondering, didn't I?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The inside of my pocket when the camera accidentally went off. &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;That's logical and highly possible, but no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you have it. I'm not promising Tall Tale Tuesday is back as a regular feature around here yet. I'd like it to be, but we'll see...&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-1130608960455514078?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/1130608960455514078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=1130608960455514078&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/1130608960455514078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/1130608960455514078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2012/01/answer.html' title='Answer!'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NAxCzKZfpUA/TxTZ1Bdi1LI/AAAAAAAAAxc/-wfML7nmV8A/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-6982688056218322762</id><published>2012-01-17T12:09:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T12:09:00.057-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tall Tale Tuesday'/><title type='text'>Tall Tale Tuesday</title><content type='html'>Back for a brief time...&lt;br /&gt;What is this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uMSLXLP5RaA/TxTY-OGmfdI/AAAAAAAAAxU/NZhTusA_o5g/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uMSLXLP5RaA/TxTY-OGmfdI/AAAAAAAAAxU/NZhTusA_o5g/s200/001.JPG" width="189" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;1. The inside of my new slippers.&lt;br /&gt;2. A close up of a glass of orange juice.&lt;br /&gt;3. An attempt to take a picture of the moon with wonky backlighting.&lt;br /&gt;4. The inside of my pocket when the camera accidentally went off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So which is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-6982688056218322762?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/6982688056218322762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=6982688056218322762&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/6982688056218322762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/6982688056218322762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2012/01/tall-tale-tuesday.html' title='Tall Tale Tuesday'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uMSLXLP5RaA/TxTY-OGmfdI/AAAAAAAAAxU/NZhTusA_o5g/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-2436655720837533678</id><published>2012-01-16T21:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T21:09:01.690-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moaning Monday'/><title type='text'>Moaning Monday</title><content type='html'>Here's where I moan about weird things...&lt;br /&gt;1. When I got home tonight, the neighbor kid was digging a hole in my front yard.&lt;br /&gt;2. It sleeted, rained, sleeted, and is now raining again. Where is my snow?&lt;br /&gt;3. People who let their kids run willy nilly through the grocery store.&lt;br /&gt;4. This headache I have.&lt;br /&gt;5. Planning a productive writing evening, only to discover company and chaos when I got home. Oy!&lt;br /&gt;6. The fact that I haven't had time to finish taking down the Christmas decorations. This is getting ridiculous!&lt;br /&gt;7. My cable company discontinuing my Supernatural channel. I'm not just moaning about that, I'm ticked off beyond belief.&lt;br /&gt;That's about it for now...&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-2436655720837533678?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/2436655720837533678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=2436655720837533678&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/2436655720837533678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/2436655720837533678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2012/01/moaning-monday.html' title='Moaning Monday'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-8383835927361584914</id><published>2012-01-15T12:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T12:56:20.464-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Road Trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Retreat'/><title type='text'>Beach Retreat - Last Day Blues</title><content type='html'>It's been an awesome time!!&lt;br /&gt;I've gotten a TON of work done and am nearing the end of these revisions. A few more things to tweak and check and make sure of, but I did more work yesterday than in forever. And that feels really, really good.&lt;br /&gt;We didn't leave the house yesterday. Not even once. Lots of writing, talking, laughing, junk food eating. We watched Supernatural - which was absolutely awesome, ordered pizza, and then at game time Natalie gave Misty her first understandable football lesson, effectively turning her into a fan. I even watched with them and had a great time.&lt;br /&gt;Today has been more talking, laughing, working, but now it's time to clean up so we can go home. I am sad, but also ready to go back to my crazy life and my crazy family. This weekend was exactly what I needed to find my perspective, my goals, and myself and I needed it far more than I realized.&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-8383835927361584914?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/8383835927361584914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=8383835927361584914&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/8383835927361584914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/8383835927361584914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2012/01/beach-retreat-last-day-blues.html' title='Beach Retreat - Last Day Blues'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-8957984882531430803</id><published>2012-01-14T08:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T08:50:42.286-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Progress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Road Trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Retreat'/><title type='text'>Feel Good Friday - The Saturday and I'm at the Beach Edition!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U443O1jxQbI/TxGIHQnWJtI/AAAAAAAAAxM/oyrwkROcr1Y/s1600/GEDC0224.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U443O1jxQbI/TxGIHQnWJtI/AAAAAAAAAxM/oyrwkROcr1Y/s320/GEDC0224.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you read and saw that right. I'm at the beach!!&lt;br /&gt;It was random and by chance, but here we are. This week started off rough - the stomach flu, followed by me getting a nasty cold. When the weekend offer was made, I wasn't sure I could make it. Not only was I sick, but the home weekend was packed full. That man I live with didn't even raise an eyebrow though. He rearranged everything to make it possible.&lt;br /&gt;So, here I am with the bff's - laughing, watching sappy movies, Supernatural, and eating a ton of junk food. And having a blast. And writing!!!&lt;br /&gt;That is all for now...&lt;br /&gt;Behave!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-8957984882531430803?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/8957984882531430803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=8957984882531430803&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/8957984882531430803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/8957984882531430803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2012/01/feel-good-friday-saturday-and-im-at.html' title='Feel Good Friday - The Saturday and I&apos;m at the Beach Edition!'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U443O1jxQbI/TxGIHQnWJtI/AAAAAAAAAxM/oyrwkROcr1Y/s72-c/GEDC0224.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-9102615142807358299</id><published>2012-01-10T18:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T18:19:37.564-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tall Tale Tuesday Fail'/><title type='text'>Tall Tale Tuesday - Or Not...</title><content type='html'>I'd do a Tall Tale Tuesday, but life is so&amp;nbsp;bizarre&amp;nbsp;right now....&lt;br /&gt;Here's what has &lt;i&gt;really &lt;/i&gt;happened around here in the past week. (and no, I'm not lying)&lt;br /&gt;1. The gas company found it&amp;nbsp;necessary&amp;nbsp;to dig in front of our house (with jackhammers) until 1am Saturday morning. (So what there was a stupid gas leak...it was annoying)&lt;br /&gt;2. They also posted my street as a "No Parking" zone and they haven't been back. (Guess who parked there tonight, even though the signs have been up since Friday and say 6am until 4pm??? If you can't come back to finish the job, then I can't read your signs! And guess what else? I don't leave until well after 6am!)&lt;br /&gt;3. Not long after the gas company finally left Saturday morning, some moron decided it would be a good idea to set off mortar fireworks behind our house and in a few other locations around our town. The cops are looking for them, and we're lucky our house didn't catch fire! Morons...though I slept through it...&lt;br /&gt;4. Stomach flu and head cold. K4 and yours truly.&lt;br /&gt;5. Potentially awesome weekend plans. If I can make it work. And I really really hope I can (but am not holding my breath)!! (and did I mention the head cold thing?)&lt;br /&gt;6. I'm pissed because of the lack of snow.&lt;br /&gt;7. And... (probably the most amazing thing of all. I don't care if you don't believe me, it's true!) It's Tuesday and I have not had to stop at the store or cook anything yet. The kids made the menu, we all did the shopping, and it's good! K3 made dinner tonight and it was absolutely awesome!&lt;br /&gt;That is all for now!!&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-9102615142807358299?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/9102615142807358299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=9102615142807358299&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/9102615142807358299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/9102615142807358299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2012/01/tall-tale-tuesday-or-not.html' title='Tall Tale Tuesday - Or Not...'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-5200845452819338025</id><published>2012-01-09T20:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T20:50:25.733-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moaning Monday'/><title type='text'>Moaning Monday...The Flu Version</title><content type='html'>I live in terror.&lt;br /&gt;The stomach flu has come to visit. While it appears the visit is a short one, we all know how quickly minds can change.&lt;br /&gt;K4 puked her way through all of Sunday, and still felt like dog poop this morning. On the mend now, but the&amp;nbsp;question on my mind is...who's next?&lt;br /&gt;That's what I'm afraid of.&lt;br /&gt;According to the school, this is going around with insane craziness. K3 reports the same at his school.&lt;br /&gt;Joy...&lt;br /&gt;That is all.&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-5200845452819338025?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/5200845452819338025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=5200845452819338025&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/5200845452819338025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/5200845452819338025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2012/01/moaning-mondaythe-flu-version.html' title='Moaning Monday...The Flu Version'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-298701450656719171</id><published>2012-01-08T19:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T19:36:28.272-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moaning Monday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feel-good Friday'/><title type='text'>Feel Good Friday - The Sunday Edition</title><content type='html'>Yeah, I know Friday was days ago... It's been one of those weekends around here!&lt;br /&gt;Let's cut the BS and get to the list already:&lt;br /&gt;1. New Supernatural!!&lt;br /&gt;2. Getting to watch new Supernatural with my sister and the bff!&lt;br /&gt;3. Taking the younger kids out to dinner and having a blast.&lt;br /&gt;4. Not passing out or throwing up at my very first meeting as president.&lt;br /&gt;5. Great lunch conversation.&lt;br /&gt;6. Sleeping in today.&lt;br /&gt;7. Staying in my comfy pants all day, and getting a decent amount of revisions done. (Still going, just taking a break)&lt;br /&gt;8. Movies.&lt;br /&gt;9. Grocery shopping with that man I live with. Because he makes the chore fun.&lt;br /&gt;10. That man I live with taking care of the supply run for sick child needs.&lt;br /&gt;11. Coming home yesterday to find the tree down and the house clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the other list:&lt;br /&gt;1. The stomach flu.&lt;br /&gt;2. Cleaning up vomit.&lt;br /&gt;3. The somewhat queasy feeling in my own stomach.&lt;br /&gt;4. Tomorrow is Monday.&lt;br /&gt;5. The gas company not allowing me to park in my regular spot because they plan on showing up at an ungodly hour to finish the work they annoyed us with until 1am Saturday morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all for now.&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-298701450656719171?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/298701450656719171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=298701450656719171&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/298701450656719171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/298701450656719171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2012/01/feel-good-friday-sunday-edition.html' title='Feel Good Friday - The Sunday Edition'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-1396521954552838824</id><published>2012-01-05T22:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T22:03:27.078-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='long week'/><title type='text'>Some Days...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://after12.failblog.org/2012/01/04/party-fails-jack-daniels-office-cooler/?utm_source=embed&amp;amp;utm_medium=web&amp;amp;utm_campaign=sharewidget"&gt;&lt;img alt="party-fails-jack-daniels-office-cooler" class="event-item-lol-image" height="312px" src="http://chzallnighter.files.wordpress.com/2012/01/party-fails-jack-daniels-office-cooler.jpg" title="party-fails-jack-daniels-office-cooler" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see more &lt;a href="http://after12.failblog.org/?utm_source=embed&amp;amp;utm_medium=web&amp;amp;utm_campaign=sharewidget"&gt;After 12&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is&amp;nbsp;necessary and would make the day go ohsomuch better&lt;br /&gt;Too bad I hate that stuff. Too bad.&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-1396521954552838824?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/1396521954552838824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=1396521954552838824&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/1396521954552838824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/1396521954552838824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2012/01/some-days.html' title='Some Days...'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-2922129450716042657</id><published>2012-01-04T20:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T20:24:59.720-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life as we know it'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Go away 2011 you suck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Way It Is'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Changes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>On Resolutions...</title><content type='html'>I never make resolutions for the New Year. I will, however, make writing goals, but I specifically try not to make "life" goals.&amp;nbsp;But...&lt;br /&gt;I heard something, or read something, or something - I'm not sure exactly where, so if you said it to me, credit yourself in the comments...And I don't remember it word for word, either.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;The gist of it was, that you never face something new - a new job, a new chapter in your life, a new year, without wanting it to be your best, without wanting it to be "different". Even if you simply want to be a better person, or enjoy things more, or do the best job you can.&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's why people make resolutions - because it's new. And maybe there's a lot to be said for the hope in that. If you start something new with no hope that it will be different than the old, then how do things ever change? You don't, because you're stuck in that hole of "well, same crap, different time/place/thing". And that's kind of sucky.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm talking about two different things - hope and change - but you can't have good change without hope. So, maybe I do believe in resolutions a little - in the hope and the excitement and the promise of the new. Maybe my problem is with how resolutions are made. You know, the ridiculous laundry list of things that are either beyond your control, or are in your control, but you're never going to do it. Maybe you only say you will because you feel like you have to.&lt;br /&gt;For example: You're a smoker and you know you should quit. You don't really want to, but on New Year's Eve you make a big deal out of quitting because you have to have a resolution. Then, by 12:05am, you say "After I finish this pack", then, the next morning your boss calls and gives you heck because you messed up the Davis account and you say "I'm so stressed right now. I need a new pack, but once that one's done, I'm done too". If you really wanted to quit, nothing would stop you. Stop lying to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;I think that's what bugs me about resolutions.&lt;br /&gt;But the hope thing...I really like that. I do have hope that 2012 will be an awesome year. I also realize some of the things that will help to make it awesome are things within my control. And that's what I have to think about...&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-2922129450716042657?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/2922129450716042657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=2922129450716042657&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/2922129450716042657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/2922129450716042657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2012/01/on-resolutions.html' title='On Resolutions...'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-7966442467846796469</id><published>2012-01-03T20:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T20:19:06.749-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Go away 2011 you suck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Year in Review'/><title type='text'>Year in Review...</title><content type='html'>Hey, it's only a week late!!&lt;br /&gt;January: New jobs, stink bugs, dead dryers (huh...and my dryer is dead again!), more stink bugs, snow, adjustments.&lt;br /&gt;February: More stink bugs, warmer temps, spaghetti, Supernatural, pictures.&lt;br /&gt;March: Tall Tale Tuesday, Zombie Birthday parties, Quiet month.&lt;br /&gt;April: Slacking, LotR pictures, Surprise 50th Anniversary parties, more stink bugs, motivation, gross Tall Tale Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;May: Chickens, tornadoes, Retreat!&lt;br /&gt;June: Weird pictures, bad days, Chickens.&lt;br /&gt;July: Camping, Summer Survival, Missing my friend, more stinkbugs, heatwaves, a week off.&lt;br /&gt;August: Summer Survival, weird pictures, Jason Manns, funny notes, things I learned, more stinkbugs.&lt;br /&gt;September: Tall Tale Tuesday, Floods, Weird and random, funny cakes, wedding planning, editing.&lt;br /&gt;October: Weird pictures, random, Halloween, foul pictures.