<?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-3284952</id><updated>2011-04-22T00:57:00.952-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rambling Chatter</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramblingchatter.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingchatter.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Paula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16997832483777382470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>70</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3284952.post-94478572</id><published>2003-05-16T21:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-16T21:08:56.400-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just a quick post to say that I've switched over to &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com"&gt;Live Journal&lt;/a&gt;.  Please change your links to &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/deniece29"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;.  Also, feel free to add me to your friends list there.  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3284952-94478572?l=ramblingchatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/94478572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/94478572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingchatter.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94478572' title=''/><author><name>Paula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16997832483777382470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3284952.post-94102722</id><published>2003-05-10T09:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-10T09:33:38.883-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So today I am officially 29 years old.  Mom has scheduled a little party for me, which will probably just be a couple of friends and some hot dogs, and then cake and chips.  The ex actually agreed to let Devan stay home this weekend so he could be here today too...so that was surprising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up this morning to the alarm clock blaring at 6:45.  I got up to turn it off and went back to bed for a few more minutes.  All of a sudden, I heard Oscar and Daisy barking like crazy. I knew nobody was outside because I had the bedroom window up, and I didn't hear anybody come up the hill.  So I get up and go into the den to see what is wrong....  Oscar is whining and scratching behind one of the chairs, and suddenly I knew.....  I'll explain below :p&lt;br /&gt;About a week ago, Devan brought home his report card.  He made A's and B's, and since 'Please Mommy Not Him' (his old hamster) died a few months back, I decided I would get him a couple more.  So I bought a pretty good sized cage, and 2 female hamsters.....   We named them Lucy and Ethel :)  So anyway, back to why Oscar was acting so silly.....  Ethel got loose this morning.  After turning over all of the chairs where Oscar was whining, I finally come back to my room.  All of a sudden I hear a scratching sound and Daisy keeps looking at something.  Ethel had made it into my bedroom and was under my book shelf.  &lt;br /&gt;So over an hour later, we finally catch her and put her back in the cage with Lucy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom is supposed to go pick up the cake at 12, and I don't know what time people are going to be here.....  So I should go clean up some on the house :p&lt;br /&gt;See ya later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3284952-94102722?l=ramblingchatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/94102722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/94102722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingchatter.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94102722' title=''/><author><name>Paula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16997832483777382470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3284952.post-94010256</id><published>2003-05-08T16:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-08T16:27:47.516-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>God, it's been so long since I've been here.....so many things have happened, I probably can't even remember half of them. I'll try though :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I know my layout has went kaput.  I got an email from &lt;a href="http://www.boomspeed.com"&gt;Boomspeed&lt;/a&gt; the other night telling me that I was in violations of their TOS, and that my account would be deleted at the end of this month. So I'll need to find somewhere else to host images, if I decide to stay here.  Anybody have any suggestions on image hosting sites?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember a few months back when I mentioned filling out an application for an apartment in Duffield?  Well, I got a phone call about a week ago telling me that I was #1 on the waiting list.  It's had to have been at least 6 months or longer since I applied, so I had forgotten about it.  I have an appointment on Monday with them.  I'm kinda excited, because this will be basically the first time that me and Devan have been out on our own, in our own place.  And electricity and water is included, which is good.  All I will have to worry about is getting the phone and cable hooked up. But it's also about 10 minutes (if that) from where I am now,  in a completely different county, it will be long distance to call anyone here, and Devan doesn't want to change schools. I've agreed to let him finish out the school year where he's at now, so hopefully I will be able to get a job in Big Stone and not have to make so many trips back and forth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom finally got the nerve to sit down and have a talk with my cousin about my grandmother.  We've been the ones that gave up everything in our lives 2 years ago to move up here and take care of her, while my cousin is the one with Power of Attorney over my grandmother, but still will go sometimes more than 6 months without even calling to check on her.  Mamaw has said repeatedly that this house will go to my mom when she dies, after all, she is the only child alive.  So mom told Vickie that since we were the ones here doing everything for my grandmother, then she wanted the POA and everything signed over to her.  Vickie agreed.....  she said that anytime that mom wanted to get everything switched over, to call her and they would go to a lawyer and have it done that day.  The day that mom called her and asked her to come over to get it done, she was told that Vickie thought that Mamaw was bad enough to go into a nursing home, and she had already started the process.  Mom asked if they could quit the process, and go ahead and sign it over, and mom would continue to live here and take care of her, and Vickie said that it was too late for that now.  She also said that mamaw's insurance would pay for her to be in a nursing home for the first 6 months, but then they were coming to take the house.  So now mom is trying to find somewhere to move to pretty quick, cause we don't know when all of this is gonna happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking about checking into &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com"&gt;LiveJournal&lt;/a&gt; lately.  I know alot of people, especially in the guild that I am in, and at the B&amp;G have been using it lately.  I thought about not using this blogger account anymore, and switching over to livejournal, but I don't really know what I will have to do....  I mean can I just sign up for an account, or do I have to have a code, or what?  And would I be able to change my template and would I still have to find somewhere to host images if I do change to a different template?  Everybody knows that I'm graphically challenged and wouldn't (couldn't is the better word) be making my own layout anyway, but still....    Any help or comments would be greatly appreciated on this! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and one more thing....  This Saturday is my birthday!  I'll be 29.....  so Happy (early) Birthday to me!!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3284952-94010256?l=ramblingchatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/94010256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/94010256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingchatter.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94010256' title=''/><author><name>Paula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16997832483777382470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3284952.post-90500708</id><published>2003-03-10T23:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-10T23:20:35.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So last week I decided to call the telephone company about getting DSL.  I had figured up what I was paying out for my phone bill, long distance, and local dial-up a month, and after hearing a friend tell me what she was paying for DSL, I thought I would call and check on it.  The lady at Verizon told me that I would get all of the extras like unlimited *69, call forwarding, call waiting, three way calling, caller ID, (a few other things that I can't think of and probably will never use) and unlimited long distance, along with the free DSL modem.  So I signed up for it :)  It actually ended up a little cheaper than what I am paying right now....  $30 a month for basic phone service (with no extras), almost $20 a month for my internet connection, and then whatever on long distance that we ended up spending..... which this month was $33 because my cousin has been here for the past couple months.  But anyway.....  my modem was delivered today!  :)   It's not ready to be installed until the 13th, but WooHoo!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've still been playing a lot of the Sims.   I think I enjoy making the houses more than anything right now.  I deleted all of the people except my 2 roomies, and then created new people based on some friends.  I made Veronica and her boyfriend Chris tonight.  I built them a cute little house, and decorated it for them.  I was even on the phone with Veronica at the time asking her what kind of wallpaper and everything she wanted. I built my first 2-story house tonight, which actually turned out pretty good.  I even made sort of a balcony coming out on the top, and put some benches and the bbq grill up there.  The only thing is, it wouldn't let me put a door coming onto the balcony, so I put one of the long fancy windows that look sort of like doors.  I'm thinking about putting another set of stairs coming up to there though, because I don't think my Sims will be able to come out of the window there for a bbq :p&lt;br /&gt;I also created a bachelor sim and built him a house, and then I created a female sim and build her a smaller house....  then I got the man to call the woman and get to know her, and then got him to propose.  It was kinda cute  lol... except he proposed in the bathroom....  I shoulda at least waited until they were in the living room or something, but she followed him into the bathroom and the option was there....   Hmmmm, has anyone ever wondered &lt;b&gt;why&lt;/b&gt; they follow each other into the bathroom??  I actually had one of the roomies get into the bath tub, and while she was standing there all blocked out naked, the gardener walked right in on her... Weird :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3284952-90500708?l=ramblingchatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/90500708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/90500708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingchatter.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90500708' title=''/><author><name>Paula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16997832483777382470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3284952.post-90307842</id><published>2003-03-07T11:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-07T11:37:27.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can't believe how long it's been since I posted anything...  I knew my life was boring, but gee!  :p  &lt;br /&gt;I've gotten pretty addicted to the Sims lately.  I used to have the Sim Safari and a few others that I had bought for Devan one year, but we never really got into any of them, but I just can't leave the one I have alone now.  I haven't even been connecting to the internet for more than a couple minutes since I got this.  I don't really understand why I like the game as much as I do, but I could sit for hours and just build onto the house and then take things away.  My first couple set the house on fire 3 times, and then I finally died.... My husband had to cook and eat his dinner before he even came over to mourn me  lol....  The ones I am playing with now are alot better.  I picked 2 roommates... the only problem is that they've spent so much time together that I think they are falling in love.  So I've been trying to invite people over for them to get to know more.   I created another family, and I kept wondering why the man and woman wouldn't sleep in the same bed.... and a friend told me last night that they have to get to know each other better and then make the man propose.  I keep wondering.... why can't they buy a washer and dryer?  I built a laundry room onto my house, and then realized that I couldn't buy washers and dryers.  So I ended up turning the room into sort of another living room, with a couple nice couches and a piano.... and some plants in the corners :p&lt;br /&gt;LOL, I'm enjoying this game :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3284952-90307842?l=ramblingchatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/90307842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/90307842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingchatter.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90307842' title=''/><author><name>Paula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16997832483777382470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3284952.post-89218681</id><published>2003-02-16T22:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-22T10:27:20.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel like I'm going insane.  I don't think that people that aren't around someone with Alzheimers alot actually know how stressful it is.  Sometimes I just &lt;b&gt;have&lt;/b&gt; to come to my room so I won't say anything to my grandmother. And sometimes it doesn't work and I end up saying something anyway.... which hurts her feelings.  And I know that she can't help it,  and I know that when I get older I will probably have Alzheimers and I feel so sorry for anyone that is going to be around me then.  Hopefully Devan will remember how this is and have me put in a nursing home so he won't have to deal with it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3284952-89218681?l=ramblingchatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/89218681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/89218681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingchatter.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89218681' title=''/><author><name>Paula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16997832483777382470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3284952.post-88972905</id><published>2003-02-12T09:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-12T09:20:54.976-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I finally got a new layout up!!  &lt;a href="http://butterflyskiss.blogspot.com"&gt;Dinesha&lt;/a&gt; had found this one for me a while back, and I couldn't get it to show right so I put it into a folder with alot of other blog layouts that I had used, or thought about using.... and then I forgot the folder was there until I was going through My Documents and saw it.  It had alot of templates in it that I had forgot I had ;)&lt;br /&gt;I still need to change some links on it, and customize the 'link me' button, if I decide to use that.  I also took the tagboard off =(&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I'm not a member of the &lt;a href="http://www.loverevolution.net/qbee/"&gt;Qbee&lt;/a&gt; anymore.  Alot of the patches were hosted on Liquid2k and there were alot of broken links, and I never got around to fixing them.  =\   I guess the thrill of it was gone too, it was fun while it was new to me. So I guess everyone that has my patch on their quilt, should remove them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me get this out of the way before I forget.  On the 1st, we were all getting ready to go to the party I had scheduled for Devan's birthday.  I called the store where I was getting his cake and told them that his party wasn't until later in the day so I wouldn't be picking up the cake as early as I told them.  About 3 hours later, Devan and I went up there to get it.  I started looking around, and I didn't see a cake like the one I had ordered.  The lady working asked me what my last name was, and after looking, she asked me what is was supposed to be decorated like.  I told her that it was supposed to have a monster truck running over 2 cars.  She looked at me.... and said "Honey, I haven't made a cake like that today".......  After looking around at the orders for that day, she found out that the girl who had taken my order, had put it on the wrong day.  She told me that if I would give her 20 minutes, she would have it ready for me.  I shopped around for a while, and went back for it.  This should have been an indication of how the rest of the day was gonna go... She did let me have the cake for half price though.&lt;br /&gt;We got home, and I ended up getting into a little spat with my grandmother. She realized that Devan's party wasn't going to be at the house, so she refused to go.  Now understand this....  she complains all the time that she never gets out (which she does, she just can't remember) and that she feels glued to her chair.  She &lt;i&gt;begs&lt;/i&gt; to go out to the store anytime someone goes just so she can get out of the house.  But when we have something planned and we want her to be involved and go with us, she refuses to and says that she doesn't feel like it.  We can't leave her by herself so &lt;b&gt;all&lt;/b&gt; of us get knocked out of going.   We called the neighbor at the bottom of the hill and she agreed to sit up with Mamaw until we got back.  &lt;br /&gt;Te party was scheduled to start at 6, so we went to pick up another friend and her daughter, and I had to stop at Wal Mart for some drinks.  We got to the skating rink around 6:10, only to find that the parking lot was &lt;b&gt;packed&lt;/b&gt;.  Mom and I went in to ask whether all of those people were gonna be there too (even though when we called, we specifically asked if we would have the rink to ourselves, and were assured that we would) and the woman looked at me like I was stupid, and said 'Yes... this is Saturday night."  I told her that I had understood that I would get the rink to ourselves for his party.  She said that I was crazy if I thought I would be able to have a party there with nobody else there on a weekend, and that if I didn't want it as crowded, then maybe I should come back the next day.  Mom said that she wasn't driving all the way back up there (about 40 miles) the next day, and the woman stuck her nose up in the air and said 'Suit yourself' and stormed off.   Now geeeezzz.......  Am I a complete idiot here, or did I have a right to be upset?  I was paying $75 for a skating party for my son when I was only allowed to have 10 people there.  Why in the hell would I pay that when they didn't have anywhere private that we could use for his party, they didn't have any tables to put anything on, and all of the booths were crammed full with people that I didn't even know?  And also the fact that I had little kids that had never skated before, and there were already over a hundred people skating.  Anyway, we left.  I told the woman that I would talk to the people waiting outside... in the cold.... but that I thought that we were just going to go somewhere else.  &lt;br /&gt;We ended up talking and decided that we would go to Mr. Gattis and see if their birthday room was empty.  Veronica said that she would stay in the parking lot at the rink to wait on her cousin to get there and let her know that plans had changed. The rest of us got to Mr. Gattis and they had 2 parties already in there.  We asked if we could get the party package, and the manager said that she would pull us some tables together for everybody.  I went out to tell Mom and Devan that we would have the party there, when Leslie came running out to the car saying that the party that was scheduled for 7 had been cancelled. So we got the birthday room. The party didn't get started until after 7:30, but I think the kids had a better time there than they would have at the skating rink.  Plus it ended up being $40 cheaper even with me buying extra pizza and buying tokens to play games with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure there's more that I was supposed to say, but I have all of that on my mind now ;) so I'll come back later =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3284952-88972905?l=ramblingchatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/88972905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/88972905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingchatter.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#88972905' title=''/><author><name>Paula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16997832483777382470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3284952.post-88897449</id><published>2003-02-11T01:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-11T01:11:23.660-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it seems like it's been forever since I've posted aything in here.  I have a millions things to say, I just don't want to post anything until I get a new template up.  I'm so sick of the layout here not showing up, and the place where I got the layout from isn't there anymore. Hopefully I won't forget everything I wanna post about before I get it done though :(.   I guess I'll just keep experiencing with different ones until I find the one that I like and get it looking right.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3284952-88897449?l=ramblingchatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/88897449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/88897449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingchatter.