<?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-9112161</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:46:06.402-05:00</updated><title type='text'>minXXX</title><subtitle type='html'>Bitches. It's a very male-chauvinist word. I resent it deeply. A person who's a bitch would seem to be mean for no reason. I'm not a mean person. Maybe I'm rude without being aware of it - that's possible.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>minXXX</name><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>282</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-114876188685007453</id><published>2006-05-27T15:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T13:56:09.386-05:00</updated><title type='text'>new beginnings</title><content type='html'>I have started a new blog...&lt;br /&gt;This one is the past...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck my friends ;)&lt;br /&gt;minxxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-114876188685007453?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/114876188685007453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=114876188685007453&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/114876188685007453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/114876188685007453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2006/05/new-beginnings.html' title='new beginnings'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-114360871117067785</id><published>2006-03-29T00:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T17:15:07.380-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back at it!</title><content type='html'>Have been working out more lately.  Tonight I feel wonderful, full of energy and ready for more!&lt;br /&gt;My goal is...to have a sixpack by summer, killer legs (not that I don't have them now ;) ), and in better health.&lt;br /&gt;Overall, I have been getting into the workout routine.  Back in the day meaning before college, I used to be a dancer in my high school, dance ballet, and compete in step aerobics.  Burning about 2500 calories a day.  My body was pure muscle and very minimal fat.  Yow!  I can always brag about that.  Gives me the motivation today to keep it up.  GO  ME!!!&lt;br /&gt;Friday is a big day for me...I get my new 8 week old pup.  :)  She's adorable!!&lt;br /&gt;I will be posting pictures of her soon.  The moment I held her in my arms I fell in love.  Her new bed awaits, blankiiie, toys, and LOVE.  She will be my little angel.  Her parents are pure bred Miniature Doberman Pinchers.  I met her dad over the weekend...GORGEOUS male.  Bright coat, perfect trimmed ears and over all a lovely dog!  She comes from a generation of AKC Champions.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This little one will be spoiled!  &lt;br /&gt;minXXX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-114360871117067785?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/114360871117067785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=114360871117067785&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/114360871117067785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/114360871117067785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2006/03/back-at-it.html' title='Back at it!'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-114306792057149974</id><published>2006-03-22T17:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T17:52:00.613-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not feeling creative today...</title><content type='html'>I had no clever title for today's post, so bite me!&lt;br /&gt;Have been working out and my entire body aches.  My thighs, tummy, arms, back...need I go on??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so I locked my keys in my car on St. Patrick's day at J's house and AAA came that night.  Not only we had to provide the jerk with a flash light, but he had a nasty attitude and to make matters worse, he scratched the interior of my new car. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That delayed our night and J's friend came down from Boyton Beach.  &lt;br /&gt;Now we are waiting for the supervisor to call back and send a worker to inspect my car to write a check for damages.  &lt;br /&gt;I have a meeting in 10 minutes, so this is a short one :)&lt;br /&gt;minXXX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-114306792057149974?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/114306792057149974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=114306792057149974&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/114306792057149974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/114306792057149974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2006/03/not-feeling-creative-today.html' title='Not feeling creative today...'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-114236171545145575</id><published>2006-03-14T13:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T03:08:27.220-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Word of the Day</title><content type='html'>Entry Word: &lt;strong&gt;incompetent&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Function&lt;/strong&gt;: adjective&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Text&lt;/strong&gt;: lacking qualities (as knowledge, skill, or ability) required to do a job &lt;an incompetent carpenter had built the deck, and the railings were loose already&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Synonyms&lt;/strong&gt; incapable, inept, inexpert, unfit, unqualified, unskilled, unskillful &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Related Words &lt;/strong&gt;ineffective, ineffectual, inefficient; callow, green, inexperienced, raw; unequipped, unprepared, untrained; useless, worthless; ineligible; wanting &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Yes, Yes...Unfortunately I still am dealing with State Farm.&lt;br /&gt;I get a voice message inquiring about my change of vehicle on my policy.  The woman who left a message, I have dealt with in the past.  Nice girl, well spoken and seems to be the only one with a reasonable IQ.&lt;br /&gt;I call back and speak to the girl at the switchboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  Hello, I'm calling you guys back regarding a message I just heard about my change of vehicle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl:  What's your name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  blank blank&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl:  Do you know who called you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  I'm sorry, I couldn't catch her name, and I erased my message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: OK, I will have to put you on hold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two minutes pass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Since you cannot give us her name...(with a nasty attitude) You need to provide me with the exact verbage of her message so I can tell the other girls and get a more ACCURATE idea as to who called you...(mind you at this franchise, only 10 fucking secretaries work.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  The person who called has a series of questions to ask me about me just having replaced one of the vehicles in the policy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl:  (with me on the line)  Hey, did anyone call a blank blank today??  (Loud as fuck; Loud fucking Cuban)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make this short...the chick who initially called was in the middle of all of this and then my name clicked a switch and she got on the phone.  Unreal...the call back on my end was 5 minutes after.&lt;br /&gt;How could have she forgotten my name?  Why did the dumb bitch at the switchboard ask me specifics about my voice message to have a "better idea" as to who could have called?  Why?&lt;br /&gt;I have dealt with these assholes for two months now after my car accident.    Bad news is Geico quoted me way high and I cannot afford it now. I'll have to wait 30 days to see if i can come up with the money.  Geez!!  Can I just be spoken to like a human being?  Can I just have to spell my name once?  Give my vin number ONCE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to work...&lt;br /&gt;minXXX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-114236171545145575?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/114236171545145575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=114236171545145575&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/114236171545145575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/114236171545145575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2006/03/word-of-day.html' title='Word of the Day'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-114149017783678179</id><published>2006-03-04T11:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T11:36:17.836-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Jen, thinks it isn't fair...</title><content type='html'>...that I don't really care, if she likes me or not!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to see Less than Jake with J last night.  OMG!!! my legs are numb, my calfs are soar, my voice was gone.  Good time...that's how you rock on at a fucking show!!&lt;br /&gt;Rogerrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!!!!  What an amazing bassist. He and Chris kept making funny faces at us.  We were right there in front of the stage. :)&lt;br /&gt;minXXX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-114149017783678179?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/114149017783678179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=114149017783678179&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/114149017783678179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/114149017783678179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2006/03/jen-thinks-it-isnt-fair.html' title='&quot;Jen, thinks it isn&apos;t fair...'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-114134572359921166</id><published>2006-03-02T19:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T22:49:53.243-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SellOut</title><content type='html'>Yes, I've sold this thing out for a while now.  I am super busy...running there, here and have not been able to gather my thoughts.  &lt;br /&gt;Also, I just came back from Jersey on business.  Did I mention it's a tad cold up there.  Well in that case...ITS FUCKING COLD UP NORTH.&lt;br /&gt;When I got back to good ol hot Miami...I laughed at the people who thought 55 degrees was cold.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway....got to run.  Finishing up here at work&lt;br /&gt;take care ya'll&lt;br /&gt;minXXX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-114134572359921166?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/114134572359921166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=114134572359921166&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/114134572359921166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/114134572359921166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2006/03/sellout.html' title='SellOut'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-114021446108610082</id><published>2006-02-17T17:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T18:38:19.036-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"People = Shit"</title><content type='html'>&lt;A HREF="http://www.nurturingart.com/suffering.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://www.nurturingart.com/suffering.jpg" width="300" height="250"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and this is what is left of me.  People can be so cruel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-114021446108610082?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/114021446108610082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=114021446108610082&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/114021446108610082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/114021446108610082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2006/02/people-shit.html' title='&quot;People = Shit&quot;'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-114021382133420800</id><published>2006-02-17T17:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T17:27:58.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Frustration</title><content type='html'>Dealing with insurance companies can give you an ulcer and can make you want to strangle someone with your bare hands until their face turns blue and their heart stops beating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood: frustrated, angry, dissapointed&lt;br /&gt;Reason: Rebecca Del Brey, Statefarm agent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want is to fix my rear bumper and have Statefarm take care of my rental.  But I have been spoken over, hung up on, and treated down-right like a pile of shit.  Hopefully when I come back from my business trip in two weeks I am able to fix my car and change over to Geico.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-114021382133420800?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/114021382133420800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=114021382133420800&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/114021382133420800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/114021382133420800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2006/02/frustration.html' title='Frustration'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113993957546782622</id><published>2006-02-14T12:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T20:48:15.893-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;A HREF="http://www.wtv-zone.com/DesigningWomen/hearts/heart04.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://www.wtv-zone.com/DesigningWomen/hearts/heart04.gif" width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113993957546782622?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113993957546782622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113993957546782622&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113993957546782622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113993957546782622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2006/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentine&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113961900198105730</id><published>2006-02-10T19:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T04:58:26.676-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Priceless"</title><content type='html'>Slipknot on the Red Carpet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://images.ibsys.com/2006/0209/6848803.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://images.ibsys.com/2006/0209/6848803.jpg" width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113961900198105730?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113961900198105730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113961900198105730&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113961900198105730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113961900198105730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2006/02/priceless.html' title='&quot;Priceless&quot;'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113952525579135355</id><published>2006-02-09T17:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T02:37:05.403-05:00</updated><title type='text'>At work</title><content type='html'>I've abandoned my blog.  Bad girl!&lt;br /&gt;Not that i chose to, but it has been a very busy week with work and doctor's appointments.  Speaking of which, I was not happy today with a result of one of them :(&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, more later kids...gotta go for a meeting!&lt;br /&gt;minXXX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113952525579135355?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113952525579135355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113952525579135355&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113952525579135355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113952525579135355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2006/02/at-work.html' title='At work'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113893998419948867</id><published>2006-02-02T23:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T16:28:25.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sexually Stimulated</title><content type='html'>Just got back from eating dinner with my Irish Man.   He drives me crazy in a good way.  I crave his skin...I want to taste every inch of his being.  Hmmm, the things you do to me...&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I will await his arrival home and I will lay on his bed with my pink teddy and his favorite pink G-String...I want him to take off my cute little outfit slowly with his teeth.  &lt;br /&gt;How I ache for his touch tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minXXX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113893998419948867?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113893998419948867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113893998419948867&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113893998419948867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113893998419948867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2006/02/sexually-stimulated.html' title='Sexually Stimulated'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113889826739167435</id><published>2006-02-02T11:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T11:37:47.590-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Early Night</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I was running around with my best friend Dre.  Trying to get a quote to fix the damages on my car.  I had gotten into a car accident about 3 weeks ago.  The insurance of the girl who hit me is waiting for it so they can cut a check.  Besides the rear bumper getting replaced, the dude will also fix the dents and scratches on my car from the hurricanes for no extra cost.  It is about time.  I love my car.  It's a &lt;a href="http://pantagraph.theautodealer.com/images/items/ce818cda-e5d0-4054-bb41-f43e470f4a9f/34/m34354.jpg"&gt;2003 Civic EX&lt;/a&gt;, Silver, and black interior.&lt;br /&gt;I want my car to look brand spanking new again.  Then my boyfriend is going to add tint, he wants my car to have a nice stereo system, and an alarm system.  Can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;My kids were not behaving good yesterday.  I had to pull one aside and tell him how he was dissapointing me by not working and by disrupting the rest of the students who were working.  He then apologized and asked if I can work with him one on one.  I said yes, so we took the back desk and chair and he worked wonderfully. With that and me supervising the other teachers was a handful for me.  At one point I blacked out...I was cold and clammy.  I had to rush to my office and sit for a minute.  My boyfriend was worried because I sent him a text message.  Such a baby I am...&lt;br /&gt;So one of the mom's gave me advil and took two.  The headache went away.  &lt;br /&gt;At 8 pm I was worth shit.  My head was pumping so hard. I took one vicodin and that knocked me out.&lt;br /&gt;Today, I feel the after shock in my little head and completely drained.  Going for a walk now.  Just had cereal and yogurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more later kids...&lt;br /&gt;minXXX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113889826739167435?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113889826739167435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113889826739167435&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113889826739167435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113889826739167435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2006/02/early-night.html' title='Early Night'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113872850436838183</id><published>2006-01-31T12:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T11:30:45.090-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Starting Over</title><content type='html'>It's been been 5 months and about 20 some-odd days later...&lt;br /&gt;I feel wonderful...cared for...loved unconditionally.&lt;br /&gt;Finally I feel my life untangling in ways I never knew were possible.  I used  to think love was suppose to hurt...that it was normal to feel miserable.  Wrong, I was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three years ago, in the middle of turmoil, chaos, sadness, I had a close friend tell me "Naysla, love is not suppose to hurt.  I have never been in love like you, but you have to hear me out...Love is not suppose to hurt."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are right Celimar.  You are so right.  Now I thank you for pointing the obvious to me.  I guess I knew something was wrong, but never wanted to admit to it in fear of losing the person I truly loved, or thought I loved.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't live on the expectations of having children"  Then and there I knew he wasn't for me.  All my life I wished in having at least two babies. I always had that nurturing motherly nature.  When I am with my students I feel nothing but love and dedication to teach them.  I want the same when I become a mommy.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I digress.  Love isn't suppose to hurt, make you feel scared, insecure, and sad.  Love is communication, love, patience, and trust.  Those of which I never had with Mark.  You live and learn.  I still wish the best for him.  He did teach me some good things.  Things I will always thank him for.  