<?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-4935722360629303700</id><updated>2011-11-07T17:51:06.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Rants and Tangents of Me!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blairbear1681.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935722360629303700/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blairbear1681.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Blairbear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04016568987638859944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzhwC9vqTdY/ScJx4jRYV0I/AAAAAAAAABc/YSmWzDAz-OI/S220/100_0323.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935722360629303700.post-5187694119897311229</id><published>2009-05-24T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T20:06:41.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Now What?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;How about an update! Weeeeeeeeee. ok enough with that.  As most of you know I graduated from nursing school last week.  Well now begins the stress of finding a job and taking the NCLEX.  I thought that the NCLEX would be a breeze but now I am not so sure.  I have done poorly on all of the practice tests so far and just dont have the motivation to study. Ugh! Also as most of you know I suffer from Bi-Polar disorder, well Im not suffering as much as annoyed.  Anywho, now that my illness is becoming more and more under control i have a new affliction.  Before I was diagnosed and medicated I was not aware of my behaviors and moods and how they affected the people around me.  Now that things are settling down and I know what to look for I live in constant fear of the downward swing.  I now also know when they are coming. It is terrible, and miserable.  I wish I could just find that happy medium and never have to experience this. I want to be normal.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4935722360629303700-5187694119897311229?l=blairbear1681.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blairbear1681.blogspot.com/feeds/5187694119897311229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4935722360629303700&amp;postID=5187694119897311229' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935722360629303700/posts/default/5187694119897311229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935722360629303700/posts/default/5187694119897311229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blairbear1681.blogspot.com/2009/05/now-what.html' title='Now What?'/><author><name>Blairbear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04016568987638859944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzhwC9vqTdY/ScJx4jRYV0I/AAAAAAAAABc/YSmWzDAz-OI/S220/100_0323.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935722360629303700.post-7728813544765631247</id><published>2009-05-12T17:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T17:47:11.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'>As of today!</title><content type='html'>Life is looking up! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is all!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now back to Kaplan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4935722360629303700-7728813544765631247?l=blairbear1681.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blairbear1681.blogspot.com/feeds/7728813544765631247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4935722360629303700&amp;postID=7728813544765631247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935722360629303700/posts/default/7728813544765631247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935722360629303700/posts/default/7728813544765631247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blairbear1681.blogspot.com/2009/05/as-of-today.html' title='As of today!'/><author><name>Blairbear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04016568987638859944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzhwC9vqTdY/ScJx4jRYV0I/AAAAAAAAABc/YSmWzDAz-OI/S220/100_0323.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935722360629303700.post-3894287936393432302</id><published>2009-01-23T08:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T09:02:15.710-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interview From Tracey!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; "&gt;1. How long have you wanted to be a nurse and why do you think you chose this field?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; I have always know that I wanted to do something medical.  There are lots of Dr's in my family.  I actually started college pre-med but didnt realize you actually had to go to class, so I ended up with a 0.5 GPA that semester!  After having my first daughter I decided to go back to school and Nursing seemed like the thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;2. What has been your favorite thing about school so far and the worst?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;My favorite thing so far is either the new people I have met or the hands on things I have gotten to do the worst is the unforgiving nature of the program and the run-around.  &lt;br /&gt;3. If you listed out the charcteristics of a perfect husband what would they be?  What would be the ones that were deal breakers if the guy didn't have and which ones would your cross off to be with someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Ooh this is a hard one.  Physically I would want them to look like (well lets face it) Josh.  But I would want them to have a sense of humor, love my kids and love food as much as I do.  I dont want them to be wasteful but I want them to not be a total tight ass with their money either! (I never want to have to call to get permission to buy hotdogs again!!!) Deal breakers would most likely be job related. If they didnt have a real job, car, home of their own, Im out!!! I am a hopeless romantic, so I would like someone who at least make an effort to be romantic once in a while. I am also really affectionate so I would want someone the same. Im sure there are more but I cant think of them right now!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;4. Talk about a favorite childhood memory.