<?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-10478875</id><updated>2011-07-28T14:28:37.378-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ugly American Presents:</title><subtitle type='html'>And so it goes...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sodivine.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478875/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sodivine.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kellee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17684712327805720827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yNutilCMXTk/SHqdD3GtyfI/AAAAAAAAAFE/E2gKXBvycdI/S220/SL270965.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10478875.post-8623454693166851260</id><published>2010-10-28T07:56:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T08:43:40.207-06:00</updated><title type='text'>An Ugly Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I just realized that I haven't updated this blog in almost a year... well, you see I've been a little busy -- sorry Mizz J! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I can only compare this year to the game Rollercoaster Tycoon: I went from a plain park no one wanted to visit, to a good clientel, to a crashing coaster, to the number 1 park in the nation. And here's how it all went down:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;After being attacked by a mangina, I swore off men. That lasted 3 months. During that time, I played the hell out of the SIMS3:World Adventures. I didn't even miss traveling because I was so caught up in the electronic world that it didn't matter thzt the Earth was still spinning around me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Then a boy walked in, and for the next 6 months had to deal with getting to know me. He must have had a hard time carrying around that sledge hammer to break down the barbican I had put up around myself... We fought, we laughed, we cried, we fought, we had fun, but he not once complained, well, maybe once... He has said that I'm a lot of work, but never that I wasn't worth it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;He literally held my hand as my work world fell down around me... there were things that I couldn't control that were literally eating me from the inside out. I was miserable, I had no energy, and there were days when smiling hurt my face. I considered moving states, even out of the country it was so bad. One night, I through my hands up and said the next thing that comes my way I'm taking -- consequences be damned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Then, as if like magic, a job appeared, my realtionship settled into an understanding place, and all the pieces fit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Somedays I feel selfish because I almost have it all... Now, I have to think of how to give it back. I have so much joy, so much love, that it's almost annoying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;This isn't the most poetic of stories, or even the most difficult to read, but it's me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;As we prepare for the end of the year and the holiday season to put a pretty bow on this whole year, I want to thank some people who helped be through it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;To Father Time - for making me forget the bad - time heals all wounds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;To Dr. Clough - for not sucking at his job, so that I am allowed to walk upright without pain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;To Yoga - although I may not LOOK in shape, you have made me FEEL in shape. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;To MAOWS - who moved away and still stay in contact, you remind me why I am who I am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;To a boy - who told me not to flash midgets, and I haven't been the same since.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10478875-8623454693166851260?l=sodivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478875/posts/default/8623454693166851260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478875/posts/default/8623454693166851260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sodivine.blogspot.com/2010/10/ugly-life.html' title='An Ugly Life'/><author><name>Kellee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17684712327805720827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yNutilCMXTk/SHqdD3GtyfI/AAAAAAAAAFE/E2gKXBvycdI/S220/SL270965.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10478875.post-5313978607477729164</id><published>2008-11-13T00:46:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T15:28:42.744-06:00</updated><title type='text'>SO TRUE: A New Segment</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yNutilCMXTk/SkKaYwYsq7I/AAAAAAAAALo/UIqQhANxqSw/s1600-h/falling-top-of-buildin.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I never panic until I'm free falling...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351009057365601202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yNutilCMXTk/SkKaYwYsq7I/AAAAAAAAALo/UIqQhANxqSw/s320/falling-top-of-buildin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yNutilCMXTk/SdP3H5srASI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-hb_3ICI-Ww/s1600-h/map.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yNutilCMXTk/SRvNkHMG_CI/AAAAAAAAAIE/cogH0N-qW_Q/s1600-h/lovewedeserve.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10478875-5313978607477729164?l=sodivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478875/posts/default/5313978607477729164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478875/posts/default/5313978607477729164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sodivine.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-new-tattoo.html' title='SO TRUE: A New Segment'/><author><name>Kellee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17684712327805720827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yNutilCMXTk/SHqdD3GtyfI/AAAAAAAAAFE/E2gKXBvycdI/S220/SL270965.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yNutilCMXTk/SkKaYwYsq7I/AAAAAAAAALo/UIqQhANxqSw/s72-c/falling-top-of-buildin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10478875.post-2492554007755589343</id><published>2008-02-12T22:53:00.031-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T08:54:10.938-06:00</updated><title type='text'>PostSecret : The truths and lies we tell ourselves to get through the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yNutilCMXTk/S1K1xjKPtZI/AAAAAAAAANg/YtvRxN62Dz8/s1600-h/dummies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427600363791299986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 221px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yNutilCMXTk/S1K1xjKPtZI/AAAAAAAAANg/YtvRxN62Dz8/s320/dummies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;*My expectations are always higher than the result &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;*I love a new beginning... cuz you can be anyone you want to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;*I still believe in the God of my youth. When you count everything else out... he always manages to surprise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;*I don't know how much of myself I lost to the pills. