<?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-16872340</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:43:06.115-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Just Sayin'...</title><subtitle type='html'>Random thoughts from my often random and chaotic life...read at your own risk...!!!!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>112</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-2463335024224327976</id><published>2008-05-18T10:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T11:01:51.561-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Some serious Quirks...My Top 20</title><content type='html'>With this most serious of posts, I am posting a SERIOUS picture of me...so you will completely relate to my quirky self&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/SDBS2oH5B2I/AAAAAAAAAIk/1FXWU_a-Prs/s1600-h/Photo+169.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/SDBS2oH5B2I/AAAAAAAAAIk/1FXWU_a-Prs/s400/Photo+169.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201748668049852258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...so here you go...for those of you that know me...you probably already have a longer list than I am providing here (so shush!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I don't like beer or eating something and drinking beer as your beverage of choice (ummm ewww)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I seem to have a God given talent to make people laugh until they pee their pants, spit their drink out or it shoots out their nose (and I just don't understand because I am usually being serious..hahahaha).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I AM a freak magnet...just watch and learn sometime. (I really am the flypaper for freaks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I have a fetish for microphones and intercoms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I cannot deal with ANYTHING surgery channel gross (I am posting this for certain people and you KNOW who you ARE)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I can play a straw (I would just have to show you...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I like to dance in the rain...well who am I kiddin' I pretty much will break into dance or song anywhere (it goes back to 4)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Don't let 4 and 7 confuse you into thinking that I can sing...cause I really can't but I AM a legend in my own mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. The majority of my friends are artistic in some way but I do not have ANY talent...well except for 6 and NO I DO NOT consider 3 a talent and I am not sure 2 is a talent one should brag about since it involves expelling bodily fluids although it would be fun to video and put on uTube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I am a closet Fanilow. (Barry Manilow fan...yeah I know...shut up...I did say quirky)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. I am addicted to my iPod take it everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. I am adopted and have NO DESIRE to look up anyone biologically linked to me, skip down to 20 to see a perk on this fact (seems to really bother some peeps)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. I am really sad that no one has ever bought me a Mr. Microphone (refer to 4)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. I have an irrational fear of heights (get PASSOUT dizzy just looking down from the top of a flight of stairs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. My feet...just an FYI they are so ticklish...I don't even like people looking at them (and for those of you that get the idea it would be FUNNY to tickle them....ummm when I say ticklish...I mean pee my pants ticklish...so unless you want to be grouped in 3...just don't go there my new ex friend - giggling)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Love vampire movies...even the really bad ones...completely addicted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. I have to watch scarey movies with the lights on. I know I am such a girl! (Bite me, k?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. I don't like to read things that have things on them that I can't read (Just ask Tish AND Jeanette about this one...and I was sober when I made this enlightening statement)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. I am the most ungraceful person you will meet...just put me in a pair of heels and sit back and enjoy the show... OMG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and FINALLY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Since I am adopted, I like to change my heritage usually on a weekly basis...unless I find one that is just too interesting...currently I have decided I am cajun...and have been for weeks now (giggling Tish understands)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I hope you found this to be helpful :-p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued.....or confused&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-2463335024224327976?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/2463335024224327976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=2463335024224327976' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/2463335024224327976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/2463335024224327976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2008/05/some-serious-quirksmy-top-20.html' title='Some serious Quirks...My Top 20'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/SDBS2oH5B2I/AAAAAAAAAIk/1FXWU_a-Prs/s72-c/Photo+169.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-5215664431224571510</id><published>2008-05-03T11:52:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T11:57:14.871-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pam's Word of the Day</title><content type='html'>The word for May 03 is :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;SHITUATION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n.: a bad situation, 2.: a dramatic, usually negative happening resulting in utter shit in one's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Used in a sentence:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This SHITUATION is going to cause me to have to eat a shit sandwich!  (My motto:  Just say no to the shit sandwich)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/SByZHzvpBYI/AAAAAAAAAIc/_TduAkfswEk/s1600-h/availiablenowfz0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/SByZHzvpBYI/AAAAAAAAAIc/_TduAkfswEk/s400/availiablenowfz0.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196196429506872706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-5215664431224571510?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/5215664431224571510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=5215664431224571510' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/5215664431224571510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/5215664431224571510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2008/05/pams-word-of-day.html' title='Pam&apos;s Word of the Day'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/SByZHzvpBYI/AAAAAAAAAIc/_TduAkfswEk/s72-c/availiablenowfz0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-2508349236460775196</id><published>2008-05-02T21:11:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T07:22:37.672-05:00</updated><title type='text'>GIRLFRIENDS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/SBxY9zvpBXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/IW2zZfkUcTE/s1600-h/goddess.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/SBxY9zvpBXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/IW2zZfkUcTE/s400/goddess.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196125888964003186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just so you know I have found the perfect song that describes the Goddesses...so here ya go...sit back, have a beer, prop up your feet (you should give the song a listen)...and enjoy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girlfriends&lt;br /&gt;sung by Jamie O'Neal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been starin' all day at the same computer screen&lt;br /&gt;'Round here I'm treated like I'm just some damn machine&lt;br /&gt;I punch in, I tune out, nobody cares what I'm all about&lt;br /&gt;But at five that ends, they're waitin' for me, my girlfriends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/SBvKiDvpBRI/AAAAAAAAAHk/t0655jbf9o4/s1600-h/IM000590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/SBvKiDvpBRI/AAAAAAAAAHk/t0655jbf9o4/s400/IM000590.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195969281571489042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah, yeah, we're gonna get loud no doubt we're gonna get crazy&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah, yeah, who cares if we do some damage to our reputation&lt;br /&gt;Guys can come and go life can turn around and let you down so fast&lt;br /&gt;But if you need that one sure thing that's gonna last&lt;br /&gt;Girlfriends kick ass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/SBvLFzvpBSI/AAAAAAAAAHs/FU9AM2lp3B4/s1600-h/Kel+and+Pam2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/SBvLFzvpBSI/AAAAAAAAAHs/FU9AM2lp3B4/s400/Kel+and+Pam2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195969895751812386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If doesn't even matter if I show up in a bad mood&lt;br /&gt;They're gonna make me laugh and change my attitude&lt;br /&gt;Here's to one more, and me and my girls out on the floor&lt;br /&gt;We'll dance all night long so, come on mister DJ play our song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/SBxS0jvpBUI/AAAAAAAAAH8/pob9xAcwbC0/s1600-h/cherylandsuz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/SBxS0jvpBUI/AAAAAAAAAH8/pob9xAcwbC0/s400/cherylandsuz.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196119132980446530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah, yeah, we're gonna get loud no doubt we're gonna get crazy&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah, yeah, who cares if we do some damage to our reputation&lt;br /&gt;Guys can come and go life can turn around and let you down so fast&lt;br /&gt;But if you need that one sure thing that's gonna last&lt;br /&gt;Girlfriends kick ass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/SBvLpDvpBTI/AAAAAAAAAH0/6YaUMFQHcZ4/s1600-h/GirlsWknd_00029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/SBvLpDvpBTI/AAAAAAAAAH0/6YaUMFQHcZ4/s400/GirlsWknd_00029.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195970501342201138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we're together I can't help feelin' fine&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, everything's alright&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's comin' it'll be here soon enough&lt;br /&gt;But nothin's buggin' us tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/SBxTvTvpBWI/AAAAAAAAAIM/DY3WbA9lywM/s1600-h/MILFs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/SBxTvTvpBWI/AAAAAAAAAIM/DY3WbA9lywM/s400/MILFs.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196120142297761122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-2508349236460775196?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/2508349236460775196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=2508349236460775196' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/2508349236460775196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/2508349236460775196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2008/05/girlfriends.html' title='GIRLFRIENDS'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/SBxY9zvpBXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/IW2zZfkUcTE/s72-c/goddess.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-1342994716807819341</id><published>2008-05-01T05:20:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T06:13:05.370-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pam's Top Ten Things She Doesn't Like (Well at least this week)</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;1.  I don't like to read things that I can't read on things I can't read.  (This is a direct quote from me and I wasn't even drunk! And Kel was no where around!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/SBmcWDvpBII/AAAAAAAAAGc/WqIZMLQ8mbI/s1600-h/beauty.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/SBmcWDvpBII/AAAAAAAAAGc/WqIZMLQ8mbI/s400/beauty.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195355547924759682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  I hate movies that don't end the way I think they should and I have to leave the movie theater all pissy about it! (Tish knows all about this one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/SBmd6DvpBJI/AAAAAAAAAGk/MrHOnAvdHgY/s1600-h/calvin-mad.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/SBmd6DvpBJI/AAAAAAAAAGk/MrHOnAvdHgY/s400/calvin-mad.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195357265911678098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  I hate road construction!!!! (Trust me Huntspatch is perverted with it!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/SBmb-jvpBHI/AAAAAAAAAGU/7vc0dKvK4Y0/s1600-h/Construction+Sign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/SBmb-jvpBHI/AAAAAAAAAGU/7vc0dKvK4Y0/s400/Construction+Sign.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195355144197833842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  I hate not having control of the remote which usually happens when Neal is around or Rachel decides to have a Nickelodean/Disney Channel marathon....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/SBmgVDvpBKI/AAAAAAAAAGs/IHz68hArOec/s1600-h/remote.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/SBmgVDvpBKI/AAAAAAAAAGs/IHz68hArOec/s400/remote.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195359928791401634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  I hate it when the dog misses the puppy pad...just sayin'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/SBmgrzvpBLI/AAAAAAAAAG0/G7yG3v5qb4Q/s1600-h/dogpoop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/SBmgrzvpBLI/AAAAAAAAAG0/G7yG3v5qb4Q/s400/dogpoop.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195360319633425586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  I hate that this guy at work (that smells bad) sat next to me in a meeting and I had to hold my nose (and make it look natural) through the whole 2 hour meeting!  (Not to mention some of my ex friends and coworkers laughed at me the WHOLE FREAKIN' Time!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/SBmhRjvpBMI/AAAAAAAAAG8/mg-XmCaQB6g/s1600-h/smellysponge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/SBmhRjvpBMI/AAAAAAAAAG8/mg-XmCaQB6g/s400/smellysponge.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195360968173487298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  I hate dressing for warm weather and then freezing my ass off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/SBmiCTvpBNI/AAAAAAAAAHE/fOe2Qtpp9ac/s1600-h/goosebumps.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/SBmiCTvpBNI/AAAAAAAAAHE/fOe2Qtpp9ac/s400/goosebumps.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195361805692110034" /&gt;&lt;/a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  I hate shit sandwiches (Kel you know what I'm talkin' about)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/SBmiYzvpBOI/AAAAAAAAAHM/S_9PXSn3rD0/s1600-h/shitsandwich.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/SBmiYzvpBOI/AAAAAAAAAHM/S_9PXSn3rD0/s400/shitsandwich.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195362192239166690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.  I hate when the soda machine steals my money!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/SBmjijvpBPI/AAAAAAAAAHU/1w5ZvOUgNJM/s1600-h/pepsi1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/SBmjijvpBPI/AAAAAAAAAHU/1w5ZvOUgNJM/s400/pepsi1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195363459254519026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.  Most of ALL I hate it that I don't get to see my Goddesses more often!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/SBmkzDvpBQI/AAAAAAAAAHc/gpYeJn4WCjg/s1600-h/Girl-Crying_L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/SBmkzDvpBQI/AAAAAAAAAHc/gpYeJn4WCjg/s400/Girl-Crying_L.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195364842233988354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you have it...a bit of a rant I guess but sometimes you just have to say what's on your mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-1342994716807819341?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/1342994716807819341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=1342994716807819341' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/1342994716807819341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/1342994716807819341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2008/05/pams-top-ten-things-she-doesnt-like.html' title='Pam&apos;s Top Ten Things She Doesn&apos;t Like (Well at least this week)'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/SBmcWDvpBII/AAAAAAAAAGc/WqIZMLQ8mbI/s72-c/beauty.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-265466304078671876</id><published>2008-04-22T20:39:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T20:47:22.183-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Goddess Coming of Age</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/SA6U-DvpBGI/AAAAAAAAAGM/9kYgX6j6WBA/s1600-h/Jen_got_leied.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/SA6U-DvpBGI/AAAAAAAAAGM/9kYgX6j6WBA/s400/Jen_got_leied.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192251214282687586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes this post is for Ms. Biscuit.  She is 41 today and doesn't look a day over 25!!!  Wishing you many happy days to come, lots of sweet things....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish were were there to ring it in with you babe....but remember we love you and you are still one HOT GODDESS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/SA6UAjvpBFI/AAAAAAAAAGE/ioDLalk0ahk/s1600-h/Tiki_Cake.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/SA6UAjvpBFI/AAAAAAAAAGE/ioDLalk0ahk/s400/Tiki_Cake.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192250157720732754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-265466304078671876?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/265466304078671876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=265466304078671876' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/265466304078671876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/265466304078671876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2008/04/goddess-coming-of-age.html' title='A Goddess Coming of Age'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/SA6U-DvpBGI/AAAAAAAAAGM/9kYgX6j6WBA/s72-c/Jen_got_leied.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-6062356788329886819</id><published>2008-04-20T07:24:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T07:26:19.899-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HA! I am back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2WD2qCeI/AAAAAAAAAFo/RCwHx0ORxrE/s1600-h/Photo+106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2WD2qCeI/AAAAAAAAAFo/RCwHx0ORxrE/s400/Photo+106.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191302748094204386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What ya'll freaks been up to?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-6062356788329886819?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/6062356788329886819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=6062356788329886819' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/6062356788329886819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/6062356788329886819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2008/04/ha-i-am-back.html' title='HA! I am back!'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2WD2qCeI/AAAAAAAAAFo/RCwHx0ORxrE/s72-c/Photo+106.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-231896916238533391</id><published>2007-09-07T19:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T19:53:24.025-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/RuHyLy0cZXI/AAAAAAAAAFY/vpi92vm-8tw/s1600-h/sleepfairy.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/RuHyLy0cZXI/AAAAAAAAAFY/vpi92vm-8tw/s400/sleepfairy.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107629736849073522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say right now is sometimes...Life is just full of suprises....sometimes YUMMY surprises (this would be the surprise that does NOT include a side order of shit sandwich)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time in a very long time I am at peace with life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/RuHyXC0cZYI/AAAAAAAAAFg/yYqTQv1C-2c/s1600-h/tn_PeaceSpiral17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/RuHyXC0cZYI/AAAAAAAAAFg/yYqTQv1C-2c/s400/tn_PeaceSpiral17.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107629930122601858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-231896916238533391?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/231896916238533391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=231896916238533391' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/231896916238533391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/231896916238533391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2007/09/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/RuHyLy0cZXI/AAAAAAAAAFY/vpi92vm-8tw/s72-c/sleepfairy.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-1079159952683342855</id><published>2007-09-06T21:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T22:07:41.007-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Things that make you go...HMMMMmmmm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/RuC93i0cZTI/AAAAAAAAAE4/uqPiY7kuMYQ/s1600-h/heart-_8-antique-rose-dreams-sample.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/RuC93i0cZTI/AAAAAAAAAE4/uqPiY7kuMYQ/s400/heart-_8-antique-rose-dreams-sample.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107290739375367474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok it is no BIG secret that I have turned 40.   My daughter seems to take pride in reminding me daily...her latest question was "So Mom, when is it you start down the hill..."  You know it really BITES to have a sassy daughter sometimes...I can't imagine WHO she takes after...probably the damn storks that dropped her on my doorstep almost 13 years ago...(smirk)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to think about how to respond to that question carefully because I knew too well this is an question/answer session that could very easily comeback to bite me later and NOT in a good way either!!!  My response was "Well actually now that I am 40, I OWN the hill!"  "I am QUEEN of the hill AND I won't go down it until I am good and ready"!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with that being said, let me share 40 things I have learned ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  I am better at 40 then I was at 20.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  I am so much more than what meets the eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  I have learned to surround myself with great friends they will last your whole life!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  You cannot control other people's behavior but you can control how you react to them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  You are gonna have rainy days and if you do, play in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  Shit sandwiches...are just a part of life...confront it, spank it and move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  Girl's weekends...are a MUST...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  Live life to the fullest and with no regrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.  Laugh often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Smile more often, you will feel better and it worries the hell out of everyone else...woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11, Confront your fears when you can, it will enpower you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Start celebrating half bdays...more cake!!! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Hug freely and mean it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Bubble baths are the bomb!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. You are never too old to learn something new...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Pray often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/RuC-Wy0cZUI/AAAAAAAAAFA/ZYiZNf4BNkc/s1600-h/BelieveButterflyfortile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/RuC-Wy0cZUI/AAAAAAAAAFA/ZYiZNf4BNkc/s400/BelieveButterflyfortile.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107291276246279490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. When things are tough...find the good in the bad situation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Always tell the people you care about that you love them...don't be greedy with your love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. My goddesses...I would be lost without them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Dance when you feel like it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. It is NEVER too late to go back to school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Time...don't waste it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Don't judge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Give with your heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/RuC-ri0cZVI/AAAAAAAAAFI/dLm5fVqqDWE/s1600-h/AD-PS3004~Faith-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/RuC-ri0cZVI/AAAAAAAAAFI/dLm5fVqqDWE/s400/AD-PS3004~Faith-Posters.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107291632728565074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. NEVER drink ALL day with KELLY (giggling...just kidding)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Dream big&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Love the skin your in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Confidence opens doors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Be thankful...there is always someone in more dire straits than you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Icka bicka...words to live by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Build that bonfire...or regret it later (Chelle this one is for you girl!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Lick em stick em tattoos are the way to go (especially if you get to pick who is lickin'...HA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Eat dessert first...honestly it just makes sense people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. NEVER drink tequilla and lay out in the sun...no good will EVER come of this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. I LOVE my sattelite radio!!! (sorry that was random I know)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Chocolate should have its own food group&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/RuC_fC0cZWI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/w-52eTGY2D4/s1600-h/Key_2_hap_-_mic_slds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/RuC_fC0cZWI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/w-52eTGY2D4/s400/Key_2_hap_-_mic_slds.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107292517491828066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Never leave your destiny up to someone else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Take pictures...they really ARE worth 1,000 words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39.  Believe in yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Live life to the fullest you only get one chance....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-1079159952683342855?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/1079159952683342855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=1079159952683342855' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/1079159952683342855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/1079159952683342855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2007/09/things-that-make-you-gohmmmmmmmm.html' title='Things that make you go...HMMMMmmmm'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/RuC93i0cZTI/AAAAAAAAAE4/uqPiY7kuMYQ/s72-c/heart-_8-antique-rose-dreams-sample.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-1321420646337386581</id><published>2007-09-03T21:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T21:55:18.816-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it wasted time?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/RtzI_i0cZSI/AAAAAAAAAEw/gZC4Hf9qiQw/s1600-h/Sadness.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/RtzI_i0cZSI/AAAAAAAAAEw/gZC4Hf9qiQw/s320/Sadness.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106177071535383842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title: Eagles - Wasted Time lyrics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artist: Eagles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Print: Eagles - Wasted Time Lyrics print version&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well baby, there you stand&lt;br /&gt;With your little head, down in your hand&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my god, you can’t believe it’s happening&lt;br /&gt;Again&lt;br /&gt;Your baby’s gone, and you’re all alone&lt;br /&gt;And it looks like the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you’re back out on the street.&lt;br /&gt;And you’re tryin’ to remember.&lt;br /&gt;How will you start it over? &lt;br /&gt;You don’t know what became.&lt;br /&gt;You don’t care much for a stranger’s touch,&lt;br /&gt;But you can’t hold your man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never thought you’d be alone this far&lt;br /&gt;Down the line&lt;br /&gt;And I know what’s been on your mind&lt;br /&gt;You’re afraid it’s all been wasted time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The autumn leaves have got you thinking&lt;br /&gt;About the first time that you fell&lt;br /&gt;You didn’t love the boy too much, no, no&lt;br /&gt;You just loved the boy to well, farewell&lt;br /&gt;So you live from day to day, and you dream&lt;br /&gt;About tomorrow, oh.&lt;br /&gt;And the hours go by like minutes&lt;br /&gt;And the shadows come to stay&lt;br /&gt;So you take a little something to&lt;br /&gt;Make them go away&lt;br /&gt;And I could have done so many things, baby&lt;br /&gt;If I could only stop my mind from wondrin’ what&lt;br /&gt;I left behind and from worrying ’bout this wasted time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, another love has come and gone&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, and the years keep rushing on&lt;br /&gt;I remember what you told me before you went out on your own:&lt;br /&gt;’sometimes to keep it together, we got to leave it alone.’