So I will take the time now...Thank You :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I feel happy, full of energy to be the best partner for you my handsome Irish Man.  You understand me, you listen to me, you care for my feelings, but most important of all, you love me.  And I love you.  I am ready to fight with you, have your back through thick and thin.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our house in Palm Coast: $300,000&lt;br /&gt;My Land Rover: $84,000&lt;br /&gt;Your Entertainment Center: ~$20,000&lt;br /&gt;Our Love: priceless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheesy? Yes&lt;br /&gt;Do I care?  FUCK NO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because when anyone experiences what I feel now, you too will say cheesy things like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a wonderful day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~minXXX(your naughty little school teacher)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113872850436838183?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113872850436838183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113872850436838183&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113872850436838183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113872850436838183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2006/01/starting-over.html' title='Starting Over'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113872460801227065</id><published>2006-01-31T11:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T20:32:50.190-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Time</title><content type='html'>The gentleman caller in the blue suede shoes&lt;br /&gt;He don't know what to do&lt;br /&gt;He just wants to look good for me&lt;br /&gt;So he rushes in to tell me what he did today&lt;br /&gt;but he can't think of what to say&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll listen anyway.&lt;br /&gt;He doesn't want to fall apart&lt;br /&gt;I watch him as he stutters over what to say&lt;br /&gt;It's just a little game I play&lt;br /&gt;It's no easier for me some days&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could tell him it'll be okay&lt;br /&gt;But I feel a little shy these days&lt;br /&gt;Cause everybody goes away &lt;br /&gt;I just want to have a good time&lt;br /&gt;Just like everybody else&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to fall apart this time&lt;br /&gt;I can look into your eyes and see the mess we're in&lt;br /&gt;Well darling, if it's shit came out&lt;br /&gt;Then I suppose that it's shit went in&lt;br /&gt;Even though I couldn't say I've been the places that you've been&lt;br /&gt;You know he made my heart real strong&lt;br /&gt;Even if he made my head real thin&lt;br /&gt;I want to have a good time&lt;br /&gt;Just like everybody&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want to fall apart&lt;br /&gt;I just want have a good time&lt;br /&gt;Just like everybody else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And I don't want to fall apart this time&lt;br /&gt;So would you please invite me in&lt;br /&gt;I really love the red haired girls&lt;br /&gt;I'm just another boy from texas&lt;br /&gt;Come on and take a spin&lt;br /&gt;I got a brand new set of wings"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113872460801227065?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113872460801227065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113872460801227065&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113872460801227065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113872460801227065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2006/01/good-time.html' title='Good Time'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113804493417147040</id><published>2006-01-23T14:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T18:31:52.660-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Beginnings</title><content type='html'>Not working at the job I was at.  I am so glad.  That place was poinsoning me little by little.&lt;br /&gt;Now, taking a break from work and just tutoring part time.  I definately want my class now.  Start off with 1st grade.&lt;br /&gt;Was not feeling too hot this weekend.  The muscle relaxers my Chiropractor gave me put me to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Just got home from J's.  Cleaned his place a bit.  Men! Geez.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, gotta go and will post some more soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minXXX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113804493417147040?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113804493417147040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113804493417147040&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113804493417147040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113804493417147040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2006/01/new-beginnings.html' title='New Beginnings'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113760088189061246</id><published>2006-01-18T11:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T13:57:08.313-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ScreeeeeeeeTCH...</title><content type='html'>...BAM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got into a car accident this morning as I was approaching the Florida Turnpike North Bound to go to work.&lt;br /&gt;As I stand at a complete stop on a red light, I see a car approaching at a rather fast pace.  The car hydroplated against mine...the impact was pretty ruff.  I didn't want to look at the back of my Civic.  I was afraid of what I was going to see.  WOW!!! Hondas are strong motherfuckers.  Only a dent and a few scratches.  Still sucks, I love my car, but I am fine.  Back is soar, legs are soar... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, a teenager girl was driving and had all her "thugged out" buddies in her car.  I bet she felt stupid.  But I felt bad for the little girl.  She was nervous and kept asking me what she could do for me.  Nothing girl!  You are a fucking baby!! (didn't tell her that), what she wanted was for me to get her license plate number and call insurance companies after....hahahahahah, I said "NO DARLING WE ARE WAITING FOR THE COPS. JUST SIT IN YOUR CAR AND RELAX"  There was no way in hell I was going to do that. My car is damaged and I have seen people get screwed over by leaving the scene.  NOT GOING TO HAPPEN!&lt;br /&gt;The police came took my information, looked at my records, registration, etc...The girl got a ticket.  I was free to go.  Next step is to call the insurance companies and get my Civic fixed. &lt;br /&gt;Back to work.  Gonna take some pics of my car too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113760088189061246?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113760088189061246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113760088189061246&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113760088189061246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113760088189061246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2006/01/screeeeeeeetch.html' title='ScreeeeeeeeTCH...'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113750885606831887</id><published>2006-01-17T09:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T20:59:13.480-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More of my thoughts from the Past 24 Hours...</title><content type='html'>...  Is it eradicating evil? Or are we like children, left alone in the house at night, who light candle after candle to keep away the darkness. We don’t see that the darkness has a purpose – though we may not understand it – and so, in our terror, we end up burning down the house! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Love does not begin and end the way we seem to think it does. Love is a battle, love is a war; love is a growing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...The best proof of love is trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minXXX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113750885606831887?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113750885606831887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113750885606831887&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113750885606831887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113750885606831887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2006/01/more-of-my-thoughts-from-past-24-hours.html' title='More of my thoughts from the Past 24 Hours...'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113744583641864403</id><published>2006-01-16T16:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T16:10:36.473-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Weekend update:</title><content type='html'>Friday:  Cooked dinner for Mom, Dad, and J.  Mashed potatoes from scratch, Chicken breasts, Salad, Rice.  Turned out good.  Of course, I rock as a cook!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday:  Spent the night over J's.  He bought the new Dave Chapelle's stand up DVD.  Run don't walk to go grab it.  T'was funny as shit.  OMG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday:  Woke up, had breakfast at Dennys.  We spend at least 2.5 hours there.  The place was packed.  We wanted to have Mexican food for dinner, but we were stuffed from breakfast.  What are you going to do right? No dinner yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday:  Back to work.  Fun!  NOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it Friday yet?  NO?  Damn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minXXX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113744583641864403?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113744583641864403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113744583641864403&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113744583641864403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113744583641864403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-weekend-update.html' title='My Weekend update:'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113717105084559675</id><published>2006-01-13T11:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T12:41:46.583-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Awake"</title><content type='html'>Shake dreams from your hair&lt;br /&gt;My pretty child, my sweet one.&lt;br /&gt;Choose the day and choose the sign of your day&lt;br /&gt;The day's divinity&lt;br /&gt;First thing you see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A vast radiant beach in a cool jeweled moon&lt;br /&gt;Couples naked race down by it's quiet side&lt;br /&gt;And we laugh like soft, mad children&lt;br /&gt;Smug in the wooly cotton brains of infancy&lt;br /&gt;The music and voices are all around us.&lt;br /&gt;Choose they croon the Ancient Ones&lt;br /&gt;The time has come again&lt;br /&gt;Choose now, they croon&lt;br /&gt;Beneath the moon&lt;br /&gt;Beside an ancient lake&lt;br /&gt;Enter again the sweet forest&lt;br /&gt;Enter the hot dream&lt;br /&gt;Come with us&lt;br /&gt;Everything is broken up and dances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by: Jim Morrison (The Poet, my husband in Heaven)&lt;br /&gt;~minXXX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113717105084559675?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113717105084559675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113717105084559675&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113717105084559675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113717105084559675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2006/01/awake.html' title='&quot;Awake&quot;'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113709539558430957</id><published>2006-01-12T14:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T14:53:24.066-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue Thursday</title><content type='html'>It has been a very blue day today.  Not to mention the weather is a bit overcast.  His grandma feels better (thank Goodness), work has been a bit slow (thank Goodness), and I have two and a half hours left to go home and have my 5 o'clock "tea".  Tea you ask?  Well if you don't know, too bad.&lt;br /&gt;"I'm a stoner babyyyyyyyy so why don't you kill me!!!"&lt;br /&gt;J and I rode together since I spent the night at his place.  It was nice, we had dinner (he cooked), watched Family Guy, had one adult beverage, had "tea", and then well, went to bed.  We were so fn exhausted last night.  My back hurts, my legs hurt, I think it is this stupid chair I sit 7 hours a day at work.  It is nice to wake up in his arms.  Awwww yeah yeah cheesy, but hey at least I have someone to love and that loves me back.  It feels nice.  I really don't see myself with another man.  Yes we drive eachother crazy at times, but who doesn't? We manage to find common ground and we are fine.&lt;br /&gt;Till next time kids,&lt;br /&gt;minXXX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113709539558430957?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113709539558430957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113709539558430957&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113709539558430957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113709539558430957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2006/01/blue-thursday.html' title='Blue Thursday'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113709441496025508</id><published>2006-01-12T14:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T14:33:35.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Future Events</title><content type='html'>I'm sitting here at work and all I can think about is my next day off.  Well, J and I have tickets to &lt;a href="http://www.lessthanjake.com/"&gt;Less than Jake &lt;/a&gt;for Friday March 3rd and &lt;a href="http://www6.islandrecords.com/thrice/index.php"&gt;Thrice&lt;/a&gt; for Sunday February 26th.  Cannot wait. We are taking Friday 3/3 off and Monday 2/26 off.&lt;br /&gt;As soon as &lt;a href="http://www.floggingmolly.com/"&gt;Flogging Molly &lt;/a&gt;has tickets for sale, we are purchasing right away. Flogging Molly is an irish band.  They fucking rock. &lt;br /&gt;On our last roadtrip to St. Augustine, I introduced the band to him.  Since he is of Irish background, I thought he'd get a kick out of it...well, he did, in fact he loves these dudes.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, back to work.  :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minXXX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113709441496025508?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113709441496025508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113709441496025508&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113709441496025508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113709441496025508'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113684117688013792</id><published>2006-01-09T16:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T16:12:56.946-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Afternoon "Rape"</title><content type='html'>OMG!!!&lt;br /&gt;I released...&lt;br /&gt;SO&lt;br /&gt;FUCKING&lt;br /&gt;HOT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never sieze to amaze me J.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minXXX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113684117688013792?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113684117688013792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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Bothered...</title><content type='html'>&lt;A HREF="http://www.klangundkleid.ch/img/plakate/kunstdrucke/Rebel1_bondage-girl--black-and-white-CHF29.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://www.klangundkleid.ch/img/plakate/kunstdrucke/Rebel1_bondage-girl--black-and-white-CHF29.jpg" width="80" height="95"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Naughty Night&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk into my bedroom and see you lying naked before me. Gazing at your flesh with a hunger I've never felt before, I will walk around you, with evil intentions in my heart. I want to covet your flesh like never before. And I will... I will stand before you hard and erect. Reaching over you I will take your hands and bind them together with a soft, satin scarf. Laying your head down on the pillow I will place you in the center of the bed, to begin your torture. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Perfect Circle will be playing in the background. Dark music with sexual overtones will fill the room.  Urges will be strong, and desire will be exploited. I will satiate my hunger by blindfolding you to enhance your sensitivity. Your hands now tied and your vision non-existent, I will kiss you…breathing your breath and tasting your passion with animal lust and overwhelming love.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Kneeling on the bed I will enjoy your naked form. Pausing to appreciate every inch of your sensuality I shutter with anticipation as the game has now begun. Caressing your breasts with my tongue I will circle each nipple with a teasing, flickering motion while massaging the other and tasting your sex. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Applying some KY to my index finger I will slowly mead your flesh while my cock rises to attention. Finding my way down your chest with my tongue, I will embark on the slow journey towards your heaven, my Eden. Running my tongue south I focus on your inner thighs. Lovingly biting and teasing the skin, I will not approach your carnal treasure at first; instead I will make you beg me for release. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are my slave this night. You will do my bidding and you will release your worries and fears with every whimper and every scream.  Continuing my assault on your inner thighs, I will find my way down your right thigh, and place my tongue lightly on your clit. Licking you with the tip of my tongue, I will be gentle, for a while. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Licking your labia, back and forth, I run my tongue over your hot spot, feeling you squirm and alter your leg position. Licking my index finger, I then apply some KY lotion. I watch it drip onto your hot, pulsating mound and smile. Each drop that falls seems to cause a chain reaction. You can feel the hot liquid on your treasure as I smear it around, and tease your clit with my middle finger. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lower myself and slowly insert my index finger deep inside you. Moving it around, I massage your clit with my thumb. Speeding the pace I feel you shudder and move. She likes her torture so far, and it’s time to change the mood. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inserting a second finger, much more slowly this time, I push into you, as I run my tongue over your clit. Feeling you widen your legs I speed up my pace. Growing to a furious, blurring speed I finger fuck you hard, and deep. You moan softly and for this you must be punished. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pounding you with my fingers, I enjoy watching your face contort. The pleasure creates the escape we so desperately crave.  I slow my finger assault and pull out of you watching you wince. Feeding you. I am rock hard now and ready for the fun to begin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kneeling over your chest I place my cock in front of your lips. “Open your hot little mouth” is all you hear. You obey. I insert the head just past your lips and let go. Allowing you to please me with your tongue for several minutes. I hold the headboard and begin to fuck your mouth harder and deeper. You gag at first, so I slow the pace, but maintain the passion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh my God it feels so good!” I mutter to myself. Watching you lavish my cock with saliva and lick the sides and base. I’m beside myself, approaching eruption, so I pull away. You smile and lick your lips. I am so in love with you, it feels so right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I calm myself and lower my position. Placing my cock at the entrance of your love, I push it deep inside you and begin. Deeper and deeper I go. Alternating motions, left to right, raising and lowering again and again, to locate the spot that sets you on fire. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thrusting harder and faster, I exit you suddenly and motion you to lower your hands. Untying them I then remove your blindfold.  The darkness becomes light, as I motion you on your knees. Entering you hard you wince and then find our rhythm together. The motion becomes euphoric, as I become one, again, and again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nearing a climax I pull out and motion you on your back once again. I begin to rub the base of my cock on you as I fall to my side and motion you closer. Rubbing commences, as I know how much you love it. We hold each other tight as we find the connection and exploit it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reaching over me you straddle my chest and move downward. Rubbing yourself I can hear your light whimpers as I take your nipples into my mouth. The motion and pace become faster and harder. You find the tip of my cock and press into me with passion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thrusting deep inside you I feel you raising and dropping yourself down to meet up thrusts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pleasure is overwhelming at this point. My head is hazy and I can feel an eruption approaching. I continue thrusting until I cannot take it anymore. Pushing you onto your side I fall onto my knees stroking my cock towards you. Stroking myself and looking into your eyes as you play with yourself, I spew all over your tummy and other forbidden places.  