<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13126107</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:20:16.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Useless information</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyswhatthe.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13126107/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyswhatthe.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>80's fan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17431992444553687976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13126107.post-113615852650392986</id><published>2006-01-01T15:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T15:35:26.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Let this be the year of changes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; Positive changes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Spiritually, emotionally, physically. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Time to  "get it all together". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;To stop worrying about what everyone thinks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;No wasting time on people who are say they are your friend but really aren't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;To be able to recognize who the true friends really are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Time to lose weight and get in better health.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Let's worry about ourselves and stop passing judgment on everyone else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13126107-113615852650392986?l=christyswhatthe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyswhatthe.blogspot.com/feeds/113615852650392986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13126107&amp;postID=113615852650392986' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13126107/posts/default/113615852650392986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13126107/posts/default/113615852650392986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyswhatthe.blogspot.com/2006/01/welcome-2006.html' title='Welcome 2006'/><author><name>80's fan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17431992444553687976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13126107.post-113313758224393460</id><published>2005-11-27T18:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T16:26:22.283-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smooth sailing, sort of</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Words cannot express how much my family enjoyed being able to have Thanksgiving dinner split up instead of going through gastrointestinal torture as we have in years past. If only we can talk the parents into doing it next year!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I know, I should stop going on so much about it but those of you that have had to make appearances at two places on the same day every year know what I'm talking about.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Another plus this year: I did not have to go to Wal-mart for the big 5 to 11 sale but still got what I wanted anyway. My brother-in-law was going and got the stuff for me. Can you say HUGE sigh of relief?! Although Wallyworld did get me back that day in the form or really CRAPPY service. I had made an appointment to get David's picture taken 3:00 on Friday.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That was the earliest the girl could schedule him in. We get there at 2:40 and a sign is there saying worker is at lunch, will be back at 3:00. There is a family of four sitting there saying they were waiting for pics too. Okay, possibly they were scheduled before us. Could have been delayed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The worker gets back at 3 and tells me the family is only taking one group shot, it won't be long. Whatever! They went through everything short of throwing the family dog in for a few shots. Meantime, David is dressed up and getting very impatient. The worker doesn't even get to David until 3:45. Says she is sorry, the family had to wait for 3-4 hours to get their pics done and that they lied to her about the one pic thing.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I ask why did they have to wait if they had an appt.? She said "Oh, they didn't have one. I promised them I would go ahead and squeeze them in." Over my appt. Thanks a lot jerk. This made me so mad. The whole time I thought those people had an appt. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On top of that by the time David got on the table he was grouchy and wanted to get out of there. The standard is usually 8 poses I think but we could only get four that were worth saving. Most of the time was spent with David giving the worker quite a bit of attitude and putting his finger in her face telling her no. I got onto him for the way he was acting but inside I felt like the worker deserved it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Finally when we looked at the poses to choose for the package(like there were so many!) she said the only thing she could do for me to compensate was ask me to put down $15 on the package instead of the usual 50% down. What a deal! When I got home, noticed there was a number for customer service on the bottom so I called them. Told the lady my situation and said she would let the regional manager know. In the meantime they will be mailing coupons for a free sitting and free package(I think it's the $40 package.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;By the way, my sister in law went as a walk-in today to get her kids pics done and the worker told her she had to put the appts. first. Then she would get to her a.s.a.p. , which she did. She should have done that in the first place, don't you think?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13126107-113313758224393460?l=christyswhatthe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyswhatthe.blogspot.com/feeds/113313758224393460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13126107&amp;postID=113313758224393460' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13126107/posts/default/113313758224393460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13126107/posts/default/113313758224393460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyswhatthe.blogspot.com/2005/11/smooth-sailing-sort-of.html' title='Smooth sailing, sort of'/><author><name>80's fan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17431992444553687976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13126107.post-113218929725698870</id><published>2005-11-16T19:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T17:01:37.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Holidays are almost upon us . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;For some of you that's a good thing, others bad.  For me that usually means a LOT of indigestion from going to two different houses but not this year! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;My family is having Thanksgiving this weekend mostly because some family members can't be around next week. Believe me, Paul and I are both thankful for that. The food is good but when make yourself sick that is NOT good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;You know that everyone worked hard getting their meals ready and you can't just not eat anything. Especially if these people are mother and mother-in-law. So we would go to my parents place, try to eat enough to not offend anyone but still save some room for in-law's house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Then we would go home and pass out. I am hoping maybe to talk my family into doing this again next year. It would work so well for those of us that have two places to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13126107-113218929725698870?l=christyswhatthe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyswhatthe.blogspot.com/feeds/113218929725698870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13126107&amp;postID=113218929725698870' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13126107/posts/default/113218929725698870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13126107/posts/default/113218929725698870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyswhatthe.blogspot.com/2005/11/holidays-are-almost-upon-us.html' title='The Holidays are almost upon us . . .'