&lt;br /&gt;So you can get on with your search, baby, and I can&lt;br /&gt;Get on with mine&lt;br /&gt;And maybe someday we will find , that it wasn’t really&lt;br /&gt;Wasted time&lt;br /&gt;Mm,hm&lt;br /&gt;Oh hoo, ooh, ohh,&lt;br /&gt;Ooh,ooh, mm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-1321420646337386581?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/1321420646337386581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=1321420646337386581' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/1321420646337386581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/1321420646337386581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2007/09/is-it-wasted-time.html' title='Is it wasted time?'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/RtzI_i0cZSI/AAAAAAAAAEw/gZC4Hf9qiQw/s72-c/Sadness.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-5273851282332605466</id><published>2007-09-03T07:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T07:47:57.574-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Icka Bicka!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/RtwCXS0cZRI/AAAAAAAAAEo/XuvgQKjy3tc/s1600-h/IM000806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/RtwCXS0cZRI/AAAAAAAAAEo/XuvgQKjy3tc/s320/IM000806.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105958676743349522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/RtwCIi0cZQI/AAAAAAAAAEg/EP7xQztMBgA/s1600-h/IM000807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/RtwCIi0cZQI/AAAAAAAAAEg/EP7xQztMBgA/s320/IM000807.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105958423340279042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What fun is it being cool if you can't wear a sombrero” ~ Calvin and Hobbes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-5273851282332605466?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/5273851282332605466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=5273851282332605466' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/5273851282332605466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/5273851282332605466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2007/09/icka-bicka.html' title='Icka Bicka!!!'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/RtwCXS0cZRI/AAAAAAAAAEo/XuvgQKjy3tc/s72-c/IM000806.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-3387475320368783621</id><published>2007-08-26T02:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T03:03:37.709-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gathering of the Goddesses...2007</title><content type='html'>What does it mean to be a Goddess?  Well I am so glad you asked.  A Goddess by definition is:  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god·dess      [god-is] Pronunciation Key - Show IPA Pronunciation&lt;br /&gt;–noun&lt;br /&gt;1. a female god or deity.&lt;br /&gt;2. a woman of extraordinary beauty and charm.&lt;br /&gt;3. a greatly admired or adored woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, this word just by definition seems so superficial to me.  We are so much more than just our parts...we are mothers, lovers and wives, friends, co-workers, students, but most of all very human.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what IS the Gathering of the Goddesses?  It truly is about beauty but not the kind that you see on the surface...it is about extraordinary women who come together despite the odds and share openly and unabandonly the good, the bad and the ugly...it is an unconditional friendship where you feel no shame in who you are or how you got there.  Quiet simply they are amazing...so I offer you my interpretation of this year's Gathering of the Goddesses (GoG) 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you walk through this door, it is like coming  home....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/RtEv_C0cZHI/AAAAAAAAADY/HJqySb_fyRc/s1600-h/IM000918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/RtEv_C0cZHI/AAAAAAAAADY/HJqySb_fyRc/s400/IM000918.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102912612922582130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're My Best Friend Lyrics&lt;br /&gt;Artist(Band):Queen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words and music by JOHN DEACON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh you make me live&lt;br /&gt;Whatever this world can give to me&lt;br /&gt;It's you you're all I see&lt;br /&gt;Ooo you make me live now honey&lt;br /&gt;Ooo you make me live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/RtEwcy0cZII/AAAAAAAAADg/CA3XK9ac3F0/s1600-h/IM000817.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/RtEwcy0cZII/AAAAAAAAADg/CA3XK9ac3F0/s400/IM000817.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102913124023690370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh you're the best friend that I ever had&lt;br /&gt;I've been with you such a long time&lt;br /&gt;You're my sunshine and I want you to know&lt;br /&gt;That my feelings are true&lt;br /&gt;I really love you&lt;br /&gt;Oh you're my best friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/RtEw0S0cZJI/AAAAAAAAADo/HN7t11E4yLI/s1600-h/IM000836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/RtEw0S0cZJI/AAAAAAAAADo/HN7t11E4yLI/s400/IM000836.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102913527750616210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo you make me live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/RtExDS0cZKI/AAAAAAAAADw/YSIb91VlRWQ/s1600-h/IM000841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/RtExDS0cZKI/AAAAAAAAADw/YSIb91VlRWQ/s400/IM000841.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102913785448653986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh I've been wandering round&lt;br /&gt;But I still come back to you&lt;br /&gt;In rain or shine&lt;br /&gt;You've stood by me, girl&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy at home&lt;br /&gt;You're my best friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/RtExUy0cZLI/AAAAAAAAAD4/rOFhP6p8vds/s1600-h/IM000837.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/RtExUy0cZLI/AAAAAAAAAD4/rOFhP6p8vds/s400/IM000837.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102914086096364722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo you make me live&lt;br /&gt;Whenever this world is cruel to me&lt;br /&gt;I got you to help me forgive&lt;br /&gt;Ooo you make me live now honey&lt;br /&gt;Ooo you make me live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/RtExsC0cZMI/AAAAAAAAAEA/rVT-ZVGtH-Y/s1600-h/IM000876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/RtExsC0cZMI/AAAAAAAAAEA/rVT-ZVGtH-Y/s400/IM000876.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102914485528323266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the first one&lt;br /&gt;When things turn out bad&lt;br /&gt;You know I'll never be lonely&lt;br /&gt;You're my only one&lt;br /&gt;And I love the things&lt;br /&gt;I really love the things that you do&lt;br /&gt;You're my best friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/RtEyMi0cZNI/AAAAAAAAAEI/8v2l1QXc8FI/s1600-h/IM000839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/RtEyMi0cZNI/AAAAAAAAAEI/8v2l1QXc8FI/s400/IM000839.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102915043874071762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo you make me live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/RtEymi0cZOI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WxN5TIS3eW4/s1600-h/IM000862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/RtEymi0cZOI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/WxN5TIS3eW4/s400/IM000862.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102915490550670562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy at home&lt;br /&gt;You're my best friend&lt;br /&gt;Oh &lt;br /&gt;Oh you're my best friend&lt;br /&gt;Ooo you make me live&lt;br /&gt;You you're my best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/RtEzGy0cZPI/AAAAAAAAAEY/1bxWdaqBk0s/s1600-h/8_7_2007_101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/RtEzGy0cZPI/AAAAAAAAAEY/1bxWdaqBk0s/s400/8_7_2007_101.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102916044601451762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my Goddesses....you have given me a gift beyond words....I love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-3387475320368783621?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/3387475320368783621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=3387475320368783621' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/3387475320368783621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/3387475320368783621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2007/08/gathering-of-goddesses2007.html' title='Gathering of the Goddesses...2007'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/RtEv_C0cZHI/AAAAAAAAADY/HJqySb_fyRc/s72-c/IM000918.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-4874444193241851938</id><published>2007-07-23T21:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T22:05:09.912-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I am still around lurking...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/RqVsUY0yS4I/AAAAAAAAADQ/xL-51CQS4r4/s1600-h/MyPicture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/RqVsUY0yS4I/AAAAAAAAADQ/xL-51CQS4r4/s400/MyPicture.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090594051329248130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am checking your blogs and laughing...my face hurts from smiling...and my heart hurts because we are all apart...thinking of all of you, missing you and wishing you all well!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-4874444193241851938?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/4874444193241851938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=4874444193241851938' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/4874444193241851938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/4874444193241851938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-am-still-around-lurking.html' title='I am still around lurking...'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/RqVsUY0yS4I/AAAAAAAAADQ/xL-51CQS4r4/s72-c/MyPicture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-385303880089512633</id><published>2007-05-12T17:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T17:21:03.857-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ASSES!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/RkY9x_BCaiI/AAAAAAAAADA/7DjRYl4i9cw/s1600-h/Photo+370.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/RkY9x_BCaiI/AAAAAAAAADA/7DjRYl4i9cw/s400/Photo+370.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063802759963372066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I have a pretty high tolerance for people and their need show their ass...(after all I stayed married to SATAN for 7 years...duh) mostly because I live in "Pamaply" these days and there life is good and I just don't have time for people who lack qualities that appeal to me. I have learned that we cannot control the behavior of others but we can control how we react/relate to them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, with that being said, this last week or so, I have had the extreme displeasure seeing asses a' plenty at work...there are the jealous asses who cannot seem to see someone else on our "team" succeed, there are the bitchy asses who just need someone and/or something to constantly bitch at or about, there are the coniving asses who are cut throat and will go to great lengths to bring you down to move themselves forward and of course there are the lazy asses who do absolutely nothing and continue to get rewarded for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These creatures are pathetic in their constant attempts to shove the shit sandwich down the throats of the object of their hateful intent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to this point maintained the high road and been nothing but cordial to those I have spoken about above...but today I have decided to "Let it rip"!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a bunch whiney ass, ass kissing, shit disturbing, fucktards...and for the record I am making voodoo monkeys of all of you....it is so ON!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piss off ya rat bastards!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-385303880089512633?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/385303880089512633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=385303880089512633' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/385303880089512633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/385303880089512633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2007/05/asses.html' title='ASSES!'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/RkY9x_BCaiI/AAAAAAAAADA/7DjRYl4i9cw/s72-c/Photo+370.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-6472337911307680145</id><published>2007-04-21T16:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T17:04:01.812-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Biscuit!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/RiqKSNmUCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/o8GJ1hDqK44/s1600-h/jen.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/RiqKSNmUCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/o8GJ1hDqK44/s400/jen.1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056005577169438962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jen,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing you a very happy 40th Birthday!  To me beautiful isn't just about how you look outwardly but who you are on the inside....you are truly a beautiful person...A GODDESS....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a very fitting song for you on your birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Palola&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venus&lt;br /&gt;performed by Bananarama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goddess on the mountain top &lt;br /&gt;Burning like a silver flame &lt;br /&gt;The summit of beauty and love &lt;br /&gt;And Venus was her name &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's got it &lt;br /&gt;Yeah, baby, she's got it &lt;br /&gt;I'm your Venus, I'm your fire &lt;br /&gt;At your desire &lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm your Venus, I'm your fire &lt;br /&gt;At your desire &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her weapons were her crystal eyes &lt;br /&gt;Making every man a man &lt;br /&gt;Black as the dark night she was &lt;br /&gt;Got what no-one else had &lt;br /&gt;Wa! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's got it &lt;br /&gt;Yeah, baby, she's got it &lt;br /&gt;I'm your Venus, I'm your fire &lt;br /&gt;At your desire &lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm your Venus, I'm your fire &lt;br /&gt;At your desire &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goddess on the mountain top &lt;br /&gt;Burning like a silver flame &lt;br /&gt;The summit of beauty and love &lt;br /&gt;And Venus was her name &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's got it &lt;br /&gt;Yeah, baby, she's got it &lt;br /&gt;I'm your Venus, I'm your fire &lt;br /&gt;At your desire &lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm your Venus, I'm your fire &lt;br /&gt;At your desire&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-6472337911307680145?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/6472337911307680145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=6472337911307680145' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/6472337911307680145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/6472337911307680145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2007/04/happy-birthday-biscuit.html' title='Happy Birthday Biscuit!!!!'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/RiqKSNmUCPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/o8GJ1hDqK44/s72-c/jen.1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-5569837034007202550</id><published>2007-03-09T21:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T21:28:18.312-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New places...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/RfIlHFwkxEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/FLFxyXowJVo/s1600-h/Photo+224.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/RfIlHFwkxEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/FLFxyXowJVo/s400/Photo+224.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040131736716231746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There seems to be some confusion...I have a myspace page now...so you can also catch me there...drop by and see me sometime;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;friendid=121513912&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-5569837034007202550?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/5569837034007202550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=5569837034007202550' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/5569837034007202550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/5569837034007202550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2007/03/new-places.html' title='New places...'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/RfIlHFwkxEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/FLFxyXowJVo/s72-c/Photo+224.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-2234475433573670408</id><published>2007-02-26T19:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T19:38:50.524-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Just droppin' in...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/ReOLn6a241I/AAAAAAAAAAM/uBPhqXx6Kvw/s1600-h/Photo+229.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/ReOLn6a241I/AAAAAAAAAAM/uBPhqXx6Kvw/s320/Photo+229.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036022326143411026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah it has been awhile...but life has a way of throwin' us some unexpected curves...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still around though...quietly reading  your blogs and smiling...love you all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-2234475433573670408?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/2234475433573670408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=2234475433573670408' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/2234475433573670408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/2234475433573670408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2007/02/just-droppin-in.html' title='Just droppin&apos; in...'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_v8_4XCSnPws/ReOLn6a241I/AAAAAAAAAAM/uBPhqXx6Kvw/s72-c/Photo+229.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-116659531463770988</id><published>2006-12-20T00:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T00:15:14.660-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Just droppin' in to say....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1314/1613/1600/74221/Photo%2077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1314/1613/320/897068/Photo%2077.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas and Happy New Years!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-116659531463770988?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/116659531463770988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=116659531463770988' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/116659531463770988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/116659531463770988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2006/12/just-droppin-in-to-say.html' title='Just droppin&apos; in to say....'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-116389245386123452</id><published>2006-11-18T17:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T17:27:33.880-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Look into my eyes.........</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/1600/Photo%20125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/320/Photo%20125.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU ARE GETTING VERY SLEEPY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-116389245386123452?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/116389245386123452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=116389245386123452' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/116389245386123452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/116389245386123452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2006/11/look-into-my-eyes.html' title='Look into my eyes.........'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-116372540156794821</id><published>2006-11-16T19:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T19:03:21.586-06:00</updated><title type='text'>LA...LA...LA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/1600/Photo%2090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/320/Photo%2090.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BITE ME!!!! (smirking)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-116372540156794821?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/116372540156794821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=116372540156794821' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/116372540156794821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/116372540156794821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2006/11/lalala.html' title='LA...LA...LA'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-116365174410753792</id><published>2006-11-15T22:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T22:35:44.146-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Somedays...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/1600/Photo%2047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/320/Photo%2047.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya' just feel like bein' a shit disturber....well to be honest the only time I don't feel like that is on the days that don't end in "Y"...just sayin'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-116365174410753792?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/116365174410753792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=116365174410753792' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/116365174410753792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/116365174410753792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2006/11/somedays_15.html' title='Somedays...'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-116348022601576282</id><published>2006-11-13T22:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T22:57:06.036-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Somedays...</title><content type='html'>Seems like Monday has brought a black cloud to hang over several of our heads...so with that being said...here is a song to remember today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Story Of My Life&lt;br /&gt;performed by Smash Mouth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I get to the party, but I'm too late &lt;br /&gt;and I got stood up, on my very first date &lt;br /&gt;I listen to country, and everybody goes rock &lt;br /&gt;I get to the dance floor, that's when the music stops &lt;br /&gt;it doesn't matter what I do, I just can't seem to win &lt;br /&gt;but here I go again, and I say... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/1600/Photo%2034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/320/Photo%2034.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus] &lt;br /&gt;hey, that's the story of my life, I had a good plan but it didn't go right &lt;br /&gt;oh no, I'm overdrawn, I check my account and the money's all gone &lt;br /&gt;why me, I don't know what to think, I finally get aboard and the whole boat sinks &lt;br /&gt;seems to be the story of my life &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pick a slot machine, and lose it all again &lt;br /&gt;but when I walk away, someone else always wins &lt;br /&gt;she finally calls me, I forget my phone &lt;br /&gt;and when I'm starving, you know the kitchen's closed &lt;br /&gt;it doesn't matter what I try, it all ends up the same &lt;br /&gt;and here I go again, and I say... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus] &lt;br /&gt;hey, that's the story of my life, I had a good plan but it didn't go right &lt;br /&gt;oh no, I'm overdrawn, I check my account and the money's all gone &lt;br /&gt;why me, I don't know what to think, I finally get aboard and the whole boat sinks &lt;br /&gt;seems to be the story of my life &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just when it seems like it's turned around for me &lt;br /&gt;there's always something that ends up happening &lt;br /&gt;I found my car, but I can't find my keys &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get to the party a little too late &lt;br /&gt;and once again, the music starts to play &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus] &lt;br /&gt;hey, that's the story of my life, I had a good plan but it didn't go right &lt;br /&gt;oh no, I'm overdrawn, I check my account and the money's all gone &lt;br /&gt;why me, I don't know what to think, I finally get aboard and the whole boat sinks &lt;br /&gt;seems to be the story of my life &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the story of my life &lt;br /&gt;the story of my life &lt;br /&gt;that's the story of my life &lt;br /&gt;that's the story of my life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-116348022601576282?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/116348022601576282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=116348022601576282' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/116348022601576282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/116348022601576282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2006/11/somedays.html' title='Somedays...'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-116326109750612460</id><published>2006-11-11T09:18:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T10:04:57.536-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Freedom Isn't Free...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/1600/1020glflags.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/320/1020glflags.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to those that serve us everyday unwaivering...to those that served in the past, and to those that didn't come home.  We owe our freedom to you.  God Bless You and your families for your daily sacrifices....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN I AM GONE&lt;br /&gt;performed by 3 Doors Down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's another world inside of me that you may never see.&lt;br /&gt;There's secrets in this life that I can't hide.&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere in this darkness there's a life that I can't find.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's too far away or maybe I'm just blind, maybe I'm just blind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/1600/DM-SC-93-05252-lo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/320/DM-SC-93-05252-lo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hold me when I'm here right me when I'm wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Hold me when I'm scared and love me when I'm gone.&lt;br /&gt;Everything I am and everything in me&lt;br /&gt;Wants to be the one you wanted me to be.&lt;br /&gt;I'll never let you down even if I could.&lt;br /&gt;I'd give up everything if only for your good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hold me when I'm here right me when I'm wrong.&lt;br /&gt;You can hold me when I'm scared but you won't always be there,&lt;br /&gt;So love me when I'm gone, love me when I'm gone&lt;br /&gt;When your education x-ray cannot see under my skin.&lt;br /&gt;I won't tell you a damn thing that I could not tell my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/1600/Cockpit%20%28US%20Forces%20in%20Desert%20Storm%20DVIC%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/320/Cockpit%20%28US%20Forces%20in%20Desert%20Storm%20DVIC%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now roaming through this darkness I'm alive but I'm alone.&lt;br /&gt;Part of me is fighting this but part of me is gone.&lt;br /&gt;So hold me when I'm here right me when I'm wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Hold me when I'm scared and love me when I'm gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything I am and everything in me.&lt;br /&gt;Wants to be the one you wanted me to be,&lt;br /&gt;Ill never let you down even if I could.&lt;br /&gt;I'd give up everything if only for your good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hold me when I'm here right me when I'm wrong&lt;br /&gt;You can hold me when I'm scared, you won't always be there,&lt;br /&gt;So love me when I'm gone. &lt;br /&gt;(Maybe I'm just blind)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/1600/wallNrose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/320/wallNrose.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hold me when I'm here right me when I'm wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Hold me when I'm scared and love me when I'm gone.&lt;br /&gt;Everything I am and everything in me,&lt;br /&gt;Wants to be the one you wanted me to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll never let you down even if I could.&lt;br /&gt;I'd give up everything if only for your good.&lt;br /&gt;So hold me when I'm here right me when I'm wrong.&lt;br /&gt;You can hold me when I'm scared, you won't always be there.&lt;br /&gt;So love me when I'm gone, love me when I'm gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/1600/Cemetary1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/320/Cemetary1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-116326109750612460?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/116326109750612460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=116326109750612460' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/116326109750612460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/116326109750612460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2006/11/freedom-isnt-free_11.html' title='Freedom Isn&apos;t Free...'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-116285638366061900</id><published>2006-11-06T17:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T17:39:43.680-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreamin' of you...</title><content type='html'>“I think we dream so we don't have to be apart so long. If we're in each other's dreams, we can be together all the time.”&lt;br /&gt;~Calvin and Hobbes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/1600/Meinpink.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/320/Meinpink.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-116285638366061900?