&lt;br /&gt;November: More engagements, being elected president, taking it back, egg pictures, eye issues, guest blogger.&lt;br /&gt;December: Guest blog winners, more eye issues, random, Holidays.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I posted less in December than I did every month all year. That's kind of sad, but it was a crazy month. Notice how the stink bug posts died off there...apparently, so did they, though we see an occasional one here and there.&lt;br /&gt;And now we're in a new year. Come on, 2012 - show us what you're made of and make it awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-7966442467846796469?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/7966442467846796469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=7966442467846796469&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/7966442467846796469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/7966442467846796469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2012/01/year-in-review.html' title='Year in Review...'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-3865823747544233088</id><published>2011-12-27T21:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T21:48:50.711-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Utter Nonsense'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Post-Holiday Nonsense....</title><content type='html'>The deed is done. Christmas is finished and I'm not sure how I feel about that. Yeah, I had my Scrooge on until nearly the very end, but we had a really good time with most of the holiday madness. And, really, I am glad its over. Now it's taking down the tree and other decorations, restoring my living room to normalcy, and putting other Christmas stuff away. I don't want to. I don't have the energy for it yet, and now that its over I kinda like the tree and all of the doodads around. How weird is that?&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Now the year is almost over. Thank goodness.&lt;br /&gt;I am looking forward to the New Year Celebration. It'll be nice to go back to basics. It's been too many years!&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully later on this week, I'll have the energy to do my year in review post. I know you're just dying for that one. Ha! &lt;br /&gt;Behave!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-3865823747544233088?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/3865823747544233088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=3865823747544233088&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/3865823747544233088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/3865823747544233088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2011/12/post-holiday-nonsense.html' title='Post-Holiday Nonsense....'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-7070823263365155570</id><published>2011-12-25T09:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T09:55:40.526-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!!</title><content type='html'>And Happy Birthday to my baby!! 12 now! Holy cow...how does that happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you and yours have a blessed day!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-7070823263365155570?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/7070823263365155570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=7070823263365155570&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/7070823263365155570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/7070823263365155570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2011/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!!'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-1636949966344015662</id><published>2011-12-24T21:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T21:58:13.010-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feel-good Friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Feel Good Friday - The Christmas Edition</title><content type='html'>Holy crap! It's been over a week since I posted? What is up with that?! I'll tell you what...getting ready for Christmas, having sick kids, and general chaos!&lt;br /&gt;But...I'm as ready as I'm going to be now. Which, I guess is good considering there's a little over 2 hours until Christmas Day!&lt;br /&gt;I will tell you one thing... We are NEVER doing last minute shopping again. EVER! Waiting until the Friday before Christmas to buy even one thing is not a fun and pleasant experience, no matter what you've been told by others.&lt;br /&gt;Believe it or not, I do have a feel good list!&lt;br /&gt;1. Being ready. Even though things are a little different this year. Parts of me don't feel ready because I haven't had time to do my usual preparing/cooking/cleaning. But it is what it is and it'll be fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;2. Shopping with the man. Yes, it was stressful. Very stressful - especially since after 3 hours and 4 stores we only had one thing purchased. And we were out until nearly midnight. People were rude, traffic sucked, and the grocery store was out of several things we needed, but we did have a good time together.&lt;br /&gt;3. Getting to sleep in a little this morning. (Regardless of going to bed at 3am)&lt;br /&gt;4. Having the wrapping all done. (Why I was up until 3am)&lt;br /&gt;5. The man making awesome food.&lt;br /&gt;6. K2's awesome present wrapping abilities. (Pictures to come)&lt;br /&gt;7. Hanging with the family at the 'rents.&lt;br /&gt;8. My fantastic youngest daughter's birthday tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;9. Looking forward to the day.&lt;br /&gt;10. OH! And getting to see the trailer for The Hobbit! I am so super excited!!!&lt;br /&gt;That is all.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you and yours have a wonderful and blessed day tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-1636949966344015662?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/1636949966344015662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=1636949966344015662&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/1636949966344015662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/1636949966344015662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2011/12/feel-good-friday-christmas-edition.html' title='Feel Good Friday - The Christmas Edition'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-3398068427180913524</id><published>2011-12-16T20:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T20:23:29.748-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feel-good Friday'/><title type='text'>Feel Good Friday</title><content type='html'>Well...I made it to Friday and I still have vision in both eyes! There's one good thing right there! Ha!&lt;br /&gt;Okay...&lt;br /&gt;Here's the list:&lt;br /&gt;1. Not looking like so much of a freak now... but my face is still pretty hideous. Latest check up indicates it is getting better,&amp;nbsp;albeit&amp;nbsp;slowly. I have to stay on the double dose of mega antibiotics until they're gone, but the swelling is down. There is still tremendous pressure on my left tear duct and I'm really starting to hate yogurt.&lt;br /&gt;2. Finding a&amp;nbsp;smidgen&amp;nbsp;(a very tiny bit) of Christmas spirit - even though I have absolutely no shopping done (yes, I realize we're at t minus 8 days), the tree is not up, and I haven't done the birthday shopping either...oy!&lt;br /&gt;3. Sleeping in tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;4. Chinese food with my girl.&lt;br /&gt;5. Running into our oldest friends in the grocery store parking lot.&lt;br /&gt;6. The DVR! I dig that thing! (Though I've barely had a chance to watch anything!) (But it's recorded lots of Supernatural!)&lt;br /&gt;7. Knowing the holidays will be over soon! (Yeah, I know that's grinch-y, but I can't help it!)&lt;br /&gt;8. Sleeping in tomorrow...wait, I think I already said that!&lt;br /&gt;9. Knowing this craptastic year will be over soon. Bring on 2012!&lt;br /&gt;10. That man packing me lunch - though I never got a chance to eat it today!&lt;br /&gt;That is all for now!&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-3398068427180913524?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/3398068427180913524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=3398068427180913524&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/3398068427180913524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/3398068427180913524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2011/12/feel-good-friday_16.html' title='Feel Good Friday'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-1172538090647149324</id><published>2011-12-13T19:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T19:32:45.930-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='excuses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pain in the butt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ouch'/><title type='text'>More Eye Issues...</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I had to make yet another trip to the doctor for stupid stuff...&lt;br /&gt;Not really my eye, but close enough that my (opposite than the cornea scratch) eye is involved - as in swollen like I got the crap beat out of me involved. And black and blue. And painful.&lt;br /&gt;The doc thinks I got bit by something.&lt;br /&gt;It's nasty and I look hideous.&lt;br /&gt;I'm on mega antibiotics and I have to go back to the doc tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;It hasn't gotten any worse since I started the meds and the swelling has improved, but the actual problem remains the same. The doctor freaked me out with out adamant she was about how dangerous this could be.&lt;br /&gt;Joy.&lt;br /&gt;We'll see what happens tomorrow. In the meantime, I'm doing my best to do my best. The headache and discomfort are driving me nuts. I have crap to do and this is not helping. Wah!&lt;br /&gt;That is all.&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-1172538090647149324?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/1172538090647149324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=1172538090647149324&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/1172538090647149324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/1172538090647149324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2011/12/more-eye-issues.html' title='More Eye Issues...'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-5505190069287975489</id><published>2011-12-11T22:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T22:19:29.645-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Viruses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guest blogger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Another Chance to Win...And Some Other Stuff...</title><content type='html'>First off - Let me report that I am a virus asskicking ninja! I knocked K2's virus totally OUT! Like a bitch! Okay, it was a long fight and I almost lost - especially after a very late phone call to my computer whiz brother. I followed his advice, but apparently missed something, so ended up doing things my own way and finally...at 2am...I prevailed. Whoot!!&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;I am ready for the Christmas Tree (the one that's been on the patio for a week) to come in the house. I hope we have time this week. We'll see. I am not entirely sure I'm ready for Christmas, but I'm trying.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;The dryer is officially on the fritz. The man thinks the "reignitor" spazzed out. It starts off with a bang and then quits. Yay.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so if you entered to win &lt;a href="http://www.meganhart.com/"&gt;Megan Hart's&lt;/a&gt; new book All Fall Down, and didn't get picked. Check her out at&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://mistysimon-bigwriter.blogspot.com/"&gt;Misty Simon's&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;blog!&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;That is all!&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-5505190069287975489?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/5505190069287975489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=5505190069287975489&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/5505190069287975489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/5505190069287975489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2011/12/another-chance-to-winand-some-other.html' title='Another Chance to Win...And Some Other Stuff...'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-7988290575623697684</id><published>2011-12-10T23:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T23:33:44.272-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Viruses'/><title type='text'>Viruses Aren't Funny</title><content type='html'>So K2 has a really nasty virus on her computer. Really&amp;nbsp;nasty.&lt;br /&gt;Her virus protection didn't catch it. Still hasn't. I downloaded the program I'd told her to download when she got the computer, and thought we had it...&lt;br /&gt;That was about seven hours ago...&lt;br /&gt;I'm still working on it. She has work tomorrow and all of her lesson plans are on the computer...to say she's freaking out a little would be an understatement. Or she was. She's since calmed some and has resigned herself to the possibility of a system wipe. &lt;br /&gt;Though I will say, we actually spent money on a program that had immediately detected the problems when we ran the free trail. After we paid, it removed one. I've emailed them, and we're going to get her money back or you'll hear a lot of screaming going on from here. I am totally kicked myself for taking the easy, but expensive, fix. &lt;br /&gt;I hate to say it, but I *think* I've got it now. Nasty bugger. I downloaded the free anti-virus that I use and immediately upon installation it had quarantined and deleted it. Yeah, we're definitely getting our money back. Now I'm running another Anti-spyware program to make sure. It's taking forever, but the popups we were getting immediately upon log in haven't shown up. &lt;br /&gt;We'll see...&lt;br /&gt;Stupid people making stupid nasty viruses! Seriously!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-7988290575623697684?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/7988290575623697684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=7988290575623697684&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/7988290575623697684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/7988290575623697684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2011/12/viruses-arent-funny.html' title='Viruses Aren&apos;t Funny'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-4259212725055518694</id><published>2011-12-08T21:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T21:38:59.097-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad words'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things that make me laugh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Foul Language Funny...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://icanhascheezburgerafterdark.com/2011/11/25/funny-pictures-teh-plot-thickens/?utm_source=embed&amp;amp;utm_medium=web&amp;amp;utm_campaign=sharewidget"&gt;&lt;img alt="Funny Pictures - Teh Plot Thickens" class="event-item-lol-image" height="326" src="http://chzichcafterdark.files.wordpress.com/2011/11/funny-pictures-teh-plot-thickens.jpg" title="Funny Pictures - Teh Plot Thickens" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see more &lt;a href="http://icanhascheezburgerafterdark.com/?utm_source=embed&amp;amp;utm_medium=web&amp;amp;utm_campaign=sharewidget"&gt;ICHC After Dark&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah...us writers gotta watch out for that...Ha!&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-4259212725055518694?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/4259212725055518694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=4259212725055518694&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/4259212725055518694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/4259212725055518694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2011/12/foul-language-funny.html' title='Foul Language Funny...'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-5603701142369329263</id><published>2011-12-07T22:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T22:09:34.734-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chaos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Strange'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='long week'/><title type='text'>This Week....</title><content type='html'>It's only Wednesday. It feels like Friday...in a way, except I can't sleep in tomorrow and I have to go to the day job and...Well...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Here's how my week has been...&lt;br /&gt;1. I've had more bad news than good this week, but the good far, far outweighs the bad.&lt;br /&gt;2. Re-reading a manuscript and still loving it.&lt;br /&gt;3. Selling Christmas trees in the driving rain and freezing cold. Or not selling them since no one even braved the rain to look at them.&lt;br /&gt;4. Suffering a near nervous breakdown at the noise in the main venue where we were selling trees.&lt;br /&gt;5. Giving blood for the first time ever. (I didn't pass out, or cry, but I'd barely eaten all day and now I'm feeling a little woozey. I got a cool pink bandage though.) That man gave blood, too, and we traded insults in the blood mobile. &lt;br /&gt;6. Going grocery shopping at 9pm.&lt;br /&gt;7. Eating dinner at 9:30. After doing dishes - Why were there dishes when I hadn't even eaten yet? Because other people ate and then had to run to their events. And by rights, Wednesday night is my dish night, so...&lt;br /&gt;Anyways...that's how my week is going. Friday's list should be interesting...&lt;br /&gt;That is all.&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-5603701142369329263?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/5603701142369329263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=5603701142369329263&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/5603701142369329263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/5603701142369329263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2011/12/this-week.html' title='This Week....'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-6076034050406716881</id><published>2011-12-03T09:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T09:21:56.132-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crazy Christmas Wishes'/><title type='text'>Epic Christmas Wish List</title><content type='html'>Here's what I want:&lt;br /&gt;1. A time turner thingy, or a similar time travel device.&lt;br /&gt;2. To be able to write full time again.&lt;br /&gt;3. An office with a door that locks and my own private balcony.&lt;br /&gt;4. A bedroom with a master bath.&lt;br /&gt;5. An unlimited supply of cash.&lt;br /&gt;6. A teleportation device.&lt;br /&gt;7. A maid and a chef.&lt;br /&gt;8. Grocery delivery.&lt;br /&gt;9. Animals that don't shed.&lt;br /&gt;And the most important...&lt;br /&gt;10. For my children to always be happy.&lt;br /&gt;I know there's more stuff that belongs on that list. &lt;br /&gt;If you could ask for anything, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-6076034050406716881?