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#88897449' title=''/><author><name>Paula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16997832483777382470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3284952.post-87943929</id><published>2003-01-24T01:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-24T01:33:28.460-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Monday was Devan's birthday.  He turned 9 years old.  We postponed a birthday party for him until the February 1st, and I've scheduled a skating party for him.  I haven't been roller skating since I was really young, and he's never been skating before.  I rented the rink for 3 hours, so hopefully we'll figure out what we're doing in that time.... or we'll have fun *trying* to figure out what we're doing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nurse that comes on Tuesdays for my grandmother brought her digital cam up last week and took some pictures of all of us.  They turned out pretty good, especially my mom's.  These are the first pictures that she has had taken in probably 15 years or more, and she ended up having more than all of us... lol.  I uploaded pics to my briefcase tonight, so if anyone would like to see, I think my Y! ID is &lt;~~~~~~  over there somewhere :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided to keep this layout for a while I think.  I really haven't found anything else I like as much, and I like the fact that it's not showing the blogger ad.... I can't figure out why, and I know I couldn't be that lucky again, so this one is staying.  Also, I'd really like to find out about the smileys that some people are using on their blogs.  Are they something that have to be uploaded somewhere and linked to, or is there some kind of script or something....  Or can they not be used on sites hosted on Blog*Spot?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3284952-87943929?l=ramblingchatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/87943929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/87943929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingchatter.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87943929' title=''/><author><name>Paula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16997832483777382470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3284952.post-87112688</id><published>2003-01-08T09:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-08T09:24:30.636-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My cousin has been over here since Sunday.... there hasn't been any more talk of her moving in here and us moving out, so I still don't know what's going on.  I should have known that it would be like this though.  She's met a guy about 2 hours from here that she's been spending time with, so of course that is going to be her first priority.  He's wanting her to move in with him. so that might be what happens.  Either way, I think I am still going to find an apartment for me and Devan and then just come up here during the day sometimes to help mom with my grandmother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have really gotten to the point where I can't stand some of the people online.  I would set my messenger as friends being able to send messages to me, but I don't mind talking to new people....  I just hate all of the ones that are saying 'want a boyfriend?', 'how far are you from so and so?', ...'wanna drive 15 hours to meet me for sex?'......  THOSE people are such idiots!  There has been this one older man on my messenger for a while that was kind of getting on my nerves lately.  If I got up to go to get a drink, he would send 4 messages before I got back to the computer.... I would say 'Sorry, I went to get a drink'... I would get back 'Well, that's kind of rude.... you could have at least told me that you would brb....'    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;That&lt;/b&gt; got on my nerves, but I didn't *really* say anything about it, but yesterday it all came to a head...   Below is our conversation....  Now this man is about 12 miles from me, and he's 53 years old....  oh, and I've changed a little part of his name :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonestupid1949 (9:45:29 AM): so when u going out with me ???&lt;br /&gt;gonestupid1949 (9:45:55 AM): ?????&lt;br /&gt;gonestupid1949 (9:48:26 AM): r u not going to meet me ???&lt;br /&gt;deniece_va (9:48:52 AM): I thought you were interested in talking to my mom&lt;br /&gt;gonestupid1949 (9:54:06 AM): when is she online ???&lt;br /&gt;deniece_va (9:54:15 AM): different times&lt;br /&gt;gonestupid1949 (9:54:31 AM): tell her to look me up then ???&lt;br /&gt;gonestupid1949 (9:56:35 AM): i need a picture of her ok &lt;br /&gt;deniece_va (9:56:44 AM): she doesn't have a picture&lt;br /&gt;deniece_va (9:56:54 AM): why do you need a pic?&lt;br /&gt;gonestupid1949 (10:00:21 AM): i am not going to meet someone that is ugly &lt;br /&gt;deniece_va (10:00:30 AM): :o&lt;br /&gt;gonestupid1949 (10:00:41 AM): well do u blame me ???&lt;br /&gt;deniece_va (10:01:02 AM): you know..... we don't exactly know what you look like either... and you were expecting me to meet you&lt;br /&gt;gonestupid1949 (10:01:21 AM): well i am not ugly ok&lt;br /&gt;gonestupid1949 (10:01:31 AM): they say i am cute as a button &lt;br /&gt;deniece_va (10:01:44 AM): yeah, well people have different tastes&lt;br /&gt;gonestupid1949 (10:06:03 AM): does she have a picture u can send by e mail ???&lt;br /&gt;deniece_va (10:06:08 AM): no&lt;br /&gt;gonestupid1949 (10:07:20 AM): well for get it then &lt;br /&gt;deniece_va (10:07:23 AM): k&lt;br /&gt;deniece_va (10:07:34 AM): see ya&lt;br /&gt;gonestupid1949 (10:08:51 AM): doubt it &lt;br /&gt;deniece_va (10:08:55 AM): whatever&lt;br /&gt;deniece_va (10:10:00 AM): after hearing about not meeting someone if they are ugly, I wouldn't meet you anyway..... that says alot about character and it's not someone that I would want to talk to anyway&lt;br /&gt;gonestupid1949 (10:11:35 AM): well i am not into ugly people sorry &lt;br /&gt;gonestupid1949 (10:11:45 AM): lol&lt;br /&gt;deniece_va (10:11:45 AM): well I'm not into rude people&lt;br /&gt;gonestupid1949 (10:11:56 AM): ur the one that is rude&lt;br /&gt;gonestupid1949 (10:12:40 AM): all i ask for was a picture &lt;br /&gt;gonestupid1949 (10:13:12 AM): well be like the child u r lol &lt;br /&gt;deniece_va (10:13:52 AM): I'm not being a child..... I'm acting more grown up than you are&lt;br /&gt;gonestupid1949 (10:13:57 AM): u maybe 28 but act like 8&lt;br /&gt;gonestupid1949 (10:14:05 AM): or is that 2???&lt;br /&gt;gonestupid1949 (10:14:46 AM): i will talk to your mom but she has to send a picture before we meet &lt;br /&gt;deniece_va (10:14:57 AM): no thanks..... she wouldn't be interested &lt;br /&gt;gonestupid1949 (10:15:00 AM): maybe she is an adult &lt;br /&gt;deniece_va (10:15:18 AM): delete her off of your list&lt;br /&gt;gonestupid1949 (10:15:24 AM): she can make up her on mind can't she ???&lt;br /&gt;deniece_va (10:16:07 AM): nope, cause I won't even tell her about your stupid ass, and she talks to who I put on her list, you can bet that you will be deleted and ignored&lt;br /&gt;gonestupid1949 (10:16:36 AM): just as i said a child &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he told me that I had a personality problem...I logged in to mom's yahoo, and he had sent her a message and was asking for her to add him to her list....   I denied of course, he sent a message the next day asking why it was denied....  Gee.....  I wonder? *rolls eyes*  :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3284952-87112688?l=ramblingchatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/87112688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/87112688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingchatter.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87112688' title=''/><author><name>Paula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16997832483777382470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3284952.post-86753381</id><published>2002-12-31T12:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-31T12:08:56.876-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Things are being stressful right now.... I don't know what all I can go into right now, and I don't know what all is happening (or will happen in the next few days) What I can say is that we finally had a talk with the family regarding my grandmother. Mom isn't able to take care of her like she needs to be taken care of... mom can't really even take care of herself. And I need a job, and me staying here 24 hours a day trying to do everything for her that needs to be done isn't working anymore. So we are moving. I don't know where, and I don't know when, and I don't know how....but if the rest of the family has their way it's gonna be sooner than we think. I'll post more when I find out what's going on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3284952-86753381?l=ramblingchatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/86753381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/86753381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingchatter.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#86753381' title=''/><author><name>Paula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16997832483777382470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3284952.post-85965235</id><published>2002-12-13T17:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-13T17:20:00.003-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gawd! Things have been so hectic lately.  I thought earlier this week that my tags on my car were gonna expire soon, so I went out and looked to see what the date on them was and realized that they were ALREADY expired.  I wouldn't have been in such a panic if we had had insurance on the car... but No, we didn't.  We had actually been driving for almost a year without insurance (shhh, don't tell anyone!) So mom started calling insurance companies comparing prices.  Then she found out from the insurance companies that since she had let the insurance lapse on the car, and she didn't turn in the tags, that her driver's license had been suspended, and she would have to pay a $500 fine probably.  It also didn't help any that Devan wouldn't get out of bed in the morning in time to catch the bus to school, so I would have to drive him there in a car with expired license plates, no county sticker (did I forget to mention that?), and no insurance.  Anyway....  to make a long story short (and to keep people from running away!) I got everything straightened out.  It took 2 days to do it, but mom's license have been reinstated (they even waived the $500 fine), I have insurance, a county sticker, and my tags have been renewed for 2 years.  I'm completely broke now, but at least things are taken care of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now.... about the Ex 'friend'.  I haven't spoken to her.  I'm this type of person that can have someone piss me off one time, and I completely quit having anything to do with them.  My cousin says that I hold grudges.....  I wouldn't necessarily say that though.  I just think that most people have a limit of what they will put up with before they just stop having anything to do with a situation.....  My limit is just 1 time.  If someone does something and screws me over one, I don't give them a chance to do it again.  So, I haven't talked to her.... and I don't see me talking to her anymore in the future. Now about the guy.....  I haven't talked to him for maybe a week.  My cousin had talked to him a couple times, and he said that me and the other girl had one thing in common that he didn't like.... she asked what that was.  He said that we both talked about our Ex's constantly, which is a complete load of bull.  Sheri told him that she thought he was just making excuses because he went out with my friend. (I didn't mention that in the last post either huh?  Ok, he decided to quit talking to both of us except on here, but she kept calling him....  They went out to a movie and to eat one night, he said it didn't go well.  Evidently, after her telling him that all she wanted was fun.... she thought that they were in a relationship.  So I guess they aren't talking either).  Anyway, he told Sheri that he had wanted for me and him to be able to go out and do things together, and just be good friends, but all I seemed to talk about was my ex......  And he was interested in getting to know me, not anything about my past.  &lt;a href="http://butterflyskiss.blogspot.com"&gt;Dinesha&lt;/a&gt; had a point though..... IF I had talked about my Ex, if he was a friend, he would have wanted to know about my past too.  I don't know about what's going to happen with that situation now, but I'm pretty much fed up with it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of these days I'm gonna get around to changing the template here,  I've just been so lazy lately... That and I can't really find anything that I want to change it to.  I also need to make a new blinkie, but I've lost my instructions for it, and I've forgotten how to do them.  I need to update some things on here too..... I know I am so behind here lately.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3284952-85965235?l=ramblingchatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/85965235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/85965235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingchatter.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85965235' title=''/><author><name>Paula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16997832483777382470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3284952.post-85702417</id><published>2002-12-08T20:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-08T20:45:04.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I guess I should clarify everything about the 'friend'.  I don't think that either one of the people in question read this,  and even if they did I don't care.  The 'friend' that I am talking about was a girl that worked as an aide coming to help us with my grandmother.  We got along good, and Devan and her 2 sons became good friends, so even when she wasn't working here, she would bring her kids up to play with Devan.  This went on for maybe a couple of months. While she was up here, sometimes we would get on the computer and go into some Yahoo rooms and talk to people.  While in there one night, I started talking to this guy that lives about 25-30 minutes from me.  It was no big deal, he was just looking for some friends to hang out with, and people to go out and do things with.  So after about a month, I gave him my number and he started calling me.  One night when we were all in a conference on yahoo, I got disconnected and couldn't get back on.  So he gave her his home number and his cell phone number to give to me, but he also told her that we were all just friends and that either one of us could call him anytime we wanted to.  Anyway... after a while, he started coming over to my house.  He would come over sometimes after he got off work around 1am, and we would sit up until 4 and 5 am talking.... until it was time for him to go back to work. He was very nice, wasn't like the typical man that I seem to find online, never said anything out of the way, and when he would leave he would ask if he could have a hug and that was it.  Me and the girl started talking, and she kept telling me that she thought he was only after sex, and that he thought he could get us both in bed if he wanted to.  I told her that he was ALWAYS nothing but respectful at my house and I didn't think so.  Yeah, we flirted back and forth, but that was all there was.  He just wanted friends and wasn't looking for a relationship or anything. So I felt that she set out to prove it to me. So one night after he left and she was up here, she started talking to him.  Told him that she was at her sisters, and she started talking a lot of garbage to him.  He started saying things back to her,  then she asked him who he wanted to be with.   He said that he thought that they were only goofing off, so he said that he wanted both of us.  She kept on and on saying that he couldn't have both, he had to choose between us.  He repeatedly told her that he WASN'T going to choose, and that he didn't want to ruin any friendship that he had with either one of us.  But she kept on and on, until I got pissed off and he thought we were playing games with him.  So he ended up not talking to either of us.  Through all of this, she was calling him and trying to convince him that I wanted a relationship, to try to push him away from me cause that wasn't what I he wanted.  Then she was convincing him that she only wanted friends like he did, and she wasn't looking for a relationship. So now, I've lost 2 friendships because she started talking alot of shit.  Which bothers me....  because I don't trust people anyway, and it takes me a while to get to know someone.  I don't talk to many people.... just for the fact that I'm afraid to get close to them and then end up getting screwed over again.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thanks &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/psycat/"&gt;Psy&lt;/a&gt;.  I had forgotten all about 'Obsidian Butterfly'.  Now that you mentioned it, I think that's the one I have instead of 'A Caress of Twilight'.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3284952-85702417?l=ramblingchatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/85702417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/85702417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingchatter.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85702417' title=''/><author><name>Paula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16997832483777382470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3284952.post-85602067</id><published>2002-12-06T13:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-06T13:18:32.120-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can't believe it's been a month since I've posted anything. I guess I just haven't been in the mood lately, been thinking alot.  I've been having certain friend issues lately, which just makes me believe my quote on my Yahoo profile even more than ever.... "There are no such things as friends.... only aquaintances".  I'm the type of person anyway that values friendships that I do have with people, and it takes me a while to get to know someone and trust them.  It seems like the minute that I do trust someone, something happens and I find out the type of person that that really are and I get screwed over and hurt.... which is what has happened lately.  And yes, Veronica......  you told me not to trust the person, and I should have listened to you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've finished reading another Laurell K. Hamilton book.  I finished 'The Midnight Cafe' a couple days ago, and I am on the second story in 'Black Moon Inn'.  I LOVE those books, they are definitely worth reading.  I would recommend them to anyone that was interested in reading anything by her.  I think I might start on 'A Caress of Twilight' or 'Narcissus in Chains' next....  just have to see if they belong together and which goes first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3284952-85602067?l=ramblingchatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/85602067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/85602067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingchatter.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85602067' title=''/><author><name>Paula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16997832483777382470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3284952.post-84113181</id><published>2002-11-06T07:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-06T07:48:25.010-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't know where to begin....  now that I wanna post something, my brain isn't functioning, but then what else is new? :p   &lt;br /&gt;I entered my Neopet Koikoi92 in the beauty contest with a few other LN people for Halloween.  He won first place for his species,  so I am 10,000 np richer and I have a trophy ... woohoo!!  LOL, I'm excited, that was the first BC that I had ever entered.  Now Devan is wanting to enter his Fire Krawk into a BC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick again....  but then of course, living in this house keeps me sick.  The house has oil heat, which I'm allergic to.... plus it's drafty and dusty.  Those things don't mix good with asthma.  We went through at least 5 tanks of oil last winter, so this year I'm not letting anyone turn any heat on until it gets really cold.  We bought a kerosene heater, and have just been using that for a few days.... which I'm also allergic to.  Me and mom have been walking around in shorts and tank tops burning up, but Mamaw sits in her chair with a big robe on and a blanket in front of the kerosene heater complaining that she is freezing.  I literally have to go outside on the porch just to cool down.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went and filled out an application for an apartment down in Duffield, about 8 miles away from here.  Devan isn't too happy about moving anywhere, but he'll have to just realize that we can't stay here forever.  He thinks that we can stay here in this house until something happens to Mamaw, but he doesn't realize that when that happens, we're gonna need some place quick.  We were gonna wait on a trailer, but it hasn't been moved in yet and I just don't feel that I can wait any more.  I need someplace that is mine in a sense, somewhere that I can at least breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, my phone was still messed up.  Mom called the telephone company from a pay phone, and they said that they couldn't find anything wrong with it, so it must be in my phones.  I unhooked all of the phones, waited 10 minutes and then plugged one at a time back up.... into 3 different telephone jacks.  Still didn't work.  I went back out and called the telephone company again.  He told me a way to check to see if it was an inside problem is to go out and find the box on the side of the house, and plug a phone into the thing to test the jacks and see if I got a dial-tone.  I did that, and got one...... so I had to figure out what was wrong on the inside.  The next door neighbor came over to see if he could figure anything out..... and Boy, did he!  He came back in a couple minutes later, and said he had found my problem.  My telephone wires on the outside of the house had been completely cut.  