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/116285638366061900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=116285638366061900' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/116285638366061900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/116285638366061900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2006/11/dreamin-of-you.html' title='Dreamin&apos; of you...'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-116285284705582922</id><published>2006-11-06T16:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T16:40:47.073-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey Don't Worry...BE HAPPY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/1600/Photo%2011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/320/Photo%2011.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know this is my new philosophy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't Worry About A Thing&lt;br /&gt;performed by SheDaisy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever been misunderstood, misused, or misled&lt;br /&gt;Ever knocked on the sky &lt;br /&gt;and had it fall on your head&lt;br /&gt;well, don't worry 'bout it, don't worry&lt;br /&gt;Ever lost your luggage, your marbles, &lt;br /&gt;your house&lt;br /&gt;Or found yourself in bed with Uncle Sam or Mickey Mouse&lt;br /&gt;Ever been accused of murder on Music Row&lt;br /&gt;Or caught in morning traffic when you &lt;br /&gt;really gotta go - Oh no! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Life is funny, life's a mess&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes a curse, sometimes a blessing&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry 'bout a thing, don't worry 'bout it&lt;br /&gt;Life gets sticky, life can bruise&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you win sometimes your losing&lt;br /&gt;No matter what it brings&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry 'bout a thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever sat yourself down when the &lt;br /&gt;seat is all wet&lt;br /&gt;Or see your "ex" sucking face with &lt;br /&gt;a little brunette&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry 'bout it, no don't worry&lt;br /&gt;Ever lost your religion, ever lost your&lt;br /&gt;best friend&lt;br /&gt;Or found your last record in the bargain bin&lt;br /&gt;Or been stuck in a divorce like crazy glue&lt;br /&gt;Or scraped someone else's gum off the &lt;br /&gt;bottom of your shoe - Boo hoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/1600/Photo%2028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/320/Photo%2028.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Repeat Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah - Blah, Blah,&lt;br /&gt;Blah, Blah, Blah, - Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah, &lt;br /&gt;Blah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, don't worry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Bridge:]&lt;br /&gt;We all got a little junk in the trunk&lt;br /&gt;And when you're feelin' good as sunk&lt;br /&gt;Remember, everything will be just fine&lt;br /&gt;If I laugh at yours then you'll laugh at mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Repeat Chorus 2x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah - Blah, Blah,&lt;br /&gt;Blah, Blah, Blah, - Blah, Blah, Blah, Blah, &lt;br /&gt;Blah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, don't worry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life gets sticky, life can bruise&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you win sometimes your losing&lt;br /&gt;No matter what it brings&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry 'bout a thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(thank you very much)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-116285284705582922?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/116285284705582922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=116285284705582922' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/116285284705582922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/116285284705582922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2006/11/hey-dont-worrybe-happy.html' title='Hey Don&apos;t Worry...BE HAPPY'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-116272829583186060</id><published>2006-11-05T05:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T06:04:56.056-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Time goes by...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/1600/finalwoman2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/320/finalwoman2.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I am settling into the apartment, I wonder how in the hell I got to this point?  Somehow, at 39, I never would have seen this coming.  Yeah I miss the life I had with Neal but I knew we were both going in different directions in what we needed out of our marriage.  It wasn't fair to either one of us to hold on.  We are still friends and I guess that is how it is meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell, I feel like one of those damn corny soap operas where you see all the memories of the past flashing before you...(rolling my eyes)...this is what ya'll get for me being up at 5:30 am and posting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My advice is watch out for the lurking shit sandwich...HAHAHA....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pam&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-116272829583186060?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/116272829583186060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=116272829583186060' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/116272829583186060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/116272829583186060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2006/11/time-goes-by.html' title='Time goes by...'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-116156789642292731</id><published>2006-10-22T20:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T20:44:56.443-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Take Me As I Am...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/1600/Photo%2049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/320/Photo%2049.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAKE ME AS I AM&lt;br /&gt;performed by Mary J. Blige&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take Me As I Am Lyrics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 1:] &lt;br /&gt;She's been down and out &lt;br /&gt;She's been wrote about &lt;br /&gt;She's been talked about, constantly &lt;br /&gt;She's been up and down &lt;br /&gt;She's been pushed around &lt;br /&gt;But they held her down, NYC &lt;br /&gt;She has no regrets &lt;br /&gt;She accepts the past &lt;br /&gt;All these things they &lt;br /&gt;helped make to make she &lt;br /&gt;She's been lost and found &lt;br /&gt;And she's still around &lt;br /&gt;There's a reason for everything &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I've been holdin on. &lt;br /&gt;Try to make me weak, &lt;br /&gt;But I still stay strong. &lt;br /&gt;Put my life all up in these songs &lt;br /&gt;Jus so you can feel me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:] &lt;br /&gt;So take me as I am, &lt;br /&gt;or have nothing at all. &lt;br /&gt;Just take me as I am, &lt;br /&gt;or have nothing at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 2:] &lt;br /&gt;Now she's older now &lt;br /&gt;Yes, she's wiser now &lt;br /&gt;Can't disguise her now &lt;br /&gt;She don't need &lt;br /&gt;No one tellin her &lt;br /&gt;What to do and say &lt;br /&gt;No one tellin her &lt;br /&gt;Who to be &lt;br /&gt;She's on solid ground &lt;br /&gt;She's been lost and found &lt;br /&gt;Now, she answers to G-O-D &lt;br /&gt;And she's confident &lt;br /&gt;This is not the end &lt;br /&gt;Ask me how I know &lt;br /&gt;Cause she is me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I've been holdin on. &lt;br /&gt;Try to make me weak, &lt;br /&gt;But I still stay strong. &lt;br /&gt;Put my life all up in these songs &lt;br /&gt;Jus so you can feel me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:] &lt;br /&gt;So take me as I am, &lt;br /&gt;or have nothing at all. &lt;br /&gt;Just take me as I am, &lt;br /&gt;or have nothing at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Bridge: 2x] &lt;br /&gt;So it's all or nothing at all, &lt;br /&gt;All or nothing at all &lt;br /&gt;Don't you know I can only be me. &lt;br /&gt;(I can only be me, yeah) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:] &lt;br /&gt;So take me as I am, &lt;br /&gt;or have nothing at all. &lt;br /&gt;Just take me as I am, &lt;br /&gt;or have nothing at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take me as I am. &lt;br /&gt;Take me as I am. &lt;br /&gt;Said it's all or nothing at all &lt;br /&gt;Said it's all or nothing at all &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just take me as I am, &lt;br /&gt;or have nothing at all. (This is me) &lt;br /&gt;Just take me as I am, (take me as i am) &lt;br /&gt;or have nothing at all. &lt;br /&gt;Just take me as I am, (take me as i am) &lt;br /&gt;or have nothing, nothing at all. &lt;br /&gt;Take me as I am&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-116156789642292731?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/116156789642292731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=116156789642292731' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/116156789642292731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/116156789642292731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2006/10/take-me-as-i-am.html' title='Take Me As I Am...'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-116114585521273341</id><published>2006-10-17T23:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T23:30:55.213-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote of the day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/1600/Photo%2046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/320/Photo%2046.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Some days even my lucky rocketship underpants won't help!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Calvin and Hobbes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-116114585521273341?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/116114585521273341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=116114585521273341' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/116114585521273341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/116114585521273341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2006/10/quote-of-day.html' title='Quote of the day...'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-116114512627221247</id><published>2006-10-17T23:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T23:18:46.290-05:00</updated><title type='text'>An original poem by me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/1600/Photo%2042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/320/Photo%2042.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Roses are red, violets are blue....you're a dick!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, thank you very much:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-116114512627221247?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/116114512627221247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=116114512627221247' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/116114512627221247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/116114512627221247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2006/10/original-poem-by-me.html' title='An original poem by me...'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-116097063338512801</id><published>2006-10-15T22:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T22:50:33.413-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Something that works....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/1600/Photo%2013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/320/Photo%2013.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Try a little tenderness..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-116097063338512801?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/116097063338512801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=116097063338512801' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/116097063338512801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/116097063338512801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2006/10/something-that-works.html' title='Something that works....'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-116043943084085034</id><published>2006-10-09T19:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T19:17:10.886-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I want...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/1600/Photo%2018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/320/Photo%2018.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to dance with you in the rain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to memorize your smile...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want your laughter to always ring in my ears...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to lose myself in your eyes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be the one you turn to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want hold you til we are one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want your warmth to embrace me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want share secret smiles with you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to see you by candlelight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to hear you whisper in my ear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to know the secrets of your soul...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to come soon...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-116043943084085034?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/116043943084085034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=116043943084085034' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/116043943084085034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/116043943084085034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-want.html' title='I want...'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-116031925553199998</id><published>2006-10-08T09:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T19:25:06.616-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life or something like it...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/1600/Photo%2020.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/200/Photo%2020.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are always in a hurry to get to a destination where again we must wait...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are always too busy to listen to those that need to be heard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are always in rush to get through another day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We breeze through the seasons without seeing them change...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We take for granted the ones we love because they are always there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you becomes lip service...something that is said but not felt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passion is empty...contrived...put on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendships are left to collect dust in the pursuit of something called life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you really living life? Or just something like it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me...I plan on living it...embracing it...holding it close and savoring every second...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-116031925553199998?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/116031925553199998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=116031925553199998' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/116031925553199998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/116031925553199998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2006/10/life-or-something-like-it.html' title='Life or something like it...'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-115414874927777484</id><published>2006-07-28T23:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T23:52:29.300-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In search of the perfect tan...</title><content type='html'>Ok first let me give you this little disclaimer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am a redhead and have a peaches and cream complexion (aka whitest woman on the beach) that seems to allow me to blend into the sand on the beach when I dare to go...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to decided to be proactive this time...and TAN!...Well first I went to a tanning bed...the woman took one look at me...stared at me like I had 8 heads and then put on some sunglasses and said you can only stay 5 minutes each visit for the first week...I am like 5 minutes!!!! Well she relented however never removing those sunglasses and said 10 minutes but it is your red ass not mine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am like YEAH...I am doin' the strut thinkin' ohhh I will be tan in say about 30 days!!! woodayumhoo! So I go in for my piddly 10 minutes...what shades girl forgot to mention is the NEW bulbs...well 10 minutes to a near albino is like setting your toaster to 8 outta 10 settings...OMG!!!! I was so friggin' red...even my nipples ached and my NETHER REGIONS (YIKES)...As you can surmise, I didn't return back to the hell coffin with flourescent lights...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the hell coffin with flourescent lights, I decided to try something NEW and INNOVATITIVE...the delightfully cool and refreshing mystic tan.  Yes you too can step into the shower of color...which shockingly resembles a gas chamber...after you strip to your bday suit...and put on the attractive, complimentary shower cap, you must read ALL the instructions prior to gassing yourself...oops I mean tanning yourself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once the instruction MANUAL has been read, you must rub cream on your dry spots...I am thinking that could apply to lots of things...and have they been peeking?  You step into the chamber of oxygenless bliss...and close your eyes, face shower shockers of hell, hold your breath...but while all of this is going on they fail to mention the stuffage coming outta those shower heads is at Artic temps...so you open your mouth to scream your protest...and YEP!!! you guessed it...the magic tanning mist gets in your mouth, which then causes your eyes to fly open...as you gasp and hack for air...this all seems to be taking place slowly when in fact your life is passing before you in a matter of ten seconds as you spin around like you are on a friggin' rotisserie of death...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all that, I remained pale and pasty...with tan eyes...and tongue...NEXT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next I decided to try some of those much advertised self tanners...like most Americans I am all about simplicity...so I buy the spray kind....WARNING!!!!! NEVER do that...after you spray it on...a day or two later you begin to lose tan flakes...NOT a pretty site, unless the Michael Jackson look is ever IN...(I am still contemplating writing THAT company a strongly worded email...rolling my eyes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next I went for you run-of-the-mill lotion...BUT you should ALWAYS read what level of color you will get with the application...SHIT! Does burnt leather give you a good enough visual...SHITshitshitshitpussyfeathers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas...I come to the conclusion of the freakishly enthralling yet mysterious quest for the perfect tan...Jergens Natural Glow lotion....I am now the proud owner of my very own glowing skin that makes me appear kissed by the sun itself...and I don't flake, bake or ache...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am no longer the sand chameleon...(giggling)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW...most of this tale is true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy tanning! .....................................NOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lola&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-115414874927777484?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/115414874927777484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=115414874927777484' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/115414874927777484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/115414874927777484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2006/07/in-search-of-perfect-tan.html' title='In search of the perfect tan...'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-115236302512039247</id><published>2006-07-08T07:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T07:50:25.136-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Baccccccccccccccccckkkkkkkkkkkkkk!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/1600/coolcalvin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/320/coolcalvin.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GET DOWN TONIGHT&lt;br /&gt;sung by KC and the Sunshine Band&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby, babe let's get together&lt;br /&gt;honey, honey me and you,&lt;br /&gt;and do the things, oh, do the things&lt;br /&gt;that we like to do.&lt;br /&gt;oh, do a little dance, make a little love,&lt;br /&gt;get down tonight, get down tonight,&lt;br /&gt;do a little dance, make a little love,&lt;br /&gt;get down tonight, get down tonight&lt;br /&gt;baby, babe it's meet you same place,&lt;br /&gt;same time,where we can, oh, get together and&lt;br /&gt;ease up our mind&lt;br /&gt;oh, do a little dane, make a little love&lt;br /&gt;get down tonight, get down tonight&lt;br /&gt;do a little dance, make a little love,get down tonight, get down tonight, baby&lt;br /&gt;do a little dance, make a little love&lt;br /&gt;get down tonight, get down tonight&lt;br /&gt;do a little dance, make a little love&lt;br /&gt;get down tonight, get down tonight&lt;br /&gt;get down, get down, get down, get down&lt;br /&gt;get down tonight baby&lt;br /&gt;we wo wo wo wo wo wo wo&lt;br /&gt;get down, get down, get down, get down,&lt;br /&gt;get down tonight&lt;br /&gt;na na na na na na na na na na na&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-115236302512039247?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/115236302512039247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=115236302512039247' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/115236302512039247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/115236302512039247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-baccccccccccccccccckkkkkkkkkkkkkk.html' title='I&apos;m Baccccccccccccccccckkkkkkkkkkkkkk!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-114804723899621212</id><published>2006-05-19T08:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T09:00:39.013-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Think of me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/1600/kisses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/320/kisses.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~when the warmth of sun caresses your face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~when a gentle breeze whispers softly in your ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~when a shimmering raindrop falls from the sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~when the leaves rustle around you as you walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~when the stars shine above you in a midnight sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~when the fragrance of jasmine fills the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~when a rainbow brings promise from stormy skies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~when you see a bird soaring freely in the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~when you hear laughter spiraling through a room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~as you smell just a hint of my favorite perfume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I am not with you, I am truly everywhere...surrounding you with all my favorite things...think of me and I am there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-114804723899621212?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/114804723899621212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=114804723899621212' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/114804723899621212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/114804723899621212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2006/05/think-of-me.html' title='Think of me...'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-114669764763827503</id><published>2006-05-03T18:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T18:10:56.563-05:00</updated><title type='text'>UNBLOGGED!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/1600/methinking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/320/methinking.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, it has been a while since I have blogged...I have just had every BIT of creative juice sucked outta me (get your minds outta the gutter ya' freaks) with class and work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am on Hump Day thinking WTF?  Yep that is what I am thinkin'...don't you feel EVER so much better knowing that...???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is everybody?  You all never write, or call or send flowers...(Sigh)...hang on, I need to go to my dark place...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(SMIRK)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, cyber hugs and kisses to you all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lola&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-114669764763827503?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/114669764763827503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=114669764763827503' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/114669764763827503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/114669764763827503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2006/05/unblogged.html' title='UNBLOGGED!'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-114486336424118894</id><published>2006-04-12T12:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T16:19:28.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/1600/threestooges.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/400/threestooges.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You all know my life is always chaotic but I have to say that through all the chaos there has always been one consistent thing...my friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a "mini reunion" yesterday...it was great...here's to friendships that last...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/1600/MILFs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/200/MILFs.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT'S WHAT FRIENDS ARE FOR&lt;br /&gt;by Stevie Wonder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 1&lt;br /&gt;And I &lt;br /&gt;Never thought I'd feel this way&lt;br /&gt;And as far as I'm concerned I'm glad I got the chance to say&lt;br /&gt;That I do believe I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/1600/bras.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/200/bras.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if I should ever go away&lt;br /&gt;Well then close your eyes and try to feel the way we do today&lt;br /&gt;And than if you can't remember.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/1600/jen.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/200/jen.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;Keep smilin'&lt;br /&gt;Keep shinin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/1600/cherylandsuz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/200/cherylandsuz.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowin' you can always count on me &lt;br /&gt;for sure&lt;br /&gt;that's what friends are for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/1600/sleepy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/200/sleepy.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In good times&lt;br /&gt;And bad times&lt;br /&gt;I'll be on your side forever more&lt;br /&gt;That's what friends are for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/1600/diane.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/200/diane.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 2&lt;br /&gt;Well you came and open me&lt;br /&gt;And now there's so much more I see&lt;br /&gt;And so by the way I thank you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/1600/theshocker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/200/theshocker.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh and then &lt;br /&gt;For the times when we're apart&lt;br /&gt;Well just close your eyes and know&lt;br /&gt;These words are comming from my heart&lt;br /&gt;And then if you can't remember....Ohhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/1600/Steve.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/200/Steve.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/1600/Lisa_Bubbles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/200/Lisa_Bubbles.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep smilin'&lt;br /&gt;Keep shinin'&lt;br /&gt;Knowin' you can always count on me &lt;br /&gt;for sure&lt;br /&gt;that's what friends are for&lt;br /&gt;In good times&lt;br /&gt;And bad times&lt;br /&gt;I'll be on your side forever more&lt;br /&gt;That's what friends are for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/1600/kelandjen.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/200/kelandjen.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep smilin'&lt;br /&gt;Keep shinin'&lt;br /&gt;Knowin' you can always count on me &lt;br /&gt;for sure&lt;br /&gt;that's what friends are for&lt;br /&gt;In good times&lt;br /&gt;And bad times&lt;br /&gt;I'll be on your side forever more&lt;br /&gt;That's what friends are for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/1600/IM000806.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/200/IM000806.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep smilin'&lt;br /&gt;Keep shinin'&lt;br /&gt;Knowin' you can always count on me &lt;br /&gt;for sure&lt;br /&gt;that's what friends are for&lt;br /&gt;In good times&lt;br /&gt;And bad times&lt;br /&gt;I'll be on your side forever more&lt;br /&gt;That's what friends are for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/1600/samandkelgiggle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/200/samandkelgiggle.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Stevie talking)&lt;br /&gt;Mmmhmm thats what friends are for mmmhmm yea &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/1600/braheads.