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/6076034050406716881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=6076034050406716881&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/6076034050406716881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/6076034050406716881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2011/12/epic-christmas-wish-list.html' title='Epic Christmas Wish List'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-4283753515460033053</id><published>2011-12-02T19:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T19:38:39.922-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feel-good Friday'/><title type='text'>Feel Good Friday</title><content type='html'>Amazingly I lived through the week! I know, I know...I say that a lot. And I often say "No, I really mean it this week!" But I do...really mean it this week. For real. The day job has been insanely busy. Really insane - like record setting busy. But I survived and that's all that matters. &lt;br /&gt;So, let's hit the good list, shall we?&lt;br /&gt;1. Ordering our brand spanking new DVR! Finally! Because we re-upped our service, the deal comes with a lot of nice perks, which is fantastic because I am in love with my Internet/Phone/Cable provider. And we get a brand spanking new remote for free! That's awesome because the one for downstairs met with an untimely demise and we've been sharing one. &lt;br /&gt;2. Getting to see my writing friends tomorrow for our annual Holiday Party. My gift for the exchange is wrapped (more like bagged, but same difference). I'm getting ready to start the&amp;nbsp;potato casserole I was begged to take&amp;nbsp;and have the details of childcare and who's taking who where all worked out.&lt;br /&gt;3. And! I get to sleep in just a little tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;4. New Supernatural tonight! That week without took way too long!&lt;br /&gt;5. My kid being so excited to start his leadership training course tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;6. My dryer not actually being dead, though I am not convinced. It's still taking far too long to dry clothes.&lt;br /&gt;7. My pink fuzzy socks and comfy pants.&lt;br /&gt;8. Kind of getting excited about Christmas. Though I'm really not. But just a little.&lt;br /&gt;9. Staying mostly organized through the chaos of this week.&lt;br /&gt;10. DVR! Oh wait...I said that already...&lt;br /&gt;That is all for now.&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-4283753515460033053?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/4283753515460033053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=4283753515460033053&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/4283753515460033053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/4283753515460033053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2011/12/feel-good-friday.html' title='Feel Good Friday'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-5996955473297173999</id><published>2011-12-02T19:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T19:25:57.310-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Winner winner Chicken dinner'/><title type='text'>Winner!!</title><content type='html'>Thanks for all of the comments to win Megan Hart's &lt;em&gt;All Fall Down!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise my selection of the winner was very scientific and random! (Now I have to go and pick up the tiny pieces of paper spread all over my dining room floor...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....And the winner is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amber!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-5996955473297173999?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/5996955473297173999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=5996955473297173999&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/5996955473297173999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/5996955473297173999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2011/12/winner.html' title='Winner!!'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-7931927209097159436</id><published>2011-11-30T21:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T21:18:34.509-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guest blogger'/><title type='text'>Guest Blogger - Megan Hart!</title><content type='html'>Hey! This is a first time thing here on the blog! My very first guest blogger! Come on in and get to know friend and awesome author, &lt;a href="http://www.meganhart.com/"&gt;Megan Hart!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell us a little bit about your new book:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All Fall Down is the story of a young woman raised in a cult who, along with her three young children, is forced by her mother to leave and find her biological father who has no idea he has a child. Sunshine and her kids, Happy, Peace and Bliss, end up on her dad's doorstep where her stepmother Liesel convinces him that taking them in is the right thing to do. Liesel's been longing for a family for a long time, but she soon discovers an instant family is more than she bargained for. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What was your favorite part about writing this book?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Connecting the pieces between Sunshine's past life in the cult and her life in the "normal" world. Also, finishing it. That's usually my favorite part of any book. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Worst part?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hmm. The revisions. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Writing Questions: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Being able to stay home and write full time again is my dream. We both know there are pitfalls. What's the worst for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Managing my time. I often feel like I write *all* the time because instead of managing my time, I fool around and end up taking a whole day to do what I should've been able to do in a few hours. I feel like if only I could get a handle on things, I could write, THEN watch tv or play on the internet, but I can't seem to always do that right. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What's your typical writing day like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Once the family is dispatched to the outside world and I've exercised and showered, I sit down at my computer, usually about 9 am. Then I work on whatever needs doing -- writing, revisions, promotion, etc. with ample breaks until about 3 pm when my first kid gets home. Then a little more until the second kid gets home and it's time for dinner. Then I might hit the desk again later to work on promo or catch up on anything I need to finish. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.. What's your favorite part of being able to write full time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Being able to stay home all day. :0) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silly Questions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Have you ever seen a ghost? For real?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I think so, but I'm not sure. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you want to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;NO. But...yes. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Peanut butter - with or without jelly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Strawberry! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Would you rather eat bugs or shave your eyebrows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh, wow. Definitely shave my eyebrows. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What would you do if I gave you a box full of monkeys? (cute, little ones) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hmm. Probably invest in some diapers for them.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In the midst of a chaotic midnight assembly, Sunshine is forced out into the darkness. Holding a scrap of paper scrawled with a stranger’s name and address, Sunny grasps the hands of her three small children and begins her escape.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Liesel Albright has dreamed of starting a family. She never bargained on inheriting one already in progress…or one so deeply damaged. When nineteen-year-old Sunshine appears on the Albright’s doorstep claiming Liesel’s husband Chris is her father, all they can think to offer is temporary shelter. The next day, they’re stunned by the news that the Family of Superior Bliss, led by a charismatic zealot, has committed mass suicide. Sunny and her children haven’t just left the compound–they’ve been left behind.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now, instead of a baby of her own, Liesel must play mother to the four survivors while Chris retreats into guilt and denial. For Sunny, however, a lifetime of teachings is not easily unlearned. No matter how hard she tries to forget, an ominous catechism echoes in her mind, urging her to finish what the Family started.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. One commentor gets a copy of &lt;em&gt;All Fall Down! &lt;/em&gt;Say something!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-7931927209097159436?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/7931927209097159436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=7931927209097159436&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/7931927209097159436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/7931927209097159436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2011/11/guest-blogger-megan-hart.html' title='Guest Blogger - Megan Hart!'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-2196229028781751974</id><published>2011-11-28T19:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T19:22:58.775-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Winner winner Chicken dinner'/><title type='text'>Coming Soon....</title><content type='html'>Come back this week for an interview with one of the bff's, &lt;a href="http://www.meganhart.com/"&gt;Megan Hart&lt;/a&gt;! She's stopping in to talk about random stuff and give away a book!&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget!&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-2196229028781751974?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/2196229028781751974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=2196229028781751974&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/2196229028781751974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/2196229028781751974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2011/11/coming-soon.html' title='Coming Soon....'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-4905086890110321542</id><published>2011-11-25T21:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T21:45:52.724-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feel-good Friday'/><title type='text'>Feel Good Friday - The Thanksgiving Edition</title><content type='html'>I hope the holiday was nice for you!&lt;br /&gt;We had a good day - first serving dinner at the soup kitchen and then hanging out with&amp;nbsp;my awesome family.&lt;br /&gt;Here's the list:&lt;br /&gt;1. Having the opportunity to serve with my&amp;nbsp;kids. K4 did not want to go. In fact, she refused to get dressed at one point. We managed to&amp;nbsp;get out the door, and, of course, she was the one who ended up with the best experience. The elevator lift broke down and we couldn't get wheelchairs up or down. A woman came in with her assist dog and there was no way to get her into the dining room. We set her up in a small meeting room easily accessible with her wheelchair and K4 took it upon herself to be their personal attendant. The woman and her friend very much appreciated the effort K4 put into taking care of them - carrying dishes, refilling drinks, bringing the dog water, and clearing away the dirties. I think my daughter walked away with more appreciation though and for that I am very thankful and proud of her. &lt;br /&gt;2. Fantastic food and wonderful company. We ate late, but we ate well and laughed much. Throw in some good wine and a hilarious car ride...&lt;br /&gt;3. Sleeping in this morning (especially since I was up a lot of the night feeling the effects of eating too much).&lt;br /&gt;4. Being lazy and staying in my pajamas until almost 4pm when we had to do a Boy Scout thing. &lt;br /&gt;5. Hanging out with our soon to be daughter-in-law due to random circumstance. And the way she hangs out with K4 and makes her feel special.&lt;br /&gt;6.&amp;nbsp;Watching movies with the family even though my husband is commenting on the wrong historical details.&lt;br /&gt;7. It's only Friday - even though I feel like it's Sunday. &lt;br /&gt;8. K2 turning 20 on Sunday!&lt;br /&gt;9. My nice warm bed. &lt;br /&gt;10. Talking to my sister really late at night and laughing our butts off!&lt;br /&gt;That is all for now.&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-4905086890110321542?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/4905086890110321542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=4905086890110321542&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/4905086890110321542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/4905086890110321542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2011/11/feel-good-friday-thanksgiving-edition.html' title='Feel Good Friday - The Thanksgiving Edition'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-4053787921394647034</id><published>2011-11-24T09:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T09:03:28.706-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Happy Turkey Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;I hope you all have a wonderful and blessed Thanksgiving!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: orange;"&gt;Eat lots of turkey, take a nap, and have fun with your family and friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Behave!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-4053787921394647034?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/4053787921394647034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=4053787921394647034&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/4053787921394647034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/4053787921394647034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2011/11/happy-turkey-day.html' title='Happy Turkey Day!'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-839496621367069765</id><published>2011-11-22T19:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T19:25:49.517-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Feel Good Friday - The Tuesday Edition</title><content type='html'>Today is my Friday! I can't tell you how happy I am about that! No day job until Monday! Whoo!&lt;br /&gt;Here's my list:&lt;br /&gt;1. Alternate Thanksgiving going splendidly! We had a blast!&lt;br /&gt;2. My grandbaby is so stinking cute!&lt;br /&gt;3. Living through Monday. Also, if you know you have hours of running around (literally, up and down stairs, loading and unloading vehicles) DO NOT wear heels. Or at least grab your sneakers to change into. Because if you don't, you will suffer! (Trust me, I am suffering!)&lt;br /&gt;4. Parent-teacher conferences being over! 'Nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;5. Shrimp tacos for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;6. A tasty adult beverage to finish off my short, but long, week!&lt;br /&gt;7. Looking forward to Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;8. Sleeping in tomorrow. And Thursday. And Friday. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;9. Writing time coming up! Wooo! I'm just about ready to write the opening scene!&lt;br /&gt;10. Looking forward to the long weekend! &lt;br /&gt;That is all!&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-839496621367069765?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/839496621367069765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=839496621367069765&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/839496621367069765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/839496621367069765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2011/11/feel-good-friday-tuesday-edition.html' title='Feel Good Friday - The Tuesday Edition'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-7454655136371418693</id><published>2011-11-20T11:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T11:40:09.610-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Whoot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chaos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Utter Nonsense'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Way It Is'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grandparenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life as we know it'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Progress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saturday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>What's Been Great About This Weekend...So Far</title><content type='html'>We're at T-3 hours until Alternate Thanksgiving begins here so I'm sure there will be more greatness to add later (especially since K5 will be here! Man, I miss that kid!).&lt;br /&gt;Here's the list so far:&lt;br /&gt;1. Watching movies with my girls. We've watched X-Men First Class. Pretty good. Red Riding Hood. Also, pretty good. The new Pirates - better than the other two, I'm just not a fan of the actress. We still have Thor on deck.&lt;br /&gt;2. Cleaning dance party.&lt;br /&gt;3. Freaking my youngest out with 80's music. Ha!&lt;br /&gt;4. The vast array of cookies and brownies made. And cream cheese frosting with pumpkin spice. That will go well with the weird dessert I made from scratch...fresh pumpkin, flour, brown sugar, spices...not measured, just thrown together and baked. It's a little denser than intended, but goes fantastic with the cream cheese frosting. &lt;br /&gt;5. Serious laundry progress. Three more loads. Then...my guys will be home from camp...oy!&lt;br /&gt;6. Good phone conversations.&lt;br /&gt;7. Mushroom cheesesteaks! And chinese food! (We won't talk about the crap-tastic pizza and how I ate it anyway hoping it would get better)&lt;br /&gt;8. Sleeping in both days!&lt;br /&gt;9. Waking up to the smell of turkey in the oven.&lt;br /&gt;10. Knowing I have a short week coming up. And&amp;nbsp;having to dress&amp;nbsp;up for work, because I don't do that much (no one sees me) and sometimes I like to be a girl!&lt;br /&gt;11. Plotting progress. I still need a name for the hero, a title, and to work out the end game, but I will soon be ready to start FRESH writing! Wooo!&lt;br /&gt;12. My kid saying she feels better, even though she still sounds like crap.&lt;br /&gt;13. Looking forward to the evening's chaos!&lt;br /&gt;That is all for now!&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-7454655136371418693?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/7454655136371418693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=7454655136371418693&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/7454655136371418693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/7454655136371418693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2011/11/whats-been-great-about-this-weekendso.html' title='What&apos;s Been Great About This Weekend...So Far'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-627673770723136221</id><published>2011-11-20T10:47:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T10:47:53.957-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life as we know it'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Go away 2011 you suck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Running out of time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Well Wishes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='waiting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pep talk'/><title type='text'>Getting it Back...</title><content type='html'>It's kind of obvious my life has changed dramatically this past year. "The Job" has been a huge adjustment - physically, emotionally, and with the family. My writing's taken a hit and so have the opportunities to socialize and have fun. I'm not whining (not really) - just stating fact. I have to do whatever necessary to make sure my family survives.