<?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-4388420260436204539</id><updated>2011-07-30T09:48:35.896-07:00</updated><category term='classics'/><category term='grandam bonnie'/><category term='mood'/><category term='sad'/><category term='pics of the house'/><category term='challenge'/><category term='blog award'/><category term='venting'/><category term='useful info'/><category term='funny'/><category term='advice.'/><category term='Bridget'/><category term='beach'/><category term='loss'/><category term='Dad'/><category term='eating out'/><category term='christmas'/><category term='winter'/><category term='low'/><category term='hair products'/><category term='lazy'/><category term='summer'/><category term='emotion'/><category term='family'/><category term='canning'/><category term='floida vacation'/><category term='new year'/><category term='100th post'/><category term='snow day 2010'/><category term='small town.'/><category term='sick still'/><category term='grateful'/><category term='highschool'/><category term='work'/><category term='sister'/><category term='navy'/><category term='rant'/><category term='rainy day'/><category term='friends'/><category term='lame'/><category term='florida vaction day 2'/><category term='weather'/><category term='eric'/><category term='halloween'/><category term='reading'/><category term='pet peeves'/><category term='me'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='stress'/><category term='rachel'/><category term='camera'/><category term='brother'/><category term='random'/><category term='frustrated'/><category term='rants'/><category term='happy'/><category term='weekend'/><category term='valentines day'/><category term='Vacation'/><category term='blog'/><category term='decisions'/><category term='angry'/><category term='4th of July'/><category term='florida vacation day 3'/><category term='tradition'/><category term='proud'/><category term='morgan'/><category term='blogger'/><category term='respect'/><category term='giveaway'/><category term='blogging block'/><category term='stay cation'/><category term='house'/><category term='dressing up.'/><category term='quotes'/><category term='sick'/><category term='love'/><category term='questions'/><category term='painting'/><category term='appreciation'/><title type='text'>Always an Adventure</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>107</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-5050046820736956380</id><published>2011-02-01T06:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T13:18:50.147-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><title type='text'>Our Ice Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Living in Illinois you never know what kind of weather you may get. Currently we are getting a pretty bad ice/snow storm. We have a little bit of ice and now its sleeting and we are supposed to get snow soon. Fortunately we still have power so I am actually enjoying not having to leave the house and not feeling to guilty for eating and being lazy. Eric on the other hand is having a little cabin fever already and left to get get us fountain sodas at the gas station. So far today I've read, snacked, read, watched tv, facebook and now blogging a little. Really couldn't have asked for a better "ice day" as Eric is calling it. Hope everyone stays safe, and warm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-5050046820736956380?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/5050046820736956380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2011/02/our-ice-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/5050046820736956380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/5050046820736956380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2011/02/our-ice-day.html' title='Our Ice Day'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-3843996425677558401</id><published>2011-01-30T07:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T07:14:49.541-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eric'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eating out'/><title type='text'>Can we stop eating out?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Last night as Eric and I were eating out for the second time in one day I asked him, "do you think we could go a whole 7 days with out eating out?" I honestly do not think we could last. He would have to eat out when he's out of town for work and I thought I could give my self lunch with the girls on Wednesday but other than that no eating out together. No McDonald's breakfast, no picking up something for supper on the way home, two guilty pleasures I do a few times a week. We haven't decided if we are going to attempt this challenge because we both hate to loose. I know to some people this seems crazy to not be able to go one week with out eating out but for us it would be a real challenge. It would be good for my waistline and our wallet so tonight when Eric gets off work I guess we will decide if we are going to take on this challenge, I'll keep you posted!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-3843996425677558401?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/3843996425677558401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2011/01/can-we-stop-eating-out.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/3843996425677558401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/3843996425677558401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2011/01/can-we-stop-eating-out.html' title='Can we stop eating out?'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-4962297154819067537</id><published>2011-01-30T06:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T07:06:01.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from Blogging vacaction???</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Where does the time go? I had no idea I hadn't blogged in so long. I know it had been awhile but 9 months, Wow! I am surprised I have any followers left. Thanks for sticking around&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; I have no real reason for not blogging, to much tv or I don't know I guess not enough brain power to sit down and actually write something. The other day at lunch with the girls at work we started talking about journalling and it got me to thinking about how much I enjoyed blogging so I thought I'd give it another shot. So here goes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-4962297154819067537?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/4962297154819067537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2011/01/back-from-blogging-vacaction.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/4962297154819067537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/4962297154819067537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2011/01/back-from-blogging-vacaction.html' title='Back from Blogging vacaction???'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-7663474675938383027</id><published>2010-04-21T18:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T07:48:47.