Soaking you with what feels like a never-ending stream of intense erotic release, I place my cock between your legs as I hold your ankles and proceed with “The Rub”. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rubbing my sensitive cock’s base on your pussy, I feel the release and look deep into your eyes. The love I have for you is indescribable. The passion I feel for you cannot be measured by conventional standards. You are my dark angel, my naughty little girl, and the fantasy I always dreamed of. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mood:&lt;/em&gt;  Frisky, Hot, Bothered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minXXX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113656930836184872?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113656930836184872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113656930836184872&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113656930836184872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113656930836184872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2006/01/its-no-wonder-i-feel-hot-and-bothered.html' title='It&apos;s no wonder I feel Hot and Bothered...'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113656185019540399</id><published>2006-01-06T10:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T10:37:30.230-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Imagination</title><content type='html'>I close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Open my thighs&lt;br /&gt;Let my body rise&lt;br /&gt;And imagine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My senses reel&lt;br /&gt;I touch and feel&lt;br /&gt;Squirm and squeal&lt;br /&gt;And imagine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The darkness waits&lt;br /&gt;My body vibrates&lt;br /&gt;I then begin to create&lt;br /&gt;And imagine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hands over me&lt;br /&gt;Mouths kissing&lt;br /&gt;Tongues probing&lt;br /&gt;Fingers deep inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I savor these sensations&lt;br /&gt;Feeling pretend penetrations&lt;br /&gt;Enduring multiple culminations&lt;br /&gt;And imagine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113656185019540399?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113656185019540399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113656185019540399&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113656185019540399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113656185019540399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2006/01/imagination.html' title='Imagination'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113647534658135878</id><published>2006-01-05T10:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T10:35:46.613-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"You're a blessing in disguise"</title><content type='html'>Um, thank you?  Hmmmm, don't think that is a good thing.  Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minXXX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113647534658135878?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113647534658135878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113647534658135878&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113647534658135878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113647534658135878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2006/01/youre-blessing-in-disguise.html' title='&quot;You&apos;re a blessing in disguise&quot;'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113647156399838521</id><published>2006-01-05T09:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T10:38:28.543-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday we placed my Brother's remains in his final resting place.  It took us 5 years.  But as he was being placed in the Church on the wall, where his ashes will rest, it gave me and of course my parents a sense of peace.  &lt;br /&gt;It still tore me apart staring at my parents as they tilted their heads down and having them burry their child, made me very emotional.  Looking back at my past mistakes, it would be double the pain to have them do the same with me.  Made me think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minXXX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113647156399838521?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113647156399838521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113647156399838521&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113647156399838521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113647156399838521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2006/01/yesterday-we-placed-my-brothers.html' title=''/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113639933809687685</id><published>2006-01-04T13:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T13:28:58.136-05:00</updated><title type='text'>J.J. Jr.</title><content type='html'>Odpoczywac Wewnotrz Pukoj Brat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja Kochac Ty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twoj Siostra,&lt;br /&gt;Patti&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113639933809687685?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113639933809687685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113639933809687685&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113639933809687685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113639933809687685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2006/01/jj-jr.html' title='J.J. Jr.'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113631247288286603</id><published>2006-01-03T13:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T13:37:41.553-05:00</updated><title type='text'>minXXX's Thoughts</title><content type='html'>Looking back, may I be filled with gratitude; &lt;br /&gt;Looking forward, may I be filled with hope; &lt;br /&gt;Looking upward, may I be aware of strength; &lt;br /&gt;Looking inward, may I find peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will find a reason to celebrate today.&lt;br /&gt;I will find a moment to reflect on my&lt;br /&gt;abilities and talents and use them to &lt;br /&gt;better the world.&lt;br /&gt;Stay on level and you can reach the top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will make the most of today-&lt;br /&gt;yesterday cannot be relieved and &lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is uncertain.&lt;br /&gt;I ask myself, If UFO's are looking for intelligent life&lt;br /&gt;on Earth, how come they're keeping us in suspense???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113631247288286603?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113631247288286603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113631247288286603&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113631247288286603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113631247288286603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2006/01/minxxxs-thoughts.html' title='minXXX&apos;s Thoughts'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113629653162286966</id><published>2006-01-03T08:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T13:27:03.996-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Top 1000 Counters Of 33403 Users...</title><content type='html'>...and I was ranked 712 of most read blogs, OMG!!!  I am pleasantly surprised and I feel special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minXXX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113629653162286966?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113629653162286966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113629653162286966&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113629653162286966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113629653162286966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2006/01/top-1000-counters-of-33403-users.html' title='The Top 1000 Counters Of 33403 Users...'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113597369242241994</id><published>2005-12-30T15:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T10:37:06.883-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I...</title><content type='html'>&lt;A HREF="http://lorry.org/Misc/Animationart/cel-pebbles-signed.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://lorry.org/Misc/Animationart/cel-pebbles-signed.jpg" width="100" height="175"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...wish you all a HAPPY NEW YEAR...&lt;br /&gt;Off to my roadtrip and plan to have fun :)&lt;br /&gt;minXXX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113597369242241994?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113597369242241994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113597369242241994&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113597369242241994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113597369242241994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2005/12/i.html' title='I...'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113595251646145303</id><published>2005-12-30T09:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T10:28:09.266-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"It's funny how we can be the best of friends,...</title><content type='html'>...yet 'hate' eachother as lovers."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what we made clear and agreed on was to be the friends we were a year ago. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel good.  I feel content.  :)&lt;br /&gt;minXXX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113595251646145303?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113595251646145303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113595251646145303&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113595251646145303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113595251646145303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2005/12/its-funny-how-we-can-be-best-of.html' title='&quot;It&apos;s funny how we can be the best of friends,...'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113595945283277770</id><published>2005-12-30T08:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T11:21:11.440-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yow!</title><content type='html'>The only man that does it for me in leather pants, and I seriously doubt any other man will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://img494.imageshack.us/img494/5958/jim131dt.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://img494.imageshack.us/img494/5958/jim131dt.jpg" width="100" height="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://img494.imageshack.us/img494/7895/morrison33ht.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://img494.imageshack.us/img494/7895/morrison33ht.jpg" width="100" height="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, I am living in the wrong era.  I would give anything to have lived in the 60's and  early 70's.  I was born in 79, but it doesn't count.&lt;br /&gt;He's so hot!  Makes me wanna bite my lip...wait, I am...&lt;br /&gt;minXXX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113595945283277770?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113595945283277770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113595945283277770&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113595945283277770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113595945283277770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2005/12/yow.html' title='Yow!'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113595632414528087</id><published>2005-12-30T08:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T10:25:24.190-05:00</updated><title type='text'>FSU Football Player Accused Of Rape</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOLLYWOOD, Fla.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; -- &lt;a href="http://www.nbc6.net/sports/5711182/detail.html"&gt;A Florida State University football player was questioned by Hollywood police, accused in an alleged rape early Thursday morning.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No charges have been filed, but the allegation is under investigation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://img361.imageshack.us/img361/753/fsu8ht.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://img361.imageshack.us/img361/753/fsu8ht.jpg" width="350" height="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The detectives are talking to all of the witnesses. So far what we have is an open investigation," Detective Carlos Negron said. "It's an allegation of a sexual assault. As soon as we get other information, we'll let you know."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 19-year-old alleged victim claims that AJ Nicholson, a senior on the team and widely considered as one of the nation's top college linebackers, attacked her at the Westin Diplomat Resort and Spa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The FSU football team is in town for the Orange Bowl, and players are staying at the Diplomat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coach Bobby Bowden said Nicholson will not be playing in the game on Jan. 3 against Penn State.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"AJ Nicholson will be sent home and be suspended from this ballgame for violating a team rule or policy. That's about all I have to say about it," Bowden said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Police said Nicholson is cooperating with investigators and he came to the police department voluntarily. The alleged victim is an acquaintance of Nicholson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He came here, gave a statement. We let him go -- no probable cause to arrest him," Negron said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The football player refused to talk to reporters Thursday, but told an NBC 6 photojournalist off camera that this is a misunderstanding and he is upset over the negative attention it is bringing to him, his family and his team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Damn! :(~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113595632414528087?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113595632414528087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113595632414528087&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113595632414528087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113595632414528087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2005/12/fsu-football-player-accused-of-rape.html' title='FSU Football Player Accused Of Rape'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113589084116984009</id><published>2005-12-29T15:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T16:17:43.286-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Men</title><content type='html'>I was browsing for some interesting philosophical quotes and my intention was not to post these, but I couldn't resist...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladies, keep this in mind when having men issues, k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna Garlin Spencer: &lt;br /&gt;The friendship between a man and a woman which does not lead to marriage or desire for marriage may be a life long experience of the greatest value to themselves and to all their circle of acquaintance and of activity; but for this type of friendship both a rare man and a rare woman are needed. Perhaps it should be added that either the man or the woman thus deeply bound in lifelong friendship who seeks marriage must find a still rarer man or woman to wed, to make such a three cornered comradeship a permanent success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Betty Friedan: &lt;br /&gt;Men weren't really the enemy -- they were fellow victims suffering from an outmoded masculine mystique that made them feel unnecessarily inadequate when there were no bears to kill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gloria Steinem: &lt;br /&gt;I have yet to hear a man ask for advice on how to combine marriage and a career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helen Rowland: &lt;br /&gt;Never trust a husband too far, nor a bachelor too near.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katharine Hepburn: &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder if men and women really suit each other. Perhaps they should live next door and just visit now and then. (I love this one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katharine Hepburn: &lt;br /&gt;If you want to sacrifice the admiration of many men for the criticism of one, go ahead, get married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Margaret Thatcher: &lt;br /&gt;If you want anything said, ask a man. If you want something done, ask a woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rita Mae Brown: &lt;br /&gt;If the world were a logical place, men would ride side saddle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robert A. Heinlein: &lt;br /&gt;Women and cats will do as they please, and men and dogs should relax and get used to the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robert Frost: &lt;br /&gt;A diplomat is a man who always remembers a woman's birthday but never remembers her age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Virginia Woolf: &lt;br /&gt;Why are women ... so much more interesting to men than men are to women?(Another good one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;If I don't post anything else here as of tomorrow...I want to wish all of my readers and fellow bloggers a Happy New Year! See you all in 2006.&lt;br /&gt;Best wishes to all!  Going to St. Augustine for the entire weekend with JOM.  Cannot wait!&lt;br /&gt;Smooches!&lt;br /&gt;minXXX ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113589084116984009?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113589084116984009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113589084116984009&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113589084116984009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113589084116984009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2005/12/men.html' title='Men'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113579408840266620</id><published>2005-12-28T13:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T13:24:55.456-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This is sad</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Workers Find Car In Canal With Body Inside&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MIAMI GARDENS, Fla.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; -- A car was pulled from a canal Tuesday afternoon with the remains of a human body inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A public works crew found the car at 179th Street and Northwest 39th Avenue in Miami Gardens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://img430.imageshack.us/img430/7951/car7ro.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://img430.imageshack.us/img430/7951/car7ro.jpg" width="300" height="275"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Police believe the car had been submerged in the canal for several months and said the body inside was unrecognizable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"They were cleaning out the canal and they pulled out a whole bunch of garbage cans and stuff, and then that's when they noticed the car," resident Maripza said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maripza told NBC 6 she looked on with curiosity as a dive team for Miami-Dade police searched the canal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"As they pulled the car out, a shoe came up and we went close so we could see, and we saw that it was a whole foot, bones inside the shoe," Maripza said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Police said they found a badly decomposed body inside the submerged Honda Civic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This situation, this was a suspicious vehicle, a lot of things inside. The divers went through it," Detective Juan del Castillo said. "It was hard to see inside the canal. They pulled the car, saw human remains. We don't know how long the car has been there. It's a 2000 Honda Civic, registered to someone in Miramar."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Police are trying to determine if the car ended up in the canal because of an accident or if foul play was involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Residents said they would not be surprised if someone racing along the roadway lost control and careened in the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A lot of people speed up and down this highway and it's bound to happen," resident Marian Way said. "They drag race, don't stop for the stop sign, and there's really no guardrail to keep them from going in the lake. Since the hurricane, it's really dark on this street, so anything could happen."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The entire car and the body inside were transported to the medical examiner's office for further investigation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113579408840266620?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113579408840266620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113579408840266620&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113579408840266620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113579408840266620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2005/12/this-is-sad.html' title='This is sad'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113578625702490358</id><published>2005-12-28T11:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T11:57:15.406-05:00</updated><title type='text'>JOM</title><content type='html'>I will be right with you to help you heal.  