&amp;nbsp;I do it willingly (mostly). but that doesn't mean it isn't without true and major side effects. &lt;br /&gt;It's not over. I'm still adjusting, though I hadn't deluded myself into thinking the adjustment phase would be over quick. I promised&amp;nbsp;the face in the mirror&amp;nbsp;I wouldn't be too hard on&amp;nbsp;it until after the first year - going through each season and holiday and reconfiguring the way things are done. I haven't lived up to that promise as much as I should have because I should be able to do it all, especially if you ask my ages old Superwoman complex. Anyway, I digress...&lt;br /&gt;The first year is coming to an end soon, and I can tell. I feel more settled, more energetic, ready to focus. I don't say much about the job, but suffice it to say it's very complicated and requires an insane amount of mental energy and focus. I have at least a million things to remember every day - and what I have to remember changes frequently. Maybe I've finally trained my brain to separate and can shake off the busyness of my days enough to re-focus my energy on other things after I leave. Maybe it's because I've made a decision to pass off some of my volunteer obligations (as I take on a huge one with my writing chapter...hrm) I don't know, but I do feel different. Maybe it's because 2011 is almost over...and well, wouldn't that just be like me to finally get my act together the year the world's supposed to end? Ha!&lt;br /&gt;2011 definitely hasn't lived up to its expectations in many ways. And, as usual (and probably delusional) I am ever hopeful for 2012. &lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking about my goals for 2012 (not resolutions, because resolutions suck). I don't know if I'll post them or not, but I will have some definite goals written down and will do my best to get to this time next year with the ability to say Done!. &lt;br /&gt;So, go away 2011...you suck! Bring on 2012! &lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-627673770723136221?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/627673770723136221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=627673770723136221&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/627673770723136221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/627673770723136221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2011/11/getting-it-back.html' title='Getting it Back...'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-3875842127139442505</id><published>2011-11-19T21:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T21:57:41.578-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Supernatural'/><title type='text'>Dear Supernatural People,</title><content type='html'>(I am sorry this is the first Dear Supernatural People post I've done this season. That's too sad. I'll try to do better, but there's only one more episode before Hellatus...)&lt;br /&gt;Loved it!&lt;br /&gt;Poor Dean. He was so funny all drugged up on turducken nirvana. And so&amp;nbsp;pretty when he was sleeping it off. I still worry about Sam with the way he squeezed his reality button on his hand while he was worrying to Bobby. Guess we'll see about that in another episode. Bobby was fantastic, as usual. I'm not saying anything about the end yet, because I refuse to think about it right now. &lt;br /&gt;Dick...well, he lives up to his name, for sure. He's a fantastic character and the evil is played so well. Interesting that he can heal himself from the power clean stuff that takes the rest of them down. Bobby played it cool, but the little freak out he had on his face when he was looking at the folders on Dick's desk is kind of foreboding.&lt;br /&gt;I loved this episode. So much. Loved them walking through the woods with their guns reminiscing about Bobby teaching them to hunt and how they couldn't shoot Bambi. And that guy - or whatever he was by then - was really creepy. &lt;br /&gt;One more episode before another dry spell...*Sigh*&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-3875842127139442505?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/3875842127139442505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=3875842127139442505&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/3875842127139442505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/3875842127139442505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2011/11/dear-supernatural-people.html' title='Dear Supernatural People,'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-2505700064423242868</id><published>2011-11-18T19:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T19:53:46.763-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feel-good Friday'/><title type='text'>Feel Good Friday</title><content type='html'>Here's the list:&lt;br /&gt;1. That our Chinese food &lt;em&gt;finally &lt;/em&gt;arrived an hour after we called it in. And the guy stiffed me a buck! And! The eggrolls were so greasy that I now have a stomachache! But...it was good.&lt;br /&gt;2. Sleeping in tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;3. New Supernatural tonight.&lt;br /&gt;4. Getting a twenty-six pound turkey for free!&lt;br /&gt;5. Being in my comfy pants and warm socks...&lt;br /&gt;6. And having an adult beverage at the end of a very long week.&lt;br /&gt;7. Watching X-Men before Supernatural. With Kevin Bacon!&lt;br /&gt;8. Alternate Thanksgiving on Sunday with the grandbaby!&lt;br /&gt;9. Writing time this weekend. &lt;br /&gt;10. Did I mention sleeping in?&lt;br /&gt;That's it. Been a busy week and between the eye and the constant obligations...well, it's a dang good thing it's Friday!&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-2505700064423242868?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/2505700064423242868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=2505700064423242868&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/2505700064423242868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/2505700064423242868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2011/11/feel-good-friday_18.html' title='Feel Good Friday'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-1739952515150664419</id><published>2011-11-17T21:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T21:45:09.523-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pain in the butt'/><title type='text'>Eye Update...</title><content type='html'>I couldn't stand it anymore. The eye. The pain. The stupidness of it all. &lt;br /&gt;Called the doc and begged them to call in a prescription for pink eye. The receptionist said she'd check with the doc and get back to me. When they called back, the first question was "does it hurt?". Well, yeah, it hurts like there's a rock in it. The nurse said I had to go in and be seen. Really? Come on. My day was so freaking busy. The last thing I wanted, or had time for, was to sit in the waiting room for them to determine I had pink eye and send me off with the 'script they could have just called in for me. &lt;br /&gt;But I went anyway. Because I was done with looking ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;I barely had my butt in the waiting room chair when they called me back. Then they weighed me and measured me. Really? But whatever. I expected to wait in the exam room for an hour, but the doctor came in before I had my shoes retied. She looked and looked, and then looked some more. Then she put this yellow dye in my eye that stained the white for about an hour after I left (I looked like an alien). &lt;br /&gt;Nope. Not pink eye. (That'll teach me to self-diagnose)&lt;br /&gt;I have a scratch on my cornea.&lt;br /&gt;Which explains why the hot compresses didn't really help. It also explains why the "rock" feeling in the same place. &lt;br /&gt;So, she prescribed some antibiotic goo that&amp;nbsp;I have to squeeze into my eye and I'm supposed to avoid excessive computer time. Ha!&lt;br /&gt;Not very exciting, I'm afraid...&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-1739952515150664419?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/1739952515150664419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=1739952515150664419&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/1739952515150664419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/1739952515150664419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2011/11/eye-update.html' title='Eye Update...'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-2363453203272043447</id><published>2011-11-16T19:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T19:07:05.160-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pain in the butt'/><title type='text'>This Eye of Mine...</title><content type='html'>I don't know what's wrong with it. It hurts and it's swollen and feels like there are rocks in it. I look ridiculous, though the man says it's not that bad. He lies, I'm sure. When he moved in to kiss me good-bye, he made a face. Great.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. I don't know what happened. I felt like I had something in it and it's progressed to where I am now. &lt;br /&gt;Clearly, there is a trip to the doc in my future, but for now I will continue to use compresses and try to avoid the computer. (Ha! I have work to do!)&lt;br /&gt;And that is all for this rainy Wednesday...&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-2363453203272043447?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/2363453203272043447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=2363453203272043447&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/2363453203272043447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/2363453203272043447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2011/11/this-eye-of-mine.html' title='This Eye of Mine...'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-7571445843268033070</id><published>2011-11-13T17:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T17:35:37.014-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekends'/><title type='text'>Oh, Sunday...</title><content type='html'>Why is Sunday almost over? That means the weekend is nearly finished. Poo! My laundry is not done. I haven't slept enough. My kids only just got home from their weekend away. I haven't written yet. &lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I helped the folks clean up the massive amount of debris dumped in their yard from our freak pre-Halloween snowstorm. I even ran a chainsaw. I actually got to drive my dad's coveted tractor, too. We won't talk about how I ran the tractor&amp;nbsp;into the fire pit, or how I fell on my butt trying to help pull a broken branch out of a tree. Anyway. It was a good day. &lt;br /&gt;Then, the man and I were supposed to be alone. We did some grocery shopping (freak power outage at the store. Weird), came home and made dinner. Then...a kid came home. (This is the second weekend in a row that our alone time has been rudely corrupted.) &lt;br /&gt;So...now I need to switch laundry, eat dinner, and write...&lt;br /&gt;Damn Sunday being almost over...&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-7571445843268033070?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/7571445843268033070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=7571445843268033070&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/7571445843268033070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/7571445843268033070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2011/11/oh-sunday.html' title='Oh, Sunday...'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-83088357416731898</id><published>2011-11-11T17:50:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T00:05:55.532-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feel-good Friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Veterans'/><title type='text'>Feed Good Friday</title><content type='html'>First off, Thank You to all of the veterans - my dad, my brothers, the Godfather to my children, the mans brother-to-another-mother, my father-in-law, and everyone else who has given me my freedom. You're awesome and one day of Thank You is not enough. &lt;br /&gt;* * *&lt;br /&gt;After a laboriously long and dreadful week, here is what little I could scrape up for this post.&lt;br /&gt;1. Friday! Duh!&lt;br /&gt;2. Sleeping in a little tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;3. The adult beverage that will be waiting for me when I return from running all over creation tonight.&lt;br /&gt;4. New Supernatural tonight! I hope we're home in time.&lt;br /&gt;5. The weekend!&lt;br /&gt;6. Taking an extra day off before Thanksgiving. Man, am I looking forward to that!&lt;br /&gt;...that's about it. I feel like I say it's been a long week every Friday, and I know I've posted more than once how "this" week outweighs the rest. I really don't think I like saying that. I don't like wishing my weeks away and all of the stress that seems like it's weighing on me...Something must be done! I just wish I knew what!&lt;br /&gt;That is all...&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-83088357416731898?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/83088357416731898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=83088357416731898&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/83088357416731898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/83088357416731898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2011/11/feed-good-friday.html' title='Feed Good Friday'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-4473127104469345537</id><published>2011-11-10T20:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T20:41:10.732-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lists'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Utter Nonsense'/><title type='text'>Random Thursday...</title><content type='html'>A list of utter nonsense...&lt;br /&gt;1. This week is kicking my *ss. I will be very, very glad to see the end of the day tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;2. Some people should not procreate. They shouldn't even be able to *think* about doing the horizontal mambo because of the risk of procreation. Just sayin'.&lt;br /&gt;3. Sleeping in is a beautiful thing and should happen way more often.&lt;br /&gt;4. Certain people (probably some of the same sort as in #2) will always be a-holes. No matter what happens. Always.&lt;br /&gt;5. Sometimes I am convinced that I have no idea what I'm doing. Make that a lot of the time. Most of the time? See?&lt;br /&gt;6. I miss my granddaughter.&lt;br /&gt;7. When I woke up this morning, it was warm out. When I left the day job, it was freezing. Why?&lt;br /&gt;8. I hope if, when, I end up squirming on the floor - twitching dramatically because some tiny thing has officially put me over the edge - that people just leave me alone. Let me twitch. I beg of you, just let me twitch for a few minutes. Then bring me booze. Or bring me booze first, then leave me alone. &lt;br /&gt;9. Plotting is making me question this whole idea...yeah, it's coming together, but not as quickly or as solidly as I'd hoped. But see #'s 1 - 8. Not calling excuse, just a possible explanation. &lt;br /&gt;10. One of the first things I'm planning to burn when I go on my rampage is my overburdened calendar book (Holy crap 2012, why you gotta start kicking my butt so soon?), followed by the checkbook. I think I will throw in the laundry and perhaps a manuscript or two. When said rampage will happen is anyone's guess...&lt;br /&gt;Ha! That's a weird list! &lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is 11-11-11. That's pretty cool! Maybe it'll be an awesome day! (I can hope, right?) And it's Veteran's Day, so make sure you thank a vet for their service and your freedom!&lt;br /&gt;That is all. &lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-4473127104469345537?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/4473127104469345537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=4473127104469345537&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/4473127104469345537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/4473127104469345537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2011/11/random-thursday.html' title='Random Thursday...'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-6559740601241327234</id><published>2011-11-08T20:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T20:25:46.840-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Plodding...No, Wait...Plotting</title><content type='html'>Yes, I still have new book excitement, but I'm at the hard part now. The part where I actually have to figure out the plot.&lt;br /&gt;Characters are easy. Mostly. No, they never talk to me, never wake me up in the middle of the night and demand things of me, or take over my brain and prevent me from living a normal life until I write about them. Maybe that happens to some people, but not me. (Getting caught up in the story is different.) Setting is also relatively easy. Especially if I get to create a new and different world. &lt;br /&gt;I love the "what ifs" and "what about" and I'm slowly getting all of those in place. Did a little brainstorm with the man, and with a friend, and the big picture is starting to form. Right now, it's like a 5-billion piece puzzle with little tiny shapes and most of them are the same. And they're all black. Those pieces will move together and the color will shift and I'll be able to get everything where it belongs. &lt;br /&gt;Soon I will start new writing...after I get the puzzle pieces away from the cat and dig some more out of the couch cushions...&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-6559740601241327234?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/6559740601241327234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=6559740601241327234&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/6559740601241327234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/6559740601241327234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2011/11/ploddingno-waitplotting.html' title='Plodding...No, Wait...Plotting'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-5192429218660868431</id><published>2011-11-07T19:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T19:25:39.480-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kid Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life as we know it'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Silly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='silly stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ridiculous Things'/><title type='text'>The Stuff That Goes On Here...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qGYZnrE6fGE/Trh1Iw2gmvI/AAAAAAAAAw0/JGzzCsfSO7M/s1600/Egg+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qGYZnrE6fGE/Trh1Iw2gmvI/AAAAAAAAAw0/JGzzCsfSO7M/s1600/Egg+3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Egg Audience...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday, the man and I went grocery shopping. We were being silly and stupid and our goofing off caused us to leave a box of eighteen eggs in the backseat of his car.&lt;br /&gt;Not very bright.&lt;br /&gt;When we went to parent-teacher conferences for the youngest kid, she discovered the eggs.&lt;br /&gt;We brought them in to dispose of them after discussing how handy a whole box of rotting eggs would be when you had a case of road rage (not me. I am not an angry driver. Ever)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Rp-BRwlCHTA/Trh1PRv0lVI/AAAAAAAAAxE/uG-D2LAAX8Q/s1600/Egg+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Rp-BRwlCHTA/Trh1PRv0lVI/AAAAAAAAAxE/uG-D2LAAX8Q/s1600/Egg+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;A Happy Chap&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿We sat them on the counter as we shucked our jackets and stowed our keys.