And from what I understand him to say, all 3 wires to all 3 jacks were cut, and he said that you could tell that they were either cut by a pair of scissors or by a knife.  He spliced them back together, and Tada!  I now have a phone again.  But now I'm worried.....  Mamaw's house is up on a big hill and there are trees and bushes and everything around it.  There are 2 houses up on the hill with it, but they aren't really that close.  There are at least 3 dogs outside at the neighbors house, and they bark all night long......  The dog that I kept outside, Ellie, has disappeared and I don't know what's happened to her.  My inside dogs haven't really been barking at night that much, so I guess that's a good thing. But honestly, if someone was trying to break into this house, it really wouldn't be that hard to do... It's an old house.  Mamaw got mad once and broke the window out of the back door and there is wood covering it.... the door knob won't turn on that door, she doesn't have a deadbolt on it, and all that she has to lock that door is a little hook latch.  The basement door coming from outside won't stay closed good... all someone would have to do is come up through the basement and push pretty hard on the door,  it only has a little latch hook too.  It makes me think that everytime my mom's friend was spending the night, and kept saying she heard noises and people walking around outside and downstairs, that maybe she wasn't as crazy as I thought she was..... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3284952-84113181?l=ramblingchatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/84113181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/84113181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingchatter.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#84113181' title=''/><author><name>Paula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16997832483777382470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3284952.post-84007773</id><published>2002-11-04T10:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-04T10:53:41.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm alive.....  LOL, just wanted to say that.  Alot has been happening lately,  but I really don't have time to sit and post everything right now.  My phone line has been messed up since Saturday, and they can't come and fix it until Tuesday,    so I'm at the library right now.  I'll be back tomorrow, hopefully to post about everything that's been going on.  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3284952-84007773?l=ramblingchatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/84007773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/84007773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingchatter.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#84007773' title=''/><author><name>Paula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16997832483777382470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3284952.post-82747113</id><published>2002-10-09T13:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-10-09T13:05:11.740-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok, I'm back...  LOL.  In a somewhat better mood than last night.  I'm kinda glad that what I wrote last night wasn't posted, cause it was really depressing and I tend to babble alot when I'm like that.  And evidently I really don't pay much attention either, because the reason my ramblings wasn't posted was because of my own stupidity.....  I typed everything and then clicked on publish...  Crazy ass me didn't even post the damn thing.  So anyway... LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veronica had some credit at the computer store in Kingsport that she wasn't going to use, so she gave it to me and I am going to pay her back for it.  so we decided that I would go get Devan another Playstation since he took his over to his dads.  So we (Veronica, Chris and me) ride over to Bristol Friday night I get the Playstation and a few games.  I got the Collectors Pack of all three Spyro the Dragons, Horned Owl, Tomb Raider the Last Revelation (that one was my favorite) and a couple of other little games for Devan.  I get home and hook everything up, and the Playstation makes this weird 'vroom' sound... sorta like a little race car when it's being reved up.  It also freezes on the games.  Veronica and I decide to take it back on Saturday and exchange it for another one.  On the way to Kingsport we stopped at Traders Village to look at games and to trade in some N64 games.  I got a couple racing games for Devan and Resident Evil 2 there.  After getting home, I hooked the Playstation up and it's working pretty good.  The only problem is that the only Spyro I can get to work is part 1....  Riptos Rage and Year of the Dragon freeze up..... so before Saturday I need to take the set back and see if they will exchange them for a new set... Hopefully they will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been looking through sites and picking up tips on making my own layouts for this.  I've picked a picture I wanna use, for now anyway... I always change my mind though, heh.  I just don't really have an idea of how to put everything together.  I know I've mentioned it hundreds of times, but I am so dumb when it comes to the graphics department.  I don't understand the whole coding thing.  I hear about people making layouts with Dreamweaver and things like that, but I have no idea what I am supposed to be doing with them.  I've tried my Dreamweaver, and Go Live and Fireworks and everything else I have on here, but I just don't understand how to do it.  Maybe one day the knowledge of it will fall and hit me on the head....  then again maybe someone will take pity on me and send me some tutorials for it ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3284952-82747113?l=ramblingchatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/82747113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/82747113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingchatter.blogspot.com/2002_10_01_archive.html#82747113' title=''/><author><name>Paula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16997832483777382470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3284952.post-82721428</id><published>2002-10-08T23:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-10-08T23:14:02.683-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well, I just spent around 45 minutes posting, and it's gone.... soooo.....    Maybe I'll get in a better mood and come back and post something later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3284952-82721428?l=ramblingchatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/82721428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/82721428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingchatter.blogspot.com/2002_10_01_archive.html#82721428' title=''/><author><name>Paula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16997832483777382470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3284952.post-82129891</id><published>2002-09-26T00:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-09-26T14:32:10.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>:p I decided to jump on the bandwagon too, so here goes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;General info &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*start time: 11:45 pm &lt;br /&gt;*Date. Sept 25, 02&lt;br /&gt;*Name: Paula&lt;br /&gt;*Nick names: DeeDee&lt;br /&gt;*Age:28&lt;br /&gt;*Birthday: May 10, 1974&lt;br /&gt;*School: it's over and done with, so who cares? :p&lt;br /&gt;*Location: in the mountains of Southwest Virginia&lt;br /&gt;*E-mail:wild_orchid1@hotmail.com&lt;br /&gt;* Colour of eyes: Green&lt;br /&gt;* Height: 5ft 4 1/2 in.&lt;br /&gt;* Shoe size: 8 1/2 - 9... depending on the shoe &lt;br /&gt;* Brothers/Sisters: only child&lt;br /&gt;*Who do you live with: grandmother, mother, son, 2 dogs, and fish&lt;br /&gt;*Whens your bed time: whenever I wanna go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Ever been so drunk you blacked out: no&lt;br /&gt;*Missed school because it was raining: no&lt;br /&gt;*Put a body part on fire for amusement: Hell No&lt;br /&gt;*Been in a car accident: yep&lt;br /&gt;*Kept a secret from anyone: yep&lt;br /&gt;*Had an imaginery friend: ummm....  no?&lt;br /&gt;*Been hurt emotionally: yep&lt;br /&gt;* Wanted to hook up with a friend: Yep &lt;br /&gt;*Cried during a movie: yes&lt;br /&gt;*Had a crush on a teacher: no&lt;br /&gt;*Ever though an animated character was hot: umm... nope, don't think so&lt;br /&gt;*Had a New Kids on The Block tape: *hangs head*  Yep.... Am I the only one that will admit to this?  &lt;br /&gt;*Been on stage: yep&lt;br /&gt;*Cut your hair: yep&lt;br /&gt;* Been sarcastic: What do you think? :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourites &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Shampoo: Salon Selectives&lt;br /&gt;*Soap: Citrus&lt;br /&gt;*Colour: red or green... Damn, I sound like a Christmas tree&lt;br /&gt;*Day/Night: night&lt;br /&gt;* Summer/Winter: Fall&lt;br /&gt;*Lace or Satin: satin&lt;br /&gt;*Cartoon character: Spongebob&lt;br /&gt;* Fav Food: strawberries&lt;br /&gt;*Fav advert: The commercial for diapers....  the baby is putting clothes in the dryer and notices a leaky pipe.  Then it shows his diaper wrapped around the pipe and him running off naked.&lt;br /&gt;*Fav Movie: Coyote Ugly and Pay It Forward....  and anything scary&lt;br /&gt;*Fav ice cream: Mint chocolate chip&lt;br /&gt;*Fav subject: algebra&lt;br /&gt;*Fav Drink: Pina Colada&lt;br /&gt;* Fav person to talk to on line: Mark and Dinesha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right Now &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Wearing: nightshirt&lt;br /&gt;*I'm Feeling: dazed and confused ;p&lt;br /&gt;* Eating: no&lt;br /&gt;*Drinking: Mountain Dew&lt;br /&gt;*Thinking about: Is this toothache EVER gonna go away&lt;br /&gt;*Listening to: nothing&lt;br /&gt;*Talking to: Dinesha&lt;br /&gt;*Watching: the computer screen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the last 24 hours &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Cried:Yep&lt;br /&gt;*Worn a skirt: nope&lt;br /&gt;*Met someone new: yep.... went to a dentist today, does that count?&lt;br /&gt;*Cleaned your room: nope&lt;br /&gt;*Done laundry: yep&lt;br /&gt;*Drove a car: yep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Yourself: sometimes&lt;br /&gt;* Your friends: some of them&lt;br /&gt;* Santa Claus: No &lt;br /&gt;*Tooth Fairy: No &lt;br /&gt;*Destiny/Fate : yes&lt;br /&gt;*Ghosts: maybe....  maybe not like other people believe in them&lt;br /&gt;*UFO's: Not like most people do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends and life &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Do you have a boyfriend/girlfriend: I have an Ex...  but that doesn't count&lt;br /&gt;*Who of your friends have you known the longest: Veronica&lt;br /&gt;*Who's the shyest: Me...&lt;br /&gt;*Who's the loudest: Veronica&lt;br /&gt;*Who's the weirdest: Me... lol&lt;br /&gt;*Who do you go to for advice: Mark or Dinesha&lt;br /&gt;*Who do you cry with: nobody&lt;br /&gt;*When did you cry the most: too many times to name&lt;br /&gt;*Worst feeling: loneliness&lt;br /&gt;*Who did you send this to who wont respond: I didn't send it to anybody&lt;br /&gt;*Who will respond to this the quickest: Nobody... I'm always the last person to do anything&lt;br /&gt;*Who sent this to you: I got it from Dinesha, who got it from... who got it from... and so on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm completely wore out.... not from actually doing anything more than what I usually do, just because I've only slept maybe 3 hours in 3 days.  I have this toothache from HELL, that nothing seems to help.  I went to the dentist today, but the X-ray machine was messed up and they couldn't do anything without having an X-ray... so I go back next week.  In the meantime, she wrote me some prescriptions for a pain killer, and some Pennicillin.  So hopefully *crosses fingers* it will help and I can get some sleep tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3284952-82129891?l=ramblingchatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/82129891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/82129891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingchatter.blogspot.com/2002_09_01_archive.html#82129891' title=''/><author><name>Paula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16997832483777382470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3284952.post-81889179</id><published>2002-09-20T17:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-09-20T17:38:29.320-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Guess it's been awhile.....   There's not really been alot of stuff going on lately.  Well there has been, but nothing that I really wanna talk about.  I've gotten into this depressed mood lately, but then what else is new?...  Anway, on to what little bit there is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Devan went back for his check-up with Dr. Smith.  Dr. Smith took the stitches out of Devan's eye, said that everything looked really good, and said that he was just a tiny bit near sighted.  He said that his vision was almost perfect, and he wrote him a prescription for glasses.  He said that he didn't really need the glasses, but where Devan's vision was just a little off, they might help him.  So we went and picked them out....  He looks really cute in them, and says that he can see a little better far off now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read a couple of books the other day....  'The Mailman' by Bentley Little was an ok book....  I had read 'The Town' before this one, and I wasn't that into it.  I also read 'Club Vampyre' by Laurell K. Hamilton......  it was a pretty good book.  It had 3 different stories in it, but they were all about the same characters (Anita Blake, vampires, werewolves, zombies...) and they went in sequence.  I have 2 more books upstairs that go with the Anita Blake set, and a couple others by Laurell K. Hamilton about a faerie....  Hopefully pretty soon I'll be able to read them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Veronica's the other night and we watched Blade II.  I really liked the first part, but I wasn't that impressed with Part 2.  I don't know what it was....  yeah, it had alot of action and alot of fighting,  I just didn't like it that much for some reason.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess that's about the extent of the 10 days of my life..... really exciting huh?  ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3284952-81889179?l=ramblingchatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/81889179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/81889179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingchatter.blogspot.com/2002_09_01_archive.html#81889179' title=''/><author><name>Paula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16997832483777382470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3284952.post-81440461</id><published>2002-09-11T00:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-09-11T00:39:08.160-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I stole this from &lt;a href="http://butterflyskiss.blogspot.com"&gt;Dinesha's&lt;/a&gt; blog.  LOL, I found that most of it was pretty true...  just a couple little things that wasn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="300" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="180"&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Disorder&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="120"&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html#paranoid"&gt;Paranoid&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#cc0033" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;High&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html#schizoid"&gt;Schizoid&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;Very High&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html#schizotypal"&gt;Schizotypal&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#990099" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;Moderate&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html#antisocial"&gt;Antisocial&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#cc0033" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;High&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html#borderline"&gt;Borderline&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;Very High&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html#histrionic"&gt;Histrionic&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#000099" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;Low&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html#narcissistic"&gt;Narcissistic&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#990099" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;Moderate&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html#avoidant"&gt;Avoidant&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#cc0033" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;High&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html#dependent"&gt;Dependent&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#cc0033" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;High&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/disorder_information2.html#obsessive"&gt;Obsessive-Compulsive&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#990099" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;Moderate&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" face="arial" size="-1"&gt;&lt;br&gt;-- &lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/personality_disorder_test.mv"&gt;Click Here To Take The Test&lt;/a&gt; --&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was going through my email through outlook express on Monday night, and evidently got some kind of virus.  I don't exactly know what it was, or anything but my McAfee wouldn't scan at all.  I went and downloaded PC-Cillin, and when I tried to open it up, it said all of the shortcuts and components were missing.  So I deleted it and downloaded it again.... same problem happened.  Then I went to the McAfee website and updated my virus scan.... when I tried to scan, the same thing happened that did with PC-Cillin.  Monday night, a friend called me and said he was on his way down to check it out... (evidently the virus had gotten into my address book in outlook express, and it had mailed to him... a few times)  He got here and tried to install Norton 2002 Antivirus.....  it installed, but the same thing happened... kept saying the shortcuts were missing.  He tried installing it at least 4 times, and it wouldn't work at all so we finally ended up reformatting the computer.  So now everything is fine.....  and I have a virus software that actually works. The only thing I'm missing is a video of a very sexy man that wiggled his butt for me whenever I wanted him to....  *giggle*  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3284952-81440461?l=ramblingchatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/81440461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/81440461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingchatter.blogspot.com/2002_09_01_archive.html#81440461' title=''/><author><name>Paula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16997832483777382470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3284952.post-81261590</id><published>2002-09-06T22:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-09-06T22:07:00.610-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know this is over and done with, but I'm always behind with things, heh...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:&lt;br /&gt;Name: Paula&lt;br /&gt;Nicknames: DeeDee&lt;br /&gt;Screen names: deniece_va&lt;br /&gt;Age: 28&lt;br /&gt;Birthday: 5/10/74&lt;br /&gt;Sign: Taurus&lt;br /&gt;Location: Southwest Va&lt;br /&gt;Status: Separated&lt;br /&gt;Crush: Maybe ;)&lt;br /&gt;Natural hair color: Dark Brown&lt;br /&gt;Current hair color: Dark Brown&lt;br /&gt;Eye color: Green&lt;br /&gt;Height: 5' 4 1/2" &lt;br /&gt;Weight: Yeah right!&lt;br /&gt;Birthplace: Va&lt;br /&gt;Shoe size: 8 1/2 - 9... depends on the shoe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family:&lt;br /&gt;Parents: Sharon&lt;br /&gt;Siblings: None&lt;br /&gt;Live with: Grandmother, mother, and Devan&lt;br /&gt;Favorite relative: Devan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorites:&lt;br /&gt;Number: I don't have one&lt;br /&gt;Color: Red&lt;br /&gt;Day: I don't have one&lt;br /&gt;Month: October&lt;br /&gt;Song: Depends on my mood&lt;br /&gt;Movie: Coyote Ugly.... and Pay It Forward&lt;br /&gt;Food: Salads&lt;br /&gt;Band: Motley Crue..... although I don't listen to them much anymore :(&lt;br /&gt;Season: Fall&lt;br /&gt;Class: Used to be Math&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: Mrs. Bloomer (my teacher in 2nd grade, and Devan's teacher this year)&lt;br /&gt;Drink: Pina Colada, or wine coolers&lt;br /&gt;Non-Alcoholic: Mountain Dew&lt;br /&gt;Alcoholic: See above ^^&lt;br /&gt;Soda: See above ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veggie: Carrots&lt;br /&gt;TV Show: The Dead Zone or Alias&lt;br /&gt;Radio Station: Whatever has good music when I'm flipping stations&lt;br /&gt;Store: Software Etc.&lt;br /&gt;Word: I don't think I have one.....&lt;br /&gt;Animal: Anything with less than 6 legs&lt;br /&gt;Flower: Lily&lt;br /&gt;State: Va I guess..... could think of somewhere else ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This or that:&lt;br /&gt;Coke/pepsi: Pepsi&lt;br /&gt;Day/night: Night&lt;br /&gt;Aol/aim: Neither&lt;br /&gt;Cd/cassette: CD&lt;br /&gt;Dvd/vhs: VHS &lt;br /&gt;Jeans/khakis: Jeans&lt;br /&gt;Car/truck: Car&lt;br /&gt;Tall/short: Tall&lt;br /&gt;Lunch/dinner: Dinner&lt;br /&gt;NSYNC/BSB: ummm.....  BSB?  &lt;br /&gt;Britney/Christina: Neither&lt;br /&gt;Gap/Old Navy: Neither&lt;br /&gt;Lipstick/Lipgloss: Lipgloss&lt;br /&gt;Silver/Gold: Gold&lt;br /&gt;Alcohol/Weed: Alcohol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and relationships:&lt;br /&gt;How long was your longest relationship? 8 years&lt;br /&gt;How long was your shortest relationship? 