Just like you were when I was in need of a loved one.&lt;br /&gt;Smooches luv...&lt;br /&gt;minXXX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113578625702490358?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113578625702490358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113578625702490358&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113578625702490358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113578625702490358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2005/12/jom.html' title='JOM'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113571920097261436</id><published>2005-12-27T16:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T19:57:53.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank God!</title><content type='html'>Just spoke with my Cousin who came back from Colombia.  Her procedures went well. Thank God!  The prick that broke her heart and told her he wants nothing to do with the baby is from Turkey. If I ever come across this animal, I will knee him on the balls real good he will lose all sensitivity there for good.  That'll show him.  What was she thinking?!?! But it is all over now and she is fine.  We are scheduled to meet for dinner on Thursday.  But I think I will see her before. Love you Angie ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minXXX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113571920097261436?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113571920097261436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113571920097261436&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113571920097261436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113571920097261436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2005/12/thank-god.html' title='Thank God!'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113569618463750012</id><published>2005-12-27T10:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T13:05:34.830-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Note to Myself</title><content type='html'>I will not let disappointments or unhappiness overwhelm me.  I will accept that things do go wrong, but also look ahead to what I can make right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Middle age is when you'll do anything to feel better-- except give up what's hurting you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep that in mind Middle Aged People!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minXXX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113569618463750012?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113569618463750012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113569618463750012&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113569618463750012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113569618463750012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2005/12/note-to-myself.html' title='Note to Myself'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113568828322023807</id><published>2005-12-27T07:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T13:05:12.713-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Normal!!</title><content type='html'>After being in the hospital for almost a week, I feel wonderful being at work today.  Glad to be back to "normalcy" (spell check ;) ).  &lt;br /&gt;It feels a bit strange, but nontheless, good. &lt;br /&gt;Chatting with my boss and co-workers who are glad to see me .  Awweee!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, this will be a short post.  I'll post some more later.&lt;br /&gt;minXXX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113568828322023807?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113568828322023807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113568828322023807&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113568828322023807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113568828322023807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2005/12/back-to-normal.html' title='Back to Normal!!'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113554665484024948</id><published>2005-12-25T16:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T10:18:23.036-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas to Everyone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113554665484024948?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113554665484024948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113554665484024948&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113554665484024948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113554665484024948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2005/12/merry-christmas-to-everyone.html' title='Merry Christmas to Everyone'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113477171138762302</id><published>2005-12-16T17:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T17:24:12.066-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ladies...</title><content type='html'>...Please keep this in mind, MmmmK?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://img370.imageshack.us/img370/3280/effects5qt.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://img370.imageshack.us/img370/3280/effects5qt.jpg" width="400" height="450"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/A&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/9112161-113477171138762302?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113477171138762302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113477171138762302&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113477171138762302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113477171138762302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2005/12/ladies.html' title='Ladies...'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113477105486535556</id><published>2005-12-16T17:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T17:10:54.866-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Night...</title><content type='html'>She was so sweet...I was sad, hurt, angry, but she calmed me down. We chatted about this and that, we went to the store to get some wine a few hors d'ouvres. Got back to her place and she started playing Sade, The Doors, a couple of songs from the soundtrack of The Lost Boys...Hmmm Vampires! We share this dark fascination with vampires and men like Chris Cornell and Dave Navarro...Yummy! Anyway... we drink, listen to music... she comes closer to me...she caresses my face, gives me a gentle kiss on my cheek. I was startled...and excited at the same time. She said, "you wanna?" I said, "yes". With music in the background we started to take our cloths off. Now, completely naked we were. Our heated bodies collide, feeling her breath on my neck, breasts, back...My tongue tasting her sweet skin..so soft, so hot. She's amazing. We orgasm together...we trembled together, we whimper and kiss....&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed my body last night with hers. It was quite a new thing for me. Exotic.&lt;br /&gt;I love her body. Oh what it did. Her curves against my curves, hmmm, perfect fit I enjoyed to feel her spine , and the trembling -firm-smooth ness and which I will again and again and again kiss her.&lt;br /&gt;She made my night...my second lust...my girlfriend for years now...Celi. &lt;br /&gt;lust n love ya doll ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minXXX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113477105486535556?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113477105486535556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113477105486535556&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113477105486535556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113477105486535556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2005/12/last-night.html' title='Last Night...'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113461216524239165</id><published>2005-12-14T21:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T21:02:45.243-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Break :)</title><content type='html'>I'm taking a break from the blogging world.  Just need to sort some things out.  I will miss all of my readers.  I'll visit (try anyway)&lt;br /&gt;muahhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;minXXX aka patti ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113461216524239165?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113461216524239165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113461216524239165&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113461216524239165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113461216524239165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2005/12/break.html' title='Break :)'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113458913140846228</id><published>2005-12-14T14:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T14:38:51.463-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Word of the Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Drama&lt;/strong&gt;.  LOL, I'm going nuts over here!&lt;br /&gt;minXXX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113458913140846228?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113458913140846228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113458913140846228&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113458913140846228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113458913140846228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2005/12/word-of-day.html' title='Word of the Day'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113451073685035890</id><published>2005-12-13T16:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T16:57:07.866-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kitty Calendar :)</title><content type='html'>Thank you so much Mole.  I love it.  You made me smile :) Can't wait to hang it up. It was a pleasant surprise.  I enjoy receiving packages at work!&lt;br /&gt;She looks so cute...Precious...Awweeee...*blush*  Meeeeowwwwww!!! ;)&lt;br /&gt;Smooches for you Moley&lt;br /&gt;minXXX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113451073685035890?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113451073685035890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113451073685035890&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113451073685035890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113451073685035890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2005/12/kitty-calendar.html' title='Kitty Calendar :)'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113443727502358815</id><published>2005-12-12T20:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T20:33:50.543-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pleasure</title><content type='html'>Close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes and let you thoughts wonder&lt;br /&gt;Don't hold back&lt;br /&gt;Let your imagination run to forbidden places&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what you see&lt;br /&gt;Tell me your fantasy&lt;br /&gt;Your desires&lt;br /&gt;Your darkest dreams can come alive inside your mind&lt;br /&gt;You have the power and I have the knowledge&lt;br /&gt;So many roles to choose from&lt;br /&gt;The Master&lt;br /&gt;The Mistress&lt;br /&gt;The Hunter&lt;br /&gt;The Hunted&lt;br /&gt;Let yourself go&lt;br /&gt;Let it all out&lt;br /&gt;Touch yourself and explore as I do the same&lt;br /&gt;Pleasure awaits by the power of own imagination&lt;br /&gt;And your own two hands&lt;br /&gt;You search hungrily (don't you wish I was there)&lt;br /&gt;It becomes a necessity (I can take you there)&lt;br /&gt;Give into the urgency (like I have done before)&lt;br /&gt;Fall into the fantasy (as I open the door)&lt;br /&gt;Feel complete ecstasy by your own authority&lt;br /&gt;Let the dream begin&lt;br /&gt;Let your darker side give in&lt;br /&gt;Let the dream consume you&lt;br /&gt;Let it free you&lt;br /&gt;Lose yourself in yourself (and imagine me there)&lt;br /&gt;Go on an erotic journey (let me take you there)&lt;br /&gt;Feel the many sensations&lt;br /&gt;As you give yourself pleasure&lt;br /&gt;minXXX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113443727502358815?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113443727502358815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113443727502358815&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113443727502358815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113443727502358815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2005/12/pleasure.html' title='Pleasure'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113435632667446529</id><published>2005-12-11T21:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T21:58:46.766-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Night</title><content type='html'>Watching The Family Guy with J.  We just came back from &lt;a href="http://cityguide.aol.com/southflorida/dining/venue.adp?sbid=103129693"&gt;Lester's&lt;/a&gt;, a Greek diner in Ft. Lauderdale.  I had the Pasticcio, good stuff haven't had it in a few months and today was craving it.  J had a gyro platter.  We both had a lovely dinner, I had been sleeping most of the day. Yes,Pebbles has been a lazy little girl. It's Sunday!  You're suppose to be lazy!&lt;br /&gt;Many things going through my little head.&lt;br /&gt;Mood:  Daydreaming/ On Cloud 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't put my finger on it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a wonderful night Readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minXXX&lt;br /&gt;~^..^~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nbc6.net/weather/index.html"&gt;Current weather&lt;/a&gt;: 67 degrees with a wind chill making it even colder. Nipple ring feels tighter...Yep, it's cold.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113435632667446529?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113435632667446529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113435632667446529&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113435632667446529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113435632667446529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2005/12/sunday-night.html' title='Sunday Night'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113431955176595622</id><published>2005-12-11T11:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T11:45:51.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In Death, Pryor Lauded For Courage, Influence</title><content type='html'>The Original &lt;a href="http://www.nbc6.net/entertainment/5511699/detail.html"&gt;King of Comedy &lt;/a&gt;has passed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minXXX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113431955176595622?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113431955176595622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113431955176595622&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113431955176595622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113431955176595622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2005/12/in-death-pryor-lauded-for-courage.html' title='In Death, Pryor Lauded For Courage, Influence'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113424147796590454</id><published>2005-12-10T13:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T14:04:38.010-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pebbles</title><content type='html'>Pebbles, you ask?? Well, it's been a nickname of mine ever since I was a baby.  My mother would do the cute little pony tail in the center like Pebbles.  Voila!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just came back from the salon.  Wow, what a wonderful job Juan did.  He added some thick light reddish streaks to complement my burgundy/red base.  I had it blow dried.  I have a Christamas party today.  My co worker Jim and wife Viola are hosting it.  Now, what to wear??? A sexie santa outfit?? LOL...no way.  Prabably my red, tight blouse that exposes my shoulders and a pair of jeans with my 6" heels.  Ok, that's what I'm going to wear :)&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to see Jim's kids...his baby is now about 18 months and what a big baby he is...LOL, I want to hold him; I love babies. Last night was wonderful, I had a blast with a little bit of sweet juices flowing ;)&lt;br /&gt;Ok, gotta do some house work, take a shower, put some hot curlers on the tips of my hair so it will have a nice curl at the end, get ready and of we go!!!&lt;br /&gt;Plan to get drunk and happy :)&lt;br /&gt;Smooches !!!&lt;br /&gt;Patti ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minXXX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113424147796590454?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113424147796590454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113424147796590454&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113424147796590454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113424147796590454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2005/12/pebbles.html' title='Pebbles'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113414576242428727</id><published>2005-12-09T11:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T12:00:18.813-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Erotica</title><content type='html'>Lying in bed, just you and me. I look into your eyes and see your smile.I know what your thinking naughty boy. You don't have to tell me. You lay down on top of me,kiss me with your lips I feel your erection hard against my leg you begin to kiss me harder. Your hands touching me all over from my face to my tight carnal treasure that you find quite wet. You start to undress me Kissing as you go, Babydoll comes off. Your hands grab my breast, massaging and rubbing them, take one into your mouth, as you suck, I let out moan.&lt;br /&gt;You slide your hand down my sides to my stomach, and right into my tight hot spot, &lt;br /&gt;sliding in a finger. In and out so hard, until I'm begging for more&lt;br /&gt;You take control and slide your cock inside my mouth. You start to mouth fuck me hold my head against you. You're almost there so you stop, you kiss my lips my neck my breast once again. You look into my eyes. And I know what comes next. I get on top of you sliding, rubbing my clit on your hard cock, moving my hips slowly around, up and down, hmmm.. Damn, it feels soo good...I moan, and grab your back.&lt;br /&gt;Trying not to slip it inside, just enjoying the teasing. Ooooh, I feel it coming, I orgasm..Oh yes...fuck! You then slide your warm, wet from my cum hard cock&lt;br /&gt;into my tight carnal treasure, In and out it goes, thrusting as hard as you can, &lt;br /&gt;grabbing the bed sheets I let out a moan. The moment of pleasure I never want to end&lt;br /&gt;"fuck me harder" is all I can say. Here it comes, orgasm so strong, makes my body shiver. You pull out, and stick your cock into my mouth once again. You flip me around. No No... I get up work my way down on you...I suck, lick you deep in my throat, you are shivering, yes!  "Here it comes baby" you say.&lt;br /&gt;I taste your cum...so warm yummy...&lt;br /&gt;You turn me back around, and I lay my head on your chest, you gently stroke my hair&lt;br /&gt;as you hold me so tight, just enjoying the moment taking it all in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://img327.imageshack.us/img327/7949/blackandwhite3le.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://img327.imageshack.us/img327/7949/blackandwhite3le.jpg" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minXXX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113414576242428727?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113414576242428727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113414576242428727&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113414576242428727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113414576242428727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2005/12/erotica.html' title='Erotica'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113414104131415666</id><published>2005-12-09T09:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T10:21:19.663-05:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIF!!!</title><content type='html'>Something really funny just happened here at work.  So we are all talking about this and that and laughing, and enjoying it's Friday...Yay!  And we didn't realize the topic changed to breasts and breast feeding...Well J was on the other line with a client and he said.."ahem, excuse me, a client is on the phone!" and we all laughed our asses off...Too funny, and classic.  I know It might not seem funny to anyone reading, it's one of those, "you had to be there moments" :)&lt;br /&gt;Now I am enjoying my morning cup of steaming tea with milk.  Yummy!  &lt;br /&gt;veneay etterbay ithway attipay akecY ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minXXX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113414104131415666?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113414104131415666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113414104131415666&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113414104131415666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113414104131415666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2005/12/tgif.html' title='TGIF!!!'