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;*Why don't I feel guilty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;*For the first time in my life I am truly happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;*There's always truth in alcohol... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;*I'm ready for anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;* I promise I'll get it together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;*Will I ever be as strong as my family thinks I am?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;*I'm afraid for you when I become unstoppable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;*If I feel crazy, that means I'm still sane ... right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;*I bank on you every time, and every time you let me down. I'll still bank on you tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;*Weaknesses don't make you weak... bad timing does &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;*I &lt;strong&gt;always&lt;/strong&gt; regret over disclosure &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;*When people ask me how I do it... I say will power and self control &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;*It's been 9 years, I still pray for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;*We only accept the love we think we deserve &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;*I blame you for my brief moments of crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;* I never had anxiety until I let you vent to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;*You can't &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; be that nieve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;*It's not me, it's you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;* I hate that if you knew what I was really thinking, you wouldn't be my friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I'm hard to get over &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;*I love my friends, but they are selfish... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;*I'm afraid of the dark &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;*I wish you could see the world through my eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;*I play hard ball, but I think you are meaner than I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;*I'm happy when I find someone who hates the same things I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;*I don't need THIS MUCH space &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;*There is no time I feel more alive then when my heart is breaking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;*I still have no idea what I look like, because I saw me thru your eyes... and I was beautiful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;*I like that I don't have to pretend anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;*I've lost so many good friends to relationships&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;*The best is yet to come ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;*Sometimes my friends exhaust me with their stupid questions &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;*I wish I was as pretty as people say I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;*I wish I was better at faking it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;*I never gave you a real chance &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;*How did &lt;em&gt;she&lt;/em&gt; get him?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;* I told you I was at the bottom and you still looked at me like I was on the top&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;*I'm proud of my accomplishments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;*I'm excited for tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10478875-2492554007755589343?l=sodivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478875/posts/default/2492554007755589343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478875/posts/default/2492554007755589343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sodivine.blogspot.com/2008/02/postsecret-truth-and-lies-we-tell.html' title='PostSecret : The truths and lies we tell ourselves to get through the day'/><author><name>Kellee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17684712327805720827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yNutilCMXTk/SHqdD3GtyfI/AAAAAAAAAFE/E2gKXBvycdI/S220/SL270965.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yNutilCMXTk/S1K1xjKPtZI/AAAAAAAAANg/YtvRxN62Dz8/s72-c/dummies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10478875.post-2037133893399838637</id><published>2007-12-22T00:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T00:10:32.195-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Top 10 Secrets About Life Every Woman Should Know</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;1. Everything you need to be happy is inside of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;2. The purpose of life is for you to grow into the best human being you can be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;3. Change is inevitable, so stop resisting and surrender to life's flow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;4. All obstacles are lessons in disquise - honor them and learn from them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;5. Your mind creates your experience of reality, so make your mind your friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;6. Fear will steal your aliveness - make your courage bigger than your fear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;7. You must love yourself before you can truly give love or receive love from anyone else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;8. All relationships are your mirrors and all people are your teachers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;9. True freedom comes from how you respond to life and not what life does to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;10. Whatever the question, love is the answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10478875-2037133893399838637?l=sodivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478875/posts/default/2037133893399838637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478875/posts/default/2037133893399838637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sodivine.blogspot.com/2007/12/top-10-secrets-about-life-every-woman.html' title='The Top 10 Secrets About Life Every Woman Should Know'/><author><name>Kellee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17684712327805720827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yNutilCMXTk/SHqdD3GtyfI/AAAAAAAAAFE/E2gKXBvycdI/S220/SL270965.