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;When i was growing up we would have sunday bbq's with all of our neighbors. I loved it and always had a great time&lt;br /&gt;5. How do you plan on celebrating graduating this semester? &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I plan on ignoring my personal oprah as much as i can and just lose my self in school.  I just have to accept that my #1 fan is gone.&lt;br /&gt;talk about how great I am...hahahaha JK&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Tracey is the coolest person in my class!! I wish I could be just like her!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "&gt;The only rules are that you have to link back to the original post and you have to put these rules in your post:"Want to be part of it? Follow these instructions:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "&gt;1. Leave me a comment saying, "Interview me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "&gt;2. I will respond by emailing you five questions. I get to pick the questions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "&gt;3. You will update your blog with the answers to the questions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "&gt;4. You will include this explanation and an offer to interview someone else in the same post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "&gt;5. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them five questions."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;rte_text&gt;&lt;/rte_text&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4935722360629303700-3894287936393432302?l=blairbear1681.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blairbear1681.blogspot.com/feeds/3894287936393432302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4935722360629303700&amp;postID=3894287936393432302' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935722360629303700/posts/default/3894287936393432302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935722360629303700/posts/default/3894287936393432302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blairbear1681.blogspot.com/2009/01/interview-from-tracey.html' title='Interview From Tracey!'/><author><name>Blairbear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04016568987638859944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzhwC9vqTdY/ScJx4jRYV0I/AAAAAAAAABc/YSmWzDAz-OI/S220/100_0323.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935722360629303700.post-5309658373634249998</id><published>2008-12-11T13:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T13:30:44.252-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Woo Hoo!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;So the semester is finally over!!!!! However, I now am lacking for something to do. By something to do I mean school related. I keep feeling like I am forgetting something major. I am now able to clean my house and workout though. I have started on my mental planning for my closets now I am just waiting for Josh to put a second hanging bar in Abby's closet.  Then I will be off and running. As we speak, the maintenance guy is painting my wall red in my apt, which I think will give it more personality.  I dont really have anything exciting to write about yet. My daughter Maddy will be out here on the 23rd so I am looking for ward to that. Thats about it for now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4935722360629303700-5309658373634249998?l=blairbear1681.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blairbear1681.blogspot.com/feeds/5309658373634249998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4935722360629303700&amp;postID=5309658373634249998' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935722360629303700/posts/default/5309658373634249998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935722360629303700/posts/default/5309658373634249998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blairbear1681.blogspot.com/2008/12/woo-hoo_11.html' title='Woo Hoo!!'/><author><name>Blairbear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04016568987638859944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzhwC9vqTdY/ScJx4jRYV0I/AAAAAAAAABc/YSmWzDAz-OI/S220/100_0323.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935722360629303700.post-1645447645000396774</id><published>2008-12-06T19:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T19:19:15.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Woo Hoo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LbvP7dT3Dx0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LbvP7dT3Dx0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4935722360629303700-1645447645000396774?l=blairbear1681.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blairbear1681.blogspot.com/feeds/1645447645000396774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4935722360629303700&amp;postID=1645447645000396774' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935722360629303700/posts/default/1645447645000396774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935722360629303700/posts/default/1645447645000396774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blairbear1681.blogspot.com/2008/12/woo-hoo.html' title='Woo Hoo!'/><author><name>Blairbear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04016568987638859944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzhwC9vqTdY/ScJx4jRYV0I/AAAAAAAAABc/YSmWzDAz-OI/S220/100_0323.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935722360629303700.post-5579006605891787318</id><published>2008-11-30T20:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T20:50:54.025-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A quick note!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;So I really dont have time to write anything profound but I just thought I would check in.  I am almost done with school, 8 days!!!! Then a well deserved break. I think Josh will enjoy my break too! I just got back from L.A. which was fun and nice to get away. I somehow managed to be on EXTRA with no makeup which was lovely.  