8 years&lt;br /&gt;Who was your first love? Jessie&lt;br /&gt;What do you miss about them? Nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past:&lt;br /&gt;What is the one thing you would change about your past? Too many things to list&lt;br /&gt;What is the biggest mistake you've made in your life? Getting married&lt;br /&gt;Last thing you heard: MSN buzzing&lt;br /&gt;Last thing you saw: This blog&lt;br /&gt;Last thing you said: "No"&lt;br /&gt;Who is the last person you saw? Devan&lt;br /&gt;Who is the last person you kissed? Devan&lt;br /&gt;Who is the last person you hugged? Devan&lt;br /&gt;Who is the last person you fought with? Mom... or Devan...&lt;br /&gt;Who is the last person you were on the phone with?  Devan's doctor in Kingsport &lt;br /&gt;What is the last TV show you saw? The Dead Zone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The present:&lt;br /&gt;What are you wearing? Khaki shorts and long sleeved top&lt;br /&gt;Who are you talking to? Veronica&lt;br /&gt;What song are you listening to? The tv in the other room&lt;br /&gt;Who are you with? No one&lt;br /&gt;Are you online? Duh :p&lt;br /&gt;How are you feeling? Sleepy&lt;br /&gt;Are you in a chatroom? No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Future:&lt;br /&gt;What day is it tomorrow? Saturday&lt;br /&gt;What are you going to do after this? Fool around on Neo probably&lt;br /&gt;Who are you going to talk to? Don't know&lt;br /&gt;Where are you going to go? No where&lt;br /&gt;How old will you be when you graduate? N/A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I ever?&lt;br /&gt;Drank? Yes&lt;br /&gt;Smoked? Yes&lt;br /&gt;Stolen? Yes&lt;br /&gt;Done anything illegal? Yes&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to die? Yes&lt;br /&gt;Hit someone? Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other:&lt;br /&gt;Do you write in cursive or print? Both&lt;br /&gt;Are you a lefty or a righty? Righty&lt;br /&gt;What piercings do you have? A few in each ear, and my tongue&lt;br /&gt;Do you drive? Yes&lt;br /&gt;Do you have glasses or braces? Glasses&lt;br /&gt;Did you like this survey? It's alright :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;physical appearance:&lt;br /&gt;What do you most like about your body? My lips&lt;br /&gt;And least? The list goes on and on&lt;br /&gt;How many fillings do you have? More than I can count&lt;br /&gt;Do you think you're good looking? I don't know, depends on my mood&lt;br /&gt;Do other people often tell you that you're good-looking? Yes&lt;br /&gt;Do you look like any celebrities? None that I can think of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fashion:&lt;br /&gt;Do you wear a watch? No&lt;br /&gt;How many coats and jackets do you own? A couple&lt;br /&gt;Favorite pants/skirt color? Black&lt;br /&gt;Most expensive item of clothing? I Don't know&lt;br /&gt;Most treasured? I don't know&lt;br /&gt;What kind of shoes do you wear? Tennis shoes or sandals&lt;br /&gt;Describe your style in one word: Comfortable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also found that the last couple of times that I have entered the url for my blog, I keep getting a password thingie pop up with something like 'iceblogger' in it and asking me for a password.....  Anybody have any idea what that is??  It's been kinda freaking me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a toothache....  It's one of my back teeth on the top.  For the past couple of days it's been aching.  Actually it's not my tooth that's hurting, the ache has moved up into my jaw area more. And it's been giving me headaches.  I've been taking pain pills since yesterday for it, but they aren't helping much.  I'm gonna have to break down and go to a dentist...  I'm just afraid that he'll find a whole lot more that needs work done. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3284952-81261590?l=ramblingchatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/81261590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/81261590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingchatter.blogspot.com/2002_09_01_archive.html#81261590' title=''/><author><name>Paula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16997832483777382470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3284952.post-80888868</id><published>2002-08-29T17:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-08-29T17:55:27.200-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've gotten to the point where I am sick of the computer.  I never thought I would say that, but I have.  I spend &lt;b&gt;way&lt;/b&gt; too much time on here everyday.  I know I'm on here all the time because I'm bored, but even when I'm on here I'm bored.  My computer life basically consists of talking to online friends and playing &lt;a href="http:www.neopets.com"&gt;Neopets&lt;/a&gt;......  and that's &lt;b&gt;IT&lt;/b&gt;.  It's pathetic, I know. God forbid, I ever have to search for something on here, because I really don't think I could do it.  I hate the fact that my regular every day &lt;i&gt;real&lt;/i&gt; life is so boring that all I can think of to do is get on the computer and play a kid's game.  I also hate the fact that really the only friends I have are online, and I've even lost touch with most of them.  Until recently, the highlight of my days were exchanging &lt;a href="http://www.loverevolution.net/qbee/"&gt;Qbee Patches&lt;/a&gt; and checking my plushie factory on Neo.  Now it seems like the internet doesn't hold any interest for me.  We need to figure out something to do or get someone to come in and start helping with my grandmother, so I can go out and get a job.  We used to have home health nurses come in 5 days a week to help with her.... they stayed 2 hours a day, but the only thing they did was sit and watch tv.  They were supposed to do anything for her that she needed, but the supervisor said that since me and my mom were here too, that we could do it instead of the nurse aides.  Which really kinda defeated the purpose of them coming in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...  anything else on my mind?  hmmm... yep....  there always is, although I really don't wanna ramble about it yet.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3284952-80888868?l=ramblingchatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/80888868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/80888868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingchatter.blogspot.com/2002_08_01_archive.html#80888868' title=''/><author><name>Paula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16997832483777382470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3284952.post-80667579</id><published>2002-08-24T18:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-08-24T18:28:00.200-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I took Devan to Wal Mart the other day and got his ear pierced. He had asked his dad and at first Mike said no, and then he said it was alright if Devan really wanted to do it.  He picked out a cute little stud, basically the only one they had that looked 'boyish'...  He really seems to like it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still sick =(   My throat kept getting sore, but I didn't think anything about it.  Just thought that it was because I was sleeping with the fan on at night in my room.  While I was waiting at the school on Thursday to pick up Devan, I looked at my throat in a mirror.  =(  The back of my throat was swollen almost double its size, and it has blisters all over it.  I went to the ER,  and they checked for Strep... which came back negative.  A couple hours later the doctor came back in and said he thought it was acute pharyngitis.... and gave me a prescription for Amoxil.  So far the antibiotics haven't helped.....  except to give me another infection of course =(  (I won't go into details on that one though)  Seems like my throat is still a little sore, though not as bad as it was.  My voice is all messed up.... I don't even sound like myself.  I think I might &lt;i&gt;try&lt;/i&gt; to eat something today.... since I haven't eaten anything since Wednesday night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3284952-80667579?l=ramblingchatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/80667579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/80667579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingchatter.blogspot.com/2002_08_01_archive.html#80667579' title=''/><author><name>Paula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16997832483777382470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3284952.post-80545876</id><published>2002-08-21T20:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-08-21T20:46:24.686-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I finally added my archives back...  and I added a tagboard  :D   I love the tagboards. So everybody go tag, tag, tag!!  Oh, and 'Marvin' isn't really someone named Marvin.....  it's really Mark.... the goofball  LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I painted a counter in the kitchen the other day.  That night, my grandmother went and saw the paint pan and the paint roller and everything,  and decided that it really wasn't paint....  she decided it was &lt;b&gt;candy&lt;/b&gt;.   *insert shocked face here*  So she dips some out into a bowl and eats it!  She has white paint all over her mouth and tongue, and I look at her and say "Mamaw!  Didn't you see the paint roller stuck in it??"  She said 'no'.......  and she said that it even tasted like candy.  So we called the Poison control center and find out that the paint was non-toxic and wouldn't hurt her.  She still went to the doctor the next day, and everything checked out fine.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*whispers.... nudge*  Go tag!  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3284952-80545876?l=ramblingchatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/80545876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/80545876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingchatter.blogspot.com/2002_08_01_archive.html#80545876' title=''/><author><name>Paula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16997832483777382470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3284952.post-80274023</id><published>2002-08-15T09:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-08-15T09:23:02.330-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Devan likes school, and he loves his teacher.  I figured that he would like her once he saw who I was talking about.  I haven't had any trouble getting him up and getting him ready for school either, which is really good.  She asked the kids on Monday what they were looking forward to learning the most this year, and Devan said he was excited about learning to write in cursive.  LOL, he wants his own library card, and they told him he had to be able to sign his name first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His appointment went good on Tuesday.  The doctor said that everything looked perfect, so he is sending him back to the doctor that did the first surgery.  I have to call and make the appointment for next month.  I'm thinking he has to go back to him to have the stitches taken out, and then maybe a couple follow up visits after that.  But Devan's eyesight is getting better...  they say it's a little bit better each time he goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel awful.  I don't know if it's my allergies, or whether I have a cold or what.  My throat is scratchy, feels like something is caught and I keep coughing and trying to clear it.  My nose is runny and I'm sneezing.  I'm wheezing, and having a hard time breathing.  I was up last night between 3 am and 5 am because I just couldn't sleep.  I kept coughing and sneezing all night.  It didn't help that it was hot in the bedroom.....  I sometimes sleep with the fan on at night because it's so hot, but then I think sometimes that the fan is what makes me like this.  I also have a toothache.  I really need to go to the dentist and have something done about it, but just can't afford it.  I've been really aggravated with things in my life lately.  I need to get a job so bad, God knows I need the money.  Maybe I should try to start up the baking business again.... I used to do really good at that.  I just feel like I don't have any energy for anything anymore.  I've put everything in my life on hold to move in up here and take care of my grandmother, and I just don't want to do it anymore.  There are things that I need to do for me and Devan, and it makes me depressed when I can't do them.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got the problem straightened out with my telephone number.  I called the phone company that Mark gets his service with on Monday, and I explained the problem to the girl on the phone.  For one thing, the lady that Mark talked to on Friday wrote down that I lived in West Virginia instead of Virginia.  She asked me on the phone if my area code had changed recently, and I said that it changed in March.  She took my number and tried to call me back and the number wouldn't work,  so when I called her back, she said that the new area code probably hadn't been switched in their systems.  She said that when she made sure that was the problem, she would switch it over to the new one, and then call me and let me know.  Then she said that she would call Mark and tell him that it had been fixed.  She was really nice...... and so a couple of hours later I got a call from her saying that everything was fine.  Then a couple hours after that, Mark called me.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm.... well I think I might have rambled enough.  :)   *waves*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3284952-80274023?l=ramblingchatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/80274023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/80274023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingchatter.blogspot.com/2002_08_01_archive.html#80274023' title=''/><author><name>Paula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16997832483777382470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3284952.post-80135947</id><published>2002-08-12T09:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-08-12T09:16:01.873-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, today is the first day of school.  I just got home from dropping Devan off.  It was sooooo crowded....  Instead of waiting for a parking place and holding up traffic, I decided to leave the school grounds and come back in.....  bad idea :(  We still ended up waiting in line for 20 minutes trying to get back &lt;b&gt;onto&lt;/b&gt; the school grounds.  I reminded his teacher that I was picking him up early tomorrow for his doctors appointment.  I hope he enjoys this year....  his teacher is really good, and I hope that he likes her and behaves himself in her class.  It's bad when he's disruptive in a class anyway, but it'll be even worse if he's disruptive in her class, considering she was my teacher in 2nd grade too, and she's known my family forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to call the telephone company today.  Mark has been trying to call me for over a week and the calls won't go through.  He keeps getting messages saying to check the number again.  I called my telephone company a few days ago and they checked to see if there was any problem with my line stopping calls from coming through, but couldn't find anything.  So he went and paid his bill on Friday and asked them to check while he was there.  He said that the lady tried to call my number, and it wouldn't go through either..... and when they checked the number, they said that it wasn't a real phone number.... and that basically there was no phone number registered in my name.  I know he thinks I'm lying about my phone number, but I didn't.  I called him Friday night and when he told me what they said, I even got out my phone bill and read my phone number back to him. I don't know what the problem is....  I don't have any problems with anyone calling me from anywhere else.  So anyway, I asked him for the telephone number of the phone company he uses and I am going to call them today.  Maybe this is really the twilight zone, and my number is really my number everywhere else, but when someone is calling from Iowa, my number is something different.....  Hopefully we'll get it straightened out soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a yard sale for a little while on Saturday at Veronica's house.  We did pretty good, there just wasn't alot of traffic out.  We still have a lot of stuff that we are going to take down to her aunt's house sometime this week and have another sale with her, plus we want to go through some more things.  I know I have loads of stuff that I don't need......  and I'm the type of person that don't like to keep things that I don't actually use anyway.  The less clutter I have, the better off I am....  Less to clean... LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3284952-80135947?l=ramblingchatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/80135947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/80135947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingchatter.blogspot.com/2002_08_01_archive.html#80135947' title=''/><author><name>Paula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16997832483777382470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3284952.post-79992451</id><published>2002-08-08T14:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-08-12T08:57:53.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok, so after I posted this morning, it appears that Liquid2k is working again..... so here's one of the backgrounds I was talking about.  I originally made &lt;a href="http://www.liquid2k.com/deniece/butterfly2.gif"&gt;this one&lt;/a&gt; in a green color, just with light and dark greens, but when I showed it to &lt;a href="http://butterflyskiss.blogspot.com"&gt;Dinesha&lt;/a&gt; she asked if I could make it in these  colors shown.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3284952-79992451?l=ramblingchatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/79992451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/79992451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingchatter.blogspot.com/2002_08_01_archive.html#79992451' title=''/><author><name>Paula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16997832483777382470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3284952.post-79984111</id><published>2002-08-08T11:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-08-08T11:18:15.583-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I finally got around to updating some links.  I feel so out of it lately, I haven't been reading some blogs as much as I normally do.  I never really did all that much on the computer anyway except play Neopets, but lately I get online and just sit. The only reason I get online anymore is basically to talk to Mark....   :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veronica has been talking about having a yard sale this weekend.  I know that I have to have one.... I even have 4 boxes of stuff put up (actually cluttering my bedroom) but I am just so unmotivated these past few days.  I don't know what's wrong with me lately.  The only thing I've basically been doing is taking Devan to the library to do his accelerated reading, and take the tests for school.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've gotten interested in making some backgrounds lately.....  If liquid2K wouldn't go down all the time *kicks it*  I'd upload them and show them.... I'm pretty happy with some of them.  Just thinking, a couple months ago I was here talking about how I wish I could make banners.  Now I've made banners, blinkies, and moved on to backgrounds.....  now if only I could figure out how to make the backgrounds into blog layouts.  I'm just not good with the whole code thing to make everything look right.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3284952-79984111?l=ramblingchatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/79984111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/79984111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingchatter.blogspot.com/2002_08_01_archive.html#79984111' title=''/><author><name>Paula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16997832483777382470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3284952.post-79645196</id><published>2002-07-31T12:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-07-31T12:01:17.353-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Devan's appointment went good yesterday.  He doesn't have to wear the patch at all, he can go outside to play and the drops were cut down to a couple times a day and then I stop them in a week.  Devan and the doctor danced yesterday.... well Devan started dancing because he was happy, the doctor started dancing too.... LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, we all (me, Devan, Veronica and her cousin) went to the mall.  We walked around there for a while, then we lost her cousin....  had him paged, he never came.... and then about 15 minutes later he comes walking up.  We went to eat at Taco Bell (chalupas... yummmmmmmmm!) then went to a used book store.  Devan got him a little spooky book, sort of like Goosebumps.  Later we went to Wal Mart and Devan got a couple packs of that Bubb-A-Loons ( the plastic balloon stuff that you squeeze out onto a little straw and then blow it up)  I used to love that stuff when I was little, although I thought it was named something else.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many links that I need to update....  some addresses are wrong.  One of these days maybe I will get around to actually fixing them.  I noticed on my sitemeter last night that some people are finding my page by looking for shoe psp tubes.....I can't remember a time that I actually mentioned anything about psp tubes for shoes....  I get a few hits from people looking for skecher sandals too.... and I DO actually remember when I posted that I bought a pair. But Shoe psp tubes....  noooooo, don't think so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3284952-79645196?l=ramblingchatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/79645196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/79645196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingchatter.blogspot.com/2002_07_01_archive.html#79645196' title=''/><author><name>Paula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16997832483777382470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3284952.post-79568083</id><published>2002-07-29T18:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-07-29T18:57:13.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Veronica called this morning and asked if me and Devan wanted to go up to Mr. Gattis with her and her cousin.  