&lt;br /&gt;K2 opened the box and disappeared to find markers....&lt;br /&gt;Every egg has a different face...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wT_rK_YDoYE/Trh1MZUZeJI/AAAAAAAAAw8/KFLFs8E7LqU/s1600/Egg+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wT_rK_YDoYE/Trh1MZUZeJI/AAAAAAAAAw8/KFLFs8E7LqU/s1600/Egg+1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Death by Pliers...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;This poor guy didn't make it. &lt;em&gt;Someone&lt;/em&gt; tried to pick him up with a pair of pliers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is any wonder that I teeter on the edge of insanity?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-5192429218660868431?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/5192429218660868431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=5192429218660868431&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/5192429218660868431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/5192429218660868431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2011/11/stuff-that-goes-on-here.html' title='The Stuff That Goes On Here...'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qGYZnrE6fGE/Trh1Iw2gmvI/AAAAAAAAAw0/JGzzCsfSO7M/s72-c/Egg+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-3872356596870999048</id><published>2011-11-06T10:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T10:58:06.758-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>And There IT is!</title><content type='html'>I don't think there's anything better than new book excitement!!&lt;br /&gt;I really thought my brain was broken. Truly. I couldn't settle on what I wanted to write. Nothing was sparking. One of my goals for October was to stay in our fifty words a day for fifty day challenge, so I sat every night and wrote at least fifty words - hoping that the brain barf would begin to coalesce. It kind of did, though I didn't realize it until yesterday. To say I was about a half-second away from going into full on panic and despair mode would be an understatement. I really thought my mojo had abandoned me. Quite honestly though, I really wasn't looking very hard. My attitude sucked hardcore. I wasn't being nice to myself or that mojo. &lt;br /&gt;Somewhere between a really crazy dream and yesterday's writing meeting, I was hit in the forehead by not only how I was sabotaging myself, but by the shiny new idea. And it totally rocks! &lt;br /&gt;Yes, I will admit I definitely needed to take some time off. I don't think I'm the only writer who secretly fears that by not writing, your dream will wander off and get lost in the woods, or fall into a well. And yes, I know how ridiculous that is, but there you have it. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway...the point is that I am on it like white on rice now.&lt;br /&gt;I am very excited. &lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-3872356596870999048?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/3872356596870999048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=3872356596870999048&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/3872356596870999048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/3872356596870999048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2011/11/and-there-it-is.html' title='And There IT is!'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-4109424403100217612</id><published>2011-11-05T21:39:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T22:38:31.474-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Changes'/><title type='text'>Changes...</title><content type='html'>I've already mentioned some of the changes that will be going on around here for 2012. Weddings, engagement parties...Oh, and there are the milestone birthdays...3 of them...to consider. (K2 turns 21. K3 turns 16. K4 turns 13. And that's just in my immediate family - there are also a few 40's and more milestone birthdays and anniversaries than I can even remember at the moment)&lt;br /&gt;In addition to all of that, I have - just today - been elected to oversee my local writing chapter as president. &lt;br /&gt;Now, I've been vice-president for four years now, so it's a natural step. I only have one more year to serve on the board before I have to take a two year break. I am honored (even though I&amp;nbsp;ran unopposed).&amp;nbsp;There are&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://mistysimon-bigwriter.blogspot.com/"&gt;big shoes to fill&lt;/a&gt;. I don't even think I can come close to our current/former president. In fact, I know I can't. &lt;br /&gt;But I will do my best to be a good president in my own way.&lt;br /&gt;One of my biggest problems is my terror of public speaking...&lt;br /&gt;I'd gotten over this many, many moons ago because I was forced to. Years and years at home with no one but the spawn to speak to retracted all of the progress I'd made. That's not a bad thing, but now I find myself barely able to say the things I want to say when I have to stand up. I&amp;nbsp;can talk to a group of people and be intelligent and effective, but the second I have to stand I turn into an idiot. So...I'm going to work on that. Maybe I'll be a "sit down" president for a while.&lt;br /&gt;What's good is that I love my chapter. I love the people - my friends. I love writing. I love meeting day. &lt;br /&gt;I will manage this. I will overcome my obstacles and be an effective (mostly unfunny president). Cool thing is that I have an awesome &lt;a href="http://readavaquinn.blogspot.com/"&gt;VP&lt;/a&gt; (I don't think she has any idea what she's just gotten herself into!) and almost all of the previous board remains the same, so that's going to help. &lt;br /&gt;It's going to be a great year regardless of my lack of speaking skills. And a busy one! &lt;br /&gt;That is all for now...&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-4109424403100217612?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/4109424403100217612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=4109424403100217612&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/4109424403100217612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/4109424403100217612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2011/11/changes.html' title='Changes...'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-724130269466164051</id><published>2011-11-04T23:03:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T23:04:45.596-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feel-good Friday'/><title type='text'>Feel Good Friday...</title><content type='html'>The "Oh, my God. I lived through the week" edition.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, my lovelies...it's been an extremely long one!&lt;br /&gt;Here's the list:&lt;br /&gt;1. Friday...duh!&lt;br /&gt;2. Sleeping in a tiny bit tomorrow. (just a tiny bit)&lt;br /&gt;3. Writing meeting! Whoot!&lt;br /&gt;4. Meeting my goal!&lt;br /&gt;5. My sister being okay.&lt;br /&gt;6. Birthdays!&lt;br /&gt;7. The weekend!&lt;br /&gt;8. Awesome speakers scheduled for the meeting tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;9.&amp;nbsp;The retreat only being 6 months away!! (and trust me, sometimes thoughts of the retreat&amp;nbsp;is the only thing that keep me sane!)&lt;br /&gt;10. Supernatural being so completely awesome tonight!!&lt;br /&gt;That is all...&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-724130269466164051?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/724130269466164051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=724130269466164051&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/724130269466164051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/724130269466164051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2011/11/feel-good-friday.html' title='Feel Good Friday...'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-1596017575421846462</id><published>2011-11-02T19:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T19:01:47.288-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weddings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Engagements'/><title type='text'>Lots of Stuff...</title><content type='html'>So it's November...&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, it's "No Shave" November. No shaving...all month. Yeah, something tells me I won't be participating in that one...&lt;br /&gt;* * *&lt;br /&gt;There's all kind of big news going on around here. Not only are we in the middle of planning a wedding for 2013, but there will be one in 2012 as well. My oldest is tying the knot next August. It came as kind of a shock, but around here we tend to go with the flow...&lt;br /&gt;So, sometime at the beginning of next year I will be planning and hosting K1 &amp;amp; J's engagement party as we work on wedding plans for them. (And no, there is not an additional grandchild in my immediate future). After the wedding, we'll then plan K2 &amp;amp; J's engagement party. (How weird is it that they're both marrying someone whose first name starts with J?)&lt;br /&gt;It's going to be an expensive year around here.&lt;br /&gt;But I will still be glad to see 2011 end, though I haven't given up hope on the year yet....&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-1596017575421846462?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/1596017575421846462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=1596017575421846462&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/1596017575421846462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/1596017575421846462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2011/11/lots-of-stuff.html' title='Lots of Stuff...'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-688453414940571247</id><published>2011-10-31T21:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T21:08:05.111-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moaning Monday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!</title><content type='html'>I didn't even remember today is Halloween until around 5pm...that's just testament to how my Monday went. Started off stressful...is ending somewhat better...&lt;br /&gt;Since we already had our Trick or Treat night, there isn't a lot going on around here tonight. We're watching the live feed of Ghosthunters, which is cool. &lt;br /&gt;So! Go here to my friend &lt;a href="http://nataliedamschroder.blogspot.com/"&gt;Natalie's&lt;/a&gt; and check out her brand new release! I've read this book and it is awesome! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the last post of October 2011. Fair warning...I'm about to start complaining about 2011. It's pretty much sucked. Tomorrow begins November...Really?&lt;br /&gt;That is all...&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-688453414940571247?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/688453414940571247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=688453414940571247&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/688453414940571247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/688453414940571247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2011/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween!'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-3806550221967100220</id><published>2011-10-30T20:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T20:16:53.046-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snow Day'/><title type='text'>Snow Storm...</title><content type='html'>I was going to post pictures of the massive amount of snow we got yesterday, but the camera is broken and my phone takes crappy pictures, so...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...Yeah, snowstorm in October. &lt;br /&gt;Fantastic! Everything was cancelled and we ended up with a rare day with no obligations...well, except the weekly trip to the grocery store and the shoe buying, but we did those things just as the snow was beginning. We looked a little ridiculous in the massively crowded store with our overloaded weekly cart. We weren't the only ones though - we must have bumped into about ten people we know doing the same thing we were. &lt;br /&gt;The storm was kind of scary though. We lost a lot of limbs from the big trees in the back yard - which meant today was spent with the chainsaw. On the whole, the damage wasn't as bad as we feared. We never lost power and except for the fence, nothing was destroyed. &lt;br /&gt;We made chili, cookies, vodka drinks for the man and I, watched Lord of the Rings and did laundry. It was really really nice not to have to be anywhere. The folks came over since they were without lights and we hung out and talked - which was really good. &lt;br /&gt;I hope it snows its butt off this winter!&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-3806550221967100220?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/3806550221967100220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=3806550221967100220&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/3806550221967100220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/3806550221967100220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2011/10/snow-storm.html' title='Snow Storm...'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-7599429508150852939</id><published>2011-10-29T17:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T17:40:52.365-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Utter Nonsense'/><title type='text'>This Is Me...</title><content type='html'>You know it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://icanhascheezburgerafterdark.com/2011/10/28/funny-pictures-domestic-goddess/?utm_source=embed&amp;amp;utm_medium=web&amp;amp;utm_campaign=sharewidget"&gt;&lt;img alt="Funny Pictures - Domestic goddess" class="event-item-lol-image" height="512" src="http://chzichcafterdark.files.wordpress.com/2011/10/funny-pictures-domestic-goddess.jpg" title="Funny Pictures - Domestic goddess" width="390" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see more &lt;a href="http://icanhascheezburgerafterdark.com/?utm_source=embed&amp;amp;utm_medium=web&amp;amp;utm_campaign=sharewidget"&gt;ICHC After Dark&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because that's how I want it to be...Only...Well...I never dressed my sons in overalls like that and my girls never wore dresses like that...and our dog doesn't look like that...or our car...and that man I live with doesn't have a hat like that...Oh hell..Nevermind...&lt;br /&gt;Behave!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-7599429508150852939?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/7599429508150852939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=7599429508150852939&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/7599429508150852939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/7599429508150852939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2011/10/this-is-me.html' title='This Is Me...'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-1845311257778232964</id><published>2011-10-28T23:08:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T17:36:33.637-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feel-good Friday'/><title type='text'>Feel Good Friday</title><content type='html'>It's Friday! Another week down the toilet and all I can say is...Good Riddance! Light a match already!&lt;br /&gt;I think if I dig deep enough I might find some good, I mean, hey, we had a birthday around here!&lt;br /&gt;1. K3 turning 15 and being a great kid.&lt;br /&gt;2. Trick or Treat being over. I do love Trick or Treat, but it was an effort this year.&lt;br /&gt;3. Being warm.&lt;br /&gt;4. Snow in the forecast! I know it's early, but I love it!&lt;br /&gt;5. All of Saturday's plans being cancelled because of the potential snow.&lt;br /&gt;6. Sleeping in. Thank goodness. &lt;br /&gt;7. Hanging out and laughing.&lt;br /&gt;8. Supernatural!&lt;br /&gt;9. Slowly figuring out what I want to write next.&lt;br /&gt;10. Having Saturday to relax, cook, and write.&lt;br /&gt;That is all...I think...&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-1845311257778232964?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/1845311257778232964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=1845311257778232964&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/1845311257778232964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/1845311257778232964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2011/10/feel-good-friday.html' title='Feel Good Friday'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-3717549269731835917</id><published>2011-10-27T21:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T21:24:38.873-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad words'/><title type='text'>My Day....</title><content type='html'>Foul language warning! Again! But you should be used to it by now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://icanhascheezburgerafterdark.com/2011/10/26/funny-pictures-ive-had-enough/?utm_source=embed&amp;amp;utm_medium=web&amp;amp;utm_campaign=sharewidget"&gt;&lt;img alt="Funny Pictures - i've had ENOUGH." class="event-item-lol-image" height="373" src="http://chzichcafterdark.files.wordpress.com/2011/10/funny-pictures-ive-had-enough.jpg" title="Funny Pictures - i've had ENOUGH." width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see more &lt;a href="http://icanhascheezburgerafterdark.com/?utm_source=embed&amp;amp;utm_medium=web&amp;amp;utm_campaign=sharewidget"&gt;ICHC After Dark&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only my bus says: "Stupid, dumb, ridiculous&amp;nbsp;Bus" (in addition to a lot of other bad words)&lt;br /&gt;And that's my day...&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-3717549269731835917?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/3717549269731835917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=3717549269731835917&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/3717549269731835917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/3717549269731835917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2011/10/my-day.html' title='My Day....'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-6807155986563539914</id><published>2011-10-26T19:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T19:10:42.454-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Utter Nonsense'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='long week'/><title type='text'>Weird Wednesday...</title><content type='html'>I am alone. For the moment. The quiet in my house is near deafening - except for the dog. This is odd to me (not the dog). Usually I am surrounding by chaos that is hard to explain and&amp;nbsp;the noise level has got to be at illegal volumes. But none of that matters for the next few minutes while I am blissfully alone. &lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is my baby boy's fifteenth birthday. I'm not sure how he got to be that old. And in high school. I clearly remember his little blond head and his spiderman undies. Now he's talking about college and girls and all kinds of things I'm not ready for. &lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;There is a mosquito flying around me. Shouldn't they be dead now?&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;On the writing front, I am settling on what to write next. And, of course, instead of grabbing a perfectly good idea out of my idea folder, it's something brand spanking new. I'm getting excited. It's been a while since I've put fresh words on the page. I've missed it. I will finish the zombie book at some point, just not now. I need to start it completely over and at this moment, I'm not that passionate about it. (This decision is subject to change without warning - just saying) This new book is coming together in my mind. Which is good, because there for a while I truly thought my brain was broken. Really broken. Apparently, what I needed was some time off...