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/200/braheads.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dedicated to my crazy friends that help me keep it together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/1600/pamsamandkelinbed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/200/pamsamandkelinbed.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-114486336424118894?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/114486336424118894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=114486336424118894' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/114486336424118894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/114486336424118894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2006/04/friends.html' title='Friends...'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-114378893635167420</id><published>2006-03-31T00:30:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T01:08:56.376-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Countdown is on....11 more days!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/1600/flower%20in%20the%20rain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/400/flower%20in%20the%20rain.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well all, D-Day (Devil Day) will be here in 11 days, April 10th to be exact.  Am I looking forward to it?  No, I am not...but you know, I am dealing.  My brother helped me through alot of this when I got divorced and the best advice he ever gave me was to "Never let them see you scared or cry!" AND the best revenge of all is to live well and be happy!  I got all that covered I am glad to say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Messina Jo Dee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring On The Rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by N/A&lt;br /&gt;Another day has almost come and gone&lt;br /&gt;Can't imagine what else could go wrong&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I'd like to hide away&lt;br /&gt;somewhere and lock the door&lt;br /&gt;A single battle lost but not the war ('cause)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's another day&lt;br /&gt;And I'm thirsty anway&lt;br /&gt;So bring on the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its almost like the hard times circle 'round&lt;br /&gt;A couple drops and they all start coming down&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I might feel defeated,&lt;br /&gt;And I might hang my head&lt;br /&gt;I might be barely breathing -&lt;br /&gt;but I'm not dead (no, cause')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's another day&lt;br /&gt;And I'm thirsty anyway&lt;br /&gt;So bring on the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No I'm not gonna let it get me down,&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna cry&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not gonna lose any sleep tonight ('cause)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's another day&lt;br /&gt;And I am not affraid&lt;br /&gt;So bring on the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrows another day&lt;br /&gt;And I'm thirsty anyway&lt;br /&gt;So bring on the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Bring on, Bring on the rain)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No I'm not gonna let it get me down&lt;br /&gt;No I'm not gonna cry&lt;br /&gt;So bring on the rain....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So bring on D-Day, the gloves are off, I am ready...and just when you think you got me figured out, I'm gonna change...Bring on that rain dammit!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-114378893635167420?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/114378893635167420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=114378893635167420' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/114378893635167420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/114378893635167420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2006/03/countdown-is-on11-more-days_31.html' title='The Countdown is on....11 more days!!!'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-114321075979163938</id><published>2006-03-24T08:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T08:32:39.823-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Here with me.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/1600/mewithupdo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/400/mewithupdo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Here With Me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't hear you leave&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how am I still here&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want to move a thing &lt;br /&gt;It might change my memory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;Oh I am what I am &lt;br /&gt;I'll do what I want &lt;br /&gt;But I can't hide&lt;br /&gt;I won't go &lt;br /&gt;I won't sleep &lt;br /&gt;I can't breathe &lt;br /&gt;Until you're resting here with me&lt;br /&gt;I won't leave &lt;br /&gt;I can't hide &lt;br /&gt;I cannot be &lt;br /&gt;Until you're resting here with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to call my friends &lt;br /&gt;They might wake me from this dream&lt;br /&gt;And I can't leave this bed&lt;br /&gt;Risk forgetting all that's been&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ www.azlyrics.com ]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-114321075979163938?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/114321075979163938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=114321075979163938' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/114321075979163938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/114321075979163938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2006/03/here-with-me.html' title='Here with me.....'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-114316044553226052</id><published>2006-03-23T18:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T18:35:33.886-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What Lola hates...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/1600/happybunnynaked.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/400/happybunnynaked.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...I stole this from Kelly's blog...(aka the keeper of sanity)...so here are the things according to google I hate:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Lola hates partying.  Where DO they get this stuff...OMG someone needs to lay off the hooch or share!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Lola hates being surrounded by many people.  Well this is a bit on the true side, I like smaller more "intimate" gatherings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Lola hates the P word.  Hmmm maybe I do, and maybe I don't...(wink)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Lola hates it when I just talk in general...Yeah I cause all I hear is blah blah blah...get to the "meat" of the story! (evil smirk)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  Lola hates me because I am more mexican than her.  As much Mexican food as I consume, I should get the dang key to Mexico and have my name changed to Consuela Lopez Martinez Sanchez Bananahammock...I'm just sayin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  Lola hates Seinfeld.  Well that is a bit harsh...I just am annoyed that it is a show about nothing...almost mirrors my life dammit AND he is getting paid for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  Lola hates the negative energies one may bring to work.  Yeah damn skippy keep your unhappy ass to yourself or I got a voodoo doll with your name on it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  Lola hates a coward.  Who doesn't?  There is only room for one scaredy cat so get the hell outta my hiding place...k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.  Lola hates her jumping on him...Yeah why does "her" get all the action?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Lola hates doing the Kung Fu...she prefers the Pammy Fu any day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was kinda fun...so just DO IT already!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-114316044553226052?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/114316044553226052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=114316044553226052' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/114316044553226052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/114316044553226052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2006/03/what-lola-hates.html' title='What Lola hates...'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-114307904248907930</id><published>2006-03-22T19:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T20:00:21.350-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Weeks that make you go WTF?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/1600/bitchslap.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/320/bitchslap.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it has been a hell of a long week...already! I worked til 9:00 pm last nite...you know when you get there at 8:00 am in the morning, all the fun that can be had happens by noon in my book because after that I am up to my ass in alligators that are starvin' to damn death, drooling over my nice plump dumpling azz...so I have no time to deal with any f#cktards servin' me up a shit sandwich for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I had the fortune of talking to every wanna be stand up comedian (aka smart ass) yesterday and I am just sayin' to them "don't quit your day jobs" and you are lucky you made your unsolicited innuendos via the phone or ya might have gotten bitch slapped (ok maybe not but I might have pulled out my voodoo kit, skipped the pins and gone straight for the scissors).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My car was one of the last ones in the parking lot (where at least 1,500 people work). So I came to the realization that I work with a bunch of SLACKERS (giggling) and they surely could learn a thing or two from my "shining" example. (Bite me! This is my blog and I can say whatever I wanna)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here's to Friday and it can't get here too soon for me!I will surely be on my way to Margaritaville...singin' "Why don't we get drunk and screw?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pam&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-114307904248907930?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/114307904248907930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=114307904248907930' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/114307904248907930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/114307904248907930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2006/03/weeks-that-make-you-go-wtf.html' title='Weeks that make you go WTF?'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-114307444935407656</id><published>2006-03-22T18:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T18:40:49.380-06:00</updated><title type='text'>ME ME ME ME oh and ME!!!</title><content type='html'>Ok I swiped this from Suthnuh too...Google your name + "wants" (e.g. "Bob wants") and post the first ten (or at least the first ten really interesting ones). It's like the "X needs..." It goes somethin' like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pam wants to be chased. Ummm well it depends on by who?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pam wants her pooch to be immortal. Hmmm now that IS a bit odd...so we will move right along...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pam wants you to make March meatless. heehee..well if I ain't gettin' any, why should anyone else? Oh WAIT! we were talkin' about vegetarian's MY BAD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pam wants to do 30 things. Hmmm and they are all listed in the pages of the karma sutra...(ahemmmm adjusting my halo...hang on a sec!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pam wants perks. Well Hell YEAH I do...lots and lots of them see the above "want"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pam wants to know if the grasshopper comes with the cup. Ewwwww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pam wants a username. Make it somethin' naughty...giggling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pam wants people to know it is ok to be angry...as long as it isn't at her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pam wants someone to treat her like a princess, loving, warm and romantic. I really liked this one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pam wants bust removed! Uhhhh NO I DON'T...I will keep what lil I have thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pam wants a call first...is that like a booty call?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pam wants you to think she is this talented. Nahhh Pam wants you to KNOW she is talented...reference the karma sutra comment (evil gleam in my eyes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pam wants the ladies to follow their "inner slut" I think all the MILFs have been there and done that...ohhh AND got the T-shirt LMFAO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pam wants to be your friend. Yes I sure do...cause I love ya'll...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Hump Day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-114307444935407656?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/114307444935407656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=114307444935407656' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/114307444935407656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/114307444935407656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2006/03/me-me-me-me-oh-and-me.html' title='ME ME ME ME oh and ME!!!'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-114286038386840663</id><published>2006-03-20T07:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T07:13:31.966-06:00</updated><title type='text'>One word...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/1600/IM000515.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/320/IM000515.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, if you could use only one word to describe yourself, what would it be?  This is harder than you think...mine would be "quirky" I think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-114286038386840663?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/114286038386840663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=114286038386840663' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/114286038386840663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/114286038386840663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2006/03/one-word.html' title='One word...'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-114270047011016982</id><published>2006-03-18T10:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T12:30:04.843-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking back on a Saturday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/1600/mar2105.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/320/mar2105.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm Moving On"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've dealt with my ghosts and I've faced all my demons&lt;br /&gt;Finally content with a past I regret&lt;br /&gt;I've found you find strength in your moments of weakness&lt;br /&gt;For once I'm at peace with myself&lt;br /&gt;I've been burdened with blame, trapped in the past for too long&lt;br /&gt;I'm movin' on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've lived in this place and I know all the faces&lt;br /&gt;Each one is different but they're always the same&lt;br /&gt;They mean me no harm but it's time that I face it&lt;br /&gt;They'll never allow me to change&lt;br /&gt;But I never dreamed home would end up where I don't belong&lt;br /&gt;I'm movin' on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm movin' on&lt;br /&gt;At last I can see life has been patiently waiting for me&lt;br /&gt;And I know there's no guarantees, but I'm not alone&lt;br /&gt;There comes a time in everyone's life&lt;br /&gt;When all you can see are the years passing by&lt;br /&gt;And I have made up my mind that those days are gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sold what I could and packed what I couldn't&lt;br /&gt;Stopped to fill up on my way out of town&lt;br /&gt;I've loved like I should but lived like I shouldn't&lt;br /&gt;I had to lose everything to find out&lt;br /&gt;Maybe forgiveness will find me somewhere down this road&lt;br /&gt;I'm movin' on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm movin' on&lt;br /&gt;I'm movin' on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Thanks to CTCowgurl@aol.com for these lyrics]&lt;br /&gt;[Thanks to cahpresrange@aol.com for correcting these lyrics]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has a way of throwing us curves...but it is how we handle the curves that defines who we are...and where we are heading...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good weekend...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-114270047011016982?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/114270047011016982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=114270047011016982' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/114270047011016982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/114270047011016982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2006/03/looking-back-on-saturday.html' title='Looking back on a Saturday...'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-114263565174796523</id><published>2006-03-17T16:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T16:47:32.163-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy St. Patrick's Day from...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/1600/Leprechaun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/320/Leprechaun.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world's tallest Leprechaun!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-114263565174796523?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/114263565174796523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=114263565174796523' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/114263565174796523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/114263565174796523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2006/03/happy-st-patricks-day-from.html' title='Happy St. Patrick&apos;s Day from...'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-114248002085798456</id><published>2006-03-15T21:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T21:33:41.266-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you know me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DEDEDE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Fierce Femme&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#F4F4F4"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.yournewromance.com/howdaringareyouquiz/fierce-femme.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a wild side, and you aren't afraid to bring it out when the time is right.&lt;br /&gt;But you also know when to hang back and keep your "crazy chick" persona in check.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, some of your friends may be surprised to find out how far you can take it...&lt;br /&gt;You may look mild mannered, but it's all an act!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/howdaringareyouquiz/"&gt;How Daring Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-114248002085798456?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/114248002085798456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=114248002085798456' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/114248002085798456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/114248002085798456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2006/03/do-you-know-me.html' title='Do you know me?'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-114220466147702725</id><published>2006-03-12T16:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T17:04:21.653-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored on a Sunday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/1600/sillymonkey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/320/sillymonkey.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I got this of Siren's blog and decided to answer it for shits and giggles...it will probably be more than you would ever want to know...but too bad...it's my blog and I can reveal if I want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) On a scale of 1-10, how modest are you?&lt;br /&gt;I guess I am fairly modest depending on who I am with...however, with that being said, if I am comfortable with you...LOOKOUT!  Consider yourself warned!;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Have you ever had sex while you or your partner was tied up?&lt;br /&gt;No can't say that I have.  I am not about being unable to move...I like to let my fingers do the walkin' so this probably wouldn't work with me unless maybe silk scarves were used;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) What is your greatest strength? Weakness?&lt;br /&gt;I have been told my greatest strength is my sense of humor.  Biggest weakness it is hard for me to let other people help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Have you ever gone to a motel for the sole purpose of having sex?&lt;br /&gt;HELL YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Have you ever had sex in the snow? Rain?&lt;br /&gt;No.  But I do have a fantasy about being in the rain...(smirk)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonus (as in "optional"): Have you ever stuffed your bra if you are female, or stuffed your pants if you are male?&lt;br /&gt;No.  When I was younger (yes much younger) my dad always reassured me if they itched that meant the were growing...I am now officially throwing down the bullshit flag on that one!  It just means your boobs were sweaty in your bra (uuuughhh)...'sides I didn't want to be a human kleenex box.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-114220466147702725?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/114220466147702725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=114220466147702725' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/114220466147702725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/114220466147702725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2006/03/bored-on-sunday.html' title='Bored on a Sunday...'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-114211575098576584</id><published>2006-03-11T16:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T16:22:47.833-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Who would have thunk it?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#fff8c2;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Love Life Secrets Are&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffce3"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/yourlovelifesecretsrevealedquiz/love.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Looking back on your life, you will have a few true loves.&lt;br /&gt;You're a little scarred from your past relationships, but who isn't?&lt;br /&gt;You expect a lot from your lover - you want the full package. You tend to be very picky.&lt;br /&gt;In fights, you are able to walk away and calm down. You are able to weather the storm.&lt;br /&gt;A break-up usually comes as a shock to you. You always think things are going well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Your&lt;/a&gt; Love Life Secrets, Revealed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-114211575098576584?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/114211575098576584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=114211575098576584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/114211575098576584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/114211575098576584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2006/03/who-would-have-thunk-it.html' title='Who would have thunk it?'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-114202803527432677</id><published>2006-03-10T15:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T16:00:59.853-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Words...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/1600/spankmonkey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/400/spankmonkey.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ok today I decided we should post about words that sound naughty/dirty but aren't...My naughty word is kumquat...What's yours? &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/16872340-114202803527432677?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/114202803527432677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=114202803527432677' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/114202803527432677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/114202803527432677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2006/03/words.html' title='Words...'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-114187352321907650</id><published>2006-03-08T21:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T21:05:23.270-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ohhhh Whatever!!!!</title><content type='html'>Dayuuuummmm!!! It is almost like they know me or someDAMNthing...this kinda freaked me out!!! But hell it is kinda funny...it doesn't take much to amuse me at this point!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;The Movie Of Your Life Is A Black Comedy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/ifyourlifewasamoviewhatgenrewoulditbequiz/black-comedy.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your life, things are so twisted that you just have to laugh.&lt;br /&gt;You may end up insane, but you'll have fun on the way to the asylum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your best movie matches: Being John Malkovich, The Royal Tenenbaums, American Psycho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/ifyourlifewasamoviewhatgenrewoulditbequiz/"&gt;If Your Life Was a Movie, What Genre Would It Be?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-114187352321907650?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/114187352321907650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=114187352321907650' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/114187352321907650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/114187352321907650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2006/03/ohhhh-whatever.html' title='Ohhhh Whatever!!!!'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-114153454802123677</id><published>2006-03-04T22:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T22:55:48.043-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lessons I have learned...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/1600/phoenixflame.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/400/phoenixflame.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I sit here quietly reflecting the last post I made here, I think about roads I have taken, missed opportunities, tears shed, unspoken words or words spoken in haste, but mostly I still think I am blessed. Although all the lessons I have learned have not come without sacrifice and hardship, I survived it, can laugh about it and know that I am that much stronger...I found this song and really liked it so I thought I would share it with you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lessons Learned&lt;br /&gt;(Words &amp;amp; Music by Diane Warren)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's some things that I regret&lt;br /&gt;Some words I wish had gone unsaid&lt;br /&gt;Some starts that had some better endings&lt;br /&gt;Been some bad times I've been through&lt;br /&gt;Damage I could not undo&lt;br /&gt;Some things I wish I could do all all over again&lt;br /&gt;But it don't really matter&lt;br /&gt;When life gets that much harder&lt;br /&gt;It makes you that much stronger, oh&lt;br /&gt;Some pages turned, some bridges burned&lt;br /&gt;But there were lessons learned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From every tear that had to fall from my eyes&lt;br /&gt;From every day I wondered how I'd get through the night&lt;br /&gt;From every change life has thrown me&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for every break in my heart&lt;br /&gt;I'm grateful for every scar&lt;br /&gt;Some pages turned, some bridges burned&lt;br /&gt;But there were lessons learned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's mistakes that I have made&lt;br /&gt;Some chances I just threw away&lt;br /&gt;Some roads I never should've taken&lt;br /&gt;Been some signs I didn't see&lt;br /&gt;Hearts that I hurt needlessly&lt;br /&gt;Some wounds that I wish I could have one more chance to mend&lt;br /&gt;But it don't make no difference&lt;br /&gt;The past can't be re-written&lt;br /&gt;You get the life you're given, oh&lt;br /&gt;Some pages turned, some bridges burned&lt;br /&gt;But there were lessons learned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From every tear that had to fall from my eyes&lt;br /&gt;From every day I wondered how I'd get through the night&lt;br /&gt;From every change life has thrown me&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for every breath in my heart&lt;br /&gt;I'm grateful for every scar&lt;br /&gt;Some pages turned, some bridges burned&lt;br /&gt;But there were lessons learned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all the things that break you&lt;br /&gt;Are all the things that make you strong&lt;br /&gt;You can't change the past coz it's gone&lt;br /&gt;And you gotta just move on&lt;br /&gt;It's all lessons learned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge with new changes:&lt;br /&gt;and all the things that break you&lt;br /&gt;Are all the things that make you strong&lt;br /&gt;You can't change the past cuz it's gone&lt;br /&gt;You just gotta move on&lt;br /&gt;Because it's all lessons learned&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-114153454802123677?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/114153454802123677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=114153454802123677' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/114153454802123677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/114153454802123677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2006/03/lessons-i-have-learned.html' title='Lessons I have learned...'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-114148931255431407</id><published>2006-03-04T09:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T10:21:52.616-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Meeting up with my past....