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113409119105693668</id><published>2005-12-08T20:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T20:52:09.176-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Relaxed...</title><content type='html'>I was a bad girl and skipped the gym tonight.  Well I am doing laundry, fed the dog, folded laundry, washed dishes...fun fun fun, NOT!! Well, I guess I'm not just sitting on my ass, except for now that I am posting this post.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, had a good day at work, accomplished quite a lot of work.  Organized my paperwork and my Outlook Inbox.  I am so anal, everything has to be in order.  Dusted my Pooh corner because, yes, I am a Winnie the Pooh fan.  Ever since I was a little girl, Winnie the Pooh was my favorite Disney Character and my favorite movie was and still is "Winnie the Pooh and Tigger Too" *blush* I'm such a baby ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://img441.imageshack.us/img441/7769/im0000974ro.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://img441.imageshack.us/img441/7769/im0000974ro.jpg" width="98" height="98"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://img441.imageshack.us/img441/2232/im0001077wz.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://img441.imageshack.us/img441/2232/im0001077wz.jpg" width="98" height="98"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS~ These pics keep me motivated to keep working out and maintaining tight ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having Cranberry/Vodka and enjoying my buZZZZZ!!&lt;br /&gt;Smooches!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minXXX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113409119105693668?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113409119105693668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113409119105693668&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113409119105693668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113409119105693668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2005/12/relaxed.html' title='Relaxed...'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113396257900144895</id><published>2005-12-07T08:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T08:42:16.276-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Workout</title><content type='html'>Last night I did my pilates class. Wow, didn't realize how flexible I am...Maybe I did, but I was proud of myself nonetheless.  What a work out! Worked on my legs too, did 5 sets of 10 65 lbs leg presses. I felt soooooo relaxed after.  My bum is soar, my legs, inner and outer thighs, arms, back; it is all good pain.  I have to work on my balance on tippy toes.  In highschool I used to be a dancer for my school and took afterschool ballet classes.  I loved being on my tippy toes everywhere I went.  My mom used to smile and nod her head thinking it was the cutest thing she saw. LOL.  A few more classes and my balance should get better.  After my class, I went into the steam room for about 15 minutes and I was just glistening.  When getting out I felt like a brand new person.&lt;br /&gt;Went home after that, had a couple of salads with J.  &lt;br /&gt;Today I feel a bit soar especially around my inner and outer thighs.  Feels good though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minXXX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113396257900144895?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113396257900144895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113396257900144895&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113396257900144895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113396257900144895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2005/12/good-workout.html' title='Good Workout'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113389876096087331</id><published>2005-12-06T14:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T15:06:32.796-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mathematics</title><content type='html'>J's ex-step dad sent this to him and I had to post it...Thanks J!! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ROMANCE MATHEMATICS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smart man + smart woman = romance&lt;br /&gt;Smart man + dumb woman = affair&lt;br /&gt;Dumb man + smart woman = marriage&lt;br /&gt;Dumb man + dumb woman = pregnancy &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OFFICE ARITHMETIC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smart boss + smart employee = profit&lt;br /&gt;Smart boss + dumb employee = production&lt;br /&gt;Dumb boss + smart employee = promotion&lt;br /&gt;Dumb boss + dumb employee = overtime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHOPPING MATH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man will pay $2 for a $1 item he needs.&lt;br /&gt;A woman will pay $1 for a $2 item that she doesn't need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GENERAL EQUATIONS &amp; STATISTICS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman worries about the future until she gets a husband.&lt;br /&gt;A man never worries about the future until he gets a wife.&lt;br /&gt;A successful man is one who makes more money than his wife can spend.&lt;br /&gt;A successful woman is one who can find such a man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPINESS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be happy with a man, you must understand him a lot and love him a little.&lt;br /&gt;To be happy with a woman, you must love her a lot and not try to understand her at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LONGEVITY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Married men live longer than single men do, but married men are a lot more willing to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PROPENSITY TO CHANGE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman marries a man expecting he will change, but he doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;A man marries a woman expecting that she won't change, and she does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DISCUSSION TECHNIQUE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman has the last word in any argument.&lt;br /&gt;Anything a man says after that is the beginning of a new argument.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOW TO STOP PEOPLE FROM BUGGING YOU ABOUT GETTING MARRIED&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old aunts used to come up to me at weddings, poking me in the ribs and cackling, telling me, "You're next." They stopped after I started doing the same thing to them at funerals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.crazy-jokes.com/pictures/nuttin.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://www.crazy-jokes.com/pictures/nuttin.jpg" width="250" height="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://img507.imageshack.us/img507/3673/funny16ke.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://img507.imageshack.us/img507/3673/funny16ke.jpg" width="250" height="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://img507.imageshack.us/img507/3280/funny28lt.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://img507.imageshack.us/img507/3280/funny28lt.jpg" width="250" height="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny minXXX ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113389876096087331?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113389876096087331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113389876096087331&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113389876096087331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113389876096087331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2005/12/mathematics.html' title='Mathematics'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113387890337608353</id><published>2005-12-06T09:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T09:44:48.346-05:00</updated><title type='text'>An Angel Watched Over Me</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was quite the day.  Emotional turmoil, ect...  Anyways, after my day job, I went to my part time tutoring and had a wonderful time with Javier.  I was helping him with Algebra II.  He is preparing for the midterms.  I did that from 6-8 pm last night.  &lt;br /&gt;As I am jumping on the Florida Turnpike, I am jamming Donnell Jones and of course singing to relieve some stress.  I flew past the first toll thru SunPass, and about 10 miles later I see the car in front of me lose complete control, moving left to right, right to left and then spinned in circles 3 times...I managed to break a few inches away from the car, the cars behind me went to the left and right to avoid hitting me from the back...the car that spinned stopped in the middle of the Turnpike...the cars behind me managed to move along...I was too shaken up, so I pulled over to the right and the car that was in the middle also did the same thing.  So I get out of the car and walk towards the other car; there was this histerical lady calling her husband and crying and shaking.  I tried to calm her down.  She kept telling me "I'm Nine Months Pregnant!!!"  I didn't know what to do but tell her she is alright and that I will stay here with her until her husband came to pick her up.  I held her hand and patted her back.  Her husband came. I left and told her be safe.  My question is, this poor lady can't move a finger...How is she going to drive back home? I am pretty sure her husband's plan was to take her with him and leave the car there and have it towed home.  &lt;br /&gt;It would have been an ugly accident and I would have been in the middle of it.  An Angel was watching over me...that angel is my Brother.  I know it.  I felt his presence throughout the entire scenario.  I could have lost control and well...I don't even want to imagine what could have happened to me and that poor pregnant lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.acraftaffair.com/images/Angel%20Boy.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://www.acraftaffair.com/images/Angel%20Boy.jpg" width="100" height="100"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/A&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;minXXX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113387890337608353?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113387890337608353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113387890337608353&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113387890337608353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113387890337608353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2005/12/angel-watched-over-me.html' title='An Angel Watched Over Me'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113374782466072053</id><published>2005-12-04T18:18:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T11:14:48.496-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Feelings in my mind...</title><content type='html'>"And to be on the edge of your bed,         &lt;br /&gt;With your head buried in your hands,&lt;br /&gt;Wishing that everything would end.&lt;br /&gt;I know how it feels to be the loneliest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you sit and wait for a sign.&lt;br /&gt;That the coming days will be alright.&lt;br /&gt;And you drink, so you can forget another night.&lt;br /&gt;Bruised from the blackouts and your blood red eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Try to start looking for the brighter sideand wait for a sign."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.inspirationline.com/images/S.A.D..jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://www.inspirationline.com/images/S.A.D..jpg" width="100" height="125"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113374782466072053?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113374782466072053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113374782466072053&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113374782466072053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113374782466072053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2005/12/feelings-in-my-mind.html' title='Feelings in my mind...'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113374025427712202</id><published>2005-12-04T18:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T19:27:59.056-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jason Mraz</title><content type='html'>Last night I went to see &lt;a href="http://www.jasonmraz.com/"&gt;Jason Mraz &lt;/a&gt;at Mizner Park Amphitheater in Boca Raton.  I had never heard of this guy; he's only 20 and very talented kid. J introduced me to him.  It's difficult to describe the type of music he plays.  It's like an Adult Alternative Pop Rock/ Folk.  Jason was obviously inspired by Dave Matthews Band.  Also something I found interesting is he used to be a cheerleader.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we met a lot of cool people.  This particular venue is in a large shopping mall in Boca, &lt;a href="http://www.miznerpark.org/Home/"&gt;Mizner Park&lt;/a&gt;, a very high class Entertainment complex in South Florida.  Good vibes and beautifully lit.  I had white wine and ended up trashed...I couldn't walk to the truck, I had to wait by a corner and be picked up.  Then passed out in the car.  Today I feel like shit, sensitive, have a killer headache.  My tummy has been sensitive all day, very nauseous, sensitive to certain smells. &lt;br /&gt;Gonna lie down in a bit.  Watching the Skins and Rams game.  Redskins up 17 to 7 at the 4th quarter. Cool.  Wearing my kids Portis good luck jersey :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iay maay tartingsay otay ikelay histay igpay atinlay hingtay...hankstay iddokay!!!&lt;br /&gt;uahhmay!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minXXX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113374025427712202?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113374025427712202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113374025427712202&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113374025427712202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113374025427712202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2005/12/jason-mraz.html' title='Jason Mraz'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113354066598059720</id><published>2005-12-02T10:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T11:24:33.156-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Alright, Alright...</title><content type='html'>My arm has been twisted.  I will not take a break, I need to vent here.  Writing how I feel makes me feel so much better.  There are many things I need to accomplish for myself.  &lt;br /&gt;Last night I started the gym.  Did some bike, ran the track, worked on my abs, inner and outer thighs, then hit the sauna for 10 minutes.  I was glistening by the time I got out.  Some dude approached me in there and of course hit on me, but he was not rude.  He told me how nice I looked, asked me where I was from.  He thought I was Puerto Rican or from New York...I told him I was born in Colombia and raised in South Florida.  Anyway, nice guy. I was thinking maybe J should have been there. LOL&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. I will keep blogging.  Thanks for everyone's encouragement.&lt;br /&gt;The minXXX will be fine. :)  I am sure of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big Sloppy Kisses&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113354066598059720?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113354066598059720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113354066598059720&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113354066598059720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113354066598059720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2005/12/alright-alright.html' title='Alright, Alright...'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113345171759910243</id><published>2005-12-01T10:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T10:42:00.096-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Good bye</title><content type='html'>I will be taking a break from my blog for a while. Things didn't work out between J and I.  Who's to blame? Me, for not being honest from the get go.  Sad doesn't begin to describe how I feel now.  Why does this happen?  &lt;br /&gt;I am only 26 years old.  Will I live to see 27? I hope not.  I can't stand being hurt anymore.  I can't stand having a "sprained soul" my entire life. &lt;br /&gt;You can always keep in touch via email.  Take care readers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minXXX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113345171759910243?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113345171759910243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113345171759910243&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113345171759910243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113345171759910243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2005/12/good-bye.html' title='Good bye'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113337729769482130</id><published>2005-11-30T13:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T14:01:37.696-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomorrow I begin Bally Total Fitness</title><content type='html'>Yes, I am excited that tomorrow I begin my workout routine.  My goal is to lose 30lbs,tone my arms, legs, and abs.  I want a rock hard stomach and an ass you can eat off of. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minXXX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113337729769482130?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113337729769482130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113337729769482130&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113337729769482130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113337729769482130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2005/11/tomorrow-i-begin-bally-total-fitness.html' title='Tomorrow I begin Bally Total Fitness'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113337692619375997</id><published>2005-11-30T13:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T16:12:06.576-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yikes!</title><content type='html'>My current blog count is 1,666.  I don't like 666. Can someone please fucking scroll to my blog and read or comment or something!  I want that number to go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://nedward.org/junkie/comix-666-green.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://nedward.org/junkie/comix-666-green.gif" width="100" height="175"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minXXX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113337692619375997?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113337692619375997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113337692619375997&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113337692619375997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113337692619375997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2005/11/yikes.html' title='Yikes!'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113329004444244386</id><published>2005-11-29T13:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T13:47:25.066-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The beginning of a new Path</title><content type='html'>I did something and destroyed the feelings of someone who truly cared for me.  I'm human.  Now I know what Mark felt and his reasoning behind it all.  Funny, well, I'm 26 years old and have an entire life ahead of me.  Like many people have told me recently.  "You need to know what you want for you and not make others happy just because"  I can't help it in me.&lt;br /&gt;I do apologize to J for the hurt he feels and anger towards me.  I do.&lt;br /&gt;I can't say I blame this on anyone but myself.  Oh well, you live and learn I guess.&lt;br /&gt;What's in store for me?  I await it with open arms.&lt;br /&gt;Am I scared? No&lt;br /&gt;Do I care about J? Of course&lt;br /&gt;Do I love Mark? Not anymore (thank God)&lt;br /&gt;Do I need to take care of myself from now on? Fuck yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, now hopefully with my future plans, I will get through this rough time with the company of a few people I care for and will be there for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so glad I have this stupid blog to vent.  Once I type and type, it makes me feel a bit better.&lt;br /&gt;Poor J.  I am so sorry.  I hope one day you can forgive me and maybe give us another chance.  At least that is what I would want, but I will not push anything anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minXXX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113329004444244386?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113329004444244386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113329004444244386&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113329004444244386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113329004444244386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2005/11/beginning-of-new-path.html' title='The beginning of a new Path'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113327496323197139</id><published>2005-11-29T09:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T09:39:48.353-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Someone very cool said... ;)</title><content type='html'>"Wome usually respond to the guys who treat them like shit." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is right.  (Speaking from personal experience)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minXXX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113327496323197139?