&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;By the way, today was markedly better than yesterday. Which is good because if today had been the same, you'd find me rocking in a corner somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow night is trick or treat night/birthday celebrating, following by more birthday celebrating the following night and new Supernatural. &lt;br /&gt;That is all...&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-6807155986563539914?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/6807155986563539914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=6807155986563539914&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/6807155986563539914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/6807155986563539914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2011/10/weird-wednesday.html' title='Weird Wednesday...'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-1227196683327405819</id><published>2011-10-25T21:50:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T21:50:51.761-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad words'/><title type='text'>Foul Language Warning - 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://icanhascheezburgerafterdark.com/2011/10/01/funny-pictures-just-in-case-you-thought-i-cared/?utm_source=embed&amp;amp;utm_medium=web&amp;amp;utm_campaign=sharewidget"&gt;&lt;img alt="Funny Pictures - Just in case you thought I cared" class="event-item-lol-image" height="374" src="http://chzichcafterdark.files.wordpress.com/2011/09/funny-pictures-just-in-case-you-thought-i-cared.jpg" title="Funny Pictures - Just in case you thought I cared" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see more &lt;a href="http://icanhascheezburgerafterdark.com/?utm_source=embed&amp;amp;utm_medium=web&amp;amp;utm_campaign=sharewidget"&gt;ICHC After Dark&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That sums it up.&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-1227196683327405819?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/1227196683327405819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=1227196683327405819&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/1227196683327405819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/1227196683327405819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2011/10/foul-language-warning-2.html' title='Foul Language Warning - 2'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-8721652423358220588</id><published>2011-10-25T21:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T21:45:26.377-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad days'/><title type='text'>Sure Fire Ways to Irritate Me...</title><content type='html'>1. Pull out in front of me and then go ten miles under the speed limit.&lt;br /&gt;2. Ask me if I've found everything I was looking for after I've unloaded my cart onto the register. I wouldn't be here if I didn't, and I'm intelligent enough to ask someone.&lt;br /&gt;3. Fail to control your child and allow him to disrupt adult conversations.&lt;br /&gt;4. Start talking about Christmas in October. I feel a grinch coming on...&lt;br /&gt;5. Use my truck and don't tell me it's out of gas. &lt;br /&gt;6. Be as smelly as my dog.&lt;br /&gt;7. Continue to harass and attempt to tease me after I've told you I've had a bad day.&lt;br /&gt;8. Drink the last bit of cold water in the fridge and put the container back empty.&lt;br /&gt;...okay, so pretty much everything irritates me today. Long day - one I'm not going to share because the list is negative enough and tomorrow has to be better. Right? Please?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Tomorrow will be better...&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-8721652423358220588?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/8721652423358220588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=8721652423358220588&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/8721652423358220588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/8721652423358220588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2011/10/sure-fire-ways-to-irritate-me.html' title='Sure Fire Ways to Irritate Me...'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-4224918035067287033</id><published>2011-10-22T10:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T10:14:43.979-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scared'/><title type='text'>Scary Stuff</title><content type='html'>I like scary movies. Not the senseless killing movies, but pretty much everything else - from old school campy ones to current cheesy movies. I hate zombies so much I love them. I totally dig apocalyptic stuff, other realm things, and ghosts.&lt;br /&gt;So, then why does &lt;em&gt;The Exorcist&lt;/em&gt; scare me so much?&lt;br /&gt;Cut back to when I was about twelve or so - maybe a little older, but probably&amp;nbsp;not much. The movie was on television and I was taunted into watching it by my older brothers. I had to prove to them that I was as tough as they were, so I stayed up to watch with them. Through my fingers because, and I'm not ashamed to admit this, I was kind of sheltered. I'd had very few experiences with scary stuff that wasn't real life scary (like the time someone followed me at o'dark-thirty while I was on my paper route). Seriously, I was twelve or so. It was the late seventies/early eighties. The gut full of bad things and foulness we live with today didn't exist back then. Okay, so it existed, but it wasn't talked about so much. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway. To be honest, I don't remember a lot of the movie. I do remember her face and the sound of her possessed voice (things I still can't bear to look at or hear). I remember the pea soup scene, though I still don't understand why the mother would throw a party when her daughter's all possessed and stuff. Maybe I missed something there. I don't remember how it ended. &lt;br /&gt;What I do remember is flying off the couch the second it was over so I could get the bathroom first (one bathroom, seven people - being first was important). When I emerged, the living room was dark and I assumed my brothers had gone to bed. I shut off my light, crawled between my sheets, and closed my eyes while my head was still spinning from the horrors of what I'd watched. I was keyed up and nervous. Then...I heard something in my closet. &lt;br /&gt;I brushed it off, or at least tried to, as I lay there in the dark watching the closet. Had I closed the doors? I thought they'd been open, but couldn't be sure. I pulled the blankets up and stared into the darkness. The doors moved, a scratching sound coming from the other side. We didn't have a dog. Or a cat. Something was in my freaking closet. The door moved again, a guttural moaning sound striking fear into my heart. Then a hand emerged, followed by hysterical laughter. &lt;br /&gt;Those jerks hid in my closet. They thought they were the funniest boys on the face of the earth. I screamed and one of my parents bolted out of their room and yelled at the boys to go to bed and quit bothering me. &lt;br /&gt;So, that's why I can't watch the movie to this day. Maybe it doesn't make much sense to you. Heck, I'm not sure it makes much sense to me. But there you have it...&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-4224918035067287033?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/4224918035067287033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=4224918035067287033&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/4224918035067287033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/4224918035067287033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2011/10/scary-stuff.html' title='Scary Stuff'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-5232642525953372367</id><published>2011-10-21T22:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T22:42:02.059-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feel-good Friday'/><title type='text'>Feel Good Friday - Ha! The Friday Edition</title><content type='html'>Yes, it's late, but it's still Friday!&lt;br /&gt;Here's the list...&lt;br /&gt;1. Living through the week. I say that a lot lately. I hate it.&lt;br /&gt;2. New Supernatural!&lt;br /&gt;3. Getting the kids room cleaned.&lt;br /&gt;4.&amp;nbsp; Fish tacos for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;5. Extreme Makeover PA Edition. That was cool. It would have been cooler had I not had to try to switch back and forth between Supernatural and that! It better be On Demand soon!!&lt;br /&gt;6. Maybe sleeping in tomorrow. No guarantees, but maybe?? I hope!&lt;br /&gt;7. The big move going on this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;8. Our lovely little fireplace! &lt;br /&gt;9. My bed.&lt;br /&gt;10. Comfy pants and comfy worn out sweat shirts!&lt;br /&gt;That is all for now. Perhaps I will come back tomorrow and explain why The Exorcist terrifies me!&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-5232642525953372367?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/5232642525953372367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=5232642525953372367&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/5232642525953372367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/5232642525953372367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2011/10/feel-good-friday-ha-friday-edition.html' title='Feel Good Friday - Ha! The Friday Edition'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-5746784634033731930</id><published>2011-10-20T22:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T22:25:57.334-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Utter Nonsense'/><title type='text'>Those People I Live With...</title><content type='html'>I was working on my calendar&amp;nbsp;when K2 snagged one of my business cards and asked if she could have it. She said she was going to call me. Too bad my phone number isn't on it - only my email. I was busy, so didn't think too much about it. All of the kids have my business cards. I don't know why, but they like them.&lt;br /&gt;A little while later, I checked my email and found this:&lt;br /&gt;"Hello, i recived your business card from a random stranger (i think a hobo from the street, she smelled) well she told me to contact you and so now i am. I wnted to tell you about a rash i hve on my rear end... It really burns and makes me cry everytime i poop... I was wondering if you could suggest any ointments or creams i could use? Or a dr you could recomend for me? i see your an author! I love books :) they keep me mental :)"&lt;br /&gt;Unedited and word for word. &lt;br /&gt;This is what I live with...&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-5746784634033731930?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/5746784634033731930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=5746784634033731930&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/5746784634033731930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/5746784634033731930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2011/10/those-people-i-live-with.html' title='Those People I Live With...'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-53721468958595544</id><published>2011-10-19T21:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T21:32:57.441-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ridiculous Things'/><title type='text'>Mid-week Insanity...</title><content type='html'>It's been an off week around here. Really off and kind of bad. It's Wednesday and for the life of me I can barely remember the weekend! All I know is I'm seriously looking forward to Saturday and the promise of sleeping in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been harder and harder to get the horde moving for school in the morning. Okay, technically the spawn are no longer a horde since there's only two of them, but old habits and all of that. Getting up is hard for me and I'm the one with two million alarm clocks going off at various times. And I really need to change the radio station on one of them. If I wake up to rap music one more freaking time I might jump out the window. Anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning some guy knocked on&amp;nbsp;the back door when it was still dark. I had a little moment of freak out, and then I realized the dog wasn't in the house and she wasn't barking outside either.&amp;nbsp;It turns out that my geriatric dog was a street over...in freaking traffic! She never leaves the yard. Well, okay, she has a few times, but it's mostly in pursuit of us - following us, or visiting grandma. We don't know why she left, though that man I live with had only just driven off to work. Maybe she thought she'd follow him? Or maybe she saw someone walking that she thought was one of us and followed? Then there's probably the cold hard truth - she's becoming senile. We'll probably never know what happened this morning, but I'm grateful for the stranger who found her and took the time from his own busy morning to bring her home. Though, technically she brought him&amp;nbsp;home. He asked her to take him home and she did, so maybe she's not so senile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're in birthday season around here. K3 turns 15 next week! 15!? And...ugh...Christmas is coming. I don't want to talk about it yet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all...&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-53721468958595544?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/53721468958595544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=53721468958595544&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/53721468958595544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/53721468958595544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2011/10/mid-week-insanity.html' title='Mid-week Insanity...'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-21132116953532299</id><published>2011-10-18T21:39:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T21:39:53.656-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dr. Who'/><title type='text'>Dr. Who...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://scifi.icanhascheezburger.com/2011/10/13/sci-fi-fantasy-brooding/?utm_source=embed&amp;amp;utm_medium=web&amp;amp;utm_campaign=sharewidget"&gt;&lt;img alt="sci fi fantasy - BROODING" class="event-item-lol-image" height="548" src="http://chzsetphaserstolol.files.wordpress.com/2011/10/sci-fi-fantasy-brooding.jpg" title="sci fi fantasy - BROODING" width="450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see more &lt;br /&gt;Yes!!!&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-21132116953532299?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/21132116953532299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=21132116953532299&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/21132116953532299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/21132116953532299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2011/10/dr-who.html' title='Dr. Who...'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-3068687929472350227</id><published>2011-10-14T19:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T19:56:27.918-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feel-good Friday'/><title type='text'>Feel Good Friday - The Thank God It's Friday Edition</title><content type='html'>I know I say this a lot, but this week... Well, this week has felt like a whole month! And not a good month either!&lt;br /&gt;Let's only discuss the good. Okay?&lt;br /&gt;1. Living until 4pm today. Trust me, I didn't think it was going to happen.&lt;br /&gt;2. Girl's night with my oldest baby girl. Chinese food and chick flicks. &lt;br /&gt;3. Supernatural tonight! I cannot tell you how excited I am!&lt;br /&gt;4. Making good writing decisions. Ones that don't include making stupid choices.&lt;br /&gt;5. Taking a little writing break while I figure out which project is next. &lt;br /&gt;6. Looking forward to having the grandbaby all day Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;7. Sleeping in a little tomorrow, then napping later (because I know I will nap and I want to.)&lt;br /&gt;8. Having a little Captain this evening. Boy, do I need that!&lt;br /&gt;9. Finding some laughter amid this wreck of a week.&lt;br /&gt;10. Comfy pants!&lt;br /&gt;And that is all for now. Trust me, it took forever to get to ten, without the obvious good things I live with...&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-3068687929472350227?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/3068687929472350227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=3068687929472350227&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/3068687929472350227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/3068687929472350227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2011/10/feel-good-friday-thank-god-its-friday.html' title='Feel Good Friday - The Thank God It&apos;s Friday Edition'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-5852775023689412965</id><published>2011-10-13T20:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T20:45:04.069-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things that make me laugh'/><title type='text'>Foul Language Warning</title><content type='html'>Don't keep reading if certain bad words offend you...You've been warned. But it is really funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://icanhascheezburgerafterdark.com/2011/08/19/funny-pictures-fuck-you-thats-why/?utm_source=embed&amp;amp;utm_medium=web&amp;amp;utm_campaign=sharewidget"&gt;&lt;img alt="Funny Pictures - FUCK YOU, That's Why" class="event-item-lol-image" height="375" src="http://chzichcafterdark.files.wordpress.com/2011/08/funny-pictures-fuck-you-thats-why.jpg" title="Funny Pictures - FUCK YOU, That's Why" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see more &lt;a href="http://icanhascheezburgerafterdark.com/?utm_source=embed&amp;amp;utm_medium=web&amp;amp;utm_campaign=sharewidget"&gt;ICHC After Dark&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-5852775023689412965?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/5852775023689412965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=5852775023689412965&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/5852775023689412965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/5852775023689412965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2011/10/foul-language-warning.html' title='Foul Language Warning'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-8661964616970165777</id><published>2011-10-13T20:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T20:33:14.409-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things that make me laugh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Way It Is'/><title type='text'>Ha!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://icanhascheezburgerafterdark.com/2011/10/03/funny-pictures-maybe-a-piano-box/?utm_source=embed&amp;amp;utm_medium=web&amp;amp;utm_campaign=sharewidget"&gt;&lt;img alt="Funny Pictures - Maybe A Piano Box" class="event-item-lol-image" height="452" src="http://chzichcafterdark.files.wordpress.com/2011/09/funny-pictures-maybe-a-piano-box.jpg" title="Funny Pictures - Maybe A Piano Box" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see more &lt;a href="http://icanhascheezburgerafterdark.com/?utm_source=embed&amp;amp;utm_medium=web&amp;amp;utm_campaign=sharewidget"&gt;ICHC After Dark&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Nuff said...&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-8661964616970165777?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/8661964616970165777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=8661964616970165777&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/8661964616970165777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/8661964616970165777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2011/10/ha.html' title='Ha!'