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10478875.post-1892088125216393830</id><published>2007-12-11T23:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T23:56:36.423-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I guess there is just something about bald guys in black &amp; white</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OPXU33iquDE"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OPXU33iquDE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10478875-1892088125216393830?l=sodivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478875/posts/default/1892088125216393830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478875/posts/default/1892088125216393830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sodivine.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-guess-there-is-just-something-about.html' title='I guess there is just something about bald guys in black &amp; white'/><author><name>Kellee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17684712327805720827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yNutilCMXTk/SHqdD3GtyfI/AAAAAAAAAFE/E2gKXBvycdI/S220/SL270965.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10478875.post-5468791269318059694</id><published>2007-12-03T14:07:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T08:52:04.849-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 4 - It could be my top 3, but this list goes to 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Most influencial people:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff33;"&gt;1. My mom - who is my biggest fan and taught me that I don't need earthly approval to validate my existance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff33;"&gt;2. Billy Robin - My Mt. Everest - once I got over it - I knew I could do anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff33;"&gt;3. Jacque Butterfield - who taught me to move the line then jump over it. And that laughing until you can't breathe is the only way to laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff33;"&gt;4. My great aunty June - who gave me my sense of adventure and who I aspire to be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Death-Defying Moments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff33;"&gt;1. White Water Rafting in Costa Rica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff33;"&gt;2. Skydiving in Mt Vernon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff33;"&gt;3. Pancreatitus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff33;"&gt;4. Flying over the Pacific Ocean during a storm after watching Cast Away (ok that one is in my head but still...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Concerts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff33;"&gt;1. Matchbox 20/Alanis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff33;"&gt;2. Garth Brooks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff33;"&gt;3. ALL of the - The Sound and the Fury shows at The Green Room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff33;"&gt;4. Brad Paisley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Restaurants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff33;"&gt;1. Buzz'z Steakhouse &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff33;"&gt;2. Timberline Steakhouse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff33;"&gt;3. BRIO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff33;"&gt;4. Sushi Gin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Most Memorable things said to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff33;"&gt;1. I baptise you in the name of the father, the son, and the holy spirit... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff33;"&gt;2. It's dying, until you do something about it (reguarding skydiving)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff33;"&gt;3. It's better with a lime (My first drink of corona)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff33;"&gt;4. You just have that aura about you that makes guys want to have sex with you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Funniest People I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff33;"&gt;1. Jacque Butterfield&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff33;"&gt;2. Brian Boye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff33;"&gt;3. Jeff Wilkins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff33;"&gt;4. Chris Young&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Favorite Sayings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff33;"&gt;1. And so it goes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff33;"&gt;2. You only die once&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff33;"&gt;3. That's what he said...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff33;"&gt;4. Pretty doesn't have to be smart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Things that changed my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff33;"&gt;1. The semester in England&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff33;"&gt;2. My 21st birthday in Costa Rica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff33;"&gt;3. The summer France with Chris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff33;"&gt;4. Moving to Kansas City&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Places I want to go/do before I die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff33;"&gt;1. See an opera in the Sydney Opera House&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff33;"&gt;2. Feel Truely, Unselfishly Loved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff33;"&gt;3. Bora Bora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff33;"&gt;4. Take a cruise to Alaska&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Songs that take me back...