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113327496323197139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113327496323197139&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113327496323197139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113327496323197139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2005/11/someone-very-cool-said.html' title='Someone very cool said... ;)'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113320840260771503</id><published>2005-11-28T15:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T15:10:21.723-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer</title><content type='html'>Another dream that will never come true &lt;br /&gt;Just to compliment your sorrow &lt;br /&gt;Another life that I've taken from you &lt;br /&gt;A gift to add on to your pain and suffering &lt;br /&gt;Another truth you can never believe &lt;br /&gt;Has crippled you completely &lt;br /&gt;All the cries you're beginning to hear &lt;br /&gt;Trapped in your mind, and the sound is deafening &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me enlighten you &lt;br /&gt;This is the way I pray &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living just isn't hard enough&lt;br /&gt;Burn me alive, inside &lt;br /&gt;Living my life's not hard enough &lt;br /&gt;Take everything away &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another nightmare about to come true &lt;br /&gt;Will manifest tomorrow &lt;br /&gt;Another love that I've taken from you &lt;br /&gt;Lost in time, on the edge of suffering &lt;br /&gt;Another taste of the evil I breed &lt;br /&gt;Will level you completely &lt;br /&gt;Bring to life everything that you fear &lt;br /&gt;Live in the dark, and the world is threatening &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me enlighten you &lt;br /&gt;This is the way i pray &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Return to me, return to me, return to me, turn to me, leave me no one &lt;br /&gt;Turn to me, return to me, return to me, turn to me, cast aside &lt;br /&gt;Return to me, return to me, return to me, turn to me, leave me no one &lt;br /&gt;Turn to me, return to me, return to me, turn to me, you've made me turn away &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living just isn't hard enough&lt;br /&gt;Burn me alive, inside&lt;br /&gt;Living my life's not hard enough,&lt;br /&gt;They take everything from you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://img197.imageshack.us/img197/6114/art6ab.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://img197.imageshack.us/img197/6114/art6ab.jpg" width="100" height="125"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113320840260771503?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113320840260771503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113320840260771503&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113320840260771503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113320840260771503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2005/11/prayer.html' title='Prayer'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113320106944605211</id><published>2005-11-28T13:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T13:04:29.476-05:00</updated><title type='text'>CNN Breaking News:</title><content type='html'>*Girl with peanut allergy dies after kiss*&lt;br /&gt;Monday November 28, 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2005/HEALTH/conditions/11/28/kiss.death.ap/index.html"&gt;SAGUENAY, Quebec (AP) -- A 15-year-old girl with a peanut allergy has died after being kissed by her boyfriend following his snack of peanut butter.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christina Desforges died last week a few days after receiving the kiss.&lt;br /&gt;The teenager, who lived in Saguenay, about 155 miles (250 kilometers) north of Quebec City, received a shot of Adrenalin immediately after being kissed but did not recover.&lt;br /&gt;The official cause of death was not released.&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Nina Verreault, an allergist at the Chicoutimi Hospital in Saguenay, did not want to comment on the case, but said peanut allergies are seldom fatal.&lt;br /&gt;About 100 people in the United States die of food allergies every year, most from exposure to nuts. Canadian statistics are not available.&lt;br /&gt;An autopsy is expected to reveal the exact cause of the teenager's death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG! Poor baby. :(&lt;br /&gt;minXXX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113320106944605211?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113320106944605211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113320106944605211&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113320106944605211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113320106944605211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2005/11/cnn-breaking-news.html' title='CNN Breaking News:'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113319693772370857</id><published>2005-11-28T11:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T11:55:38.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My One year Anniversary...</title><content type='html'>...since I started my blog was on November 11th.  I was too busy organizing things for my cruise.  I completely forgot.  &lt;br /&gt;Happy Anniversary to Me!!!!&lt;br /&gt;minXXX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like such a tool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113319693772370857?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113319693772370857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113319693772370857&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113319693772370857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113319693772370857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-one-year-anniversary.html' title='My One year Anniversary...'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113319270476607320</id><published>2005-11-28T10:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T14:10:47.863-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blah Blah Blah, Yadda Yadda Yadda</title><content type='html'>It's that time of year.  The time where I get very depressed, sad, cryish and basically a basketcase.  So many things on my mind, don't know where to start.  Am I the only one with issues?  It sure seems like it.  I miss my brother.  This weekend I had a strong desire to spend time with my parents, so I spent the night on Sunday.  Speaking to Mom and Dad made me feel better.  I needed them. I got the cutest blouses from Mom. :)&lt;br /&gt;I got a call from my good buddy Alien, he was fucked up LOL and wanted to hang out at a club with the rest of his buddies.  I love this guy.  He has been there ever since my brother passed. :)  We tutor together.&lt;br /&gt;I also got a call from my close friend Celimar.  She had some disturbing news for me.  It seems like my cousin Angelica (I work with her too at Hungington Learning Center; she is the director)is 4 months pregnant from this prick that used her and treated her like shit.  They attended couples therapy when she found out she was pregnant and he basically told the Doctor and her "I don't want anything to do with you and that baby"  What a prick, if I had him in front of my face, I would kick his nut sack multiple times with my black, leather, 7 inch boots until he lost complete consciousness.  Bastard.  Just like one I know.&lt;br /&gt;My poor Cousin is in Colombia now with my uncle a wealthy doctor that will be performing something I wish she wouldn't go through...an abortion.  I am afraid she will regret this for the rest of her life.  The cons of it all is that is sickly underweight, taking depression medication, anxiety medication, and sleeping pills; she also drank alcohol while pregnant :(.  I am afraid of what will happen.  Thankfully she is with her Mom, Ellen.  I am praying for her and so is Celi.  I will be seeing Celi sometime this week, I need her company, I need to hear her voice.  I love her so much and as we hung up last night from chatting, she told me she loved me too.  I connect with her so well.&lt;br /&gt;*I can't stop crying*  I feel so sad, depressed...help!&lt;br /&gt;minXXX :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a brighter note, the Gators kicked the shit out of FSU. *grin*  It is a great feeling of satisfaction to us Gator fans.  Boo fucking Hoo to the Seminoles and a big "FUCK YOU" to Bobby Bowden, cocky ass mother fucker.  *blush, excuse my potty mouth*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***UPDATE***&lt;br /&gt;I am officially single.  No strings attached with anyone.  I need this for myself.  As of this week I am moving my stuff back to my apartment.  Ahhhh, I feel so much better.  Well, not entirely, but I'm working on it.  I felt trapped.  I know J had good intensions, but we bud heads way too much.  Mostly because of me.  I am very hard to read.  Not over many of my demonds that haunt me.  I will do exercise and yoga, eat healthy and love life.  Keep on with my meds and think only about me.  Be well with ME, FUCKING ME! THERE.&lt;br /&gt;BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113319270476607320?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113319270476607320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113319270476607320&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113319270476607320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113319270476607320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2005/11/blah-blah-blah-yadda-yadda-yadda.html' title='Blah Blah Blah, Yadda Yadda Yadda'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113296654197787849</id><published>2005-11-25T19:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T19:58:54.203-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy girl</title><content type='html'>Yep, that's me today.  The day after Thanksgiving I am the laziest person.  Went out for Breakfast, got home, slept for a few hours, mom called, she had a bad day, took it out on me, I got upset...Now, watching J play XBoX...I was always used to PS2, still am, but XBoX does have better graphics. I was playing Mrs. Pac Man and it reminded me of my childhood.  All my brother and friends did afterschool was play video games, watched cartoons and ate snacks.  Ahhh, the good ol' carefree days, when your biggest issue was to finish Homework so you can go play outside.&lt;br /&gt;I am feeling a bit down today, can't put my finger on it, just do.  I guess it's the Holiday Blues. :(&lt;br /&gt;Made the puppy some food...left overs. He sure loves em. LOL&lt;br /&gt;We gave Raven a bath today...he was not a happy camper, now he smells so good.  &lt;br /&gt;Here are a few shots of his bath...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://img22.imageshack.us/img22/6382/ravenshower11zo.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://img22.imageshack.us/img22/6382/ravenshower11zo.jpg" width="200" height="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://img22.imageshack.us/img22/195/ravenshower48nd.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://img22.imageshack.us/img22/195/ravenshower48nd.jpg" width="200" height="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://img22.imageshack.us/img22/4743/ravenshower20li.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://img22.imageshack.us/img22/4743/ravenshower20li.jpg" width="200" height="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://img22.imageshack.us/img22/2991/ravenshower80po.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://img22.imageshack.us/img22/2991/ravenshower80po.jpg" width="200" height="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now he is being lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, it is ten till eight and I feel like crawling under the covers :( .  This terrible funk better go away.  Anyways...gonna play some video games and kick ass.&lt;br /&gt;minXXX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113296654197787849?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113296654197787849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113296654197787849&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113296654197787849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113296654197787849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2005/11/lazy-girl.html' title='Lazy girl'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113284962831191710</id><published>2005-11-24T11:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T09:22:04.946-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving :)</title><content type='html'>I thank the Lord for the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Dad&lt;br /&gt;Friends&lt;br /&gt;My Job&lt;br /&gt;My Health and that of my Loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;My Car&lt;br /&gt;My Apartment&lt;br /&gt;And My Brother who is up in Heaven...Happy Thanksgiving my Angel, I love you and miss you...Kisses from your Sister...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://members.aol.com/pepsi4425/kmwcp.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://members.aol.com/pepsi4425/kmwcp.gif" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.bulkballoons.com/images/products/thumbs/10226.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://www.bulkballoons.com/images/products/thumbs/10226.jpg" width="200" height="255"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minXXX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113284962831191710?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113284962831191710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113284962831191710&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113284962831191710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113284962831191710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2005/11/happy-thanksgiving_24.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving :)'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113280027760395727</id><published>2005-11-23T21:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T21:56:57.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Achooooo!</title><content type='html'>I am not feeling well today.  My body aches, I have the sniffles, I am sneezing every 2 minutes, my head feels light...:(&lt;br /&gt;Great, just before Thanksgiving!  Just took some Nyquil. "The nighttime, sniffling, sneezing, sore throat, coughing, aching, stuffy head, fever, sleep better to feel better medicine." ....Let's see.  Brrrr...it's so cold in here and the air isn't even low, the fan is off and I am freezing my ass off! Yep, I have the flu :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*shaking, shivering*  Night time...ZzzZzzZzzZzz.......&lt;br /&gt;minXXX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113280027760395727?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113280027760395727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113280027760395727&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113280027760395727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113280027760395727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2005/11/achooooo.html' title='Achooooo!'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113276306316368773</id><published>2005-11-23T11:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T11:28:15.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'>LOL</title><content type='html'>Oh. My. God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got completely trashed last night (a little bird told me...*blush*) I was told, I was talking like a little girl, refusing to go to the bathroom to get sick, but I didn't get sick; also, I was making cute noises.  "????"  I passed out for a few, then fell asleep...&lt;br /&gt;Today, I have a massive hang over...the room seems to be spinning...my head feels detached from my body...I don't want to be at work...I want to lay in bed...Someone is giving me shit...  Good thing today I get to leave at 3... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a Happy Thanksgiving Lovely Readers!!!&lt;br /&gt;minXXX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113276306316368773?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113276306316368773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113276306316368773&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113276306316368773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113276306316368773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2005/11/lol.html' title='LOL'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113271542667065759</id><published>2005-11-22T22:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T22:48:43.123-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hanging Out</title><content type='html'>At home with J and his cousin Lizza.  Watching Madagascar and eating "special" brownies I just baked...I am soooo high, "so high, so high that I can touch the sky. Up, Up to the sky""Exuse me as I kiss the skyyyyy" (Method Man and Redman song lyrics), and having a couple glasses of white wine...I feel so relaxed...time for a hot shower, rubbing bath bubbles on me, watching the vapor rise....Mmmmmmm, yes. &lt;br /&gt;I will definately be sleeping blissfully...&lt;br /&gt;nighty night...&lt;br /&gt;naughty minXXX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://img297.imageshack.us/img297/2254/naysla42ia.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://img297.imageshack.us/img297/2254/naysla42ia.jpg" width="100" height="110"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***UPDATE***&lt;br /&gt;Watching Charlie and the Chocolate Factory...trippy.....fuck!!!&lt;br /&gt;10:49 p.m&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113271542667065759?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113271542667065759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113271542667065759&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113271542667065759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113271542667065759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2005/11/hanging-out.html' title='Hanging Out'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113267207004247353</id><published>2005-11-22T10:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T10:16:05.593-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Natural Highs</title><content type='html'>1.  Falling in Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Laughing so hard your face hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  A hot shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  No lines at the supermarket. (Especially during Hurricane Season/ Wishful thinking)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  A special glance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  Getting mail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  Taking a drive on a pretty road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  Hearing your favorite song on the radio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.  Lying in bed listening to the rain outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.  Hot towels fresh out of the dryer or my hot blankee. (Hmmm, I like this one :) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.  Colada after a nice meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.  A bubble bath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.  Giggling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.  A good conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.  The Beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.  Finding a 20 dollar bill in your coat from last winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.  Laughing at yourself.  (When I pull a "Patti"/ Inside joke from My highschool years)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.  Looking into their eyes and knowing they Love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.  Midnight phone calls that last for hours.  (Yeah, back in high school)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.  Running through sprinklers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.  Laughing for absolutely no reason at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.  Having someone tell you that you're beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23.  Laughing at an inside joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24.  Friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25.  Accidentally overhearing someone say something nice about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26.  Waking up and realizing you still have a few hours left to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27.  Your first Kiss (either the very first or with a new partner).  (I remember one I freaked out on...priceless)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28.  Making new friends or spending time with old ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29.  Playing with a new puppy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30.  Having someone play with your hair. (Prrrrrrrrrrrrr)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31.  Sweet Dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32.  Hot Chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33.  Road trips with friends.  (and some natural herbs ;) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34.  Swinging on swings.  (Ahh, yes, the good ol' days when I was a child)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35.  Making eye contact with a cute stranger.  (YowZa!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36.  Baking chocolate chip cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37.  