I had misplaced my card from there showing how many tickets I had saved up in my account, and they had it messed up in the computer somehow.....  they type in my name, and when they click enter, it takes them to another person's account.  They were supposed to have it fixed the last time I was there, but they didn't.... and now where I can't find my card, they didn't know exactly how many tickets I had left so they gave me whatever I had when I started the account.... if any of that makes sense.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tonight we decided that we would all go riding around in the mountains.  Only her and Chris had to go to Wise for something for her dad, and she isn't home yet.... So I don't know what we're gonna be doing tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Devan has another doctors appointment tomorrow...  his eye is looking alot better.  It's still red, but it seems like the redness is widening out a bit.... it's not his whole eye now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, so it's test time :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://dizzycafe.com target=New&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://boomspeed.com/sunnie/air.gif border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://dizzycafe.com target=New&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://img1.ranchoweb.com/images/sunnie/cool.gif border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://dizzycafe.com target=New&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://img1.ranchoweb.com/images/sunnie/silent.gif border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://dizzycafe.com target=New&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://img1.ranchoweb.com/images/sunnie/queen.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3284952-79568083?l=ramblingchatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/79568083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/79568083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingchatter.blogspot.com/2002_07_01_archive.html#79568083' title=''/><author><name>Paula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16997832483777382470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3284952.post-79382392</id><published>2002-07-25T02:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-07-25T02:29:20.653-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Devan went back to the doctor Monday....  the infection is almost completely cleared up, and he doesn't have to wear the patch anymore except at bedtime.  =)  I am SOOOOO happy!  His eye is still red, but it looks like it's getting better everyday.  He still has 3 different eye drops to put in it, but he changed them from once an hour back to 4 times a day.  And he has to go back on Monday.  &lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all of the prayers and wishes =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3284952-79382392?l=ramblingchatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/79382392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/79382392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingchatter.blogspot.com/2002_07_01_archive.html#79382392' title=''/><author><name>Paula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16997832483777382470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3284952.post-79185068</id><published>2002-07-20T06:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-07-20T06:52:49.546-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Devan went back to the doctor on Friday.  His eye had gotten red,  he said he was more blurry that it had been.  The doctor examined it, and said that there seemed to be an infection starting.  He referred him to a retina specialist upstairs in the same building who examined it, and said that there definitely was an infection beginning, and that we needed to go back in to surgery.  He said they would put Devan to sleep, inject a needle into his eye and draw out fluid to test, and then inject very strong antibiotics into the eye.  He referred Devan to another doctor who would do the surgery.....  After surgery, the doctor came out and said that they took out the fluid to send to the lab and test, and that during the surgery, he noticed a white spot farther back in his eye and some blood surrounding it, so he thinks the dart went a little farther than they first thought.&lt;br /&gt;He gave Devan some medicine for pain, and more drops, only this time they have to be put in once every hour instead of 4 times a day.   Devan's eye started draining a watery bloody discharge while he slept last night, so I called the Doctor's answering service at 2 am because I was worried.  He said that it was ok for it to be doing that, and that I might notice for a couple days that if Devan cries, his tears would look a little bloody but that it was fine.  He has to go back today to have his eye checked again......  I'm praying that everything will be alright this time, and we won't have any more problems.&lt;br /&gt;I'll update later today after we get back.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3284952-79185068?l=ramblingchatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/79185068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/79185068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingchatter.blogspot.com/2002_07_01_archive.html#79185068' title=''/><author><name>Paula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16997832483777382470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3284952.post-79076074</id><published>2002-07-17T15:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-07-17T15:54:25.376-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Boy..... when it rains, it really pours....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Devan was next door Monday night playing with his friend.....  they were playing Darts (big no-no!!.....  I don't let Devan play with anything like that, but evidently the other boy's parents do)  Devan said he reached up on the wall to remove one of the darts, when it slipped out of his hand and hit his eye.  The little boy's father put some eye drops in Devan's eye, and Devan didn't complain that it was hurting him too much, so he kept playing with the little boy.  When he got back to the house, his eye was red and watery.... but we thought that it was irritated from where he had been rubbing it.  Tuesday morning it was still red and watery and it was hurting.  I took him to the ER, where they put dye into his eye and saw that he had a large cut in the white area.  They sent him to a doctor in Norton, who examined him and then sent him back to the ER, saying that he wasn't an employee of 'Wellmont' so he couldn't treat him......  The real reason was because Devan's medical insurance had cancelled.... *rolls eyes at ignorant doctors*&lt;br /&gt;The ER doctor told me she thought the same thing, so she called a Doctor in Kingsport.  I took Devan over to the ER in Kingsport to see this doctor, and upon examining his eye, said that the dart had went completely through his eye almost.  So Devan needed surgery to fix it.  He went into surgery at around 8:00 pm last night, and after the surgery they let him come home until this morning, then he had to be back to see the Doctor at 8:30 this morning.  Right now, the inside bottom of his eye is covered with stitches, he has to wear a protective eye shield, and we have to put 2 different kinds of drops into his eye 4 times a day.  Last night the vision in that eye was 20/200, and today it was 20/50.....  The doctor says that it looks like it is doing good, and that hopefully Devan shouldn't have any trouble with it....  but that there is always the risk that if it gets infected, Devan could lose the eyesight in that eye....   He has to go back this Friday and have it checked again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything else that has happened seems pretty dim and unmentionable right now.....    I'l post an update after the appointment on Friday.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3284952-79076074?l=ramblingchatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/79076074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/79076074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingchatter.blogspot.com/2002_07_01_archive.html#79076074' title=''/><author><name>Paula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16997832483777382470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3284952.post-78923693</id><published>2002-07-14T00:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-07-14T00:02:36.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mom had one of her friends come up the other night for a couple of days....  Picture this....  This woman is afraid of dogs.  She can be walking down the road and see a dog walking, and she will run to the other side of the road to get away from it.  But she thinks that she knows things about them....  like ways to get rid of fleas.  This idiotic woman decides that she will help us out and give Daisy a bath.  I'm not in there, but she yells at me a couple minutes later and I go see what is going on.  I look, she has my dog on the counter and has &lt;b&gt;poured&lt;/b&gt; full strength flea dip all over her back, and then rubbed it in.  I look at her like she's stupid, and say "You aren't supposed to use that like that.....  it has to be diluted in water.  That needs to be washed off of her before it makes her sick".  She starts apologizing, and runs water in the sink to rinse Daisy......  where she pours MORE flea dip.  I go over, let the water out and run clear water and rinse Daisy off.  Yesterday, I look at Daisy and she had a raw spot on her hip....  no fur, and the skin is bright pink.  I took her to the Vet today and he gave me some cortisone cream, advantage drops for fleas, antibiotic drops, some prednisone tablets and he gave her a shot of prednisone.  He let me post date a check until the beginning of next month (which was very good, since I had never been to him before)   Mom called the lady and told her how much the vet bill was and she said that she will pay me back for it.  Then I told my mom that I don't want her back up here.   The lady has called all day long wanting to know if I am mad at her.....  I couldn't even answer the phone because everytime it rang, it was her.  And I couldn't call the Vet because every time I would pick up the phone, it would ring and be her.  And I am so pissed off at her, that I don't even want to talk to her......  I know that if I do, I'll explode....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other things have been going on, but I have a headache (had it for 3 days....  it's no wonder) and I'm too stressed to even try to put it things into words... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3284952-78923693?l=ramblingchatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/78923693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/78923693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingchatter.blogspot.com/2002_07_01_archive.html#78923693' title=''/><author><name>Paula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16997832483777382470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3284952.post-78813008</id><published>2002-07-11T05:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-07-11T05:37:58.670-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://rain-drop.net/quiz/finger/fourth.gif"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" color="000000" size="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Oh the sentimental side of life! You are the fourth finger, the ring finger as it is sometimes known as. You value emotions and the small sentimentalities of life. Especially dreams of that you-know-who... &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rain-drop.net/quiz/finger"&gt;Which finger are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Take the quiz to find out.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3284952-78813008?l=ramblingchatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/78813008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/78813008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingchatter.blogspot.com/2002_07_01_archive.html#78813008' title=''/><author><name>Paula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16997832483777382470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3284952.post-78808918</id><published>2002-07-11T02:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-07-11T02:23:27.883-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes I sit and look at my sitemeter and try to figure out who the people are that visit this page.  I notice that a few are people that come here everyday, and they come directly to the page instead of from another page, but I can't figure out who they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've started on Neoquest again...  I never finished playing it before, but now I've started it on my new account.  I'm wandering around in circles right now on hunting mode trying to build levels before I go for anything else.  Maybe this time I will actually finish the game.  It seems like a good time to play....  I have my sleep schedule all screwed up, and I really don't talk to anyone on here at night,  except &lt;a href="http://butterflyskiss.blogspot.com"&gt;Dinesha&lt;/a&gt; but she isn't on right now.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much has been going on....  it's a boring life in Big Stone Gap...&lt;br /&gt;Guess I'll come back when I have something to talk about?  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3284952-78808918?l=ramblingchatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/78808918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/78808918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingchatter.blogspot.com/2002_07_01_archive.html#78808918' title=''/><author><name>Paula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16997832483777382470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3284952.post-78524672</id><published>2002-07-03T17:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-07-03T18:01:02.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was thinking about switching my blog over to &lt;a href="http://www.diaryland.com"&gt;Diaryland&lt;/a&gt; but I'm not sure if I should.   I've been going through the layouts for there, and there are alot more layout sites for there.....  It's just a matter of finding something I like.  I really wish that I knew how to make my own layouts....  I keep thinking that I would like a simple looking layout, with maybe a small image somewhere.....  nothing big or too much.  I went ahead and made an account at &lt;a href="http://www.diaryland.com"&gt;Diaryland&lt;/a&gt; last night, and added a layout that I liked....  Nothing has been customized yet, but it's just an idea of what it is supposed to look like.   I'm wondering if it is a little bit risky,  but not really sure when I've seen other blogs that are ALOT more explicit....  &lt;a href="http://deniece.diaryland.com"&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt; to take a look....  and I'd love to hear some comments on what people think about it.  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder about people sometimes....  and then I start wondering about me.  I have these conversations with people, that make me think.  It seems to me like all of the men that I meet are just all the same.  They all just want, and excuse the language here, a fuck buddy basically.  It really pisses me off when I get called 'prudish' because I'm not interested in that sort of relationship......  Seems like it's a damned if I do, damned if I don't kinda thing.....   If I did sleep around, I would be a slut... If I don't sleep around, I'm a prude.  And then I have these conversations with a male friend, and he says a bunch of shit like....  'Men will do anything as long as they are getting great sex' and 'If a woman wants to keep her man, she has to be a whore in bed'.....  It goes on and on.....    And judging by most of the men that I know (there are some exceptions to that), he's right.  It makes me wonder....  Am I stupid, to be wanting more?   I know that sex is a big part of a relationship,  but I think there are more parts....   and then I get accused of wanting a 'sexless' relationship because I'm not interested in just having a sexual relationship.  Maybe I am the one that's stupid....  maybe the whole world has gone through this change and I've been left back in this other place and time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh!  I almost forgot!!  I made a couple of banners!  =D   They are my first 2, so please don't to too cruel.....  but I made them to go in my galleries on &lt;a href="http://www.neopets.com/refer.phtml?username=devan6"&gt;Neo&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;br /&gt;This one is for my Earth and Battle Faeries Gallery.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.liquid2k.com/deniece/faerie_palace.gif"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;This one is for an idea I had about a petpet paint brush gallery.....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.liquid2k.com/deniece/petpet.gif"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*nudge*   I'd love to have some comments on them  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3284952-78524672?l=ramblingchatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/78524672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/78524672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingchatter.blogspot.com/2002_07_01_archive.html#78524672' title=''/><author><name>Paula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16997832483777382470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3284952.post-78364690</id><published>2002-06-29T20:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-06-29T20:03:31.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today has actually been pretty boring, not that my other days aren't boring to....  so today is gonna be another test day  :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://lax.gaz.nu/wonka/veruca.html" target="new"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lax.gaz.nu/wonka/veruca.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://lax.gaz.nu/wonka" target="new"&gt;Which Willy Wonka character are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;made by &lt;lj user="galaxybounce"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not Veruca....  LOL...  not by any means.  (Do you ever notice how sometimes these tests really &lt;b&gt;don't&lt;/b&gt; match?  And then sometimes the answers don't really describe you at all, but you gotta just pick one anyway?)  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dynapost.com/jennifer/jennifer/barbie.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://arczangel.digitalrice.com/quiz_teenybopper.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is &lt;b&gt;so not&lt;/b&gt; right....  That test right there,  absolutely none of the answers fit anything about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.roxydoll.com/~erin/quiz/quiz1.html"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.roxydoll.com/~erin/quiz/red.gif" border=0 alt="Take the M&amp;M's Test @ Rasberry Rain"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yummm!  M&amp;M's!   :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://home.adelphia.net/~zybergoat/quiz/spidey/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://home.adelphia.net/~zybergoat/quiz/spidey/img/mj.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Take the &lt;A HREF="http://home.adelphia.net/~zybergoat/quiz/spidey/" target="_blank"&gt;Which &lt;i&gt;Spider-Man&lt;/i&gt; Character Are You?&lt;/A&gt; quiz by &lt;A HREF="mailto:zybergoat@hotmail.com"&gt;ZyberGoat&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm....  so I guess I'm done....  *waves*  I'll come back when I have something interesting to talk about...  Oh God!  I better not say that, I &lt;b&gt;never&lt;/b&gt; would come back :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3284952-78364690?l=ramblingchatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/78364690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/78364690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingchatter.blogspot.com/2002_06_01_archive.html#78364690' title=''/><author><name>Paula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16997832483777382470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3284952.post-78293677</id><published>2002-06-27T21:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-06-27T21:57:09.483-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I got my car fixed today.  The guy next door offered to fix it, and all he charged was $5 and some of my homemade candy.... LOL.  I make some good peanut butter roll, I usually have a lady that gets me to make her about 8 rolls every Christmas.  Anyway, I made him a roll and wrapped it up and mom took it over to him and his wife.  He told mom that it was the best candy he had ever had, and then he sent her home with eggs and peanut butter to make him some more.  I've been thinking, maybe I should start making and selling candy again, and then build it up to where I'm making cakes for people like I used to.  When I was doing it before, I would make the various kinds of candy, and mom would go out and sell it around the neighborhood...... and she would bring home at least $60 after a couple of hours... every day.  I don't know why I ever stopped..... yes I do...  it got to where I couldn't do it all by myself.  So, ummm.....  anyone wanna move to Va and make some candy with me?  :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3284952-78293677?l=ramblingchatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/78293677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/78293677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingchatter.blogspot.com/2002_06_01_archive.html#78293677' title=''/><author><name>Paula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16997832483777382470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3284952.post-78038816</id><published>2002-06-21T16:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-06-21T16:10:09.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I couldn't think of anything to post at the moment, so I declare this.......   &lt;b&gt;Test Day!&lt;/b&gt;.....  