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff33;"&gt;1. Every breath you take - by The Police&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff33;"&gt;2. Eternity - by Robbie Williams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff33;"&gt;3. Dirty Deeds Done Cheap - by AC/DC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff33;"&gt;4. Always - by Bon Jovi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Things I'd take with me in a fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff33;"&gt;1. Photo Albumn(s)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff33;"&gt;2. Paper records&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff33;"&gt;3. Asian Chest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff33;"&gt;4. Mr Fritters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Places I feel the happiest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff33;"&gt;1. With friends (having lunch - ususally)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff33;"&gt;2. In a hug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff33;"&gt;3. Getting to that point with a person (guy or girl) when you realize your life is better because of them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff33;"&gt;4. shopping/talking with my mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10478875-5468791269318059694?l=sodivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478875/posts/default/5468791269318059694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478875/posts/default/5468791269318059694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sodivine.blogspot.com/2007/12/top-4-it-could-be-my-top-3-but-this.html' title='Top 4 - It could be my top 3, but this list goes to 4'/><author><name>Kellee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17684712327805720827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yNutilCMXTk/SHqdD3GtyfI/AAAAAAAAAFE/E2gKXBvycdI/S220/SL270965.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10478875.post-115121763484060580</id><published>2006-06-25T00:39:00.015-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T00:56:19.204-06:00</updated><title type='text'>IF CATS COULD TALK THEY WOULD LIE TO YOU</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yNutilCMXTk/S1K0jKprKdI/AAAAAAAAANY/d9qvUNrXLEI/s1600-h/funny-pictures-cat-sees-enemy-vessel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 192px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yNutilCMXTk/S1K0jKprKdI/AAAAAAAAANY/d9qvUNrXLEI/s320/funny-pictures-cat-sees-enemy-vessel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427599017182439890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/JOHNDI%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10478875-115121763484060580?l=sodivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478875/posts/default/115121763484060580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478875/posts/default/115121763484060580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sodivine.blogspot.com/2006/06/if-cats-could-talk-they-would-lie-to.html' title='IF CATS COULD TALK THEY WOULD LIE TO YOU'/><author><name>Kellee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17684712327805720827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yNutilCMXTk/SHqdD3GtyfI/AAAAAAAAAFE/E2gKXBvycdI/S220/SL270965.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yNutilCMXTk/S1K0jKprKdI/AAAAAAAAANY/d9qvUNrXLEI/s72-c/funny-pictures-cat-sees-enemy-vessel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10478875.post-111413253682812692</id><published>2005-04-21T19:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T19:15:36.830-06:00</updated><title type='text'>THE KNIGHTS' CODE OF CHIVALRY (every man should follow)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;To never do outrage nor murder &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Always to flee treason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;To by no means be cruel but to give mercy unto him who asks for mercy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;To always do ladies, gentlewomen and widows succour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;To never force ladies, gentlewomen or widows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Not to take up battles in wrongful quarrels for love or worldly goods&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10478875-111413253682812692?l=sodivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478875/posts/default/111413253682812692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478875/posts/default/111413253682812692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sodivine.blogspot.com/2005/04/knights-code-of-chivalry-every-man.html' title='THE KNIGHTS&apos; CODE OF CHIVALRY (every man should follow)'/><author><name>Kellee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17684712327805720827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yNutilCMXTk/SHqdD3GtyfI/AAAAAAAAAFE/E2gKXBvycdI/S220/SL270965.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10478875.post-110766506255946009</id><published>2005-02-06T02:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T14:14:49.337-06:00</updated><title type='text'>ALL THINGS THAT SUCK</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;This is my special list of things that I think the world would be better for if they stopped existing. If you love something on my list, please enlighten me on why I should denounce it from its honorable title 'THING THAT SUX' . If your arguement is convincing enough, I MAY rethink it on my next list...but until then let's just agree to disagree. This section of the website inspired by&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://maddox.xmission.com/"&gt;http://maddox.xmission.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;So with no further delay and in no particular order...my Top 10 picks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The Dave Matthews Band + U2 = Pure Crap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;2. Cancer (or anything horrible you didn't deserve)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3. Bad Reality Television&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;4. Eastern Europe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 . Mind Game Players&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;6. People who claim to be individuals who don't have a unique thought in their skull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;7. Scary movies that aren't scary like any movie NOT made like &lt;a href="http://www.sawmovie.com/"&gt;http://www.sawmovie.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Airplane turbulance&lt;br /&gt;9. Tom Cruise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;10. Metrosexuality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10478875-110766506255946009?l=sodivine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478875/posts/default/110766506255946009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10478875/posts/default/110766506255946009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sodivine.blogspot.com/2005/02/all-things-that-suck_06.html' title='ALL THINGS THAT SUCK'/><author><name>Kellee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17684712327805720827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yNutilCMXTk/SHqdD3GtyfI/AAAAAAAAAFE/E2gKXBvycdI/S220/SL270965.JPG'/></author></entry></feed>