I must get back to studying but here is something to entertain you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Gh1m_-Vou08&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Gh1m_-Vou08&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4935722360629303700-5579006605891787318?l=blairbear1681.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blairbear1681.blogspot.com/feeds/5579006605891787318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4935722360629303700&amp;postID=5579006605891787318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935722360629303700/posts/default/5579006605891787318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935722360629303700/posts/default/5579006605891787318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blairbear1681.blogspot.com/2008/11/quick-note.html' title='A quick note!'/><author><name>Blairbear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04016568987638859944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzhwC9vqTdY/ScJx4jRYV0I/AAAAAAAAABc/YSmWzDAz-OI/S220/100_0323.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935722360629303700.post-9082636901429435257</id><published>2008-11-10T20:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T20:54:43.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on the dishwasher!</title><content type='html'>So instead of making me wait on the part for the dishwasher they decided to give me a whole new dishwasher! Rad I thought. They installed it and took my old one away all while I was studying, so needless to say I wasnt too concerned with what they were doing. About an hour after the maintenance dudes left I crawled out of my study cave and went to get more coffee when to my dismay i noticed an all black dishwasher. My appliances are Stainless!! Hello just because black goes with stainless it works as more of an accent! Did I just sound snotty?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4935722360629303700-9082636901429435257?l=blairbear1681.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blairbear1681.blogspot.com/feeds/9082636901429435257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4935722360629303700&amp;postID=9082636901429435257' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935722360629303700/posts/default/9082636901429435257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935722360629303700/posts/default/9082636901429435257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blairbear1681.blogspot.com/2008/11/update-on-dishwasher.html' title='Update on the dishwasher!'/><author><name>Blairbear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04016568987638859944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzhwC9vqTdY/ScJx4jRYV0I/AAAAAAAAABc/YSmWzDAz-OI/S220/100_0323.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935722360629303700.post-8591435972738057581</id><published>2008-11-10T12:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T12:51:35.072-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Distracted!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Despite the fact that I know I need to be reading or studying I cannot keep my focus! Maybe it is the baby whining on the floor next to me or the fact that my dishwasher is down for the count until a new part arrives. Or perhaps it is the fact that despite taking them out twice last night, one of our awesome dogs decided to take a HUGE dump and piss all over my new rug, right where the baby plays! It seems these days I can't get away from creatures with loss of bladder and bowel control! I just want to wipe MY ASS people! haha. So anywho aside from that I'm doing well. i bought Josh a new "wedding" ring yesterday since he has shrunk so much and can't wear his anymore. Then I met a fabulous gay dude last night who has a HUGE crush on Josh. it was hilarious, this guy just kept telling me how jealous he was of me and that he wanted to perform "certain" acts on my husband!!!!! OMG Kinda gross but kinda cute too. God bless Colfax and its cornucopia pr humanity.  I am going to get back to one of the 40 page chapters I have to read, maybe Ill be less distractible now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4935722360629303700-8591435972738057581?l=blairbear1681.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blairbear1681.blogspot.com/feeds/8591435972738057581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4935722360629303700&amp;postID=8591435972738057581' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935722360629303700/posts/default/8591435972738057581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935722360629303700/posts/default/8591435972738057581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blairbear1681.blogspot.com/2008/11/distracted.html' title='Distracted!!!'/><author><name>Blairbear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04016568987638859944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzhwC9vqTdY/ScJx4jRYV0I/AAAAAAAAABc/YSmWzDAz-OI/S220/100_0323.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935722360629303700.post-5080008589446063688</id><published>2008-11-08T16:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T16:46:22.438-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My ex husband should die of gonnorhea and rot in hell!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I will start from the pseudo beginning. When my ex and i first got divorced we were still amazing friends. We could call each other with any problem and we would talk for hours everyday. Then he got an insecure girlfriend and my friend disappeared.  Since then my life has been hell, he has since married said girlfriend and continued to be a dick.  He is pretty much trying to exclude me from the picture.  Our daughter who lives with him (thats a whole different Oprah) even calls his new wife MOM!!!! So tonight I found out that my X-mas plans got scrapped. Josh's family lives in TX and we were going to drive to MO, pick up my daughter, and go to TX. It worked out great, because I usually have to spend $1200 on plane tickets to see my daughter.  My ex wont let her fly by herself so I have to buy me 2 round trip tickets and her 1 just to get her to Denver. Or waste 48 hours driving back and fourth twice. So anywho when i found out that my X-mas had to be rearranged I called my ex to see if maybe he had sprouted a soul. Nope! He still wont let her fly, even though a flight attendent will be with her the whole time, he drops her off to the same person i pick her up from.  