or yeah..whatever *rolls eyes* :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sakuracardz.com/questionmark" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.sakuracardz.com/questionmark/passion.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="1"&gt;Find your emotion!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.....  passionate...  yeah, that's me  :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sakuracardz.com/questionmark" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.sakuracardz.com/questionmark/cassie.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="1"&gt;Who are YOU most like?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, I have no idea what that's all about....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="position: relative; width:200px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.sakuracardz.com/questionmark/80percentevil.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="arial" color="#C00000"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are 80% evil!&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.sakuracardz.com/questionmark" target="_blank"&gt;[?]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="arial" color="#C00000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, evil is your one and only name!  You're 80%!  That's pretty darn bad!  You've just got a bit of good in you, but that's alright.  A little good never hurt anyone, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I sure as hell don't get that one....  I thought my answers were pretty nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sakuracardz.com/questionmark/amayaquiz.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.sakuracardz.com/questionmark/30percentfem.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="1"&gt;How Gay Are YOU?&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.sakuracardz.com/questionmark" target="_blank"&gt;[?]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sakuracardz.com/questionmark" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.sakuracardz.com/questionmark/cheek.gif" border="0" alt="Which Kiss are You?"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1" face="verdana"&gt;Which Kiss Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;  LMAO....  kinda funny how I'm 80% evil&lt;br /&gt;and totally sweet and innocent at the same time, huh?  :p&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sakuracardz.com/questionmark" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.sakuracardz.com/questionmark/sevensinsanger.gif" border="0" alt="What Seven Deadly Sin Are YOU? [?]"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: black 1px solid; border-right: black 1px solid; border-left: black 1px solid" bgcolor="white"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="220"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="1" color="black"&gt;You're &lt;b&gt;ANGER&lt;/b&gt;!  You're not the most pleasant person to be around!  You've got a short fuse, and you're almost always mad at the world.  You're represented by the color &lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;red&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3284952-78038816?l=ramblingchatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/78038816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/78038816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingchatter.blogspot.com/2002_06_01_archive.html#78038816' title=''/><author><name>Paula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16997832483777382470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3284952.post-78005858</id><published>2002-06-20T22:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-06-20T22:11:14.113-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The car is home finally...  I'm $150 dollars poorer, but it's home at least.  Now I'm just gonna have to find somebody to check it out for me and find what's wrong.  That's one problem about not having a man around the house.  I can't afford to have the car in the garage every time something goes wrong on it, and I can't rely on Veronica's boyfriend to fix everything wrong with it every time.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark is trying to teach me to play chess.  We've played for the past couple of nights, and let me just say....  He beats my ass SO bad.  I'm awful at it, and it seems like the more I read and try to learn, the worse I get...LOL.  But I love playing it, even if I do make a fool outta myself doing it.  &lt;a href="http://butterflyskiss.blogspot.com"&gt;Dinesha&lt;/a&gt; on the other hand is really good at it.  She said that she hadn't played in about 7 years, but she's very good.  They played a couple of games, and I thought it was a pretty good match. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3284952-78005858?l=ramblingchatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/78005858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/78005858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingchatter.blogspot.com/2002_06_01_archive.html#78005858' title=''/><author><name>Paula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16997832483777382470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3284952.post-77876113</id><published>2002-06-18T00:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-06-18T00:34:32.363-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This has had to be the most awful week.  My car started making this weird dragging noise when I started it lately.  And then it quit making it, so I didn't think anything else about it.  Today it started making it again.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Devan had been wanting to go trade his Super NES and his Playstation in at the computer store over in Tennessee.  So today, Veronica and I decided we would go.  We went to Kingsport to the mall, and I got him a N64 game, and then we decided to go to the mall in Bristol to get a system.  So here we are an hour and a half from home, and my car quits.......  Everything works, the radio, the clock, the AC, the lights.....  but when we turn the key, absolutely nothing happens, no clicking, no sound, no anything.  We finally end up getting her mom on the phone and she drives over to get us.  As soon as I get home, Mike (my Ex) calls and says to get ready and he will drive me back over there and try to get it working long enough to get it home.  Needless to say, my car is still parked in the mall parking lot in Bristol.  My head feels like it is splitting open right now....  most likely from stress and where I got aggravated today.  We got home and called a tow truck.  They said that they will go get my car for me tomorrow, but it will be $150......  which is $150 that I don't have.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like everytime I think I have things straightened out, something else happens to mess everything up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3284952-77876113?l=ramblingchatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/77876113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/77876113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingchatter.blogspot.com/2002_06_01_archive.html#77876113' title=''/><author><name>Paula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16997832483777382470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3284952.post-77730523</id><published>2002-06-14T02:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-06-14T02:36:39.566-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Me and Veronica took Devan and her cousin to the Best Friend's Festival in Norton today. They had alot of people dressed up as characters from kid's shows, like Spongebob, Barney, Baby Bop, Simba.....  then they got in the center of the park with a lot of kids and danced.  Devan didn't want to do anything, because he said he thought that there were gonna be rides there, and everything they had 'was stupid'....  Pfft....  what can I say?  My kid's not typical.  He don't like doing alot of things that others kids like to do.  Anyway, we were all having a pretty good time, until it started raining.  And I don't mean sprinkling rain..... I mean thunder, lightning, pouring rain.  And then everyone was told that since it was thundering and lightning, the tent that we were under wasn't safe, and to please go to our cars.   So, the four of us ended up walking through the POURING rain 4 blocks to the car.  It stopped raining right as we reached it.....  LOL, it figures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found a cute little site today while I was looking for angel icons.  &lt;a href="http://www.icontown.de"&gt;Icon Town&lt;/a&gt; is this little place where you create your own little house icon, and you put it in this little icon filled community.  I didn't read everything about it, and I don't know what all you are supposed to do, but it just seemed cute to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But speaking of icons..... Mom is really into angels, and it amazes me there really aren't that many small angel icons.  It's the same thing with blog layouts with butterflies.  There just aren't that many of them.  And you know that both of those are really popular, so it seems like there would be more of them, but there aren't.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will post more later  =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3284952-77730523?l=ramblingchatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/77730523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/77730523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingchatter.blogspot.com/2002_06_01_archive.html#77730523' title=''/><author><name>Paula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16997832483777382470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3284952.post-77680581</id><published>2002-06-12T22:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-06-12T23:08:12.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My grandmother is out of the hospital.  She came home a couple of days ago, she seems to be doing a little better.  The Doctor changed her medicine though, and the nurses didn't send her home with the new instructions.  We called over there to get them, and they argued us that they sent the paper with us....  Stupid people....   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooooh, lookie!  A test  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pure-essence.net/psychoticb/quiz.html"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pure-essence.net/psychoticb/pixie/HOLYPIX.GIF" border="0" alt="Imma pure holy pixie~!"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stalk &lt;a href="http://www.pure-essence.net/psychoticb/"&gt;bunnywunny_~!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm,  a Holy Pixie....  I guess that's cool...  =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm boring lately....  Veronica keeps fussing at me because I never do anything any more.  I think maybe I'm in this depression stage or something.  I don't wanna go anywhere, I never go visit anymore.  I've got books piled up on my desk from the library that are due back in 2 days, and I haven't started reading on any of them........ That proves something is wrong,  cause I'd rather read than do almost anything.  Oh well....  things have to look up soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3284952-77680581?l=ramblingchatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/77680581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/77680581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingchatter.blogspot.com/2002_06_01_archive.html#77680581' title=''/><author><name>Paula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16997832483777382470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3284952.post-77420865</id><published>2002-06-06T11:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-06-06T11:29:31.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay!!!!!   I'm an official Quilting Bee!  &lt;a href="http://lildemented.com"&gt;Thori&lt;/a&gt; helped me with my patch, well..... the only thing I actually did was find the picture, she made it for me =)    So I made my quilt page last night, and submitted it....  and about 20 minutes later, I got an e-mail saying I was approved!  =)    My link is over -------&gt; there if anybody would like to see and exchange patches!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Devan passed!  He's going into the Second grade.  He also got the same teacher that I had when I was in Second grade, which I am &lt;b&gt;So&lt;/b&gt; happy about.  She was by far my favorite teacher all through school.  Which also means that I am putting more pressure on him to behave himself in her class.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandmother is in the hospital.  She got to where she couldn't take her medicine, couldn't swallow, couldn't eat, her neck kept hurting her and she couldn't hold it up.  We thought she'd had a stroke, but the doctors said it was what she had flaring up (which I can't for the life of me think what it's called)   She argued mom yesterday that she had been riding around in my cousin's car all day long, they had went to Kingsport and went out for pizza.  And during the night, she tore out her IV.  Well, actually she didn't yank the IV out, the nurses said she literally &lt;b&gt;broke&lt;/b&gt; the tubing in half.  They tried yesterday to give her another IV and she refused all day, but then said they could last night.....  when we left, they had tried and couldn't get it back in.  She's getting worse and worse.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been trying to get the house straightened up while she is gone.  We tore the carpet up out of her bedroom, cleaned out the closet and all of the dresser drawers.  She keeps everything.... and I do mean everything.  We found empty boxes from the '70's.....  she had an old deep freeze shoved in the closet.  There was no room in any of the drawers for clothes to be put, because Mamaw had....  junk, basically shoved in them.  It looks alot better now.  Next we are going to try to tear the carpet up in the living room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Devan's hamster died a couple days ago.  I have no idea what killed it, unless it was just old age, but I have never seen a hamster look like this one when it died.  I don't know how to explain it.....  I think one eye was gone, or was shriveled up or something....  it's other eye wouldn't shut....  I hated looking at it like that....  It was awful, and so sad.  Devan cried for 3 days.  We put it in a box, and buried it outside the bedroom window....  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3284952-77420865?l=ramblingchatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/77420865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/77420865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingchatter.blogspot.com/2002_06_01_archive.html#77420865' title=''/><author><name>Paula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16997832483777382470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3284952.post-77209699</id><published>2002-06-01T00:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-06-01T00:40:58.893-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now here's a topic that I've never actually sat down and thought about before.  The other day, I was in my car at the school waiting to pick up Devan.  The woman in the car ahead of me flicked (is that what it's called?) the ashes off of her cigarette, and the wind picked them up and blew them back on my widnshield.  I don't know why, but this got me thinking.  I started thinking about everything that's in the air, and everything that the wind blows....  things that we breathe in without knowing.  Who knows what all is in the air that we constantly breathe in every day?  It's scary....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is the last day of school.  I don't ever remember having to go to school on a Saturday. This stops them from having to go one day out of next week though, and it doesn't count against them if they don't go.  I let Devan stay home today (it didn't count today either) but I am going to send him tomorrow so he can get his report card.  They mailed them last year, but the secretary told me on the phone this morning that they aren't this year.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I'm going to bed :p   &lt;br /&gt;Will post more later    *waves*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3284952-77209699?l=ramblingchatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/77209699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/77209699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingchatter.blogspot.com/2002_06_01_archive.html#77209699' title=''/><author><name>Paula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16997832483777382470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3284952.post-76993680</id><published>2002-05-26T13:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-05-26T13:47:54.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am so hooked on &lt;a href="http://www.loverevolution.net/qbee"&gt;The Quilting Bee&lt;/a&gt;.  I &lt;i&gt;love&lt;/i&gt; going there and looking at all of the quilt pieces people have made.  I would love to join in that, but my quilt piece just flew out the window....LOL.  I don't know what I was doing wrong on it.  I tried using one of their quilt template things, and I could do anything to it without making layers, and then after I got it, I didn't know how to merge it all together..... or if I even needed to merge it all together or if it already was and stayed that way.  Yes, I know I am confusing and I ramble on about things alot......  but in real life I'm not like that.  Anyway......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I am so interested in the 100 things that people are doing about themselves.  I've been going through blogs looking for them like crazy lately.  I would love to do one, but I don't want to do it on here cause it would take up so much space, and I don't have a [more] section.....   I guess I will just be content reading everyone elses.  =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been trying to fix the layout on my friend Dinesha's blog.  It's one that has the background and everything, and then all of the text is in a scroll box... thing....    I can't figure out what I am doing wrong on it,   I just can't get the box to show any text and the scroll bar to work.  If anybody know what I am doing wrong or how to fix this.... could you please leave me a comment or message me? =) &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3284952-76993680?l=ramblingchatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/76993680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/76993680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingchatter.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76993680' title=''/><author><name>Paula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16997832483777382470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3284952.post-76922870</id><published>2002-05-24T09:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-05-24T09:46:17.953-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I watched &lt;a href="http://www.theothers.com"&gt;the best&lt;/a&gt; movie the other day.  I &lt;i&gt;loved&lt;/i&gt; this movie.  I like weird movies, and I thought this one was so good.  It definitely surprised me.  I don't want to say what happens, but I urge you to watch it if you haven't already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of movies,  Devan loves Final Fantasy.  He's watched it at least 4 times since I got it.  Now he's wanting to go to Kingsport and get a couple of the Playstation games....  Any recommendations on the best ones?  I have to admit, I'm more of a Tomb Raider player...  but I think I might like Final Fantasy too.  I've heard alot of people say that it's good.  I've also got &lt;a href="http://www.all4games.com/playstation/feareffect/"&gt;Fear Effect&lt;/a&gt; that I've heard is good, but I haven't played any of it yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so pissed off at the school that Devan goes to yesterday.... actually I still am today, just a little more calm though.  Yesterday was field day at school...  they had games and activities.  After everything was over, the school arranged to have a fire truck come and spray all of the kids with the water hose.  Normally, I wouldn't have had a problem with that really......  &lt;b&gt;if&lt;/b&gt; it was summer weather.  Yesterday was a little warmer than it has been, but it was still a little cold.  So they squirted the kids, and now Devan is sick.  He couldn't hardly talk last night.  That stupid school should have known better than to have the kids take their shoes and socks off and then spray them when it is cold outside.  They're idiots..... I'm beginning to think that people don't have any common sense anymore....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3284952-76922870?l=ramblingchatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/76922870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/76922870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingchatter.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76922870' title=''/><author><name>Paula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16997832483777382470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3284952.post-76799250</id><published>2002-05-21T10:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-05-21T10:43:58.700-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to Bristol yesterday.  I stopped at Blockbuster Video on the way back and bought Devan the Final Fantasy movie.  I love going to Blockbuster Video.....  they usually have some good sales.  LOL, it's always good when they have a $2 off sale.....  I bought the movie Ants for Devan for $2.99.  Can't beat deals like that =)   Anyway, I got Final Fantasy for $4.99, and then 25% off, so that was good.   I hope he likes it,  we've never even played the game of Final Fantasy.....  I know, we're so behind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also stopped at &lt;a href="http://www.ryansinc.com/"&gt;Ryan's&lt;/a&gt; on the way back to eat.  Normally, I love that place.  Hell, I'd go there just for the salad and the rolls that they bring to the table.....LOL.   But yesterday, it was awful.  Veronica got some kind of seafood, I can't remember what it was....  but she said it was tough.  The chicken tenders had been cooked too long and were tough, and the rolls were hard as a brick.  