/><author><name>80's fan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17431992444553687976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13126107.post-113133193358928061</id><published>2005-11-06T20:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T18:52:13.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We're back in Kansas, Dorothy . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;We got back from New Mexico Oct. 30. The time we were there just flew by which usually happens when on vacation. It was very hard to get back into the old routine of work and all the humdrum stuff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;The kids had a lot of fun, being Halloween week and all. We took them to a kid's party at my sister-in-law's work, the zoo and the pumpkin patch. Everyone had to go through a corn maze to get to the pumpkins and after that went on a hayride that took us back to where we started.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;There are lots of pictures from this trip but have no idea when we can develop them all. I used to be on top of that kind of thing but now that I have a 2yr old...well you know how that goes. Most of my time is now being spent keeping up with him. I am surprised to be able to post at all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13126107-113133193358928061?l=christyswhatthe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyswhatthe.blogspot.com/feeds/113133193358928061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13126107&amp;postID=113133193358928061' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13126107/posts/default/113133193358928061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13126107/posts/default/113133193358928061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyswhatthe.blogspot.com/2005/11/were-back-in-kansas-dorothy.html' title='We&apos;re back in Kansas, Dorothy . . .'/><author><name>80's fan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17431992444553687976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13126107.post-113008506446974162</id><published>2005-10-23T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T09:31:04.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Mexico</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;It looks as though my family we will taking a trip to Albuquerque this Tuesday before my husband starts his new job Nov. 3. It has been quite awhile since we have been anywhere. (For me anyway. Can't say the same for Paul.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Paul's sister and family live there. We have a trip to the pumpkin patch planned and a trip to the zoo for the kids. David will go with his cousin and aunt to the Halloween party where aunt works with pre-schoolers. He will have fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Paul and I will get a chance to go to the movies or eat somewhere while they are at the party for a few hours. Funny, now that David's here I wonder why we could not get more things done when we were childless. Compared to now it feels like we had all the time in the world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;We will be taking a lot of pictures I'm sure. It will be added to the collection we have now on the pc that hasn't been printed yet. I swear, I think it was easier to take film rolls to Wal-mart and just let them do the work. Didn't have to worry about being able to afford the ink or having enough paper. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Yes there are benefits to the digital like seeing the picture you just took and if it was a bad one it can just be deleted but still  . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;It's an idea. I may just get out my camera and get some cheap Fuji film. Yes, in my opinion it works as well as Kodak gold and all the other higher dollar the store gets you to spend money on. I used to buy only Kodak and someone happened to buy the other for me and now I wonder how I could have spent the extra money.Oh well live and learn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13126107-113008506446974162?l=christyswhatthe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyswhatthe.blogspot.com/feeds/113008506446974162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13126107&amp;postID=113008506446974162' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13126107/posts/default/113008506446974162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13126107/posts/default/113008506446974162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyswhatthe.blogspot.com/2005/10/new-mexico.html' title='New Mexico'/><author><name>80's fan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17431992444553687976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13126107.post-112823120628454542</id><published>2005-10-02T12:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T22:33:26.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Queasy  . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I am up late. Unusual for me but I don't feel so good. At  Wal-mart today ran into a friend from work and she wanted to eat lunch. We went to Golden Corral, maybe that could be the cause? Either way I am sure extra stress couldn't have helpedeither. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Hope my husband is having fun. He is out of town with a friend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13126107-112823120628454542?l=christyswhatthe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyswhatthe.blogspot.com/feeds/112823120628454542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13126107&amp;postID=112823120628454542' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13126107/posts/default/112823120628454542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13126107/posts/default/112823120628454542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyswhatthe.blogspot.com/2005/10/queasy.html' title='Queasy  . . .'/><author><name>80's fan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17431992444553687976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13126107.post-112636126198801419</id><published>2005-09-10T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T07:07:43.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just love those guilt trips</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;After getting home from work yesterday there was a message from my mother. So I returned her call thinking that she just wanted to talk when what she really called for was to take me on a (imagine the Psycho  music in the background) GUILT TRIP! Had she given some advance notice I could have at least packed a bag or two. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Anyway she starts off with some innocent enough small talk. Then launches into the "why haven't you guys come out to see us lately? I bet you go to see HIS parents all the time. We are feeling like step-children."  I wanted to say that's how I feel they are when certain siblings are around but resist that urge. Being the oldest of three it is expected that I always be the bigger person. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A family situation came up a few years ago that was not my fault and I thought the other person should make the first move because my family was upset too, not just me. To make a long story short my mother would not let it go until I went to the offending party and "broke the ice." She told me I did a good thing but it didn't make me feel any better. And where is this relationship now? No better than it was before. Actually in my opinion more distant than ever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;But you can't make someone care or want to be around you even if it is family, right? The other person has to want to see you at times other than holidays or when they need something from you. My mother lets this person get away with just about everything but for some reason always feels the need to call ME on the carpet for whatever happens to come up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Okay, that's enough complaining. I just had to vent. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13126107-112636126198801419?l=christyswhatthe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyswhatthe.blogspot.com/feeds/112636126198801419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13126107&amp;postID=112636126198801419' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13126107/posts/default/112636126198801419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13126107/posts/default/112636126198801419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyswhatthe.blogspot.com/2005/09/just-love-those-guilt-trips.html' title='Just love those guilt trips'/><author><name>80's fan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17431992444553687976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13126107.post-112584201318298862</id><published>2005-09-04T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T06:53:33.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gripe, gripe</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt;One good thing this weekend, we get an extra day off.  We are too broke to go anywhere. (Besides, couldn't afford the gas either.)  The day that my husband finally gets his degree can't come soon enough. I have lived in this town my whole life and opportunities here for bettering quality of life are pretty much non-existent. We are glad for what we do have but the struggle to just barely get by is pretty stressful. It also doesn't help when you are trying to get an education the school is always screwing something up which doesn't delay them but always seems to hurt you in the long run. Sorry to be griping, I know.  Yeah, yeah that's life whatever. Sometimes you just have to complain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13126107-112584201318298862?l=christyswhatthe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyswhatthe.blogspot.com/feeds/112584201318298862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13126107&amp;postID=112584201318298862' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13126107/posts/default/112584201318298862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13126107/posts/default/112584201318298862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyswhatthe.blogspot.com/2005/09/gripe-gripe.html' title='Gripe, gripe'/><author><name>80's fan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17431992444553687976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13126107.post-112527965995188242</id><published>2005-08-28T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T18:40:59.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Another family update: my whole family has been ill with some bug. Started with my husband last weekend and now I finally have it. Tired of being sick and tired of being in the heat. Yes, it's Oklahoma weather. The kind of humidity that takes a knife to cut through it and being sick on top of that makes it even more miserable. Could be that I am just being a grouch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;So anyway Paul and I went to see Brothers Grimm this weekend. Just let me say that we probably should have gone to Four Brothers instead. That's really not my kind of movie but even Paul said that it could have waited for video in his opinion. Oh well at least we didn't pay full price by going to the bargain show. Most of the movies this summer have been pretty sad with the exception of Batman Begins. I was getting interested in Christian Bale's movies (exception: American Psycho) before but after this movie all I can say is wow! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13126107-112527965995188242?l=christyswhatthe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyswhatthe.blogspot.com/feeds/112527965995188242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13126107&amp;postID=112527965995188242' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13126107/posts/default/112527965995188242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13126107/posts/default/112527965995188242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyswhatthe.blogspot.com/2005/08/sick.html' title='Sick . . .'/><author><name>80's fan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17431992444553687976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13126107.post-112453615555038221</id><published>2005-08-20T06:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T04:09:15.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Awake at 4 in the morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;My beautiful son decided that 4:oo a.m.would be a good time to wake up. On a Saturday morning. Can't sleep in any other day, why should this one be any different? Ha ha  He is now watching a movie while I am up searching the net for recipes and my husband is snoozing in the bedroom.  By the time I actually start waking up my son will  probably end up going back to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13126107-112453615555038221?l=christyswhatthe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyswhatthe.blogspot.com/feeds/112453615555038221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13126107&amp;postID=112453615555038221' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13126107/posts/default/112453615555038221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13126107/posts/default/112453615555038221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyswhatthe.blogspot.com/2005/08/awake-at-4-in-morning.html' title='Awake at 4 in the morning'/><author><name>80's fan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17431992444553687976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13126107.post-112432893904515870</id><published>2005-08-17T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T18:35:39.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's hump day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;It's Wednesday, the middle of  the week. Two more days then off for the weekend. Tomorrow after  5  I will be going to Hobby Lobby with some friends from work.  A friend from there is trying to get me started on scrapbooking and there is a big sale going on. I have ordered some things but have yet to actually get started. Every time there is a workshop scheduled something seems to come up. Hopefully will get started when the order gets here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13126107-112432893904515870?l=christyswhatthe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyswhatthe.blogspot.com/feeds/112432893904515870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13126107&amp;postID=112432893904515870' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13126107/posts/default/112432893904515870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13126107/posts/default/112432893904515870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyswhatthe.blogspot.com/2005/08/its-hump-day.html' title='It&apos;s hump day!'