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/1600/serenityangel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/400/serenityangel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this week has been hard on me guys. My ex who I will refer to as Satan from now on has taken it upon himself to become what I will term as a jailhouse lawyer. He has spent all his pathetic time in the law library laboring over how he can stick it to the man (and I guess in this case I am the man so to speak).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He thinks he has a copyright on his name and has decided that from all our legal proceedings to count up how many times I have used his name, which by the way, is a $500,000 fine per infraction. (oh stop laughing I am serious). So I now owe him, $1,147,500,000.00. I have received two legal packages from him within 2 weeks, the first one graciously gave me 72 hours to respond and since I didn't (imagine that) he sent a second one granting me 11 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satan has said I am breach of our divorce contract, and should hand over my daughter to him basically. He has named Neal in one of the documents and brought my mother into it as well siting that I am not her real daughter but her adopted daughter. This first package was approximately 128 pages and the second was about 50. I realize what these documents are for but I can tell you all honestly I am not relishing his release in 6 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have eaten a lot of shit sandwiches thanks to him. I truly believe that only through the grace of GOD and my friends I was able to swallow and not choke (laughing).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worry for my daughter's sake, she has had such a peaceful existance these last 3 years...I worry that my mom is getting more paranoid as each day passes but I can gladly report I remain unafraid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am surrounded by strong, supportive friendships and a crazy family that when the going gets tough they do stick together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am asking that ya'll say a lil prayer here and there for us as the times are going to get trying. I am also starting back to school Tuesday...keep us in your prayers, know that if I am not around that I am thinking of you all and all the good times we have had...and they help me keep a smile on my face...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love all of you and we need to get together soon...I could sure use some Jello Shots!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pam&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-114148931255431407?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/114148931255431407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=114148931255431407' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/114148931255431407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/114148931255431407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2006/03/meeting-up-with-my-past.html' title='Meeting up with my past....'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-114136365934751689</id><published>2006-03-02T23:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T23:27:39.366-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Hidden Talent...</title><content type='html'>You know I kind of cringed when the answer popped up...I have decided this was a very nice way of calling me a shit disturber...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#B9D3EE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Hidden Talent&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#C6E2FF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourhiddentalentquiz/volcano.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the natural talent of rocking the boat, thwarting the system.&lt;br /&gt;And while this may not seem big, it can be.&lt;br /&gt;It's people like you who serve as the catalysts to major cultural changes.&lt;br /&gt;You're just a bit behind the scenes, so no one really notices.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourhiddentalentquiz/"&gt;What's Your Hidden Talent?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-114136365934751689?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/114136365934751689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=114136365934751689' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/114136365934751689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/114136365934751689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-hidden-talent.html' title='My Hidden Talent...'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-114118426167461820</id><published>2006-02-28T21:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T21:37:41.700-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Today was just like Monday ALL over!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/1600/watterson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/400/watterson.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a whydidIevengetouttathebeddays!  So I am goin' to my ole pal Calvin for inspiration...I just love him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesdays don't start much worse than this.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's not denial. I'm just selective about the reality I accept&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-114118426167461820?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/114118426167461820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=114118426167461820' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/114118426167461820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/114118426167461820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2006/02/today-was-just-like-monday-all-over.html' title='Today was just like Monday ALL over!!!'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-114108697283116894</id><published>2006-02-27T18:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T18:36:12.850-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Calvin and Hobbes Quote of the Day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/1600/faces.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/400/faces.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love this one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate being good (or trying to fake it).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-114108697283116894?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/114108697283116894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=114108697283116894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/114108697283116894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/114108697283116894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2006/02/calvin-and-hobbes-quote-of-day.html' title='Calvin and Hobbes Quote of the Day...'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-114108549506676999</id><published>2006-02-27T18:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T18:11:35.086-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Inner Souls...</title><content type='html'>Lately I have had a pretty full plate and have been doing some self reflecting...I think several of you have been there or are there...Lately, I have felt a lil lost in the chaos so I am taking a deep breath, confronting my inner monkeys, spanking them and moving on...so here is a peek at what the inner me is all about...is is right?  You be the judge...peace and love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Newborn Soul&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofsoulareyouquiz/newborn-soul.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are tolerant, accepting, and willing to give anyone a chance.&lt;br /&gt;On the flip side, you're easy to read and easily influenced by others.&lt;br /&gt;You have a fresh perspective on life, and you can be very creative.&lt;br /&gt;Noconformist and nontraditional, you've never met anyone who's like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inventive and artistic, you like to be a trendsetter.&lt;br /&gt;You have an upbeat spirit and you like almost everything.&lt;br /&gt;You make friends easily and often have long standing friendships.&lt;br /&gt;Implusive and trusting, you fall in love a little too easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Souls you are most compatible with: Bright Star Soul and Dreaming Soul&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofsoulareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Soul Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-114108549506676999?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/114108549506676999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=114108549506676999' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/114108549506676999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/114108549506676999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2006/02/inner-souls.html' title='Inner Souls...'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-114080067001214252</id><published>2006-02-24T11:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T11:04:30.033-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I am back!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/1600/meinblue2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/320/meinblue2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has been keeping me away from blogging.  Something that I really enjoy doing...hugs to all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-114080067001214252?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/114080067001214252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=114080067001214252' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/114080067001214252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/114080067001214252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-am-back.html' title='I am back!!!'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-113976137894739822</id><published>2006-02-12T10:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T10:22:58.970-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Day Count Down!!!!!!!!! What Kind of Seducer are YOU?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Seduction Style: Sweet Talker&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofseducerareyouquiz/sweet-talker.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your seduction technique can be summed up with "charm"&lt;br /&gt;You know that if you have the chance to talk to someone...&lt;br /&gt;Well, you won't be talking for long! ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're great at telling potential lovers what they want to hear.&lt;br /&gt;Partially, because you're a great reflective listener and good at complementing.&lt;br /&gt;The other part of your formula? Focusing your conversation completely on the other person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your "sweet talking" ways have taken you far in romance - and in life.&lt;br /&gt;You can finess your way through any difficult situation, with a smile on your face.&lt;br /&gt;Speeding tickets, job interviews... bring it on! You truly live a *charmed life*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofseducerareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Seducer Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-113976137894739822?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/113976137894739822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=113976137894739822' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/113976137894739822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/113976137894739822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2006/02/valentines-day-count-down-what-kind-of.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Day Count Down!!!!!!!!! What Kind of Seducer are YOU?'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-113907114873069039</id><published>2006-02-04T10:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T10:39:08.750-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Inner Child Quiz...oh lord</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Inner Child Is Naughty&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howisyourinnerchildquiz/naughty.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a child, you tend to discount social rules.&lt;br /&gt;It's just too much fun to break the rules!&lt;br /&gt;You love trouble - and it seems that trouble loves you.&lt;br /&gt;And no matter what, you refuse to grow up!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howisyourinnerchildquiz/"&gt;How Is Your Inner Child?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-113907114873069039?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/113907114873069039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=113907114873069039' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/113907114873069039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/113907114873069039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2006/02/inner-child-quizoh-lord.html' title='Inner Child Quiz...oh lord'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-113907058564250921</id><published>2006-02-04T10:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T10:29:58.510-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What 2005 Song are you?</title><content type='html'>This is so on the money...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #dddddd" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your 2005 Song Is&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whathitsongof2005areyouquiz/hung-up.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a" offerid="99176.467947971&amp;type=" subid=""&gt;Hung'&gt;http://click.linksynergy.com/fs-bin/click?id=CkIfgYlVpZA&amp;amp;amp;offerid=99176.467947971&amp;type=10&amp;amp;subid="&gt;Hung&lt;/a&gt; Up&lt;/a&gt; by Madonna&lt;br /&gt;"Every little thing that you say or doI'm hung upI'm hung up on you"&lt;br /&gt;You'll be rockin' in the New Year in your croch-o-tard!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Hit Song of 2005 Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-113907058564250921?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/113907058564250921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=113907058564250921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/113907058564250921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/113907058564250921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2006/02/what-2005-song-are-you.html' title='What 2005 Song are you?'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-113858750983914478</id><published>2006-01-29T20:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T20:17:37.970-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiz I got from my friend Wendy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What sex dessert are you? *PICS*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.myyearbook.com/zenhex/images/quiz3/10683/res4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;chocolate sauce&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;you like it on top...u like is sweet, but rough...you kinky SON OF A BITCH BASTARD!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;by myYearbook.com -- the World's Biggest Yearbook!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-113858750983914478?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/113858750983914478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=113858750983914478' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/113858750983914478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/113858750983914478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2006/01/quiz-i-got-from-my-friend-wendy.html' title='Quiz I got from my friend Wendy...'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-113858643415604599</id><published>2006-01-29T19:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T20:00:34.440-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Days gone by...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/1600/EDDIEAND-00AA1-poster_full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/400/EDDIEAND-00AA1-poster_full.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just was listening to WZYP this weekend. They play 80's music on Fridays...and I heard the song Darkside from the movie Eddie and The Cruisers (a secret fav of mine)...brought back lots of fun memories of the 80's...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beaver Brown Band - On The Dark Side Lyrics Written and originally performed by John Cafferty &amp;amp; The Beaver&lt;br /&gt;Brown Band&lt;br /&gt;A #7 Top 40 hit from 1984&lt;br /&gt;Song was used in the movie Eddie and the Cruisers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dark side's callin' now, nothin' is real&lt;br /&gt;She'll never know just how I feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From out of the shadows she walks like a dream&lt;br /&gt;Makes me feel crazy, makes me feel so mean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain't nothin' gonna save you from a love that's blind&lt;br /&gt;When you slip to the dark side you cross that line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the dark side, oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;On the dark side, oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;Repeat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my personal fav from the movie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beaver Brown Band - Tender Years Lyrics When the moon hung soft and low,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catchin' stardust in the light&lt;br /&gt;You held me closer and closer&lt;br /&gt;There was magic in the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sweet love song, a melody&lt;br /&gt;that I still can recall&lt;br /&gt;Two young hearts filled with dreams&lt;br /&gt;To walk away with it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, whoa tender years&lt;br /&gt;Won't you wash away my tears&lt;br /&gt;How I wish you were here&lt;br /&gt;Please don't go, tender years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A summer love, a beach romance&lt;br /&gt;Sought her kisses in the sand&lt;br /&gt;Two young hearts filled with fire&lt;br /&gt;Lost in never-neverland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, whoa tender years&lt;br /&gt;Won't you wash away my tears&lt;br /&gt;How I wish you were here&lt;br /&gt;Please don't go, tender years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope this brought back some good memories for ya'll that watched this movie...if you didn't it was a pretty good movie and I recommend it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-113858643415604599?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/113858643415604599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=113858643415604599' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/113858643415604599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/113858643415604599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2006/01/days-gone-by.html' title='Days gone by...'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-113785366307938715</id><published>2006-01-21T08:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T08:27:43.116-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Away from my blog for awhile</title><content type='html'>Well, it has been a while. About 2 weeks ago, I got a call in the middle of the night from my mom fearing she was having a heart attack. So, I only 10 minutes from her (for this reason), I hopped in my car and was on my way over there when I saw the EMTs also on the way to her house. I knew she must really be freaked to have dialed 911.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An ambulance from Hsv Hospital came and got her and I was to follow behind once I locked up etc. I usually don't call anyone in the family until I am sure what is going on but this did appear to be serious...all the same symptoms as when she had her last heart attack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called my sister first since she lives about the same distance from mom as I do. Of course, no answer. I called 4 more times and left a voice message and then I stopped at her place on the way...she finally came to the door and was like ok...and closed the door on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then tried my brother who lives 45 minutes away. I got no answer at all which is odd since their answering machine usually picks up...so I went on to the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got there they wouldn't let me go back right away so I had to sit in the waiting room and wait...Do you know, there are some freaky people in the hospital at 2:00 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally went up to the desk and they were going to let me go back when my sister showed up! I was shocked...she even stayed with me the whole night! I have never had anyone sit up there with me before. It was nice actually to have the company as mom was hopped up on demerol and either talkin' smack or sleepin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom wound up stayin in the emergency room until 4:00 pm the next day because the hospital didn't have any beds available! (I am thinkin' damn this would be a good place for a hospital or something)...they had 27 people waiting for beds! Well, during this wait, I told my sister we should get some rest (this was around 9:00 am) and come back later as mom was sleeping. So we got breakfast and headed home...I tried to sleep but didn't do a great job of it...for some reason I can never sleep well during the day...not much of a napper. At this point, I tried my brother again and finally got through...they had left their computer up all night with the internet running so their phone just rang and rang...they told me they would be up to see her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see this is beginning to look like an epic poem or something...so to make the short of this....I got a good dose of family! I have an 82 year old aunt who cannot drive that my mom takes shopping....of course, she is sick with a cold and wants someone to go to the store for her. My brother says he will but he isn't sure when, so I ask my sister and hell you would think I asked her to pay off my car or something...she is just too busy...and she claimed my aunt has a support system at the building she lives in...I am like WTF....a bunch of elderly people that can't drive!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No ONE came to stay with my mom over the weekend...she got a call from my brother but no one came...hell my sister didn't call til Monday and she had already gotten home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to cancel my trip to Atlanta I had been planning for 2 months...and I guess what gripes me is that was ok with them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was told I worry too much...but you know one minute someone you love is here and the next they are gone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I am done bitching...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-113785366307938715?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/113785366307938715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=113785366307938715' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/113785366307938715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/113785366307938715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2006/01/away-from-my-blog-for-awhile.html' title='Away from my blog for awhile'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-113673443463855786</id><published>2006-01-08T09:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T09:33:54.656-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Golden Girl Quiz</title><content type='html'>Ok,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took this quiz...and why do I gotta be Rose? Dammitall...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shemadethis.com/gg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="196" alt="Sophia Petrillo" src="http://www.shemadethis.com/gg/sophia.gif" width="238" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shemadethis.com/gg" target="_blank"&gt;Which Golden Girl Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-113673443463855786?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/113673443463855786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=113673443463855786' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I have ticklish feet...(wet your pants ticklish)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I am addicted to Buffy the Vampire Slayer reruns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I can be rendered speechless (smirk..just have to figure out how)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) I am double jointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) I am adopted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now what you do is take the name off of the top of the list and insert your name at the bottom once you have completed the tag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mel&lt;br /&gt;the rain queen(poody)&lt;br /&gt;Memphis Steve&lt;br /&gt;Doctor Pineapple&lt;br /&gt;Mistress Lola&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next tag&lt;br /&gt;1) What were you doing 10 years ago?&lt;br /&gt;I was married to satan and wondering wtf I had done to get to that point...I had a beautiful baby girl that I am so thankful for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)What were you doing a yr ago?&lt;br /&gt;I was waiting for someone to come home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)What are 5 of your favorite snacks?&lt;br /&gt;Milano Cookies&lt;br /&gt;green olives&lt;br /&gt;Pepperjack Doritos with Ranch Dip (Thanks to Kel)&lt;br /&gt;Sonic's Orange cream slush&lt;br /&gt;bananas in strawberry sauce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)What 5 songs do you know all the words to?&lt;br /&gt;You Never Even Called Me By My Name&lt;br /&gt;Hardluck Woman&lt;br /&gt;Beth&lt;br /&gt;Naughtygirl&lt;br /&gt;Build Me Up Buttercup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) 5 things you would do if you had money&lt;br /&gt;Share it with my family and friends&lt;br /&gt;Pay off everything&lt;br /&gt;Buy a house in the country &lt;br /&gt;Invest&lt;br /&gt;Giggle all the way to the bank!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) 5 bad habits&lt;br /&gt;Drinking Diet Pepsi&lt;br /&gt;Giggling at inappropriate times (smirk)&lt;br /&gt;Letting the laundry build up (bleh)&lt;br /&gt;Singing in the car&lt;br /&gt;Cussing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) 5 things I love to do&lt;br /&gt;Spend time with my children and family&lt;br /&gt;Spend time with my friends&lt;br /&gt;SEX SEX SEX SEX&lt;br /&gt;Dance&lt;br /&gt;Listen to music and sing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) 5 things I would never get new, buy new,or wear again&lt;br /&gt;A car&lt;br /&gt;a house&lt;br /&gt;a bikini&lt;br /&gt;mini skirt&lt;br /&gt;spiked heels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) 5 favorite toys&lt;br /&gt;Computer&lt;br /&gt;barrel of monkeys (go figure)&lt;br /&gt;MP3 player&lt;br /&gt;anything with buttons I can push&lt;br /&gt;Neal and the toybox (wink-wink)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I get to tag 5 people for the both of them&lt;br /&gt;1) Siren&lt;br /&gt;2) Wendy&lt;br /&gt;3) Zebraman&lt;br /&gt;4) Leesa&lt;br /&gt;5) Neal (Like he will ever do this)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-113561736949126250?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/113561736949126250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=113561736949126250' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/113561736949126250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/113561736949126250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2005/12/for-donthe-sneaky-tagger.html' title='For Don...the Sneaky Tagger'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-113531598052595358</id><published>2005-12-22T23:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T23:33:00.543-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas is almsot here..........</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/1600/xmastree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/400/xmastree.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wrap Me in Your Love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turn out the lights &lt;br /&gt;We just need the lights from the tree &lt;br /&gt;The kids are in bed Baby it's just you and me &lt;br /&gt;Side by side, the fire is bright, on this oh so blessed night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gifts lying there &lt;br /&gt;Cannot compare to the love you give &lt;br /&gt;Sealed with a kiss &lt;br /&gt;For as long as I live &lt;br /&gt;Ribbons and bows, could never show, all that I want you know &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to take you in my arms tonight &lt;br /&gt;And keep the fire burning bright &lt;br /&gt;'Cause if the best things in life are free &lt;br /&gt;There´s nothing you could buy for me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your presence is enough &lt;br /&gt;Wrap me in your love &lt;br /&gt;Look into the night &lt;br /&gt;There's a star in the sky that I see &lt;br /&gt;It's come so far &lt;br /&gt;To shine its light for you and me &lt;br /&gt;As if it know, I'm holding you close, &lt;br /&gt;underneath the mistletoe &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to take you in my arms tonight &lt;br /&gt;And keep the fire burning bright &lt;br /&gt;'Cause if the best things in life are free &lt;br /&gt;There´s nothing you could buy for me &lt;br /&gt;Your presence is enough &lt;br /&gt;Wrap me in your love &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your presence is enough &lt;br /&gt;Wrap me in your love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing you ALL a very Merry Christmas...and praying for health and happiness for all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pam&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-113531598052595358?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/113531598052595358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=113531598052595358' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/113531598052595358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/113531598052595358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2005/12/christmas-is-almsot-here.html' title='Christmas is almsot here..........'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-113459286997295034</id><published>2005-12-14T14:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T14:41:10.010-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sexy name decoder...stolen from Sammie's Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://sexy.namedecoder.com"&gt;&lt;img height="180" alt="Lover Offering Loving and Affection" src="http://sexy.namedecoder.com/webimages/handcuffs-f-LOLA.png" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sexy.namedecoder.com"&gt;&lt;img height="180" alt="Princess Adeptly Made for Massage and Intense Embraces" src="http://sexy.namedecoder.com/webimages/rose-f-PAMMIE.png" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sexy.namedecoder.