Having your friends send you homemade cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38.  Holding hands with someone you care about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39.  Running into an old friend and realizing that somethings (good or bad) never change.  (Alien :) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40.  Watching the _______ expression on someone's face as they open a much desired present from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41.  Watching the sunrise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42.  Getting out of bed every morning and being grateful for another beautiful day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43.  Knowing that somebody misses you.  (I wish)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44.  Getting a hug from someone you care about deeply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45.  Knowing you've done the right thing, no matter what other people think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have other ones anyone would like to share that I might have missed, by all means Tell Me!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS~  It is so nice here in South Florida today, in the mid 50's and a cold breeze...and yeah, I'm cold and well, lets just say I'm glad I'm wearing a bra... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minXXX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113267207004247353?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113267207004247353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113267207004247353&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113267207004247353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113267207004247353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2005/11/natural-highs.html' title='Natural Highs'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113260526904211034</id><published>2005-11-21T15:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T12:34:52.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mondays do suck...</title><content type='html'>Had a huge, HUGE, arguement with J.  I thought we got past our differences.  We met a year ago and he was well aware of Mark's evil ways.  J knew what I went through with that man.&lt;br /&gt;Here I stand today finding out he is up to other things behind my back.  Why do I attract men like this.  Don't I deserve better?  I am a smart woman with a wonderful heart and soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am beside myself today.  I want to crawl under a rock and never come out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***UPDATE***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a looooooong day at work, we did some more talking, sharing feelings, putting eachother in the other's shoe and a 30 minute jog, we got past it and we are alright now.&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing what communication can do, that and love. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minXXX~ good night! 7:10 pm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113260526904211034?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113260526904211034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113260526904211034&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113260526904211034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113260526904211034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2005/11/mondays-do-suck.html' title='Mondays do suck...'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113258414088899930</id><published>2005-11-21T09:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T09:51:37.830-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Eight Words with two Meanings...</title><content type='html'>Someone sent this to me and I had to share...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;THINGY &lt;/strong&gt;(thing-ee) n.&lt;br /&gt;Female...... Any part under a car's hood.&lt;br /&gt;Male..... The strap fastener on a woman's bra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;VULNERABLE &lt;/strong&gt;(vul-ne-ra-bel) adj.&lt;br /&gt;Female.... Fully opening up one's self emotionally to another.&lt;br /&gt;Male.... Playing cricket without a box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;COMMUNICATION &lt;/strong&gt;(ko-myoo-ni-kay-shon) n.&lt;br /&gt;Female... The open sharing of thoughts and feelings with one's partner.&lt;br /&gt;Male... Leaving a note before taking off on a fishing trip with the boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;COMMITMENT &lt;/strong&gt;(ko-mit-ment) n.&lt;br /&gt;Female.... A desire to get married and raise a family.&lt;br /&gt;Male...... Trying not to hit on other women while out with this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;strong&gt;ENTERTAINMENT &lt;/strong&gt;(en-ter-tayn-ment) n.&lt;br /&gt;Female.... A good movie, concert, play or book.&lt;br /&gt;Male...... Anything that can be done while drinking beer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;strong&gt;FLATULENCE &lt;/strong&gt;(flach-u-lens) n.&lt;br /&gt;Female.... An embarrassing by product of indigestion.&lt;br /&gt;Male...... A source of entertainment, self-expression, male bonding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 &lt;strong&gt;MAKING LOVE &lt;/strong&gt;(may-king luv) n.&lt;br /&gt;Female...... The greatest expression of intimacy a couple can achieve.&lt;br /&gt;Male.. Call it whatever you want, just as long as we do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;strong&gt;REMOTE CONTROL &lt;/strong&gt;(ri-moht kon-trohl) n.&lt;br /&gt;Female.... A device for changing from one TV channel to another.&lt;br /&gt;Male... A device for scanning through all 375 channels every 5 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said...&lt;em&gt;I don't know why you wear a bra; you've got nothing to put in it.&lt;/em&gt;She said...&lt;em&gt;You wear pants don't you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said...&lt;em&gt;Shall we try swapping positions tonight?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said...&lt;em&gt;That's a good idea - you stand by the ironing board while I sit on the sofa and fart!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said...&lt;em&gt;What have you been doing with all the grocery money I gave you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said...&lt;em&gt;Turn sideways and look in the mirror!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said...&lt;em&gt;Why don't you tell me when you have an orgasm?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said...&lt;em&gt;I would but you're never there.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said...&lt;em&gt;Why don't women blink during foreplay?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said...&lt;em&gt;They don't have time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said...&lt;em&gt;How many men does it take to change a roll of toilet paper?&lt;/em&gt;She said...&lt;em&gt;We don't know; it has never happened.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said...&lt;em&gt;Why is it difficult to find men who are sensitive, caring and Good-looking?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said...&lt;em&gt;They already have boyfriends.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said...&lt;em&gt;What do you call a woman who knows where her husband is every night?&lt;/em&gt;He said...&lt;em&gt;A widow.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said...&lt;em&gt;Why are married women heavier than single women?&lt;/em&gt;She said...&lt;em&gt;Single women come home, see what's in the fridge and go to bed. Married women come home, see what's in bed and go to the fridge.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Men...can't live with em', can't live with out the fuckers...LOL&lt;br /&gt;minXXX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113258414088899930?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113258414088899930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113258414088899930&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113258414088899930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113258414088899930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2005/11/eight-words-with-two-meanings.html' title='Eight Words with two Meanings...'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113224319741087507</id><published>2005-11-17T10:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T12:16:01.226-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back Home</title><content type='html'>Yes Yes Yes...just got back home and had a fantastic time to say the least.  I will be posting pictures and explaining everything we did...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I have to say...Standing right in front of the King of Reggae...Bob Marley's Grave, was an experience I will never forget...I will be going back there for sure.  It was a deep, spiritual experience...almost supernatural. You definately felt his presence.  OMG!!! I had goose bumps all over.&lt;br /&gt;And these Rastamons were just tossing baseball bats of joints at ya....yes the stickie of the icky! LOL...more later, back to work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minXXX (with a killer tan)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113224319741087507?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113224319741087507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113224319741087507&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113224319741087507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113224319741087507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2005/11/back-home.html' title='Back Home'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113174549884711834</id><published>2005-11-11T16:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T16:47:30.563-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheers!</title><content type='html'>&lt;A HREF="http://www.mirmarart.com/images/Martini%20Glasses/cheers%20Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://www.mirmarart.com/images/Martini%20Glasses/cheers%20Image001.jpg" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my cruise and my honey bun!!!  All Aboard!!! ;)&lt;br /&gt;minXXX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113174549884711834?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113174549884711834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113174549884711834&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113174549884711834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113174549884711834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2005/11/cheers.html' title='Cheers!'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113173115740169749</id><published>2005-11-11T12:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T12:45:57.403-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Helping Hand</title><content type='html'>Instead of pointing a finger to lay the &lt;br /&gt;blame, I will hold out my hand to join in &lt;br /&gt;the recovery of an unhappy situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the country needs is not more judges,&lt;br /&gt;but more judgment. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://web.apu.ac.uk/health/frances/hands.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://web.apu.ac.uk/health/frances/hands.jpg" width="350" height="250"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS~  To all my readers...wish me a good time we are going on our cruise.  OMG, I cannot wait!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minXXX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113173115740169749?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113173115740169749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113173115740169749&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113173115740169749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113173115740169749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2005/11/helping-hand.html' title='Helping Hand'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113167256024926242</id><published>2005-11-10T20:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T20:29:20.250-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Currently my blog is f'd up...</title><content type='html'>In process of changing a few things and playing around with my template.  &lt;br /&gt;Sorry...&lt;br /&gt;After Friday, I will be gone until sometime next week, so please bare with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minXXX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113167256024926242?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113167256024926242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113167256024926242&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113167256024926242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113167256024926242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2005/11/currently-my-blog-is-fd-up.html' title='Currently my blog is f&apos;d up...'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113155022916149173</id><published>2005-11-09T10:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T15:15:57.676-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Where I Wanna Be"</title><content type='html'>"...He doesn't fully understand me, that I'd rather leave than to cheat. If he gives me some time I can be the woman he needs, but there's a lot of lust inside of me. &lt;br /&gt;I really don't mean to hurt him, but I need some time. To be alone..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://img217.imageshack.us/img217/2148/fairy8qm.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://img217.imageshack.us/img217/2148/fairy8qm.jpg" width="150" height="210"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://gwennafran.tegnebordet.dk/stda/images/gifts/STD_TOB.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://gwennafran.tegnebordet.dk/stda/images/gifts/STD_TOB.jpg" width="150" height="200"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, when you love someone, you shouldn't treat them bad, oh...how I feel so sad now that I want to leave.  He's crying his heart to me.  How could I let this be?  I Simply need some time to see Where I wanna be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://activistchat.com/images/cry.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://activistchat.com/images/cry.jpg" width="100" height="100"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y55/evilvampire/bloodtears22.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y55/evilvampire/bloodtears22.jpg" width="300" height="400"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minXXX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113155022916149173?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113155022916149173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113155022916149173&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113155022916149173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113155022916149173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2005/11/where-i-wanna-be.html' title='&quot;Where I Wanna Be&quot;'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113147038288666261</id><published>2005-11-08T00:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T12:19:42.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Only 3 more Days!</title><content type='html'>Until my Cruise! I am so excited.  &lt;br /&gt;I depart on my cruise this Saturday with John. We can't wait! I want to be sipping on Apple Martinis at the Cayman Islands, feeling the soft, sand between my toes as I laziily lie in a cabana, overlooking the crystal clear, blue water of the Caymans.  &lt;br /&gt;We will be visiting Bob Marley's home on Mt. Zion. "( An added tour we purchased. Can you say Gonja mon? LOL)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be taking tons and tons of pictures and videos...OMG, I can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;minXXX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob Marley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://khaoulita.afrikblog.com/images/dennis_morris_bob_marley_spliff.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://khaoulita.afrikblog.com/images/dennis_morris_bob_marley_spliff.jpg" width="95" height="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cayman Islands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.wheretostay.com/prop_photos/0/859/859-2999.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://www.wheretostay.com/prop_photos/0/859/859-2999.jpg" width="275" height="175"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113147038288666261?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113147038288666261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113147038288666261&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113147038288666261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113147038288666261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2005/11/only-3-more-days.html' title='Only 3 more Days!'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113141487889379882</id><published>2005-11-07T20:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T20:56:55.956-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Raven!!</title><content type='html'>Here is Raven on his new bed and new Ball (pacifier).&lt;br /&gt;He will get his treat in a minute once I finish this post...as I sit and type he is right by my side with his big head on my thigh :)..."ok, bubba, momma gonna get u ur treat"...&lt;br /&gt;I love you Raven!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://img148.imageshack.us/img148/9735/ravenbirthday2nov7059qp.opt.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://img148.imageshack.us/img148/9735/ravenbirthday2nov7059qp.opt.jpg" width="275" height="220"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113141487889379882?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113141487889379882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113141487889379882&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113141487889379882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113141487889379882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2005/11/happy-birthday-raven.html' title='Happy Birthday Raven!!'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113138044231693413</id><published>2005-11-07T11:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T15:58:21.090-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mondays Suck Ass...</title><content type='html'>I was actually excited to start a fresh week at work today, until I sat at my desk and was bombarded with shitty emails and pissy clients.  Grrrrrr....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://coptalk.blogspot.com/uploaded_images/stress-744287.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://coptalk.blogspot.com/uploaded_images/stress-744287.jpg" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help!  *CRYING*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minXXX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***UPDATE*** I HAVE ONE MORE HOUR TO GO AND WILL RUN, NOT WALK TO MY CAR AND HEAD HOME AND SING "HAPPY BIRTHDAY" TO THE PUPPY...AWWEEE HE IS 9 YEARS OLD.  YES, I KNOW,HE IS NOT A PUPPY, BUT IN MY EYES HE IS...MOMMA LOVES DA BOY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113138044231693413?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113138044231693413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113138044231693413&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113138044231693413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113138044231693413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2005/11/mondays-suck-ass_07.html' title='Mondays Suck Ass...'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113130418597332757</id><published>2005-11-06T14:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T11:24:33.156-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Pets :)</title><content type='html'>Here are Blue and Red ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://img247.imageshack.us/img247/7113/blueandnemo66ov.opt.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://img247.imageshack.us/img247/7113/blueandnemo66ov.opt.jpg" width="290" height="195"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://img247.imageshack.us/img247/4898/blueandnemo97vo.opt.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://img247.imageshack.us/img247/4898/blueandnemo97vo.opt.jpg" width="290" height="195"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Red is in the bowl with purple crystals and Blue is in the bowl with blue crystals. Hey moley...don't think Kitty will get along with em' LOL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minXXX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS ~  Wathing the Dolphins and Falcons game. Current score: 14-10 Falcons. &lt;br /&gt;Go Dolphins!!!&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113130418597332757?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113130418597332757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113130418597332757&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113130418597332757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113130418597332757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2005/11/new-pets.html' title='New Pets :)'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113113461246498993</id><published>2005-11-04T15:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T14:14:56.436-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Star Wars: Episode 3 Revenge of the Sith...</title><content type='html'>...came out on DVD yesterday.  