The only thing that was worth getting was the salad, but then I love salads.....    We didn't complain, although maybe we should have.  It was a big disappointment, considering that they are usually so good there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3284952-76799250?l=ramblingchatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/76799250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/76799250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingchatter.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76799250' title=''/><author><name>Paula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16997832483777382470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3284952.post-76581928</id><published>2002-05-15T13:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-05-15T13:21:40.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I LOVE &lt;a href="http://www.loverevolution.net/qbee/"&gt;the*quilting*bee&lt;/a&gt; site.  I saw it the first time on &lt;a href="http://www.ladybee.net/log"&gt;Wendy's&lt;/a&gt; blog, and thought it was such a cute site.  I would love to get involved in that.....  maybe I will fool around with either PSP or Adobe Photeshop and see what I can come up with as a quilt piece....  just to see what it would turn out as.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My birthday was ok....  Veronica had given me some things from her before my birthday and then on the 10th she surprised me with a gift bag full of other stuff....  It had a Winnie the Pooh photo album, Winnie boxed set with a picture frame, pencils, notepad, and journal, and another Winnie set with a notepad and address book.  I even talked Mike into letting Devan stay with me this weekend for my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to give the puppies away....  It's so hard to do anymore.  People just don't want them.  Someone is coming Friday to get the little boy I think, and then I will still have 4 left.  If I can't find anyone, I guess I will have to take them to the Pound....  I hate to do that, but I will have to.  Someone told me that PetSmart in Kingsport will let you bring them over on the weekends and they will set them outside and people can adopt them.  I'll have to check on that....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3284952-76581928?l=ramblingchatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/76581928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/76581928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingchatter.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76581928' title=''/><author><name>Paula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16997832483777382470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3284952.post-76378124</id><published>2002-05-09T21:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-05-09T21:41:40.366-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I haven't really been in the mood to post anything lately,  not that there has been anything happening worth posting. I haven't really been reading alot of blogs lately either,  there's so much I need to catch up on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom broke her wrist a couple weeks ago, so she is in a cast for the next 6-8 weeks.  She has to go back to the Doctor on the 14th to have it checked.  Since then, the responsibilities of taking care of Mamaw and the house has landed on me.  Mom's not able to help any, she's not supposed to lift anything heavier than a toothbrush (the doctor said) so I have been trying to take care of Devan, Mamaw, Mom, 9 dogs (counting the puppies) and the house and yard.  I'll be the first to say, I can't handle all of this......  I'm thinking about finding an apartment for Devan and me.  It's time that we had our own lives,  and I'm going to have to get a job....  which I'm really not able to do while living here.  Besides getting Devan up and ready for school, Mamaw has to be watched constantly, has to have her blood checked sometimes 3 times a day, medicine 3 times a day, then it's time for Devan to come home from school.  Mom's not very dependable with things like this, and no one else is here to help with it.  She refuses to sell this house, which is falling apart, because it was her parents house and she wants to stay here until she dies.....  Well, I don't want to say here until she dies, I am literally so unhappy living here that I can't stand it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave one of the puppies away today.  The girl next door came over and took the runt.  I had kinda hoped to keep her a little longer, just until she was stronger, but it would have just been putting off the inevitable.  I can't keep the puppies, and to tell the truth I really don't want to.  I'd like to find someone to take Ellie and Oscar too, and just keep Daisy.  Seems like it is so hard giving away dogs now, everybody that I have talked to don't want any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is my birthday..... I'll be 28 years old.  &lt;a href="http://veroleigh.blogspot.com"&gt;Veronica&lt;/a&gt; took me out to eat and got me a little decorative notepad/pen set for my desk, and some petunias to plant.  I bought a dress from Mamaw and Mom.  And Mom's Ex-boyfriend sent me a necklace with my initial on it from Avon.  I really wan't expecting that, considering I only met him once, and he and my mom quit talking a while back, but it was nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off....  (I don't mean just in the head =p ) We'll see if tomorrow is a better day....  *waves*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3284952-76378124?l=ramblingchatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/76378124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/76378124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingchatter.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76378124' title=''/><author><name>Paula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16997832483777382470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3284952.post-76170746</id><published>2002-05-04T22:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-05-04T22:27:56.216-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been kinda worried about the runt of the puppies lately.  She is so tiny, and she doesn't act like she can hear that well.  She still wobbles on her feet, and the other puppies are at least 3 times her size.  I was talking to Veronica's mom tonight, and she mentioned that there might be something wrong with her. She acts like her eyes are focusing on anything, and I noticed that she doesn't react to noises or the other puppies crying.  The other puppies start crying, and she is still asleep until one bumps into her and wakes her up.  We were worried that maybe she is deaf and blind....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing else has happened regarding the other night and the fight.  Veronica has been to the dentist, gotten the tooth replaced ( it was already a replacement from when she was very young, and it was about time to have it checked anyway.)  She's decided that there was really nothing that could be done about anything that happened.....  The police weren't going to do anything, and let's face it....  she hurt the dumbass WAY more than he could have hurt her.  Yeah, he shoved and and slapped her a couple of times, but she balled her fist up and punched him and kicked him ALOT.  And the blood that was covering her shirt, belonged to him.....  She wasn't bleeding anywhere.  And she decided that she didn't want her dad to know about it, just that she wasn't having anything to do with him anymore.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3284952-76170746?l=ramblingchatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/76170746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/76170746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingchatter.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76170746' title=''/><author><name>Paula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16997832483777382470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3284952.post-76044639</id><published>2002-05-01T13:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-05-01T13:06:43.233-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://veroleigh.blogspot.com"&gt;Veronica&lt;/a&gt; came up with her cousins last night for a little while.  While they were here, she asked me to ride out to get some gas with her.  On the way back, she pulled over at a friends house, who was drinking and basically showing his ass in front of all his friends.  He wouldn't even come out of his garage to talk to her (he's a dick) and one of his friends (who I thought was at least halfway ok) was talking to us.  The guy in the garage kept telling her that if she wanted to talk to him, to get out of the truck and come into the garage.  She was afraid to, because he was drinking, and kept telling his friend that she was afraid that he would start trouble and hit her.  The friend kept saying "Oh, he ain't gonna hit you.  Just go talk to him and he'll calm down. If he starts anything, I'll make him back off."  So she gets out of the truck.....  he's being extremely hateful, and starts throwing things around, rips the phone off the wall.  She comes back to the truck and gets in, as J.C. (the dick) starts screaming at her &lt;b&gt;14&lt;/b&gt; year old cousin, who is sitting in the bed of the truck.  Saying "I'm gonna beat your ass" and threatening to kill him.  Veronica hops back out of the truck, tries to talk some reason into him.....  tells him that her cousin is only 14 years old, and he needs to back off, cause if he don't,  he will go to jail for threatening a minor.  That pisses him off, so he then proceeds to &lt;b&gt;Shove&lt;/b&gt; Veronica into the side of the truck.  Brawl starts out........  Veronica turns around, shoves him back.  He slaps her....  She punches him right dead in the face, kicks him....  he keeps shoving and hitting her.  Through this all, I have a 14 year old in the bed of the truck and a 5 year old beside me in the front....  while I am searching under the seat for the gun that is usually there.......  Cause I swear to God, I was gonna blow the son of a bitch's head off.  She gets back into the truck.  He reaches through the window and grabs her hair and yanks her head back out, while he tries choking her with the other hand.  Somehow, during all of this, he gets his hand hear her mouth, where she bites him,  knocking her tooth out when he yanks his finger away.  Of, and the friend that was going to "take up for her and make J.C back off"? He backed away from them, let J.C keep hitting her, didn't help in any way, while J.C's &lt;b&gt;64&lt;/b&gt; year old mother ran out of the house and tried fighting J.C off.....  the chickenshit.... Her shirt is covered with blood, and we are speeding down the road on the cell phone calling 911.  After 45 minutes, and one phone call back asking for directions, the police show up at my house. (Good thing nobody was dead....  they never would have gotten here) They tell Veronica that she can take him with a warrant, and &lt;b&gt;IF&lt;/b&gt; they drive by his house and see him outside, they will pick him up.......  Pfffft......  Dumbasses....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3284952-76044639?l=ramblingchatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/76044639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/76044639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingchatter.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76044639' title=''/><author><name>Paula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16997832483777382470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3284952.post-75984854</id><published>2002-04-29T21:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-04-29T22:03:53.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to some stores with Veronica....  AGAIN.....   Her and her boyfriend have been fighting some lately, so she's in the mood to spend some money  LOL.  Anyway, we went to &lt;i&gt;another&lt;/i&gt; shoe store today.  And she got 5 more pairs of shoes.....  Damn!  Where the hell is she going to wear all of these shoes??  LOL.....  Veronica??  Where are you going to wear 50 blue million pairs of shoes?  But, she's getting good deals on them....  shoes like Nike, Reebok and Adidas for $19.99.  Oh, and we both got a pair of sketcher sandals today for under 10 bucks!  Along with a free t-shirt just for buying...  =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, I changed the layout.....  this one is kinda cute. I loved the Froggie, but I wanted a change.  Wonder how long this one will last?  It still needs some tinkering, but it'll work for now.  =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3284952-75984854?l=ramblingchatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/75984854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/75984854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingchatter.blogspot.com/2002_04_01_archive.html#75984854' title=''/><author><name>Paula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16997832483777382470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3284952.post-75943978</id><published>2002-04-28T21:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-04-29T14:19:02.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I went to some stores with Veronica today.  I swear, I think that girl is in competition with Carrie from Sex and the City.  I never noticed it before, but I honestly think she is addicted to shoes.  We went to a shoe store in Wise today, and altogether she bought 8 pairs of shoes.  If I looked in my closet right now, I bet I don't even &lt;b&gt;have&lt;/b&gt; 8 pairs of shoes. We went to Goody's and looked around for a while, and she kept telling me to pick out something for my birthday but I don't like the clothes they have out these days.  Ever pair of jeans I pick up are capri pants....  and although I like the way they look on some people, I think I look stupid in them.  Seems like when I finally find an outfit that I like, I try it on and it doesn't look right on me.  I tried on some dresses today, cause I really don't have any.  I think I have one dress that I bought for my grandfathers funeral in 1998, and a skirt outfit in my closet.  Anyway, I tried these dresses on......  and my hips looked HUGE.  =(  I don't even want to get started on my hips.....  I can live with my stomach, hell I can live with my arms and legs, but I hate my freakin' big ass hips!  From now on, I don't even want to go to a store and look at any clothes.....  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so many links to make right over there ----&gt;   I promise I'll catch up on some blogs and update links soon.  =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3284952-75943978?l=ramblingchatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/75943978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/75943978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingchatter.blogspot.com/2002_04_01_archive.html#75943978' title=''/><author><name>Paula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16997832483777382470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3284952.post-75623213</id><published>2002-04-20T13:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-04-20T13:13:35.916-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I tried to hook the cam up today, and evidently it isn't compatible with my computer either  =(   It kept saying that Microsoft strongly recommends that I quit with the installation because it didn't have some marking on it or something saying it was approved.  Me don't like Windows XP  =(    No piccys of puppies I guess  =( Me sorry...  *hangs head*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3284952-75623213?l=ramblingchatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/75623213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/75623213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingchatter.blogspot.com/2002_04_01_archive.html#75623213' title=''/><author><name>Paula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16997832483777382470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3284952.post-75602000</id><published>2002-04-19T19:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-04-19T20:41:36.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thank you to everyone that liked my blinkie!  =D    I've been looking through tutorials about making dolls...  Oh No!  A monster in the making....  LOL,  I've made a couple......  but none good enough that I want to show right now.  Here I am looking at making dolls and downloading PSP tubes,  and all of this started just because I wanted to know how to make a banner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got my grandmother a new glucometer today.  This one seems like it will be so much easier to work with.  Her old one was about dead,  I bought a new battery for it yesterday and then couldn't figure out how to put it in.  Silly Me.......   I kept trying to unscrew the back to put the battery in, the screw was stripped and wouldn't come out at all.  After I called her doctor to see if he would call in a prescription, I found out that the battery doesn't go in where I was trying to take the back off.....  it went in at the top, where there was a little piece that SLID off.  Damn! Even &lt;B&gt;I&lt;/B&gt; should have noticed that!  Oh well.....  she got a new one anyway.  It's one of those new kinds that you can take blood in your arm.  It isn't half as big as the other one, and it has a little carrying case.  It seems like it will be alot better for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's something I have been thinking about lately....  I have this.....  I guess you would say acquaintance.  Actually I don't even really know her besides knowing who she is.  She is a relative of a friends friend.  This girl has it in her head that I have a sweater that belongs to her.  She loaned my friend (if you read my blog, you know who I am talking about) about 4 sweaters at the beginning of last year for my uncle's funeral.  The sweaters that she loaned, were given back to her relative.....  and this relative made the comment that if she didn't come and get her stuff (including the sweaters) that everything would be put into a yard sale.  This girl is still talking about one certain sweater that she says she never got back.  She says it is a button down sweater, and Honestly I don't ever remember one like that being loaned.  This whole situation is really getting on my nerves.  The only thing I can say it, I don't have her goddamn sweater....  I never had that sweater, and since she thinks she is a Witch and knows how to do all kinds of spells, then maybe she should conjure up some kind of spell to get this fucking sweater back!  Yes,  I know what you are all thinking....  a witch?  Yes, she thinks she is a witch... and she knows how to do spells to get all kinds of money (oh, but she never has any money) and she also thinks that she is a shapeshifter....  and the best one of all!!------&gt;  She says that she has out of body experiences where she goes to her 5000 year old boyfriend who is a vampire and lives in Paris.   You know what I have to say about all of that??  &lt;B&gt;Bullshit!!!!!&lt;/B&gt;   That is the biggest load of bullshit I have ever heard in my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was my rant.....  Please continue to your regular viewing =) &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3284952-75602000?l=ramblingchatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/75602000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/75602000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingchatter.blogspot.com/2002_04_01_archive.html#75602000' title=''/><author><name>Paula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16997832483777382470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3284952.post-75378811</id><published>2002-04-14T00:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-04-14T01:02:12.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I haven't gotten around to hooking the webcam up yet  =(  but I will one day this week.  I'd like to have some pictures taken of the puppies before they get much bigger, and I'm the type that can take pictures with a camera and I never ever send the film off, so I'm HAVE to hook the cam up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lookie!!  I made another blinkie!  =) ... &lt;img src="http://content.neopets.com/guilds/p/purklecouch/purklecouch_0803970001018727936.gif"&gt; It's for the Purkle Couch Guild.  It's my first one in a long time, but I think it looks alright.  I'd really like to figure out how to put pictures and icons beside them, instead of drawing the things with the mouse.  But even for the couch on there to be mouse drawn, I think it still looks ok.&lt;br /&gt;LOL, I'm kinda getting into these graphics...  although blinkies are the only thing I can make right now.  Maybe someday I will learn how to make the banners.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3284952-75378811?l=ramblingchatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/75378811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/75378811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingchatter.blogspot.com/2002_04_01_archive.html#75378811' title=''/><author><name>Paula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16997832483777382470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3284952.post-75259319</id><published>2002-04-10T17:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-04-10T17:24:14.750-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I guess my comments went *poof*...  =(   Or they seemed to when I was browsing through my daily blog reads.  That really sucks.  Now I'm going to drive myself crazy finding another place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puppies are doing fine, the little runt is the cutest one of the whole bunch.  She's a weird color,  sort of reminds me of the color of a squirrel.  She is so tiny compared to the others.  &lt;a href="http://chrissy.luffable.net/log/"&gt;Chrissy&lt;/a&gt;,  how about I mail you one of the puppies?  LOL, just teasing.   