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-4427778290232504428</id><published>2011-10-11T18:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T18:20:14.730-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><title type='text'>Trying to Keep Up!</title><content type='html'>I meant to blog last night...&lt;br /&gt;This week seems like it's been two weeks long already and it's only Tuesday! &lt;br /&gt;Tonight is our town's annual Halloween Parade. The parade comes right down our street, which means we end up with about a million visitors. Normally it's a really good time, but I'm not into this year. Yeah, we're still hanging out to watch, but I forgot to send the mass email out reminding everyone, and the people I did tell forgot. So, we have a small crowd this year. Which is fine. The house didn't look even halfway presentable until about 20 minutes ago. K2 planned to clean for me today, but her work meeting ran late, and then there was a slight family emergency to attend to. &lt;br /&gt;I'm not cooking this year. No time. Usually I make chili and stuff and do the grand hostessing thing. I bought some cookies and threw frozen pizza in the oven for dinner, but I&amp;nbsp;forgot beverages. I'm not fighting traffic to go and pick anything up either. &lt;br /&gt;We've got about an hour until the chaos begins. My granddaughter and her mom on our their way. It'll be fun to watch her watch. And my folks should be showing up soon. I'm not sure how many more we'll have.&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I know with great certainty is that I'll be glad when it's over. Next year I'm going to have a better plan so I don't feel like such a Halloween Scrooge!&lt;br /&gt;That is all for now!&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-4427778290232504428?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/4427778290232504428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=4427778290232504428&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/4427778290232504428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/4427778290232504428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2011/10/trying-to-keep-up.html' title='Trying to Keep Up!'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-2358509416257414751</id><published>2011-10-09T18:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T18:31:00.400-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feel-good Friday'/><title type='text'>Feel Good Friday - The Sunday Edition</title><content type='html'>Wow! A week since I posted? That doesn't seem right!&lt;br /&gt;Instead boring you by trying to go over everything I would have posted, I'll just hit the highlights...&lt;br /&gt;The list:&lt;br /&gt;1. Getting to spend time with the granddaughter today. We picked out pumpkins, went shopping, colored and when her mommy and daddy got here we cooked out and carved pumpkins. It was a good day!&lt;br /&gt;2. Living through the work week! Oy!&lt;br /&gt;3. Selling hot dogs with the scouts.&lt;br /&gt;4. Sleeping in a little...just a little since we ran all weekend.&lt;br /&gt;5. Supernatural!&lt;br /&gt;6. Gas points!&lt;br /&gt;7. Finishing the book! Whoot!&lt;br /&gt;8. My kid getting her hair cut and loving it.&lt;br /&gt;Okay...That's enough list...It's looking like it's going to be another long week around here. Yay, me!&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-2358509416257414751?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/2358509416257414751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=2358509416257414751&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/2358509416257414751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/2358509416257414751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2011/10/feel-good-friday-sunday-edition.html' title='Feel Good Friday - The Sunday Edition'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-8487134605642984394</id><published>2011-10-02T22:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T22:39:34.002-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Supernatural'/><title type='text'>Dear Supernatural People,</title><content type='html'>Man, I've missed you!&lt;br /&gt;I didn't realize how much until this week.&lt;br /&gt;Love the leviathan story line, but poor Cass.&amp;nbsp;Dean fishing&amp;nbsp;Cass's trench coat out of the public water supply was sad. So, so many good lines in this episode. Poor Sam! I hope he figures it out and is able to overcome. And Dean. He's so tortured, but can't admit it!&lt;br /&gt;Loved the return of Sherrif Mills and the creepy, cute doctor. Those leviathan's have the grosses mouths, but I love them! Bobby was fantastic! &lt;br /&gt;I'm loving this season so far! Can't wait for next week!&lt;br /&gt;I have missed you, Supernatural People! I wasn't sure about this season, but you have proved me so very wrong!&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-8487134605642984394?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/8487134605642984394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=8487134605642984394&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/8487134605642984394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/8487134605642984394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2011/10/dear-supernatural-people.html' title='Dear Supernatural People,'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-9084114322635326996</id><published>2011-10-01T16:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T16:07:26.695-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Winner winner Chicken dinner'/><title type='text'>Another Feel Good Post...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xX3zt0IH68/TodyJBkwOtI/AAAAAAAAAww/1OZhIrDhock/s1600/Giant+Flowers.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xX3zt0IH68/TodyJBkwOtI/AAAAAAAAAww/1OZhIrDhock/s1600/Giant+Flowers.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So, we were doing our grocery shopping at our regular grocery store and we heard them announcing an incentive to buy store brand products. We normally do this, because they are less expensive and just as good and we wanted to win, but didn't think we would.&lt;br /&gt;When we went to check out, we were stopped by "the crew". They checked our cart and guess what? We won! $50.00, the lovely bouquet of flowers you see to your left and a whole bunch of balloons! &lt;br /&gt;How cool is that?&lt;br /&gt;Plus, they unloaded our cart, bagged our groceries, and every person from management congratulated us. We had to sign a waiver, have our picture taken, and be taped saying why we shop there, but Heck yeah! it was worth it! I'm still giddy!&lt;br /&gt;Very cool!&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-9084114322635326996?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/9084114322635326996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=9084114322635326996&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/9084114322635326996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/9084114322635326996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2011/10/another-feel-good-post.html' title='Another Feel Good Post...'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xX3zt0IH68/TodyJBkwOtI/AAAAAAAAAww/1OZhIrDhock/s72-c/Giant+Flowers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-4582455106630508647</id><published>2011-10-01T09:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T09:44:46.893-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feel-good Friday'/><title type='text'>Feed Good Friday - The Saturday Edition</title><content type='html'>Always late...&lt;br /&gt;Here's the list: &lt;br /&gt;1. The weather! Love the cooler temps!&lt;br /&gt;2. My writing meeting today.&lt;br /&gt;3. Sleeping in this morning.&lt;br /&gt;4. Meeting my goal.&lt;br /&gt;5. Sending the book to the crit partners! Whoot!&lt;br /&gt;6. Taking the weekend off. (I think) The brain needs some relaxing and recharging.&lt;br /&gt;7. My son singing.&lt;br /&gt;8. Shrimp stir fry for dinner last night.&lt;br /&gt;9. Supernatural!&lt;br /&gt;10. Dr. Who tonight even though it's the season ender.&lt;br /&gt;That is all. I may be back later with a post on Supernatural...&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-4582455106630508647?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/4582455106630508647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=4582455106630508647&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/4582455106630508647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/4582455106630508647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2011/10/feed-good-friday-saturday-edition.html' title='Feed Good Friday - The Saturday Edition'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-2069854759282197243</id><published>2011-09-26T21:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T21:52:02.843-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Not Really Slacking...</title><content type='html'>I'm not. I've been editing my rear end off.&lt;br /&gt;For real!&lt;br /&gt;I am nearly ready to send it to my trusty crit partners, which is good since part of my monthly goal was to send it to them. Still have some chapter length's to mend and some content to add to the end. On the whole, I'm happy with it, though I know there are a few places that need a little work.&lt;br /&gt;The thing about sending the book to people with fresh eyes is that they can see what's wrong, what doesn't make sense. Because to me it does. I've been immersed in this world for so long I know what everyone is thinking, even if it's not on the page. And it really should be on the page. So while I'm nervous about sending it out, I'm excited for it, too. I'm nervous because I've been working on this book for a very long time thanks to life and jobs and stuff. &lt;br /&gt;That's all for Monday!&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-2069854759282197243?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/2069854759282197243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=2069854759282197243&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/2069854759282197243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/2069854759282197243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2011/09/not-really-slacking.html' title='Not Really Slacking...'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-842592317320078235</id><published>2011-09-24T22:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T22:14:34.497-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feel-good Friday'/><title type='text'>Feel Good Friday - The Saturday Edition...</title><content type='html'>What was good...&lt;br /&gt;1. New Supernatural!! Whoot! That was awesome!&lt;br /&gt;2. Hanging out on the mountain for the premier with the besties and wine!&lt;br /&gt;3. Making it to Friday without serious injury or bodily harm.&lt;br /&gt;4. Walking with that man I live with. &lt;br /&gt;5. Scallop and shrimp stir fry for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;6. Farmer's market shopping and produce!&lt;br /&gt;7. A beautiful day.&lt;br /&gt;8. Lunch with the kiddos.&lt;br /&gt;9. Editing! Because I'm making progress!&lt;br /&gt;10. Dr. Who!&lt;br /&gt;Okay. That's the list. More tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-842592317320078235?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/842592317320078235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=842592317320078235&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/842592317320078235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/842592317320078235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2011/09/feel-good-friday-saturday-edition_24.html' title='Feel Good Friday - The Saturday Edition...'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-5603573654485048421</id><published>2011-09-21T21:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T21:40:53.141-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lists'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='long week'/><title type='text'>What I Like About Wednesday...</title><content type='html'>1. Walking with that man I live with.&lt;br /&gt;2. The week is half over.&lt;br /&gt;3. Ghosthunters.&lt;br /&gt;4. Having other adults in the house who can drive the heathens where they need to go.&lt;br /&gt;5. Knowing my favorite comfy pants are clean and ready for me.&lt;br /&gt;6. Payday is close.&lt;br /&gt;7. Supernatural coming back on Friday!&lt;br /&gt;8. Editing progress. A little, but some is better than none.&lt;br /&gt;9. Barefeet.&lt;br /&gt;10. My bed - because I need it.&lt;br /&gt;That is all.&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-5603573654485048421?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/5603573654485048421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=5603573654485048421&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/5603573654485048421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/5603573654485048421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2011/09/what-i-like-about-wednesday.html' title='What I Like About Wednesday...'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-8482511792013010824</id><published>2011-09-20T22:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T22:03:30.203-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Birthdays and Stink Bugs...</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday to my daddy!&lt;br /&gt;It only took me about 72-million tries to get him on the phone, but I finally suceeded!&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Three live stink bugs in my house today. I don't think they're gone. I think we should be very, very afraid.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Editing is going well. It is, even though I don't feel like it is. I'm making progress, but it feels soooo slow. This book is going to kill me dead. Just sayin'.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;New Supernatural in 3 days! &lt;br /&gt;I have missed it! I have missed it more than I even realize! &lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Short and sweet tonight!&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-8482511792013010824?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/8482511792013010824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=8482511792013010824&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/8482511792013010824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/8482511792013010824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2011/09/birthdays-and-stink-bugs.html' title='Birthdays and Stink Bugs...'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-2204422960906776042</id><published>2011-09-19T21:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T21:37:34.140-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Lack of Clever...</title><content type='html'>I had something clever and deep planned for tonight's post.&lt;br /&gt;I forgot what I was going to say somewhere between 6th grade English and 6th grade Math. (Back to School Night)&lt;br /&gt;I will do my best to remember for another night. In the meantime...some random.&lt;br /&gt;*&amp;nbsp;Wedding planning is stressful.&lt;br /&gt;*&amp;nbsp;Back to School nights are long, and while it's important to meet your child's teachers and find out classroom stuff, Back to School nights are long. I've done two in the past week and I'm glad we're done with them for this year. &lt;br /&gt;*&amp;nbsp;Editing is sometimes like walking down a dark tunnel without a flashlight. You can see the light at the other end, but it seems sooo far away. &lt;br /&gt;Okay. I think it's time for bed. &lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-2204422960906776042?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/2204422960906776042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=2204422960906776042&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/2204422960906776042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/2204422960906776042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2011/09/lack-of-clever.html' title='Lack of Clever...'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-8087417207076620629</id><published>2011-09-17T21:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T21:30:44.236-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feel-good Friday'/><title type='text'>Feel Good Friday - The Saturday Edition</title><content type='html'>Here's the list from the week:&lt;br /&gt;1. Despite me missing half of my brain all week, I managed to not wreck, make too many terrible mistakes, or hurt anyone.&lt;br /&gt;2. Getting to the weekend, though I am sad it's almost over.&lt;br /&gt;3. Editing and making progress.&lt;br /&gt;4. Seeing my kid in his element.&lt;br /&gt;5. Having the grandbaby tomorrow for a few hours.&lt;br /&gt;6. Walking with that man I live with.&lt;br /&gt;7. Trying new recipes and having them turn out wonderful. &lt;br /&gt;8. The beautiful weather.&lt;br /&gt;9. Sleeping in this morning.&lt;br /&gt;10. One more week until new Supernatural.&lt;br /&gt;That is all...&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-8087417207076620629?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/8087417207076620629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=8087417207076620629&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/8087417207076620629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/8087417207076620629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2011/09/feel-good-friday-saturday-edition.html' title='Feel Good Friday - The Saturday Edition'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-3345450141781075201</id><published>2011-09-15T21:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T21:53:51.302-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things that make me angry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things I do not like'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Don&apos;t be stupid'/><title type='text'>Don't.</title><content type='html'>How would you feel if someone stole your paycheck every week?&lt;br /&gt;That's what you do to authors when you pirate books.&lt;br /&gt;And it's illegal.&lt;br /&gt;So don't do it.&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-3345450141781075201?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/3345450141781075201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=3345450141781075201&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/3345450141781075201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/3345450141781075201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2011/09/dont.html' title='Don&apos;t.'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-5911050641568278481</id><published>2011-09-14T19:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T19:20:24.162-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='No Business For You'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me=Not Smart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='editing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Three Strikes, Making Progress, and Stupid Things I Do...</title><content type='html'>Remember when I posted about the rude clerk on her cell phone? I stopped there today to get gas and let's just say I'll never stop there again. First, they charge ten cents a gallon more if you use a card. Really? No one does that anymore. Second, the rude clerk. Third, and this one is totally on me - I had some kind of brain moment or something and couldn't seem to get my truck parked on the proper side to actually put fuel into it. And, of course, the place was packed so everyone inside saw my shame. The first two things are enough to cause me to never go back there. The third is just icing on the cake. (Number three also ties into the last part of this post...)