John went to buy it and we will watch it tonight. :)&lt;br /&gt;I saw it in the theater and it was fucking awesome!   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.freecomputerdesktopwallpaper.com/new_wallpaper/Darth_Vader_mask_Star_Wars_free_computer_desktop_wallpaper_1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://www.freecomputerdesktopwallpaper.com/new_wallpaper/Darth_Vader_mask_Star_Wars_free_computer_desktop_wallpaper_1024.jpg" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minXXX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113113461246498993?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113113461246498993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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Office</title><content type='html'>I have a ziplock bag filled with warm water between my legs to warm the f up!&lt;br /&gt;Grrrrrrrr :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minXXX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113104718675318178?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113104718675318178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113104718675318178&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113104718675318178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113104718675318178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2005/11/cold-office.html' title='Cold Office'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113102979298881722</id><published>2005-11-03T09:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T10:13:55.496-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Comforting Thoughts for My Readers</title><content type='html'>&lt;A HREF="http://img411.imageshack.us/img411/2913/dali1bi.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://img411.imageshack.us/img411/2913/dali1bi.jpg" width="100" height="100"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bless not only the road but the bump                  &lt;br /&gt;on the road.&lt;br /&gt;They are all part of a higher journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chance is always powerful.&lt;br /&gt;Let your hook be &lt;br /&gt;always cast; in the pool &lt;br /&gt;where you least expect it,&lt;br /&gt;there will be a fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams are...&lt;br /&gt;illustrations from&lt;br /&gt;the book your soul is&lt;br /&gt;writing about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Universe &lt;br /&gt;will reward you &lt;br /&gt;for taking risks&lt;br /&gt;on its behalf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The road is smooth.&lt;br /&gt;Why do you throw&lt;br /&gt;rocks before you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                        With Love,&lt;br /&gt;                                                                          minXXX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113102979298881722?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113096719775499694</id><published>2005-11-02T16:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T09:27:13.286-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Lower Back Tattoo and It's Meaning</title><content type='html'>&lt;A HREF="http://img256.imageshack.us/img256/7527/love8lc.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://img256.imageshack.us/img256/7527/love8lc.jpg" width="400" height="400"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113096719775499694?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113096719775499694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113096719775499694&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113096719775499694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113096719775499694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-lower-back-tattoo-and-its-meaning.html' title='My Lower Back Tattoo and It&apos;s Meaning'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113089760811651431</id><published>2005-11-01T21:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T12:44:48.576-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Someone has the Munchies!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;A HREF="http://img141.imageshack.us/img141/419/ravenmunchies29xt.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://img141.imageshack.us/img141/419/ravenmunchies29xt.jpg" width="300" height="190"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to take a pic!!!&lt;br /&gt;"Pretty Boy!!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113089760811651431?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113089760811651431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113089760811651431&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113089760811651431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113089760811651431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2005/11/someone-has-munchies.html' title='Someone has the Munchies!!!'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113089587765425326</id><published>2005-11-01T20:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T21:01:03.266-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just some stuff and hanging out...</title><content type='html'>&lt;A HREF="http://img77.imageshack.us/img77/4787/clintonandbush3dw.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://img77.imageshack.us/img77/4787/clintonandbush3dw.jpg" width="250" height="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://img77.imageshack.us/img77/5462/bush9zy.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://img77.imageshack.us/img77/5462/bush9zy.jpg" width="250" height="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://img143.imageshack.us/img143/4832/dude6xh.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://img143.imageshack.us/img143/4832/dude6xh.jpg" width="250" height="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://img143.imageshack.us/img143/8076/morerope5ib.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://img143.imageshack.us/img143/8076/morerope5ib.jpg" width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sipping wine and watching the Sopranos...t'was a good day for me ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minXXX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113089587765425326?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113089587765425326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113089587765425326&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113089587765425326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113089587765425326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2005/11/just-some-stuff-and-hanging-out.html' title='Just some stuff and hanging out...'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113087392367127250</id><published>2005-11-01T14:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T11:10:03.193-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Love and Strength</title><content type='html'>&lt;A HREF="http://www.mariandme.com/Catalog/AsianDesigns/AsianWords/images/I472.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://www.mariandme.com/Catalog/AsianDesigns/AsianWords/images/I472.gif" width="150" height="175"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.cumberlink.com/zzup/1999/7jun/symbol.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://www.cumberlink.com/zzup/1999/7jun/symbol.gif" width="100" height="90"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Strength&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minXXX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113087392367127250?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113087392367127250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113087392367127250&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113087392367127250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113087392367127250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2005/11/love-and-strength.html' title='Love and Strength'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113077058808084214</id><published>2005-10-31T09:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T10:05:18.043-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;A HREF="http://www.fromtheheartpostcards.com/greetingcards/pooh_halloween2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://www.fromtheheartpostcards.com/greetingcards/pooh_halloween2.jpg" width="300" height="200"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.newcelebritystudios.com/poohsrainforest/hallo-eeyroo.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://www.newcelebritystudios.com/poohsrainforest/hallo-eeyroo.gif" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://home.hetnet.nl/~renskekronkel/eten/pooh_tigger_geruild.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://home.hetnet.nl/~renskekronkel/eten/pooh_tigger_geruild.gif" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.maryholidays.com/halloween/halloween-winnie-pooh-honey-bee.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://www.maryholidays.com/halloween/halloween-winnie-pooh-honey-bee.jpg" width="200" height="275"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please be safe readers!  Love you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minXXX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113077058808084214?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113077058808084214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113077058808084214&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113077058808084214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113077058808084214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2005/10/happy-halloween.html' title='HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!!!'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113071513805578961</id><published>2005-10-30T18:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T18:36:56.180-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More Wilma Damage</title><content type='html'>&lt;A HREF="http://img492.imageshack.us/img492/697/wilma89mb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://img492.imageshack.us/img492/697/wilma89mb.jpg" width="300" height="200"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://img492.imageshack.us/img492/1623/wilma41bj.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://img492.imageshack.us/img492/1623/wilma41bj.jpg" width="300" height="200"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://img492.imageshack.us/img492/3395/wilma106ow.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://img492.imageshack.us/img492/3395/wilma106ow.jpg" width="300" height="200"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://img492.imageshack.us/img492/4594/wilmadamage2bs.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://img492.imageshack.us/img492/4594/wilmadamage2bs.jpg" width="300" height="200"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://img492.imageshack.us/img492/9625/wilma58lw.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://img492.imageshack.us/img492/9625/wilma58lw.jpg" width="300" height="200"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://img492.imageshack.us/img492/605/wilma126ym.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://img492.imageshack.us/img492/605/wilma126ym.jpg" width="300" height="200"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just thankful that my family and friends are ok and although our homes may need a bit of work and our front yards some cleaning...we are alive and we have homes and vehicles. :)&lt;br /&gt;Yes it has been very stressful for all of us here in South Florida, but know we will be going back to normal soon.  Hot coffee and a warm meal felt like heaven!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minXXX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113071513805578961?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113071513805578961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113071513805578961&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113071513805578961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113071513805578961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2005/10/more-wilma-damage.html' title='More Wilma Damage'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113051168967809162</id><published>2005-10-28T10:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T18:41:44.743-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Puppy Rotti</title><content type='html'>&lt;A HREF="http://img492.imageshack.us/img492/1255/raven18iw.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://img492.imageshack.us/img492/1255/raven18iw.jpg" width="300" height="200"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://img492.imageshack.us/img492/5793/raven109fh.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://img492.imageshack.us/img492/5793/raven109fh.jpg" width="300" height="200"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://img492.imageshack.us/img492/7941/raven128hh.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://img492.imageshack.us/img492/7941/raven128hh.jpg" width="300" height="200"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this pup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"He's da pretty boy, yes he is!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minXXX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113051168967809162?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113051168967809162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113051168967809162&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113051168967809162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113051168967809162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-puppy-rotti.html' title='My Puppy Rotti'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113050903349224645</id><published>2005-10-28T09:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T10:42:51.576-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wilma Aftermath</title><content type='html'>I will post more once I get my pics uploaded...Laptop is charging at home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://img475.imageshack.us/img475/849/33up.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://img475.imageshack.us/img475/849/33up.jpg" width="300" height="200"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://img475.imageshack.us/img475/4418/26ok.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://img475.imageshack.us/img475/4418/26ok.jpg" width="300" height="200"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://img475.imageshack.us/img475/7264/19tx.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://img475.imageshack.us/img475/7264/19tx.jpg" width="300" height="200"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The town house. :(&lt;br /&gt;More pics coming soon...&lt;br /&gt;minXXX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113050903349224645?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113050903349224645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113050903349224645&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113050903349224645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113050903349224645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2005/10/wilma-aftermath.html' title='Wilma Aftermath'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113042076988369115</id><published>2005-10-27T08:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T10:03:03.973-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cherishing You</title><content type='html'>&lt;A HREF="http://img396.imageshack.us/img396/6219/cherish9yx.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://img396.imageshack.us/img396/6219/cherish9yx.jpg" width="100" height="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people, in seeking out love, tend to look outward rather than inward. Yet falling in love with yourself can be just as wonderful an experience as falling in love with someone else. While the idea of falling in love with ourselves may be perceived as conceited or selfish, choosing to fall in love with who you are is a powerful act of self-love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you fall in love with yourself, you can't help but experience a wonderful sense of discovery. You begin to look at yourself again through fresh eyes, becoming more attentive to the little details that make you so unique. Once you discover how much there is about you to fall in love with, you can't help but want to treat yourself as lovingly and respectfully as you would treat anyone who is special to you. You start to give to yourself more because you become more attentive to your own needs and desires. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choosing to fall in love with yourself is a very personal process that takes time. There is no magic wand you can wave to make this just happen. But there is the magic of your intention and the power of your actions, whether you are taking the time to do the activities you like, speaking to and treating yourself with respect, taking inventory of all your wonderful qualities and accomplishments, or nurturing yourself with plenty of rest and self-care. When you fall in love with yourself, you begin to see yourself more positively, appreciate your unique outlook on life, and treat yourself in a more nurturing way. In loving yourself, you are acknowledging that you are special and deserving of love. Best of all, you are giving yourself one of the greatest gifts you have to give another. You are giving yourself the gift of your love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minXXX ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS~ B, thinking of you when posting this :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113042076988369115?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113042076988369115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113042076988369115&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113042076988369115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113042076988369115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2005/10/cherishing-you.html' title='Cherishing You'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113033709485775216</id><published>2005-10-26T09:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T09:43:28.403-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back</title><content type='html'>I will be posting some shots of Hurricane Wilma's Aftermath soon.  Just settling in work and yes, work has power, but our homes still don't...Go Figure.  My patience and frustration are up to it's limit.&lt;br /&gt;To whom ever wants to see some live Footage of the Storm, give me your emails and I will email them. Or you can email me at:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pitufina_79@yahoo.com &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for caring guys....you are the best.&lt;br /&gt;minXXX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113033709485775216?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113033709485775216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113033709485775216&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113033709485775216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113033709485775216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2005/10/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9112161.post-113012295232865523</id><published>2005-10-23T22:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T22:11:40.246-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurricane Wilma 10:53 Update</title><content type='html'>I am not going to lie, but I am nervous about this Hurricane.  I will try and take pictures of Wilma.  Praying for my family and friends.  &lt;br /&gt;minXXX...off for a drink and a smoke...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://img442.imageshack.us/img442/1393/hurricanewilma1hs.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://img442.imageshack.us/img442/1393/hurricanewilma1hs.jpg" width="150" height="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://img413.imageshack.us/img413/5416/hurricanewilma29kt.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://img413.imageshack.us/img413/5416/hurricanewilma29kt.jpg" width="150" height="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://img413.imageshack.us/img413/4580/hurricanewilma36ln.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://img283.imageshack.us/img283/5316/wilma7hv.jpg" width="150" height="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://img283.imageshack.us/img283/5316/wilma7hv.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://img413.imageshack.us/img413/4580/hurricanewilma36ln.jpg" width="150" height="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://img413.imageshack.us/img413/9572/hurricanewilma40iu.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://img413.imageshack.us/img413/9572/hurricanewilma40iu.jpg" width="150" height="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nbc6.net/weather/5145271/detail.html"&gt;nbc6.net&lt;/a&gt; &lt;-----Click to read more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9112161-113012295232865523?l=littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/feeds/113012295232865523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9112161&amp;postID=113012295232865523&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113012295232865523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9112161/posts/default/113012295232865523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littleredheadgirlnamedpebbles79.blogspot.com/2005/10/hurricane-wilma-1053-update.html' title='Hurricane Wilma 10:53 Update'/><author><name>minXXX</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