I'll see about hooking the webcam up tonight, and taking some pictures of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3284952-75259319?l=ramblingchatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/75259319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/75259319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingchatter.blogspot.com/2002_04_01_archive.html#75259319' title=''/><author><name>Paula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16997832483777382470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3284952.post-75111915</id><published>2002-04-06T15:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-04-06T17:55:55.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I got puppies!!!  =)  Ellie started panting and shivering (and some of the other signs) early this morning, so I knew today would be the day.  It wasn't as hard on her as I thought it would be.  She ended up having them in my bed, which I'm not too happy about, but I'll get over it....  she yelped alot on the first one, but after that one, they just kept coming like it was nothing.  We have 5 girls, and 1 boy....  (LOL, that's alot of girls!)  They have got to be the most adorable little things I have ever seen in my life.....  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3284952-75111915?l=ramblingchatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/75111915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/75111915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingchatter.blogspot.com/2002_04_01_archive.html#75111915' title=''/><author><name>Paula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16997832483777382470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3284952.post-11393504</id><published>2002-04-02T19:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-04-02T19:18:35.543-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, no puppies so far yet  =( ........  I want to Thank &lt;a href="http://daydreamtime.blogspot.com"&gt;Lindsey&lt;a&gt; for the comment and the link.......  That was the best site for the information I was looking for, and it helped me out alot.  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw this on a couple of blogs today, so I decided to do it too.....  (duh.... I'm a follower...  what can I say?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.)  What's your first name?  Paula&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.)  Middle name?  Denise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.)  Last Name?  Neeley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.)  Nicknames?  DeeDee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.)  Zodiac Sign?  Taurus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.)  Sex Gender?  Female&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.)  Birthday?  May 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.)  Where do you live?  Big Stone Gap, Va&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.)  Do you have a boy/girlfriend?  Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.)  Have you ever been in love?  Thought so once, but nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.)  What's your favorite color?  Red&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.)  Do you have any piercings, or want any?  yep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.)  If so, what do you have/want pierced?  I have my ears pierced and I have my tongue pierced.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.)  Do you have a tattoo or want one?  Yep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.)  If so what kind and where?  I have a unicorn head on the back on my right shoulder (I'm not happy with it, so I would like to cover it up)  I'd like a tattoo on my lower back,  and I've thought about getting a frog sitting on a lily-pad with fingers in a peace sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.)  Where do you shop the most?  K-Mart or Wal-Mart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.)  What color is your hair?  Dark Brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.)  What color are your eyes?  Green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.)   How tall are you?  5'4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.)  Do you smoke?  Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.)  Do you like to eat skittles?  Sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.)  Do you do drugs?  Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23.)  What kind of music do you like?  I listen to everything mostly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24.)  Who are your best friends?  Veronica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25.)  What do you want to be when you get older?  Happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26.)  Who could you tell almost anything to?  Veronica and my Mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27.)  Kind of shampoo and conditioner do you use?  It varies....  I change every couple weeks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28.)  Is your hair short or long?  Short compared to what it was a couple days ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29.)  Do you like to shop?  Sometimes.....  I have to be in the mood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30.)  What sports do you play?  None&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31.)  What is your favorite animal?  Black Panther&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32.)  What are you most scared of?  I can't tell anyone... it's so stupid and they will laugh  *hangs head*...  Veronica, Hush!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33.)  What's your favorite foods?  Strawberries and salads&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34.)  Who are the most attractive people you know?  Hmmmm....  gotta think about that one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35.)  What are you listening to right now?  Nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36.)  Who are you talking to right now?  No one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37.)  What time is it?  7:00 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38.)  What's your favorite drink?  Mountain Dew and Pina Coladas (not too strong though) and Fuzzier Navel Wine Coolers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39.)  Are you the serious or loud or happy or shy type?  It depends on who I am with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40.)  What kind of car do you have? '91 Cavalier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41.)  Have you ever tried to kill yourself?  No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42.)  Do you have any brothers and sisters?  No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43.)  What's the first thing you notice about the opposite sex?  Hair.... and tattoos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44.)  How many people are on your buddy list?  Around 40&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45.)  Do you like Playstation?  yep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46.)  What are your favorite Playstation games?  All of the Tomb Raiders and Medievil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47.)  Can you define love?  No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48.)  What's your favorite TV channel?  FOX and WB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49.)  Do you believe in God?  Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50.)  Do you believe there is one person who is meant to be with you?  Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51.)  Do you believe in love at first sight?  ummm.....  No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52.)  Are you wearing nail polish now?  No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53.)  If so, what color?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54.)  How many rings or necklaces do u own?  I don't wear jewelry usually....  a couple of rings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55.)  Do you have any scars?  Yep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56.)  Do you believe in ghosts?  No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57.)  What Time is it Now?  7:17 pm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3284952-11393504?l=ramblingchatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/11393504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/11393504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingchatter.blogspot.com/2002_04_01_archive.html#11393504' title=''/><author><name>Paula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16997832483777382470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3284952.post-11332115</id><published>2002-04-01T00:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-04-01T00:06:53.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm sitting here with another window open, looking up how to tell when a dog is going into labor.....  nice topic, huh?  I'm actually scared to death because Ellie (my lab) is &lt;b&gt;huge&lt;/b&gt;.  I know it's time for her to have the puppies, and I have no idea what to do.  She is very small to be a black lab..... and it seems like when she broke her leg, that she just quit growing.  The vet said that she would be a big dog, but she isn't.  Anyway,  the dog that I'm pretty sure is the father is a Chow.....  and he is twice as big as she is.  I'm afraid that the babies are going to be too big for her to have, but I'm praying that she'll do ok and not have any problems.  I know that I can't afford to take her to the vet in case something goes wrong.  I'm trying to do as much research on it as I can so I know a little of what to expect......   If anyone has any experience with any of this, I'd really appreciate it if you'd leave a comment.  I'll keep everyone posted on what happens.....  Thanks! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3284952-11332115?l=ramblingchatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/11332115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/11332115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingchatter.blogspot.com/2002_04_01_archive.html#11332115' title=''/><author><name>Paula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16997832483777382470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3284952.post-11282128</id><published>2002-03-30T12:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-03-30T12:13:46.783-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I found out the other day that my scanner isn't compatible with this new computer.  I tried to install it, and it said that the software was only for up to Windows 2000.  And mine is Windows XP.  I have no idea how to even work things on this computer.  Everything is so much more different than the Windows 98.  LOL, I tried to download a desktop theme last night, and I have no idea how to even make it work.  The file that I downloaded is there,  but it's not listed when I try to change themes.  So I don't know what to do with it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I joined the &lt;a href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/purkle_couch/"&gt;Purkle Couch&lt;/a&gt; group on Yahoo today.  Some of the people from the O21 club has joined too, so I'm looking forward to it.  Hopefully this time I won't be so shy and lurk as much as I did before.  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3284952-11282128?l=ramblingchatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/11282128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/11282128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingchatter.blogspot.com/2002_03_01_archive.html#11282128' title=''/><author><name>Paula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16997832483777382470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3284952.post-11248482</id><published>2002-03-29T10:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-03-29T10:21:41.286-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There isn't any school today, so Devan is still in bed.  The little boy next door has already been over &lt;B&gt;beating&lt;/B&gt; on the door wanting to know if he was up yet.  Seems like after 5 minutes, he would get the point that &lt;i&gt;no one&lt;/i&gt; was up yet.....  guess not though.  I was actually up, I just didn't hear him knocking until I thought the house was falling down.  I was sitting in bed, reading a book I got from the library, when I heard a ding......  the sound my computer makes when someone comes on msn messenger.  I started thinking, "what the hell???".......  &lt;B&gt;I&lt;/B&gt; hadn't been on the internet since yesterday morning, so I knew I hadn't left it connected.  I came over to the computer, and looked at my connection time, and it said that the internet had been connected for 11 hours!   Mom said that she wasn't the last one on it, so I figure maybe Devan had been on Cartoon Network or Nickelodeon and he didn't disconnect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*....................   hmmmm...  ever sit and wonder what you want to talk about on certain days?  On the days that I actually know what I want to write, I'm not at home.  Then by the time I come home and decide I want to write, the thought has already left my head.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The O21 is *poof* I guess.......  today is the last day, right?  The link isn't on my profile any more, and that's how I always got to the message board, so I haven't been in a while.  I'm sorry I lurked most of the time, and I didn't talk to people and get to know them more than through the posts that they made.  There's still the blogs though.....   and I'll try to comment on them when and if I know what I should say and don't sound stupid saying it.  I do read all of the blogs on the blurps page, even if I don't comment on them every time.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3284952-11248482?l=ramblingchatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/11248482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/11248482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingchatter.blogspot.com/2002_03_01_archive.html#11248482' title=''/><author><name>Paula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16997832483777382470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3284952.post-11068597</id><published>2002-03-24T12:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-03-24T12:10:14.903-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm thinking about going out to Veronica's house today to help her some.  Chris is putting paneling up through the house, and she wants me to help her go through things for a yard sale.  And I think I have as much junk in this house as she does.  We've decided that this year when we have a yard sale, we are going to put the money back and save it to go to Gatlinburg.  I've never been to &lt;a href="http://www.dollywood.com"&gt;Dollywood&lt;/a&gt; before, so I think it will be a good surprise for Devan....  and me too of course  =)  Plus I've been wanting to take Devan to the &lt;a href="http://www.ripleysaquariumofthesmokies.com/home.htm"&gt;Aquarium&lt;/a&gt; for a long time.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya know, I've been recording movies off of HBO and Cinemax lately, and I always thought that I would hate the movie Coyote Ugly.  But I recorded it the other day on Showtime, and I &lt;b&gt;LOVE&lt;/b&gt; it.  I don't know what it is about that movie, but I thought it was so good.  I know, I'm warped....  but I usually like movies that other people think I am stupid for.  I'm not using this one as an example, but usually I will end up loving a movie that absolutely nobody else likes.  And the the movies that everyone raves about and the movies that win all of the Oscars, I always Hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to figure out how to work &lt;a href="http://www.liquid2k.com"&gt;Liquid2K&lt;/a&gt;.  I have an account there, but the graphics don't show up when I am doing Mom's blog template.  I don't know, maybe I am supposed to be typing it in a different way.  But when I figure it out, I am going to change my graphics to be hosted there too.  I just don't want to start switching when I can't get them to show up yet.  There's still more that I need to do to &lt;a href="http://veroleigh.blogspot.com"&gt;Veronica's&lt;/a&gt; blog........  like taking down the writing from the template of what goes in certain places.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3284952-11068597?l=ramblingchatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/11068597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/11068597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingchatter.blogspot.com/2002_03_01_archive.html#11068597' title=''/><author><name>Paula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16997832483777382470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3284952.post-11028279</id><published>2002-03-22T23:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-03-22T23:16:50.530-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wednesday, me and Veronica went to Kingsport and Johnson City (Tennessee).  I stopped at the mall in Johnson City to see some of the &lt;a href="http://www.neopets.com/refer.phtml?username=devan6"&gt;Neopets&lt;/a&gt; merchandise.  I got 2 sets of stickers, and a little notebook.  The plushies were a lot smaller than I figured.....LOL.   After that, we went to the computer store to trade in Veronica's old Nintendo games.  I'm thinking about taking Devan's Super Nintendo over there and trading it in for a Nintendo 64 for him.   Afterwards, we to Blockbuster Video.......  they were having a Buy 2/Get 1 free sale on all previously viewed Playstation games, Videos, and DVD's.  I stocked up on some Playstation games and movies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's not really all that much to post....  so I'll come back later when things get more interesting =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3284952-11028279?l=ramblingchatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/11028279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/11028279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingchatter.blogspot.com/2002_03_01_archive.html#11028279' title=''/><author><name>Paula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16997832483777382470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3284952.post-10917735</id><published>2002-03-19T22:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-03-19T22:27:31.363-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had my ultrasound today....  I'm supposed to find out the results tomorrow, but I'm thinking of rescheduling until the beginning of next week.  I already have my medicine, she called it in today.  I'm tired of making 2 and 3 trips up there a week, I'd rather go when I have something else to do up there and then do it all in one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the O21 Guild is going kaput.  I can't say that I blame them......  it had changed so much.  And to tell the truth, today is the first time that I had even been to the message board on Yahoo since they switched them from clubs to groups.  I was really expecting this to happen, just didn't know when.  I'm surprised that it went as long as it did.  It had turned into a bunch of bickering, seemed like nobody was getting along.  I'm happy that I got the chance to get to know most of the people, even just through seeing them post.  I know that the friendships formed there won't end, just because the guild has.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmm.....  *throws some bean bags around the room*    Ooooooh, Comfy!!  =)   &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3284952-10917735?l=ramblingchatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/10917735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/10917735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingchatter.blogspot.com/2002_03_01_archive.html#10917735' title=''/><author><name>Paula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16997832483777382470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3284952.post-10791144</id><published>2002-03-16T02:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-03-16T02:51:23.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*jumping up and down*  I got a new computer!!  =)  Yay, Yay, YAY!!!  I sold mine to a friend for $400,  and then bought another one for $668.....  I only ended up paying $298 basically for this computer, after the $400 that she gave me.  And this one has a 40 GB hard drive, where my other one had only 6 (that I paid $400 MORE for almost 3 years ago) So me is &lt;b&gt;very&lt;/b&gt; happy!  =)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the hospital today for my lab work.  I had to reschedule my ultrasound because I was scheduled for 2:30 and I had to be back in Big Stone by 3:00 to pick Devan up from school.  The earliest they can get me in for that now is Tuesday....  which means that I have to make 2 more trips to Norton (about 25 minutes round trip drive) this coming week, along with the 2 trips that I have already made up there this week.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, here it is 2:45 am, and I can't sleep because I'm all excited about my new computer....  Did I mention I got a new computer?!?!  =)   *does happy dance*  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3284952-10791144?l=ramblingchatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/10791144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/10791144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingchatter.blogspot.com/2002_03_01_archive.html#10791144' title=''/><author><name>Paula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16997832483777382470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3284952.post-10701821</id><published>2002-03-13T14:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-03-13T14:33:58.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ooooh, first Post in New Blog!!!  =)  I'm happy!  Thought I had screwed it up for a minute, but it seems to work ok now.  Yay!!&lt;br /&gt;There's still some more things I need to fool with, so I'm off!   =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3284952-10701821?l=ramblingchatter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/10701821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3284952/posts/default/10701821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramblingchatter.blogspot.com/2002_03_01_archive.html#10701821' title=''/><author><name>Paula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16997832483777382470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