&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing well with my edits. I finished one pass last night and must go back for a major one before I read through it one more time and send to my trusty crit partners. While doing these edits I alternate between absolute love for the story and feeling like I suck something nasty. It's exhausting. The eye strain I've been dealing with this week does not help. At all. If my eye isn't twitching, then I feel blind, and I have a headache. Yes, I know the logical thing to do would be to take a break and give my eyes a chance to rest, but I must get this done. Must. There is only a little over two weeks before my&amp;nbsp;next meeting and I made my goal rather steep this month. So...no break for me.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Stupid things I do...I know the only reason you're still reading is because you had to know what I have done. &lt;br /&gt;The gas thing is one of them. I felt about two inches tall. I've been driving my truck and putting gas in&amp;nbsp;for something like ten years now!&lt;br /&gt;I was using the blender and instead of shutting it off to add more ingredients, I let it run. As a result, I am now sticky and smell like pineapples. The truly sad thing is that there is no liquor involved. &lt;br /&gt;This morning I found an empty water jug in the fridge. Totally me since I was the last one to go to bed and had filled my water glass right before I went up. &lt;br /&gt;I took that man I live with's vitamin by mistake. No harm done, and hey, my prostate feels great. &lt;br /&gt;Usually I write the bills out Thursday or Friday and mail them the day after. Except this week. I forgot to stick them in the mail. They're still sitting beside the printer. Must remember to put them in the mail tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Okay...that's enough stupid me. And yes, everything happened this week. I don't know. It's really been a weird week so far and it's only Wednesday! Yikes!&lt;br /&gt;That is all.&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-5911050641568278481?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/5911050641568278481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=5911050641568278481&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/5911050641568278481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/5911050641568278481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2011/09/three-strikes-making-progress-and.html' title='Three Strikes, Making Progress, and Stupid Things I Do...'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-7351980364044217650</id><published>2011-09-12T21:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T21:29:34.902-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moaning Monday'/><title type='text'>Moaning Monday...</title><content type='html'>A random Moaning Monday post. Because... a) it's Monday b) today was a moaning one c) I can.&lt;br /&gt;Here's the moaning list:&lt;br /&gt;1. I swear I'd only just fallen asleep when it was time to get up.&lt;br /&gt;2. Shower jumpers. Dang it. (forgiven because I was the late one)&lt;br /&gt;3. My driver side truck window not working right.&lt;br /&gt;4. Busy, busy, busy day.&lt;br /&gt;5. Eyestrain that includes an eye twitch and the constant wearing of my cheater glasses for computer work. (Yes, I'm getting off of the computer as soon as I'm done here)&lt;br /&gt;6. K2's computer acting funky.&lt;br /&gt;7. Pre-teen emotional roller coaster.&lt;br /&gt;8. Not getting as far with edits as I wanted - see # 5.&lt;br /&gt;Okay that's enough crap.&lt;br /&gt;The good parts about today were:&lt;br /&gt;1. A walk with that man I live with. It's the only chance we have to talk lately.&lt;br /&gt;2. Getting through 30 tedious pages of edits.&lt;br /&gt;3. Coming home to a clean house.&lt;br /&gt;4. Not cooking.&lt;br /&gt;5. Monday's over. (Shh. Don't remind me there will be more Mondays!)&lt;br /&gt;Bring on Tuesday.&amp;nbsp; I have to go and close my eyes now!&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-7351980364044217650?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/7351980364044217650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=7351980364044217650&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/7351980364044217650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/7351980364044217650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2011/09/moaning-monday.html' title='Moaning Monday...'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-1905458388077170428</id><published>2011-09-12T18:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T18:17:19.003-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oops'/><title type='text'>What?</title><content type='html'>I'm sure I posted yesterday! &lt;br /&gt;I swear I did, but there is nothing here!&lt;br /&gt;I don't know...We had K5 all day long, so maybe my brain was too fried and I posted it wrong. I don't know. And just so you know...my brain was fried because it was a long day - a good day - but a long one. She's a hoot, but she didn't nap. At all. &lt;br /&gt;Okay. So now that you have my written excuse for the lack of a post, I'll be back later with Moaning Monday.&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-1905458388077170428?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/1905458388077170428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=1905458388077170428&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/1905458388077170428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/1905458388077170428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2011/09/what.html' title='What?'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-4737938389200997160</id><published>2011-09-09T21:15:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T21:16:06.066-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feel-good Friday'/><title type='text'>Feed Good Friday</title><content type='html'>What a long, wet week!&lt;br /&gt;1. The rain has stopped.&lt;br /&gt;2. Friday! Whoot!&lt;br /&gt;3. Not having to cook.&lt;br /&gt;4. Editing going well. Though I almost cried when I cut an entire chapter.&lt;br /&gt;5. Light weekend plans. I hope it stays that way. At least for me. Everyone else is running in ten different directions, but I am editing. At least tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;6. Looking forward to having our granddaughter Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;7. Walking with that man I live with. It's the only time we have a chance to really talk. &lt;br /&gt;8. Sleeping in tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;9. Movies I love.&lt;br /&gt;Umm....I'm brain dead now so we'll stop at 9.&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-4737938389200997160?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/4737938389200997160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=4737938389200997160&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/4737938389200997160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/4737938389200997160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2011/09/feed-good-friday.html' title='Feed Good Friday'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-2338375986843090474</id><published>2011-09-09T21:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T21:07:52.560-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Floods'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ridiculous Things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gross'/><title type='text'>Of Floods and Other Things...</title><content type='html'>You'd have to be living under a rock if you didn't hear about the flooding in PA this week.&lt;br /&gt;We stayed dry - especially in our basement - thanks to the ingenuity of that man I live with. I certainly had no idea that one simple awkward drainpipe move would halt the flood of water into our basement. He's clever, that man. (though I am totally jealous that he got a day and a half off work&amp;nbsp;thanks to the swollen and angry river.) &lt;br /&gt;The pictures of the flood are incredible and the river hasn't even crested yet. &lt;br /&gt;It's not raining anymore.&lt;br /&gt;The humidity is insane though. Everything feels sticky and gross. &lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;I made a quick stop at a local convenience store on my way home. The clerk was on her cell phone, speaking in a foreign language.&amp;nbsp;She proceeded to stand in front of me - talking - while I was waiting for her attention. Really? I'm a paying customer. You can't get off the phone long enough to ring me up? &lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Water restriction sucks! I need to do laundry. And dishes. Not to mention, I'm really sick of cautiously flushing the toilet. Supposed to end tomorrow. Thank goodness.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when people call me "Hon". &lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;That is all.&lt;br /&gt;Feel Good Friday is next.&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-2338375986843090474?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/2338375986843090474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=2338375986843090474&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/2338375986843090474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/2338375986843090474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2011/09/of-floods-and-other-things.html' title='Of Floods and Other Things...'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-2870350613352246154</id><published>2011-09-06T21:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T21:05:27.771-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weddings'/><title type='text'>Cake?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://wedinator.icanhascheezburger.com/2011/09/02/funny-wedding-photos-gollum-cake/?utm_source=embed&amp;amp;utm_medium=web&amp;amp;utm_campaign=sharewidget"&gt;&lt;img alt="funny wedding photos - Gollum Cake" class="event-item-lol-image" height="771" src="http://wedinator.files.wordpress.com/2011/08/dbf9f309-54ce-426b-b5ae-1f3be0b09016.jpg" title="funny wedding photos - Gollum Cake" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see more &lt;a href="http://wedinator.icanhascheezburger.com/?utm_source=embed&amp;amp;utm_medium=web&amp;amp;utm_campaign=sharewidget"&gt;Wedinator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are in the very early stages of wedding planning around here...&lt;br /&gt;Good cake?&lt;br /&gt;Or not...&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to show it to K2. Want to take bets on what she says?&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-2870350613352246154?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/2870350613352246154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=2870350613352246154&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/2870350613352246154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/2870350613352246154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2011/09/cake.html' title='Cake?'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-2629593132771891710</id><published>2011-09-05T21:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T21:35:25.161-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lists'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kid Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life as we know it'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Utter Nonsense'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Camping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>A Weekend List</title><content type='html'>What was awesome about this weekend:&lt;br /&gt;1. My writing group meeting - new faces, new members, visitors. Lunch was fun, even though I will not be sad if we never go to the restaurant again. I got what I usually get and it had absolutely no flavor. &lt;br /&gt;2. Saturday night and our journey to hear an old friend perform at a nearby bar. What a blast! He played songs only our table knew and the look on his face when we moved to the table closest to the microphone was priceless. It was a lot of fun - good music, great friends, good food, good adult beverages, great friends.&lt;br /&gt;3. Potluck picnics.&lt;br /&gt;4. Creek time! It felt really really weird not to camp this weekend. (We had way too much going on. Camping wasn't logical. And thank goodness after the storms we had last night. And today.)&lt;br /&gt;5. Funny ventriloquist shows and copious amounts of (free!) italian ice. (though the dummies were creep-tastic!)&lt;br /&gt;6. K5 all day today! She is such a hoot! We had a blast with her.&lt;br /&gt;7. All four kids home today! What a riot!&lt;br /&gt;8. A semi-clean house to start the week.&lt;br /&gt;I'll stop there. It was a good weekend. And writing? Well, this was my weekend off. I got my first crit back tonight and while I have work to do on the story, I am bolstered by the fact that my crit partner thinks the story is awesome despite the work I need to do.&lt;br /&gt;That is all.&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-2629593132771891710?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/2629593132771891710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=2629593132771891710&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/2629593132771891710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/2629593132771891710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2011/09/weekend-list.html' title='A Weekend List'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-5125902146547763593</id><published>2011-09-02T20:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T20:54:23.335-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feel-good Friday'/><title type='text'>Feel Good Friday!</title><content type='html'>It's Friday! Holy crap, I didn't think it was ever going to get here! I always say it's been a long week, but I really mean it this week. &lt;br /&gt;Here's the good list:&lt;br /&gt;1. Writing meeting tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;2. Finishing the book and sending it for a first round critique. Still have work to do. I'm sure lots. But yay!!&lt;br /&gt;3. Meeting my goal for #1. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;4. Not having to shop or cook for tonight.&lt;br /&gt;5. Long weekends even though our camping plans got trashed.&lt;br /&gt;6. Saturday night plans.&lt;br /&gt;7. Hearing my kid talk about his future plans and his excitement.&lt;br /&gt;8. The first week of school going off without a hitch.&lt;br /&gt;9. K4 meeting new friends who turned out to be our new neighbors.&lt;br /&gt;10. Laughing with that man I live with.&lt;br /&gt;That's is all for now.&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-5125902146547763593?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/5125902146547763593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=5125902146547763593&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/5125902146547763593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/5125902146547763593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2011/09/feel-good-friday.html' title='Feel Good Friday!'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-7780452838170751150</id><published>2011-09-02T20:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T20:46:11.327-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tall Tale Tuesday Answers'/><title type='text'>Answers!</title><content type='html'>Yeah, I'm way late. Sorry about that...It's been a long week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's get&amp;nbsp;a move on with the answers!&lt;br /&gt;Which of the following are actual texts I've sent?&lt;br /&gt;1. Okay? So what's your question? &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;True. The reason I said that was related to 2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I just bought a half gallon yesterday! &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;True. K2 was asking about the milk. And we are always out of milk these days. Always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. There are bees... &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Dentist appointments. &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;True. 3 in one night. None for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Oh...crap. Okay then...&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;True. But I can't quite remember why I sent that one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Okey Dokey. &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;True. That one is always on my phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Start spag sauce &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;True. Actually a text sent to my email so I wouldn't forget. I do that a lot after I've gone to bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Listen you mf. Don't say that to me. &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Naw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. They don't have magazines? &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;True. When K2 texted me while waiting for her grandmother to come out of her cataract surgery. I did tell her to take something to do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Marco is a man, baby. &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Also true. We were at the store and K2 went to look for something. She texted me "Marco" and that was my response. Say it to yourself in the Austin Powers voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;So there you have it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel good Friday is next! Stay tuned!&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-7780452838170751150?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/7780452838170751150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=7780452838170751150&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/7780452838170751150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/7780452838170751150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2011/09/answers.html' title='Answers!'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33586883.post-124486614287795575</id><published>2011-08-30T21:19:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T20:35:51.881-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tall Tale Tuesday'/><title type='text'>Tall Tale Tuesday</title><content type='html'>I have to keep reminding myself it's Tuesday...&lt;br /&gt;So let's do a lame Tall Tale Tuesday cell phone outbox style.&lt;br /&gt;Which of the following are actual texts I've sent?&lt;br /&gt;1. Okay? So what's your question?&lt;br /&gt;2. I just bought a half gallon yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;3. There are bees...&lt;br /&gt;4. Dentist appointments.&lt;br /&gt;5. Oh...crap. Okay then...&lt;br /&gt;6. Okey Dokey.&lt;br /&gt;7. Start spag sauce&lt;br /&gt;8. Listen you mf. Don't say that to me.&lt;br /&gt;9. They don't have magazines?&lt;br /&gt;10. Marco is a man, baby.&lt;br /&gt;Which are true?&lt;br /&gt;Behave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33586883-124486614287795575?l=vickismith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/feeds/124486614287795575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33586883&amp;postID=124486614287795575&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/124486614287795575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33586883/posts/default/124486614287795575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vickismith.blogspot.com/2011/08/tall-tale-tuesday_30.html' title='Tall Tale Tuesday'/><author><name>Victoria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16478838920121224639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_6dZZLJ4Lh1k/R5zymCMPOAI/AAAAAAAAALY/ZZ3zRWaiI44/S220/Shape+of+Love+small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