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://sexy.namedecoder.com/webimages/heart-f-PAMELAANN.png" width="240" height="180" alt="Playful Amorous Minx Exchanging Lustful Affection and Arousing, Naughty Necking" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-113459286997295034?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/113459286997295034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=113459286997295034' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/113459286997295034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/113459286997295034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2005/12/sexy-name-decoderstolen-from-sammies.html' title='Sexy name decoder...stolen from Sammie&apos;s Blog'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-113404569137692780</id><published>2005-12-08T06:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T06:41:31.796-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ode to Kelly...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/1600/kellyhair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/320/kellyhair.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my good friends, Kelly, had a procedure yesterday...so I said a prayer, lit a candle and now I am singin' a song...I love you Kel and will keep you in my prayers....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've Got a Friend&lt;br /&gt;James Taylor&lt;br /&gt;- words and music by Carole King&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're down and troubled&lt;br /&gt;and you need a helping hand&lt;br /&gt;and nothing, whoa nothing is going right.&lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes and think of me&lt;br /&gt;and soon I will be there&lt;br /&gt;to brighten up even your darkest nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just call out my name,&lt;br /&gt;and you know whereever I am&lt;br /&gt;I'll come running, oh yeah baby&lt;br /&gt;to see you again.&lt;br /&gt;Winter, spring, summer, or fall,&lt;br /&gt;all you have to do is call&lt;br /&gt;and I'll be there, yeah, yeah, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;You've got a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the sky above you&lt;br /&gt;should turn dark and full of clouds&lt;br /&gt;and that old north wind should begin to blow&lt;br /&gt;Keep your head together and call my name out loud&lt;br /&gt;and soon I will be knocking upon your door.&lt;br /&gt;You just call out my name and you know where ever I am&lt;br /&gt;I'll come running to see you again.&lt;br /&gt;Winter, spring, summer or fall&lt;br /&gt;all you got to do is call&lt;br /&gt;and I'll be there, yeah, yeah, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, ain't it good to know that you've got a friend?&lt;br /&gt;People can be so cold.&lt;br /&gt;They'll hurt you and desert you.&lt;br /&gt;Well they'll take your soul if you let them.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, but don't you let them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just call out my name and you know wherever I am&lt;br /&gt;I'll come running to see you again.&lt;br /&gt;Oh babe, don't you know that,&lt;br /&gt;Winter spring summer or fall,&lt;br /&gt;Hey now, all you've got to do is call.&lt;br /&gt;Lord, I'll be there, yes I will.&lt;br /&gt;You've got a friend.&lt;br /&gt;You've got a friend.&lt;br /&gt;Ain't it good to know you've got a friend.&lt;br /&gt;Ain't it good to know you've got a friend.&lt;br /&gt;You've got a friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-113404569137692780?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/113404569137692780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=113404569137692780' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/113404569137692780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/113404569137692780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2005/12/ode-to-kelly.html' title='Ode to Kelly...'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-113404450427032276</id><published>2005-12-08T06:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T06:21:44.296-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sex appeal test...from Sue's blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/1600/1060756311_paexotique.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/320/1060756311_paexotique.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there ya have it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-113404450427032276?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/113404450427032276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=113404450427032276' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/113404450427032276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/113404450427032276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2005/12/sex-appeal-testfrom-sues-blog.html' title='The Sex appeal test...from Sue&apos;s blog'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-113322447713076236</id><published>2005-11-28T18:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T18:34:37.150-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is too short...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/1600/card-na-unicorn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/320/card-na-unicorn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I was just sitting here thinking about people who have time to belittle other people, but don't have the time to have a conversation with their children or give them a hug...(they suck ass and just need to piss off)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A long time ago (it seems a lifetime ago), I was in an unhappy marriage, walking on eggshells...constantly filtering my thoughts, flying through life like my ass was on fire...dreading each new day and the horror of a marriage I lived in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with that being said PEOPLE get over yourselves...!!! Take time to visit with your friends, leave them with a smile...love them...real friends are always there for you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laugh everyday...it DOES burn calories...I read that somewhere on the internet so it MUST be true!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eat chocolate screw the consequences!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy "Shockvalue" when you can...or if you dare!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Play with your kids...they are going to grow up too fast!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breaking a rule I grew up with...talk to strangers....they are interesting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be kind to people less fortunate than you...they may be the hand that reaches out to help you someday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get some sun when ya can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk in the grass barefoot...or sand...yeah both are great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give yourself in a hug!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile....the benefits are limitless...especially if you are havin' a bad day people will be wonderin' what the fuck you have to smile about...well worth it!!! (giggling)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find the good in bad situations...this preserves sanity (like I ever hand any)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ever give yourself the opportunity to look back as ask yourself "What if.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just say no to the shit sandwich...you don't always have to take a bite when it comes around...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be happy and love yourself...everything else will fall into place....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pam&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-113322447713076236?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/113322447713076236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=113322447713076236' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/113322447713076236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/113322447713076236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2005/11/life-is-too-short.html' title='Life is too short...'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-113314213708038075</id><published>2005-11-27T19:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T19:42:17.103-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts on a Sunday Night....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/1600/smallfairy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/320/smallfairy.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There has been a great deal going on among my group of friends both here in the blog world and in other places...so I send this out to all of you...here's hoping you have better days ahead...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Artist: R. Kelly Lyrics &lt;br /&gt; Song: I Believe I Can Fly Lyrics&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I used to think that I could not go on &lt;br /&gt;And life was nothing but an awful song &lt;br /&gt;But now I know the meaning of true love &lt;br /&gt;I'm leaning on the everlasting arms &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2-If I can see it, then I can do it &lt;br /&gt;If I just believe it, there's nothing to it &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-I believe I can fly &lt;br /&gt;I believe I can touch the sky &lt;br /&gt;I think about it every night and day &lt;br /&gt;Spread my wings and fly away &lt;br /&gt;I believe I can soar &lt;br /&gt;I see me running through that open door &lt;br /&gt;I believe I can fly &lt;br /&gt;I believe I can fly &lt;br /&gt;(Oh) I believe I can fly &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See I was on the verge of breaking down &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the silence can seem so loud &lt;br /&gt;There are miracles in life I must achieve &lt;br /&gt;But first I know it starts inside of me &lt;br /&gt;(repeat 2, 1) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could I believe in it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-113314213708038075?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/113314213708038075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=113314213708038075' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/113314213708038075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/113314213708038075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2005/11/thoughts-on-sunday-night.html' title='Thoughts on a Sunday Night....'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-113298578410497452</id><published>2005-11-26T00:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T00:16:24.136-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Late Ode To Country Music Wednesday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/1600/Sister_Moon-1036022065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/400/Sister_Moon-1036022065.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one was by request, in light of other blogs this week...this is dedicated to women who don't know their inner strength and doubt the beauty that they possess both outside and within...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He Thinks He’ll Keep Her &lt;br /&gt;(mary chapin carpenter/don schlitz)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She makes his coffee, she makes his bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She does the laundry, she keeps him fed&lt;br /&gt;When she was twenty-one she wore her mother’s lace&lt;br /&gt;She said forever with a smile upon her face&lt;br /&gt;She does the car-pool, she ptas&lt;br /&gt;Doctors and dentists, she drives all day&lt;br /&gt;When she was twenty-nine she delivered number three&lt;br /&gt;And every christmas card showed a perfect family&lt;br /&gt;Everything runs right on time, years of practice and design&lt;br /&gt;Spit and polish till it shines. he thinks he’ll keep her&lt;br /&gt;Everything is so benign, safest place you’ll ever find&lt;br /&gt;God forbid you change your mind. he thinks he’ll keep her&lt;br /&gt;She packs his suitcase, she sits and waits&lt;br /&gt;With no expression upon her face&lt;br /&gt;When she was thirty-six she met him at their door&lt;br /&gt;She said I’m sorry, I don’t love you anymore&lt;br /&gt;Everything runs right on time, years of practice and design&lt;br /&gt;Spit and polish till it shines. he thinks he’ll keep her&lt;br /&gt;Everything is so benign, safest place you’ll ever find&lt;br /&gt;God forbid you change your mind. he thinks he’ll keep her&lt;br /&gt;For fifteen years she had a job and not one raise in pay&lt;br /&gt;Now she’s in the typing pool at minimum wage&lt;br /&gt;Everything runs right on time, years of practice and design&lt;br /&gt;Spit and polish till it shines. he thinks he’ll keep her&lt;br /&gt;Everything is so benign, safest place you’ll ever find&lt;br /&gt;At least until you change your mind. he thinks he’ll keep her&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-113298578410497452?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/113298578410497452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=113298578410497452' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/113298578410497452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/113298578410497452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2005/11/late-ode-to-country-music-wednesday.html' title='Late Ode To Country Music Wednesday!'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-113288933845936385</id><published>2005-11-24T21:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T21:28:58.480-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Counting my blessings at Thanksgiving (HNT #8)</title><content type='html'>I would like to tell you what I am thankful for through my eyes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/1600/myeyes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/320/myeyes.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for my family, the fact that they live close by and even though we put the "fun" in dysfunctional I know they love me 100%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful that my daughter at 11 still likes to get in my lap and just be with me...she is amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful that I have a husband that loves me just the way I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for my crazy friends...who deepen my laugh lines daily...and who also love me just the way I am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful that I laugh everyday even if it is at myself... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/1600/mysmile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/320/mysmile.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful that I will be able to "see" my family, "hear" their voices and laughter, "walk" up to greet them, "hold" them in a warm and familiar embrace.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful I have found peace in my life, understanding that I cannot make everyone happy, acceptance of things I cannot change, and faith in tomorrow and all the promise it brings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing all of you a very blessed Thanksgiving...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pam&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-113288933845936385?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/113288933845936385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=113288933845936385' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/113288933845936385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/113288933845936385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2005/11/counting-my-blessings-at-thanksgiving.html' title='Counting my blessings at Thanksgiving (HNT #8)'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-113270608230965924</id><published>2005-11-22T18:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T18:34:42.333-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughtful Tuesday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/1600/lilyfairy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/320/lilyfairy.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I am on a roll with the country music theme this week so here is my next installment...so when you are feelin' at a loss and like you have no where but down to go...let this pick you up SHeDAISY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Woman Needs - SHeDAISY&lt;br /&gt;(Kristyn Osborn/Bonnie Baker/Connie Harrington)&lt;br /&gt;(Track 3 - Time 3:23)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This woman that takes on the world&lt;br /&gt;And picks up your shirts, keeps it together somehow&lt;br /&gt;This same woman, that melts with your touch&lt;br /&gt;Wants you to feel what I'm feeling right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause this woman needs&lt;br /&gt;A safe place to land&lt;br /&gt;The strength in your hands&lt;br /&gt;To know you know&lt;br /&gt;What this woman needs&lt;br /&gt;Is somewhere to cry&lt;br /&gt;So lay by my side&lt;br /&gt;And I'll tell you, I'll tell you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This woman needs to be reassured&lt;br /&gt;That my heart's your home and love is what wills you to stay&lt;br /&gt;I need you to see me in every light&lt;br /&gt;And hear that you still think I'm beautiful anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause this woman needs&lt;br /&gt;A safe place to land&lt;br /&gt;The strength in your hands&lt;br /&gt;To know you know&lt;br /&gt;What this woman needs&lt;br /&gt;Is somewhere to cry&lt;br /&gt;So lay by my side&lt;br /&gt;And I'll tell you, I'll tell you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What this woman needs&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;Oh, what this woman needs&lt;br /&gt;Is somewhere to cry &lt;br /&gt;So lay by my side&lt;br /&gt;And I'll tell you, I'll tell you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What this woman needs&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, what this woman needs&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;What this woman needs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-113270608230965924?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/113270608230965924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=113270608230965924' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/113270608230965924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/113270608230965924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2005/11/thoughtful-tuesday_22.html' title='Thoughtful Tuesday...'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-113263304387810785</id><published>2005-11-21T21:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T22:17:23.896-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughtful week expressed by, yes you guessed it, country music!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/1600/fairy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/320/fairy.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have found through most of the hard times in my life, that country music always has a song to express best what I am feeling...so maybe that is why I feel the need to distance myself from it...this song is one that struck a nerve for me when I was going through my divorce from Satan.  I hit some hard times, times I felt very alone and lacked direction...times when I felt that no one truly understood my pain, hurt, disappointment, disillusionment, fear, and loss of direction....so here's a lil Faith to sooth your sadness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody Stand By Me - Faith Hill&lt;br /&gt;(Sheryl Crow/Todd Wolfe)&lt;br /&gt;(Track 12 - Time 5:51)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's quiet here tonight&lt;br /&gt;There's a light burning far away&lt;br /&gt;It burns in my heart&lt;br /&gt;In the rain, in the dark&lt;br /&gt;Well, this girl's gonna have her day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been this alone for so long&lt;br /&gt;I'm beginning to wonder why&lt;br /&gt;I stand in one place&lt;br /&gt;Different name, different face&lt;br /&gt;But no one's gonna see me&lt;br /&gt;Break down and cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Won't somebody stand by me&lt;br /&gt;Stand by me just one time&lt;br /&gt;Won't somebody stand by me&lt;br /&gt;Stand by me just one time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, I don't understand&lt;br /&gt;What's slipping through these hands&lt;br /&gt;You'd think by now I'd know when to let go&lt;br /&gt;Here I am&lt;br /&gt;Won't somebody stand, stand by me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not bending tonight&lt;br /&gt;But I'm twisted and turned and broken down&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to know the sound&lt;br /&gt;Of nothing and no one and yet everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, if God's here tonight&lt;br /&gt;Are You here tonight&lt;br /&gt;Maybe You could grab me up&lt;br /&gt;Lord stand me on my feet&lt;br /&gt;Give me strength and set me free&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm not giving in until I've had enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Won't somebody stand by me&lt;br /&gt;Stand by me just one time&lt;br /&gt;Won't somebody stand by me&lt;br /&gt;Stand by me just one time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I don't understand&lt;br /&gt;It's slipping through these hands&lt;br /&gt;You'd think by now I'd know&lt;br /&gt;when to let go&lt;br /&gt;So here I am&lt;br /&gt;And I'm throwing down my one last hope&lt;br /&gt;Here I am&lt;br /&gt;Won't somebody stand, stand by me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stand by me, stand by me just one time&lt;br /&gt;Won't somebody stand by me just one time&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand&lt;br /&gt;What's slipping through these hands&lt;br /&gt;You'd think by now I'd know when to let go&lt;br /&gt;Here I am&lt;br /&gt;And I'm throwing down my one last hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Won't somebody stand by me just one time&lt;br /&gt;Won't somebody stand by me just one time&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand&lt;br /&gt;What's slipping through these hands&lt;br /&gt;You'd think by now I'd know when to let go&lt;br /&gt;Here I am&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-113263304387810785?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/113263304387810785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=113263304387810785' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/113263304387810785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/113263304387810785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2005/11/thoughtful-week-expressed-by-yes-you.html' title='Thoughtful week expressed by, yes you guessed it, country music!'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-113214160313939602</id><published>2005-11-16T05:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T05:46:43.156-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Country Music Song of the Week...A tribute</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/1600/arlington2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/400/arlington2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok normally I focus on songs that are the equivalent of nails on the chalkboard to me or ones that amuse me...but today I was thinking of my Dad, he was a WWII vet and I was thinking of those we have lost in Iraq...sometimes we don't take enough time to thank those that serve and gave their time, energy, and dedication so that you and I can have the freedom to type in our blogs...also I want to thank Neal, my husband...for his dedication, and loyalty to his country...it is something that runs deep in his veins and defines who he is and why I love him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So take a minute to think about those that serve, have served and the ones that have fallen...also think of the sacrifice their families have made and how they must mourn those they have lost during this holiday season...light a candle and say a prayer...Thank you for all you do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SONG:  ONCE IN A WHILE&lt;br /&gt;ARTIST:  BILLY DEAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once in a while, someone comes along.&lt;br /&gt;That one in a million heart,&lt;br /&gt;So pure and so strong.&lt;br /&gt;They can face up to the tears.&lt;br /&gt;And somehow still find a smile,&lt;br /&gt;That we only get ev'ry once in a while. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once in a while, someone has the eyes,&lt;br /&gt;That one in a million look,&lt;br /&gt;That never tells lies.&lt;br /&gt;They can get you on your feet,&lt;br /&gt;To walk that extra mile.&lt;br /&gt;We only see ev'ry once in a while. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why we call them heroes.&lt;br /&gt;That's why we know their names,&lt;br /&gt;And once you've heard their stories,&lt;br /&gt;You're never quite the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why we call them heroes.&lt;br /&gt;The best thing they ever do,&lt;br /&gt;Is to point to the best in us all,&lt;br /&gt;And say: "If I can, you can too." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once in a while, I still hear his voice.&lt;br /&gt;That one in a million sound,&lt;br /&gt;Like two laughin' boys.&lt;br /&gt;He would hate it if we cried,&lt;br /&gt;That never was his style.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, we still miss him ev'ry once in a while. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instrumental break. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh.&lt;br /&gt;They can face up to the tears.&lt;br /&gt;And somehow still find a smile,&lt;br /&gt;That we only get ev'ry once in a while. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how I  him ev'ry once in a while.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coquet-Shack.com lyrics websites.&lt;br /&gt;© 2005 John D. 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Lewis.&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer and Guidelines.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-113214160313939602?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/113214160313939602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=113214160313939602' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/113214160313939602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/113214160313939602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2005/11/country-music-song-of-weeka-tribute.html' title='Country Music Song of the Week...A tribute'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-113205518697833219</id><published>2005-11-15T05:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T05:51:59.286-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughtful Tuesday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/1600/nipple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/320/nipple.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do men have nipples?  Thoughts?...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-113205518697833219?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/113205518697833219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=113205518697833219' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/113205518697833219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/113205518697833219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2005/11/thoughtful-tuesday.html' title='Thoughtful Tuesday...'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-113159149967444588</id><published>2005-11-09T20:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T20:58:19.690-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Country Music Song of the Week...My Give A Damn Is Busted!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/1600/zzzzfunnywalksign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/400/zzzzfunnywalksign.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I couldn't find the David Alan Coe song I wanted to post...but I did find this one...and YES it DID amuse me...I find this country song quiet useful and thought I would share it with ya'll...I just love the title...so happy Wednesday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artist/Band: Messina Jo Dee&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics for Song: My Give a Damn Is Busted&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics for Album: Delicious Surprise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, you filled up my head with so many lies.&lt;br /&gt;You twisted my heart till somethin' snapped inside.&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to give it one more try,&lt;br /&gt;But my give-a-damn's busted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can crawl back home, say you were wrong;&lt;br /&gt;Stand out in the yard and cry all night long.&lt;br /&gt;Well, go ahead and water the lawn:&lt;br /&gt;My give-a-damn's busted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wanna care.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna feel somethin'.&lt;br /&gt;Let me dig a little deeper:.&lt;br /&gt;No, sorry: nothin'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can say you've got issues, you can say you're a victim.&lt;br /&gt;It's all your parents fault, after all you didn't pick 'em.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe somebody else has got time to listen:&lt;br /&gt;My give-a-damn's busted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, your therapist says it was all a mistake:&lt;br /&gt;A product of the Prozac and your co-dependent ways.&lt;br /&gt;So who's your enabler these days?&lt;br /&gt;My give-a-damn's busted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wanna care.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna feel somethin'.&lt;br /&gt;Let me dig a little deeper:.&lt;br /&gt;No, still nothin'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a desperate situation, no tellin' what you'll do.&lt;br /&gt;If I don't forgive you, you say your life is through.&lt;br /&gt;C'mon, gimme somethin' I can use:&lt;br /&gt;My give-a-damn's busted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I really wanna care.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna feel somethin'.&lt;br /&gt;Let me dig a little deeper:&lt;br /&gt;No, I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;Just nothin', you know.&lt;br /&gt;You've really done it this time, ha, ha.&lt;br /&gt;My give-a-damn's busted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-113159149967444588?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/113159149967444588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=113159149967444588' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/113159149967444588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/113159149967444588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2005/11/country-music-song-of-weekmy-give-damn.html' title='Country Music Song of the Week...My Give A Damn Is Busted!!!'