/><author><name>80's fan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17431992444553687976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13126107.post-112414996368323460</id><published>2005-08-15T18:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T16:52:43.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday</title><content type='html'>One down, four more days to go.  Kind of sad to rush through five days to get to two. Guess that shows how much it means to have freedom to do what you want for the day. Even if it means being lazy, it's not someone else's choice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13126107-112414996368323460?l=christyswhatthe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyswhatthe.blogspot.com/feeds/112414996368323460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13126107&amp;postID=112414996368323460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13126107/posts/default/112414996368323460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13126107/posts/default/112414996368323460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyswhatthe.blogspot.com/2005/08/monday.html' title='Monday'/><author><name>80's fan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17431992444553687976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13126107.post-112402901442106010</id><published>2005-08-14T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T07:16:54.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This one's for you Jay. . .</title><content type='html'>Okay, you said just post something. How much boredom can you stand? I have been following the Pitt/Aniston thing when I am not passed out from work and family. I feel sorry for Jennifer out of the two. She's handled all the crap so far with class. As for her husband, he's not involved with Angelina. Whatever. All this denial and somehow he manages to spend every waking moment spending "time with his friend".  Jetting all over the world and basically being a dad to her son. Friends with benefits, definitely. Call me crazy but there is no guy that's doing what he is and not get any on the side. Come on, this IS  Angelina we're talking about. Don't let those humanitarian good deeds fool you. Inside her still beats the heart of a major freak!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13126107-112402901442106010?l=christyswhatthe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyswhatthe.blogspot.com/feeds/112402901442106010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13126107&amp;postID=112402901442106010' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13126107/posts/default/112402901442106010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13126107/posts/default/112402901442106010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyswhatthe.blogspot.com/2005/08/this-ones-for-you-jay.html' title='This one&apos;s for you Jay. . .'/><author><name>80's fan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17431992444553687976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13126107.post-112199053236700828</id><published>2005-07-21T16:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T17:02:12.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What an exciting blog . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Haven't posted in a while. Between work and my family there isn't much time to think about postings. Oh well . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13126107-112199053236700828?l=christyswhatthe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyswhatthe.blogspot.com/feeds/112199053236700828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13126107&amp;postID=112199053236700828' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13126107/posts/default/112199053236700828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13126107/posts/default/112199053236700828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyswhatthe.blogspot.com/2005/07/what-exciting-blog.html' title='What an exciting blog . . .'/><author><name>80's fan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17431992444553687976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13126107.post-111785810260825082</id><published>2005-06-03T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T21:08:22.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So much fun but it's finally Friday . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;My husband Paul went with some friends this weekend to Dallas. So I went to the Relay for life event here, stayed about an hour. Then went to dinner with my sister and her family.Maybe we can swim in the pool tomorrow if it doesn't rain. We have had it up for more than a week and have been in it only once so far. Oh well . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13126107-111785810260825082?l=christyswhatthe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyswhatthe.blogspot.com/feeds/111785810260825082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13126107&amp;postID=111785810260825082' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13126107/posts/default/111785810260825082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13126107/posts/default/111785810260825082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyswhatthe.blogspot.com/2005/06/so-much-fun-but-its-finally-friday.html' title='So much fun but it&apos;s finally Friday . . .'/><author><name>80's fan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17431992444553687976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13126107.post-111759857917384275</id><published>2005-05-31T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T21:02:59.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yuck</title><content type='html'>Did anyone see the picture of Britney Spears walking barefoot on the floor of a gas station bathroom? I can't even begin to describe how nasty that is or is she that ignorant? Can't give her too much credit anyway. Just when you think she has done the ultimate stupid thing she tops it with something else. (Like marrying her nasty gold-digger husband.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13126107-111759857917384275?l=christyswhatthe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyswhatthe.blogspot.com/feeds/111759857917384275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13126107&amp;postID=111759857917384275' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13126107/posts/default/111759857917384275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13126107/posts/default/111759857917384275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyswhatthe.blogspot.com/2005/05/yuck.html' title='Yuck'/><author><name>80's fan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17431992444553687976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13126107.post-111690040377165479</id><published>2005-05-23T19:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T16:48:00.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13126107-111690040377165479?l=christyswhatthe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christyswhatthe.blogspot.com/feeds/111690040377165479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13126107&amp;postID=111690040377165479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13126107/posts/default/111690040377165479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13126107/posts/default/111690040377165479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christyswhatthe.blogspot.com/2005/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>80's fan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17431992444553687976</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