His argument tonight was that she might get molested because there are tons of sickos on planes. Seriously?, thats not why it is called cock pit, stupid. I cant believe i actually used to have meaningful conversations with this man! He also threw in that his mom thinks its a bad idea too. (His mom has never been on a plane!) OMG!!! My ex is such a retard redneck.  So now I dont know what to do for x-mas. I have no one in MO that can fly out with her because they all have families of their own and I have no place to go if I go there. Also this is Abby's first x-mas and I dont want her to spend it in a hotel room! Ugh What do I do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4935722360629303700-5080008589446063688?l=blairbear1681.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blairbear1681.blogspot.com/feeds/5080008589446063688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4935722360629303700&amp;postID=5080008589446063688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935722360629303700/posts/default/5080008589446063688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935722360629303700/posts/default/5080008589446063688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blairbear1681.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-ex-husband-should-die-of-gonnorhea.html' title='My ex husband should die of gonnorhea and rot in hell!'/><author><name>Blairbear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04016568987638859944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzhwC9vqTdY/ScJx4jRYV0I/AAAAAAAAABc/YSmWzDAz-OI/S220/100_0323.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935722360629303700.post-9205812208179842985</id><published>2008-11-08T08:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T08:34:30.301-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Last night I was playing around on you tube and found this:&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Kf6yeH5x9fI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Kf6yeH5x9fI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I think its hilarious. I can remember singing this song at the top of my lungs at Jordan Creek (for all you springfield people). So anywho, I was up studying all night last night and am now completely exhausted.  My baby has a double ear infection and decided to get up at 7 am, so me staying up till 2am was a bad idea. Josh and I are sick as well, I actually missed my first clinical day yesterday! I hope im not in too much trouble. This semester has been so crazy! My house is a mess and my daughter is growing up before my eyes and I am missing out.  The fact that my house is a mess and I want to clean and organize bothers me most. My husband actually thinks I am a slob but I am actually FAR from it. I am a totaly neat freak and it is giving me anxiety that I cant keep this house clean!  Oh when I graduate, it will be so clean! I also miss the ability to cook dinner every night. Josh works every night and I am studying to it is hot pockets and ro-tel dip every night. I think I need therapy just to get me thorugh these last few months!  All of the nurses I have been working with talk about their hobbies and what not and are all fit. I cannot wait to have the time and money to do the same. I would love to takeup rock climbing and really get good at snowboarding ( by good I mean go down the mountain forwards as well as backwards, which is all i can do now!) I mean, I live in Colorado and I dont do anything ourdoorsy and I love the outdoors. I want a real reason to go to REI haha. I would also like to start taking ballet classes again. i took a few with the Academy of Colorado Ballet and then wrecked my car and went broke. So someday! When i said rants and tangents of me I wasnt kidding haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4935722360629303700-9205812208179842985?l=blairbear1681.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blairbear1681.blogspot.com/feeds/9205812208179842985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4935722360629303700&amp;postID=9205812208179842985' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935722360629303700/posts/default/9205812208179842985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935722360629303700/posts/default/9205812208179842985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blairbear1681.blogspot.com/2008/11/last-night-i-was-playing-around-on-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Blairbear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04016568987638859944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzhwC9vqTdY/ScJx4jRYV0I/AAAAAAAAABc/YSmWzDAz-OI/S220/100_0323.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935722360629303700.post-5188389753738301655</id><published>2008-11-07T23:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T23:38:34.894-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is new!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;So, I have never had  a blog or kept a journal or even had a diary, this could be interesting! Or maybe not. Who knows. Lets see shall we?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4935722360629303700-5188389753738301655?l=blairbear1681.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blairbear1681.blogspot.com/feeds/5188389753738301655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4935722360629303700&amp;postID=5188389753738301655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935722360629303700/posts/default/5188389753738301655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935722360629303700/posts/default/5188389753738301655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blairbear1681.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-is-new.html' title='This is new!!'/><author><name>Blairbear</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04016568987638859944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzhwC9vqTdY/ScJx4jRYV0I/AAAAAAAAABc/YSmWzDAz-OI/S220/100_0323.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