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-113110569623690976</id><published>2005-11-04T05:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T06:01:36.253-06:00</updated><title type='text'>THE COUNTDOWN - As Seen on Kel's Blog</title><content type='html'>Countdown ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 Favorites&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Season: Autumn/Fall&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Sport: Basketball&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Time: At night after the kids go to bed&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Color: Green&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Actor: Adam Sandler&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Actress: Sandra Bullock&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Ice Cream: CHOCOLATE&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Food: Mexican&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Drink: Long Island Tea&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Place: Beach or Mountains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 Currents&lt;br /&gt;Current Feeling: just woke up so a bit sleepy but ready for a road trip&lt;br /&gt;Current Underwear Color: black&lt;br /&gt;Current Windows Open: Blogger and AOL&lt;br /&gt;Current Drink: coffee&lt;br /&gt;Current Time: 5:52 a m&lt;br /&gt;Current Mobile(s) Used: Mobile phone? Samsung&lt;br /&gt;Current Show on TV: Nothing - tv's off&lt;br /&gt;Current Thought: I really should be getting a shower...&lt;br /&gt;Current Clothes: white t-shirt and plaid Tommy H flannel boxers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Firsts&lt;br /&gt;First Nickname: Pookie&lt;br /&gt;First Kiss: 7th grade&lt;br /&gt;First Crush: Ronny can't spell his last name (lived next door)&lt;br /&gt;First Best Friend: Cindy Bradshaw&lt;br /&gt;First Vehicle I drove: OMG!  The dreaded Pinto&lt;br /&gt;First Job: Babysitting, and then I worked at a used book store til I graduated HS&lt;br /&gt;First Movie: (that was memorable to me) Grease at the drive in&lt;br /&gt;First Pet: mutt named Angel&lt;br /&gt;First Shave: 7th grade &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Lasts&lt;br /&gt;Last Drink : water&lt;br /&gt;Last Kiss: Neal &lt;br /&gt;Last Time I Drove: Yesterday at about 10:00 pm&lt;br /&gt;Last Time Shaved: yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Last Web Site Visited: Blogs&lt;br /&gt;Last Movie Watched: Guess Who?&lt;br /&gt;Last Pill I Had: Antibiotic (bleh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 Have You Evers&lt;br /&gt;Have You Ever Broken the Law: Yes (Sooo not goin' there)&lt;br /&gt;Have You Ever Been Drunk: Who? ME?  I am the shy one remember?&lt;br /&gt;Have You Ever Kissed Someone You Didn't Know: Oh Yeah&lt;br /&gt;Have You Ever Been in the Middle/Close to Gunfire or Bomb Blast: No &lt;br /&gt;Have You Ever Skinny Dipped: No (not that I remember)&lt;br /&gt;Have You Ever Broken Anyone's Heart: I don't know...I hope not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Things&lt;br /&gt;Things You Can Hear Right Now: The fridge, Neal in the shower, and me typing... &lt;br /&gt;Things on Your Bed: sheets, comforter...pillows and NOT ME dammit&lt;br /&gt;Things You Ate Today: Haven't eaten yet&lt;br /&gt;Things You Can’t Live Without: my family (well sometimes I think I can), good friends, laughter, music, and chocolate &lt;br /&gt;Things You Do When You Are Bored: aggrivate Neal, surf the net, listen to music, blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 Places You Have Been Today (Yesterday - Rachel's school, work, Rosie's (lunch), and happy hour with co-workers (Carabbas)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Things On Your Desk Right Now - Monitor, printer, my jewelry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Choices&lt;br /&gt;Black or White: black&lt;br /&gt;Hot or Cold: Hot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Thing You Want To Do Before You Die - Why just one thing?  Happiness&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-113110569623690976?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/113110569623690976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=113110569623690976' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/113110569623690976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/113110569623690976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2005/11/countdown-as-seen-on-kels-blog.html' title='THE COUNTDOWN - As Seen on Kel&apos;s Blog'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-113093398332782409</id><published>2005-11-02T06:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T06:19:43.346-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Country Music Song of the Week...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/1600/atworkcat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/320/atworkcat.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I just have to ask myself where in the HELL do they get the lyrics for these songs?  I don't care what is going on in your life...no matter how awful, there IS a country song to go with that particular moment in time...So pull up a chair, get yourself a beer, a cryin' towel...and let's sing along with Doug!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great Wednesday...and stay tuned for next's week's song of the week:  You Never Even Called Me By My Name by David Allen Coe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd Be Better Off (In A Pine Box):&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Doug Stone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said the night you left me,&lt;br /&gt;Nothin' worse could happen,&lt;br /&gt;But seeing you with someone else proved I was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;And when your eyes met mine,&lt;br /&gt;I knew that you were gone forever,&lt;br /&gt;Along with all the reasons , I had for hanging on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd be better off in a pine box,&lt;br /&gt;On a slow train back from Georgia,&lt;br /&gt;In the grey walls of a prison doing time.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'd rather die,&lt;br /&gt;And go back to hell and face the devil,&lt;br /&gt;Than to lie here with you and him together on my mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I awlays thought someday,&lt;br /&gt;We might get back together.&lt;br /&gt;I just thought you needed time to spread your wings and fly.&lt;br /&gt;But when I saw the lovin' way,&lt;br /&gt;You held onto each other,&lt;br /&gt;It was all that I could do, not to break right down and cry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd be better off in a pine box,&lt;br /&gt;On a slow train back from Georgia,&lt;br /&gt;In the grey walls of a prison doing time.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'd rather die,&lt;br /&gt;And go back to hell and face the devil,&lt;br /&gt;Than to lie here with you and him together on my mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd be better off in a pine box,&lt;br /&gt;On a slow train back from Georgia,&lt;br /&gt;In the grey walls of a prison doing time.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'd rather die,&lt;br /&gt;And go back to hell and face the devil,&lt;br /&gt;Than to lie here with you and him together on my mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-113093398332782409?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/113093398332782409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=113093398332782409' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/113093398332782409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/113093398332782409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2005/11/country-music-song-of-week.html' title='Country Music Song of the Week...'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-113090039852610770</id><published>2005-11-01T20:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T22:02:35.666-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Rant of the Day...oh yeah LOLA is chapped!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/1600/leo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/320/leo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am at work, k?  I am in a pretty decent mood to be at work AND working...(smirking)...and I get a "ding" (aka You've Got Mail kind of thing)...and I have an email from a co-worker.  I got her job when she moved to a new position.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she basically says, here is this email from Mr. Blah blah Whogivesashit...and I no longer have his number.  Can you please email him and ask him to remove me from his mailing list as this is no longer one of my required work objectives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well you can only imagine the look on Lola's face as she re-reads, yes re-reads, this message....I am sure I had a kodak WTF look on my face I am sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me break this down as I did to her.  Basically, in the time she took to email me, she could have taken care of this handy little task herself.  I did however REFRAIN from asking to see the obviously large pair of balls she seems to be concealing...from all of us!!!  I didn't know Mr. Blahblah Whogivesashit and the message he was sending DID in fact pertain to her current objectives...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What we are having here is a failure to communicate!!! ughh...She obviously has mistaken me for someone doesn't think outta the box...hell they cannot keep me in it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok nuff said...I am done:)  Hope everyone is havin' a great day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-113090039852610770?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/113090039852610770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=113090039852610770' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/113090039852610770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/113090039852610770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2005/11/rant-of-dayoh-yeah-lola-is-chapped.html' title='Rant of the Day...oh yeah LOLA is chapped!'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-113084516990460254</id><published>2005-11-01T05:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T05:40:43.683-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Humor Factor</title><content type='html'>&lt;TABLE cellPadding=20 align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD align=middle&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;B&gt;the Idiot Savant&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;FONT size=1&gt;(23% dark, 88% spontaneous, 47% vulgar)&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;CENTER&gt;your humor style:&lt;BR&gt;&lt;B&gt;VULGAR&lt;/B&gt; | &lt;B&gt;SPONTANEOUS&lt;/B&gt; | &lt;B&gt;LIGHT&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;You like things silly, immediate, and, above all, outrageous. Ixne on the subtle word play, more testicles on fire, please. People like you are the most likely to RECEIVE internet forwards--and also the most likely to save them in a special folder entitled 'HOLY SHIT'. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Because it's so easily appreciated, and often wacky and physical, your sense of humor never ceases to amuse your friends. Most realize that there's a sly intelligence and a knowing wink to your tastes. Your sense of humor could be called 'anti-pretentious'--but paradoxically enough, that indicates you're smarter than most. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;PEOPLE LIKE YOU: Johnny Knoxville - Jimmy Kimmel&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/humortest/idiotsavant.gif"&gt; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=17565214125862764376"&gt;The 3-Variable Funny Test!&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT size=1&gt;- it rules - &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT size=1&gt;&lt;I&gt;If you're interested, try my latest: &lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=18048702267320519909"&gt;The Terrorism Test&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD align=middle&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellPadding=20&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;SPAN id=comparisonarea&gt;My test tracked 3 variables How you compared to other people &lt;I&gt;your age and gender&lt;/I&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BLOCKQUOTE&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=4 cellPadding=0 border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=6 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=144 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;4%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;darkness&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=149 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=1 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;99%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;spontaneity&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=108 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=42 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;72%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;vulgarity&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/BLOCKQUOTE&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;table cellpadding=20&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=17565214125862764376'&gt;The 3 Variable Funny Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=11694560292031626201'&gt;jason_bateman&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a  href='http://www.okcupid.com'&gt;Ok Cupid&lt;/a&gt;, home of the &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/oktest3'&gt;32-Type Dating Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-113084516990460254?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/113084516990460254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=113084516990460254' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/113084516990460254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/113084516990460254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-humor-factor.html' title='My Humor Factor'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-113076171308533585</id><published>2005-10-31T06:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T06:31:23.363-06:00</updated><title type='text'>FREAKS COME OUT TONIGHT!!!!!!!!!! Happy Halloween!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/1600/werewolf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/320/werewolf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ThrillerFrom the album: Thriller&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Performed by:Michael Jackson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Written by:Rod Temperton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's close to midnight&lt;br /&gt;And something evil's lurkin' in the dark&lt;br /&gt;Under the moonlight&lt;br /&gt;You see a sight that almost stops your heart&lt;br /&gt;You try to scream&lt;br /&gt;But terror takes the sound before you make it&lt;br /&gt;You start to freeze&lt;br /&gt;As horror looks you right between the eyes&lt;br /&gt;You're paralyzed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause this is thriller&lt;br /&gt;Thriller night&lt;br /&gt;And no one's gonna save you&lt;br /&gt;From the beast about to strike&lt;br /&gt;You know it's thriller&lt;br /&gt;Thriller night&lt;br /&gt;You're fighting for your life&lt;br /&gt;Inside a killer&lt;br /&gt;Thriller tonight, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You hear the door slam&lt;br /&gt;And realize there's nowhere left to run&lt;br /&gt;You feel the cold hand&lt;br /&gt;And wonder if you'll ever see the sun&lt;br /&gt;You close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;And hope that this is just imagination&lt;br /&gt;Girl, but all the while&lt;br /&gt;You hear a creature creepin' up behind&lt;br /&gt;You're outta time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause this is thriller&lt;br /&gt;Thriller night&lt;br /&gt;There ain't no second chance&lt;br /&gt;Against the thing with the forty eyes, girl&lt;br /&gt;(Thriller)&lt;br /&gt;(Thriller night)&lt;br /&gt;You're fighting for your life&lt;br /&gt;Inside a killer&lt;br /&gt;Thriller tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night creatures call&lt;br /&gt;And the dead start to walk in their masquerade&lt;br /&gt;There's no escaping the jaws of the alien this time&lt;br /&gt;(They're open wide)&lt;br /&gt;This is the end of your life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're out to get you&lt;br /&gt;There's demons closing in on every side&lt;br /&gt;They will possess you&lt;br /&gt;Unless you change that number on your dial&lt;br /&gt;Now is the time&lt;br /&gt;For you and I to cuddle close together, yeah&lt;br /&gt;All through the night&lt;br /&gt;I'll save you from the terror on the screen&lt;br /&gt;I'll make you see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That this is thriller&lt;br /&gt;Thriller night&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I can thrill you more&lt;br /&gt;Than any ghost would ever dare try&lt;br /&gt;(Thriller)&lt;br /&gt;(Thriller night)&lt;br /&gt;So let me hold you tightAnd share a&lt;br /&gt;(killer, diller, chiller)&lt;br /&gt;(Thriller here tonight)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Rap]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darkness falls across the land&lt;br /&gt;The midnight hour is close at hand&lt;br /&gt;Creatures crawl in search of blood&lt;br /&gt;To terrorize y'awl's neighbourhood&lt;br /&gt;And whosoever shall be found&lt;br /&gt;Without the soul for getting down&lt;br /&gt;Must stand and face the hounds of hell&lt;br /&gt;And rot inside a corpse's shell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna thrill you tonight&lt;br /&gt;(Thriller, thriller)&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna thrill you tonight&lt;br /&gt;(Thriller night, thriller))&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna thrill you tonight&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, babe, I'm gonna thrill you tonight&lt;br /&gt;Thriller night, babe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Rap]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The foulest stench is in the air&lt;br /&gt;The funk of forty thousand years&lt;br /&gt;And grizzly ghouls from every tomb&lt;br /&gt;Are closing in to seal your doom&lt;br /&gt;And though you fight to stay alive&lt;br /&gt;Your body starts to shiver&lt;br /&gt;For no mere mortal can resist&lt;br /&gt;The evil of the thriller&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-113076171308533585?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/113076171308533585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=113076171308533585' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/113076171308533585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/113076171308533585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2005/10/freaks-come-out-tonight-happy.html' title='FREAKS COME OUT TONIGHT!!!!!!!!!! Happy Halloween!!!'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-113037690905851851</id><published>2005-10-26T20:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T20:35:09.073-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Country Song of the Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/1600/catface.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/320/catface.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am running low on wit today...so I decided to pick a Country Song of the Week. For those of you that don't know me well, country music makes me want to spontaneously combust!!! Yes it makes my insides begin to twitch and NOT in a good way...I break out in a sweat and start looking for the nearest exit...so this is my ODE TO COUNTRY MUSIC...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ Deana Carter Lyrics ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Did I Shave My Legs For This?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flowers and wine&lt;br /&gt;Is what I thought I would find&lt;br /&gt;When I came home from workin' tonight&lt;br /&gt;Well now here I stand&lt;br /&gt;Over this frying pan&lt;br /&gt;And you want a cold one again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought these new heels&lt;br /&gt;Did my nails&lt;br /&gt;Had my hair done just right&lt;br /&gt;I thought this new dress&lt;br /&gt;Was a sure bet&lt;br /&gt;For romance tonight&lt;br /&gt;Well it's perfectly clear&lt;br /&gt;Between the t.v. and beer&lt;br /&gt;I won't get so much as a kiss&lt;br /&gt;As I head for the door&lt;br /&gt;I turn around to be sure&lt;br /&gt;"Did I shave my legs for this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now when we first met&lt;br /&gt;You promised we'd get&lt;br /&gt;A house on the hill with a pool&lt;br /&gt;But this trailer stays wet&lt;br /&gt;And we're swimming in debt&lt;br /&gt;Now you want me to go back to school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought these new heels&lt;br /&gt;Did my nails&lt;br /&gt;Had my hair done just right&lt;br /&gt;I thought this new dress&lt;br /&gt;Was a sure bet&lt;br /&gt;For romance tonight&lt;br /&gt;Well it's perfectly clearBetween the t.v. and beer&lt;br /&gt;I won't get so much as a kiss&lt;br /&gt;As I head for the doorI turn around to be sure&lt;br /&gt;"Did I shave my legs for this?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COMING NEXT WEEK: I'd Be Better Off in a Pine Box&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-113037690905851851?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/113037690905851851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=113037690905851851' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/113037690905851851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/113037690905851851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2005/10/country-song-of-week.html' title='Country Song of the Week'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-113028533960257554</id><published>2005-10-25T18:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T19:08:59.610-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In keeping with a google theme...here is my small attempt at humor.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/1600/genie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/320/genie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put my first name and "pretends" in a google search and here are the top 10:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PAM PRETENDS &lt;/strong&gt;to go insane. I really wasn't pretending on that one...(wink)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PAM PRETENDS &lt;/strong&gt;she picked the two of them off the street last night. She spits, "I&lt;br /&gt;like a good ménage every now and then." ... Daaaayuuuummm now they are tapping into my dreams (giggling)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PAM PRETENDS &lt;/strong&gt;to eat it. Hmmm can you fake that? Honestly....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PAM PRETENDS &lt;/strong&gt;to be pleased. I think they call that fakin' it...(smirk)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PAM PRETENDS &lt;/strong&gt;she has done nothing wrong. Who Me? I didn't do it...that's my story and I am sticking to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PAM PRETENDS &lt;/strong&gt;she is moving elsewhere in Canada. See I am well traveled and I didn't even know it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PAM PRETENDS &lt;/strong&gt;he is a girl or eunuch...Wow what a visual that is going to have on ya'll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PAM PRETENDS &lt;/strong&gt;to show her. Pssstttt!!!! I wasn't pretending I did show her (evil grin).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PAM PRETENDS &lt;/strong&gt;to take the pill...Yes that is me...the pretending pill popping Ho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PAM PRETENDS &lt;/strong&gt;she has a hot date....Yeah (sigh) it is only make believe...(giggling)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-113028533960257554?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/113028533960257554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=113028533960257554' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/113028533960257554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/113028533960257554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2005/10/in-keeping-with-google-themehere-is-my.html' title='In keeping with a google theme...here is my small attempt at humor.'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-113020284557399352</id><published>2005-10-24T20:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T20:14:05.580-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So many tests so little time!!!</title><content type='html'>Ok ya'll this site amuses me...you can get a pirate name, name your penis (well iffin' ya have one), fantasy names, personality tests (again that only applies iffin' ya have one)...so enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-113020284557399352?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/113020284557399352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=113020284557399352' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/113020284557399352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/113020284557399352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2005/10/so-many-tests-so-little-time.html' title='So many tests so little time!!!'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-113019389712972108</id><published>2005-10-24T17:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T17:44:57.136-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun from the Biscuit's Page to mine!!!! Google me baby!</title><content type='html'>Ok so I was over at JY Biscuit's Page where she has googled her first initial...and got some interesting results...then I noticed that Ms. Kelly (The keeper of Sanity) had done this as well...so far be it from me to STOP THE INSANITY...so here is what &lt;br /&gt;PAM NEEDS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pam NEEDS a sperm donor...Hmmm that just really opens Pandora's Box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pam NEEDS computers to help her grow and develop properly.  That has some kinky undertones to it...or is it just me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pam NEEDS to take medications regularly.  I think there are some people that might agree with that...but NOT me (smirking)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pam NEEDS silicon.  Damn stop peeking...told you, I am a triple, double, negative A!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pam NEEDS to be done.  OMG I couldn't agree more...oh where is my man in uniform? (smirk)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pam NEEDS everything!  Yes, I am a greedy bitch (smiling). This is getting fun...ya think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pam NEEDS our support.  Yes supportive friends are a good thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pam NEEDS a map and directions.  No what I need is someone to get me there...I am a direction challeged kinda gal.  Do I hear LIMO?  ha ha ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pam NEEDS Help!  More than you can imagine...of course this isn't news to most of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pam NEEDS an agent.  Now you are talkin' my language...when I get my own talk show I will not forget my freaky bloggy friends!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-113019389712972108?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/113019389712972108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=113019389712972108' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/113019389712972108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/113019389712972108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2005/10/fun-from-biscuits-page-to-mine-google.html' title='Fun from the Biscuit&apos;s Page to mine!!!! Google me baby!'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-113017124320326182</id><published>2005-10-24T11:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T11:37:42.596-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I thought my life would seem more interesting with a musical score and a laugh track. - Calvin and Hobbs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/1600/pussign1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/400/pussign.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the Day: It's not denial. I'm just selective about the reality I accept. - Calvin and Hobbs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thoughts worth sharing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that you cannot make someone love you. All you can do is stalk them and hope they panic and give in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that no matter how much I care, some people are just assholes. (or Lola's personal spin...some people are just born assholes, they will live their entire miserable lives as assholes, and then will die as assholes...and there isn't a thing you can do to change that...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that it takes years to build up trust and a minute of suspicion to destroy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that you can get by on charm for about fifteen minutes. After that, you'd better have a big dick or huge tits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that you shouldn't compare yourself to others - they are more messed up than you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that it's taking me a long time to sleep with the person I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that you should always leave loved ones with loving words. You may need to borrow money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that either you control your attitude or you will be offered medication.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that money is a great substitute for character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that sometimes the people you expect to kick you when you're down will be the ones who do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that just because someone doesn't love you the way you want them to doesn't mean you can't take advantage of them when they're passed out and naked in your bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that your family won't always be there for you. Unless, of course, you win the lottery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that no matter how good a guy is, he'll eventually revert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that no matter how badly your heart is broken, therapy is still expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that we don't have to ditch bad friends because their dysfunction makes us feel better about ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that two people can screw the exact same person and compare notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that no matter how you try to protect your children, they will eventually get arrested and end up in the local paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that the people you care most about in life are taken from you too soon. And all the less important ones just never go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned to say "Screw 'em if they can't take a joke" in 6 languages&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-113017124320326182?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/113017124320326182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=113017124320326182' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/113017124320326182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/113017124320326182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-thought-my-life-would-seem-more.html' title='I thought my life would seem more interesting with a musical score and a laugh track. - Calvin and Hobbs'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-113016638492083629</id><published>2005-10-24T10:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T10:06:24.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Coutdown!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/1600/sig026_tn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/320/sig026_tn.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halloween Things That Sound Dirty But Aren't  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's a goblin! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to get a little something in the sack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me see your bag ... OH! - You're having a great night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just get on your hands and knees and bob your head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's got a couple of nice pumpkins on her porch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you just lick it, it'll last longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Show me your JuJuBees and I'll let you see my Zagnuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have your mom check it before you put it in your mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You scared me stiff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's got Candy spread out on the living room floor!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-113016638492083629?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/113016638492083629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=113016638492083629' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/113016638492083629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/113016638492083629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2005/10/halloween-coutdown.html' title='Halloween Coutdown!'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-113015596332623923</id><published>2005-10-24T07:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T09:58:21.833-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Monkey Love....</title><content type='html'>Ok as most of you know I have a thing for monkeys, apes, and gorillas (OMgosh that kinds sounds like lions and tigers and bears OH MY!..ahhh but that is another story). Well, I have gotten quite a collection of monkey stuffage in the last year or so...even down to monkey boxers (yes they are not only attractive but comfortable as well woohoo). So when Neal came back from LA he brought me a new friend...and I had to share this hunk with you all...so here he is!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/1600/monkey2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/320/monkey2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you will note, yes, he is sitting right in front of my "monkey chair"...yes I have a monkey chair...how could I resist such a cool find!? OMG I HAD to have it...broke my piggy bank open just to get it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today is Monkey Madness Monday!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Have a great one!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-113015596332623923?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/113015596332623923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=113015596332623923' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/113015596332623923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/113015596332623923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2005/10/monkey-love.html' title='Monkey Love....'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-112990979230370356</id><published>2005-10-21T10:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T10:49:52.310-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My thoughts on Friday...cause I like to share:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/1600/bitchslap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/400/bitchslap.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-112990979230370356?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/112990979230370356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=112990979230370356' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/112990979230370356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/112990979230370356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-thoughts-on-fridaycause-i-like-to.html' title='My thoughts on Friday...cause I like to share:)'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-112986141380296410</id><published>2005-10-20T21:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T21:48:46.046-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Magic Powder vs. Cold Wax (Jen this is for you!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/1600/yawn2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/320/yawn2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All hair removal methods have tricked us with their promises of easy, painless removal - The Epilady, scissors, razors, Nair and now...the wax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My night began as any other normal weekday night. Come home, fix dinner, and play with the kids. I then had the thought that would ring painfully in my mind for the next few hours: Maybe I should pull the wax out of the medicine cabinet. So I headed to the site of my demise: the bathroom. It was one of those cold wax kits. No melting a clump of hot wax, you just rub the strips together in your hand and then they get warm and you peel them apart, press it to your leg (or wherever else) and hair comes right off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No muss, no fuss. How hard can it be? I mean I'm no girly girl, but I am mechanically inclined enough that I can figure it out. YA THINK!!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I pull one of the thin strips out. It's two strips facing each other stuck together. Instead of rubbing them together, I get out the hair dryer and heat it to 1000 degrees. Cold wax my rear end (Oh how this phrase haunts me!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lay the strip across my thigh. Hold the skin around it tight and pull. OK so it wasn't the best feeling, but it wasn't too bad. I can do this! Hair removal no longer eludes me! I am She-ra, fighter of all wayward body hair and smooth skin extraordinaire. With my next wax strip I move north.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After checking on the kids, I sneak back into the bathroom, for the ultimate hair fighting championship. I drop my panties and place one foot on the toilet.  Using the same procedure I apply the wax strip across the right side of bikini line, covering the right half of my v-g-na and stretching down to the inside of my butt cheek (Yes, it was a long strip). I inhale deeply and brace myself. RRRRIIIPPP!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm blind!!! Blinded from pain!!!!....OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vision returning, I notice that I've only managed to pull off half of the strip. Crap!!! Another deep breath and RRIIPP. Everything is swirly and spotted. Do I hear crashing drums??? OK, back to normal. I want to see my trophy - A wax covered strip with my hairy pelt that has caused me so much pain, sticking to it. I want to revel in the glory that is my triumph over body hair. I hold up the strip! There's no hair on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is the hair? WHERE IS THE WAX??? Slowly I ease my head down, foot still perched on the toilet. I see the hair. The hair that should be on the strip. I touch. I am touching wax. Crap. I run my fingers over the most sensitive part of my body, which is now covered in cold wax and matted hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I make the next BIG mistake...................remember my foot is still propped up on the toilet. I know I need to do something. So I put my foot down. Noo!!!!!!!! I hear the slamming of the cell door. V-g-n-a Sealed shut. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Butt?? Sealed shut. I penguin walk around the bathroom trying to figure out what to do and think to myself "Please don't let me get the urge to poop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My head may pop off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot water!! Hot water melts wax!! I'll run the hottest water I can stand into the bathtub, get in, immerse the wax covered bits and the wax should melt and I can gently wipe it off right???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*WRONG!!!!!!!* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get in the tub - the water is slightly hotter than that used to torture prisoners of war or sterilize surgical equipment - I sit. Now, the only thing worse that having your nether businesses glued together is having them glued together and then glued to the bottom of the tub. In scalding hot water. Which, by the way, doesn't melt cold wax. So, now I'm stuck to the bottom of the tub!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless the man that convinced me I should have a phone in the bathroom!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I call my friend thinking surely she's waxed before and has some secret of how to get me undone. It's a very good conversation starter "So, my butt and who-ha are stuck to the bottom of the tub!" There is a slight pause. She &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doesn't have a secret trick but does try to hide the laughter from me.   She wants to know exactly where the wax is located on bottom "Are we talking cheeks or hole or what?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's laughing out loud by now...I can hear her. I give her the rundown and she suggests I call the number on the side of the box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH!!!!! Right!! I should be the joke of someone else's night. While we go through various solutions. I resort to scraping the wax off with a razor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing feels better then to have your girlie goodies covered in hot wax, glued shut, stuck to the tub in super hot water and then dry shaving the sticky wax off!! By now the brain is not working, dignity has taken a major hike and I slip into glazed donut land. My friend is still talking with me and my hand reaches towards the saving grace.... the lotion they give you to remove the excess wax. What do I really have to lose at this point?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rub some on and OH MY GOD!!!!!!! The scream probably woke the kids, scared the dickens out of my friend, but I really don't care. "IT WORKS!! It works!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get a hearty congratulation from my friend and she hangs up. I successfully remove the remainder of the wax and then notice to my grief and despair..................................THE HAIR IS STILLTHERE.......................ALL OF IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!. So I shaved it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heck, I'm numb at this point. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week I'm going to try hair color......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-112986141380296410?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/112986141380296410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=112986141380296410' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/112986141380296410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/112986141380296410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2005/10/magic-powder-vs-cold-wax-jen-this-is.html' title='Magic Powder vs. Cold Wax (Jen this is for you!)'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-112980662820193259</id><published>2005-10-20T06:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T06:10:28.210-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Things that make me smile....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/1600/smiling%20dog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/320/smiling%20dog.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My children's laughter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The smell of freshly baked cookies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A warm bath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend's blogs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HNT (of course)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New lingerie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dancing in the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pick Me! Pick Me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting the last piece of yummy chocolate&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-112980662820193259?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/112980662820193259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=112980662820193259' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/112980662820193259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/112980662820193259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2005/10/things-that-make-me-smile.html' title='Things that make me smile....'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-112976962285403789</id><published>2005-10-19T19:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T19:57:16.640-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Whacked out Wednesday = Quiz Day</title><content type='html'>Ok. I have been gone a week and see that a few of you noticed HA!  Here are a few quizes to keep you freaky fans entertained...hit me up with results...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiz one is What Happy Bunny are you:  (I tested out as Cute but Psycho...imagine that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://quizilla.com/users/yourgoodfriend/quizzes/which%20happy%20bunny%20are%20you%3F/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiz # 2 is R u Hot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.ruhotquiz.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My results were as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Based on your answers and the highly unscientific, fun, and mindless nature of this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quiz, your hotness score is 230.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What really counts is how your score compares to those of your of friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget to forward them this email so you can compare results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hip and Happening &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checking the scene and dressing to impress are your mottos. Trendy and nicely-pressed, you catch eyes and turn heads wherever you roll. You're sure to find all the parties and hot spots.  You are one hip cat, and that's hot.  Don't ever cool down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun this whacked out Wednesday my freaky friends...love ya'll!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-112976962285403789?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/112976962285403789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=112976962285403789' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/112976962285403789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/112976962285403789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2005/10/whacked-out-wednesday-quiz-day.html' title='Whacked out Wednesday = Quiz Day'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-112912510387370875</id><published>2005-10-12T08:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T08:51:43.883-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The are you going to the nuthouse test...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/1600/calvin1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/400/calvin.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok this test is short and easy..kinda funny...take it if you dare:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=17083076082554367052&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-112912510387370875?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/112912510387370875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=112912510387370875' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/112912510387370875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/112912510387370875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2005/10/are-you-going-to-nuthouse-test.html' title='The are you going to the nuthouse test...'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-112895546115667484</id><published>2005-10-10T09:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T09:44:21.166-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The much awaited Elton John Concert Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/1600/iwasthere-NEW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/200/iwasthere-NEW.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...I went to the Elton John concert...on September 30th and have been remiss in posting about it. OMG he was amazing...he played for 2 hours and 45 minutes with no break...and he ain't a spring chicken anymore.&lt;br /&gt;He promoted his new album which was recorded in Atlanta, GA...very cool album with gospel and country feel to it if you can believe that! My all time favorite song by him I have decided is "The Bitch is Back". Some how I have decided to make that my anthem or something...well ok maybe only 6 days out of the month but that is another story lol.&lt;br /&gt;I thought I would see lots of interesting peeps but the crowd seemed fairly tame (bummer)...anyway the concert rocked although he didn't do much if any of his 80s or 90s stuff but then I guesss we would have been there all night!!!! Below is the review from the Nashville concert:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artist:&lt;a href="http://clk.about.com/?zi=1/XJ&amp;sdn=classicrock&amp;amp;zu=http%3A%2Fod%2Fbandsandartists%2Fp%2Felton_john.htm"&gt;Elton John&lt;/a&gt;Venue:Gaylord Entertainment Center - NashvilleConcert Date:September 30, 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They Call It Music City&lt;br /&gt;Elton John.&lt;br /&gt;Nashville.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If that seems like an unlikely combination to you, consider these tidbits&lt;br /&gt;The city's largest indoor concert venue has booked twice as many rock and pop acts as country music acts this year&lt;br /&gt;Rock artists have recorded here for years, because of the high quality of the recording studios and the pool of exceptional session musicians&lt;br /&gt;Nashville is called Music City, not Country Music CityYou might be tempted to make a case that Nashville would be a fitting venue for the tour that promotes the artist's slightly country-tinged album, Peachtree Road. Well, don't be. The fact is that the 16,000 people who came to hear Elton John in Nashville on September 30 didn't come to hear Porch Swing In Tupelo or Turn the Lights Out When You Leave.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, sure, the crowd was polite and even mildly enthusiastic as Elton ... uh, excuse me, SIR Elton (do they really confer knighthood on little guys who wear puffy pink pants and lie on top of their pianos?) ... hurried through a few songs from his latest album, each with a somewhat perfunctory, over-rehearsed spoken introduction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Audience ConnectionIt wasn't until the Peachtree Road album's backup singers left the stage and John hit the first chord of Benny and the Jets that the crowd started clapping, swaying, stomping, shouting, and singing along while accompanying themselves on air piano.&lt;br /&gt;The artist himself was clearly more at home with the "old" material, immediately becoming more comfortable, more connected with the audience, and in general just having a lot more fun. It isn't unusual for performers who have been kicking around for as long as Elton John has to rely on popular favorites from times gone by in their stage sets. It is, however, unusual to see the artist perform those songs with his energy and enthusiasm.&lt;br /&gt;Where DOES He Get That Energy?For a solid two-and-a-half hours, stopping only long enough to leap from the piano bench to take a sip of water between songs, Sir Elton played, sang, and crisscrossed the stage, applauding the audience as warmly as they were applauding him. Then it was two encores and another thirty minutes of high energy performing. His trademark leap onto the top of the piano might have been a little slower than it used to be, but not much.&lt;br /&gt;It was a long time after his string of wooden intros to songs from the recent album before he even stopped long enough to speak before launching into the next song. That was when he warmly related the story of going into the recording studio with Ray Charles to record Sorry Seems To Be The Hardest Word for Charles' Genius Loves Company album, shortly before his death in 2004.&lt;br /&gt;The show-stopper was an extended rendition of Rocket Man, bolstered by audio effects and light show, both of which were used sparingly but effectively throughout the show.&lt;br /&gt;Old Times, New TimesWhen you look up "showmanship" in the dictionary, you expect to see Elton John's picture next to the definition. Though less flamboyant than in past incarnations -- the only feather boas and sequined eyeglasses were worn by fans -- he still puts on one helluva show. Longtime sidemen Davey Johnstone on guitar and Nigel Olsson (former Nashvillian who has been around since the Elton John Trio days in the late '60s) on drums are a perfect fit in both musical proficiency and stage presence.&lt;br /&gt;This is a performer who seems to genuinely like and appreciate his fans. This is evident in his expressing his pleasure at having met some of them backstage, dedicating a song to one of them, and taking time during his first encore to shake hands and sign autographs for those in the front row seats. His concert ticket prices, in spite of his well-earned superstar status, have remained low enough to keep him accessible to most fans, and them to him.&lt;br /&gt;This isn't the first time the artist has played Nashville, and if we're lucky, it won't be the last. If anything was clear in his most recent performance here, Elton John likes Nashville, and Nashville likes Elton John.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://erclk.about.com/?zi=1/hbB"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-112895546115667484?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/112895546115667484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=112895546115667484' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/112895546115667484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/112895546115667484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2005/10/much-awaited-elton-john-concert-review.html' title='The much awaited Elton John Concert Review'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-112879095045980099</id><published>2005-10-08T11:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T12:02:30.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall is in the air! Fall is in the air!  Fall is in the air...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/1600/IM000130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/320/IM000130.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when fall is in the air...and the leaves begin to change it makes me all happy and warm inside and when I get all happy and warm inside it makes me wanna...have sex sex sex!!! Well scratch that...really everything makes me want to do that...Anyway, Happy Fall Ya'll!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-112879095045980099?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/112879095045980099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=112879095045980099' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/112879095045980099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/112879095045980099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2005/10/fall-is-in-air-fall-is-in-air-fall-is.html' title='Fall is in the air! Fall is in the air!  Fall is in the air...'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-112872686748219833</id><published>2005-10-07T18:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T18:14:27.490-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Free For All!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/1600/denim3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/200/denim3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I have made it through yet another week!&lt;br /&gt;I am lookin at you all (yes, you ALL) and askin' this one very important question......When is Happy Hour?????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-112872686748219833?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/112872686748219833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=112872686748219833' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/112872686748219833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/112872686748219833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2005/10/friday-free-for-all.html' title='Friday Free For All!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-112838955702995181</id><published>2005-10-03T20:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T20:32:37.036-05:00</updated><title type='text'>11 Years Ago!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/1600/IM000233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/200/IM000233.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/1600/IM000282a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/320/IM000282a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/1600/Florida%20trip%20043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/320/Florida%20trip%20043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well 11 years ago at 7:31 pm I had my sweet lil Rachel...who is now as tall as me! I just want to wish her a Happy Birthday and tell her that she was the best gift I have ever been given! I love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-112838955702995181?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/112838955702995181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=112838955702995181' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/112838955702995181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/112838955702995181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2005/10/11-years-ago.html' title='11 Years Ago!!!!'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-112829868633076563</id><published>2005-10-02T19:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T19:18:06.336-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepy Sunday</title><content type='html'>Today has been a lazy kind of day...just enjoying the day and spending time with Rachel...hope all of you have had a great weekend...&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/1600/Florida%20trip%200462.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1314/1613/200/Florida%20trip%200461.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-112829868633076563?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/112829868633076563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=112829868633076563' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/112829868633076563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/112829868633076563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2005/10/sleepy-sunday.html' title='Sleepy Sunday'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16872340.post-112820633381189772</id><published>2005-10-01T17:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T17:38:53.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday night fun!!!!</title><content type='html'>Well I did a lil people watchin' and I noticed there are a whole lot of men with spikey hair...not that it is a bad thing but just an observation.  Along with the observation, spikey hair can come in all lengths and on all ages...very bizarre looking on some...HOT on others...and some I just thought hmmmmm......  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw one guy who looked like his lower body was going surfin' and his upper body just got back from Alaska...too funny.  There was another lady that had a skirt ont hat was longer in the front and shorter in the back and most of us know why...and when she walked it looked like her ass cheeks were fighting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was the singing bellhop guy...very cute...sang me Love Me Tender...ya gotta love anyone who can sing Elvis and not ruin it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I got a huge hug from pierced guy...I was old enough to be his old but very cool aunt!  I sooooo wanted to ask him if he had anything else pierced but I refrained...I had only had 2 Mike's Hard Lemonade...so I just pondered it quietly to myself....(yeah a rare thing I know).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also decided I might do my own show of what not to wear (the southern version)...OMG  some people are just really confused...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16872340-112820633381189772?l=lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/feeds/112820633381189772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16872340&amp;postID=112820633381189772' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/112820633381189772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16872340/posts/default/112820633381189772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lolaliciousisjustsayin.blogspot.com/2005/10/friday-night-fun.html' title='Friday night fun!!!!'/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06164892319319253626</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/_v8_4XCSnPws/SAs2uT2qCgI/AAAAAAAAAF0/6lvL7GmuciU/S220/Photo+106.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