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation Day 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Bridget_19" align="right" src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today was our final day at the beach. It was actually the best weather day we've had so far. Our day started like the previous one, coffee and breakfast on our balcony. After that we went to Sea Breeze Winery. It was a little early for wine tasting but we wanted to get to the beach asap! We sampled some really good wines and then made our purchases and we were on our way. We literally could not wait to get to the beach and soak up the sun! It was so nice just relaxing, reading a book and drinking some Coronas. I felt like we could have been in a Corona &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;commercial&lt;/span&gt;. Even though we've been here before we &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;weren't&lt;/span&gt; able to get into the ocean because it was to cold but not this time! It was cold but not &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;unbearable&lt;/span&gt;. It was pretty cool actually being out in something that big and powerful. Eric said he wished he would have gotten to see some fish, I on the other hand was pleased with the lack of wild life.  After a few hours at the beach we made our way to the condo pool and sat there for awhile also. All and all it was a really great last day because we just chilled out all day. I am ready to get back home but will miss the beach on ocean!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-7663474675938383027?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/7663474675938383027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2010/04/vacation-day-4.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/7663474675938383027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/7663474675938383027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2010/04/vacation-day-4.html' title='Vacation Day 4'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-806985125147388024</id><published>2010-04-20T20:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T07:48:29.218-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='florida vacation day 3'/><title type='text'>Vacation Day 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Day 3 has definitely been my favorite day so far!  We woke up and had coffee and breakfast on our balcony over-looking the beach. I would love for each of my days off to start like that at home. I love just sitting and sipping my coffee and relaxing. After breakfast we decided to take a walk on the beach. We picked up a few shells and then decided to take it easy for a little bit in some lounge chairs. The best and most exciting thing we did today was rented jet ski's for dolphin and Shell Island tour. It was so cool, I cant even come up with words. To be in the Gulf of Mexico on a jet ski is like nothing I've ever done. We seen dolphins that would swim up by you, it was amazing!!! Shell Island is totally reserved so there is nothing on it but wild life and tons of Shells. It was beautiful! I cant believe we actually missed it last time we were here. I'm telling you we both LOVED it!!!! After our tour we came back to the condo and cleaned up and went to Pier Park again. I really like it there, its fun just to walk up and down the streets. We ended up at Margaritaville again and had "loaded LandSharks". What is that you ask well I'll tell you....Its a landshark beer with a shot of tequila in it with a lime! It was yummy!!! Our night ended with a nice soothing dip in the hot tub.  We had a great day today and hopefully tomorrow will be as great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Bridget_19" align="right" src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-806985125147388024?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/806985125147388024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2010/04/vacation-day-3.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/806985125147388024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/806985125147388024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2010/04/vacation-day-3.html' title='Vacation Day 3'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-4771435989038231319</id><published>2010-04-19T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T07:47:39.870-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='florida vaction day 2'/><title type='text'>Vacaction Day 2</title><content type='html'>Day 2 Vacation to Panama City Beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a really good nights sleep at the Country Inn and Suites in Dothan, Alabama we hit the road to Panama City! We stopped at the Florida state line and got some tourist information so we could start planning our day. When we arrived in Panama our condo wasn't ready yet so we decided to get some lunch at Sharkys Bar and Grill. We were able to sit outside and eat so that was really nice. My only problem is I HATE birds and even though they did not come to close they were close enough. After we were stuffed we headed to Pier Park to do some shopping! We got a few souvenirs and I got a henna tattoo! Haha, yep I sure did! I know I'm 27 years old but I don't care, I thought I could try it on for size and see if I would like a real one! We got lost a couple of times looking for stuff but not really that big of deal. When our room was finally ready we checked in and of course hit the beach. We were able to relax for a little bit and enjoy the ocean. Before we knew it, it was time to eat again!! We ate at Jimmy Buffets Margaritaville! It was a really cool atmosphere and the food was great!!! Before we came back to the condo we forgot we needed something at Wal Mart so we thought we'd stop and pick up one little thing(coffee filters;very important), however I noticed they had a whole big section of souvenirs things!!! Who knew you could buy souvenirs at Wal Mart!!!??? Anyway our $2 coffee filters turned into $45 just like that! After a full day we were ready to get back to the condo and just relax with our Corona's and that's just what we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it would be fun if Eric guest posted on my blog about his version of our vacation. We did something like this on our honeymoon and it was really funny! So heres Erics version....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a really long drive down here but now that we are in our condo it is well worth it and relaxing. I think the Pier Park mall sucked. The girls on stilts at Margaritaville were different and we ordered way to much food and I couldnt even eat everything I ordered and that never happens. I also should have bought one of the expensive blenders they had there. Thats all I have to say about that I am looking forward to the things we are going to do the next few days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-4771435989038231319?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/4771435989038231319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2010/04/vacaction-day-2.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/4771435989038231319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/4771435989038231319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2010/04/vacaction-day-2.html' title='Vacaction Day 2'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-3931964364822994368</id><published>2010-04-18T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T07:46:58.191-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='floida vacation'/><title type='text'>Vacation Day 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Day 1 of our trip to Panama City Beach. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We left bright and early at 9:50a.m. LOL. Thats a joke I know its not that early but we didnt want to rush around to get on the road. Mom came over and we briefed her on her house watching duties. Actually it was more Eric telling her that his lawn mower and jeep were off limits. (he doesnt like her driving). It was pretty much a very LONG day of driving, we litterally drove 11 hours with frequent bathroom breaks becasue I have the worldest smallest bladder.We stopped in Dothan, Alabama which is about 90 miles from Panama. We are staying at a Country Inns and Suits. Its very clean and cozy so hopefully we will get a good nights sleep before we hit the beach tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Bridget_19" align="right" src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-3931964364822994368?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/3931964364822994368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2010/04/vacation-day-1.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/3931964364822994368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/3931964364822994368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2010/04/vacation-day-1.html' title='Vacation Day 1'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-7725619078454002784</id><published>2010-03-19T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T20:17:13.301-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100th post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pics of the house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='questions'/><title type='text'>Questions Answered.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thank you all for participating in my 100th post questions! Okay so here we go....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;That's Sassy ask..."What are your must see TV shows?" Well, I have a few...Grey's Anatomy, Private Practice are my two favorites but I must say I am a tv junkie so I DVR..Cougar Town, Modern Family, 90120, Desperate Housewives, Brothers and Sisters and when its on Bachelor or Bachelorette. Wow, I really watch a lot of shows, I dont think I have ever really listed them like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;Crazy Shenanigans ask.."Where is one place you would like to live?" I actually love living where I am close to my family but I've always thought it would be fun to live in the city, like New York, San Francisco some place totally different than what Im used to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;Watching Airplanes ask.."What is your favorite thing to do at work?" My all time favorite thing to do is color! Its fun making changes to peoples styles and looks all with a little bit of color. I like change and color is something that you can change fairly frequently as long as you take care of the hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;Sugar Sweet Thoughts.."What does the inside of your house look like" She requested pics so here ya go. Im going to warn you my house wasnt that clean but I've put off taking the pics long enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/S6Q9UHiWYrI/AAAAAAAAAIc/vc28JVm7X6U/s1600-h/080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/S6Q9UHiWYrI/AAAAAAAAAIc/vc28JVm7X6U/s320/080.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450548864854942386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/S6Q9TTox8HI/AAAAAAAAAIU/y6qlFkIlbfQ/s1600-h/079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/S6Q9TTox8HI/AAAAAAAAAIU/y6qlFkIlbfQ/s320/079.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450548850923270258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/S6Q7Tu1QR6I/AAAAAAAAAIM/qX6jBp_nWrU/s1600-h/078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/S6Q7Tu1QR6I/AAAAAAAAAIM/qX6jBp_nWrU/s320/078.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450546659200092066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/S6Q7TYG_oQI/AAAAAAAAAIE/VJEnDDjVwCM/s1600-h/077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/S6Q7TYG_oQI/AAAAAAAAAIE/VJEnDDjVwCM/s320/077.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450546653100482818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/S6Q7Sre4qUI/AAAAAAAAAH8/z6iL_JKvh2E/s1600-h/076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/S6Q7Sre4qUI/AAAAAAAAAH8/z6iL_JKvh2E/s320/076.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450546641121093954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/S6Q7SF3AYmI/AAAAAAAAAH0/0bBvI4IRebc/s1600-h/075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/S6Q7SF3AYmI/AAAAAAAAAH0/0bBvI4IRebc/s320/075.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450546631021716066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/S6Q7RZddi-I/AAAAAAAAAHs/WQCP37EweXU/s1600-h/074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/S6Q7RZddi-I/AAAAAAAAAHs/WQCP37EweXU/s320/074.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450546619103415266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" border="0" alt="Bridget_19" align="right" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-7725619078454002784?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/7725619078454002784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2010/03/questions-answered.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/7725619078454002784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/7725619078454002784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2010/03/questions-answered.html' title='Questions Answered.'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/S6Q9UHiWYrI/AAAAAAAAAIc/vc28JVm7X6U/s72-c/080.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-5290218656273136125</id><published>2010-03-16T19:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T19:32:28.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So Sorry..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;Thank you guys for all the questions! I promise I will get to them soon, it has just been so busy. In the meantime Christina if you're interested in a give-away check out the The French Quarters facebook, theres a little give-away on there!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" border="0" alt="Bridget_19" align="right" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-5290218656273136125?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/5290218656273136125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2010/03/so-sorry.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/5290218656273136125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/5290218656273136125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2010/03/so-sorry.html' title='So Sorry..'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-1129021556910048224</id><published>2010-03-08T20:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T20:08:19.792-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100th post'/><title type='text'>MY 100th Post!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I cant believe it's already my 100th post!!! I had really planned on doing something really cool for this occasion but I sort of didn't plan well. So Im going to take advice from a fellow blogger and let you guys ask me anything and I will honestly answer them....So all you have to do is comment a question and I will answer them:) Thanks for participating!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" border="0" alt="Bridget_19" align="right" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-1129021556910048224?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/1129021556910048224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-100th-post.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/1129021556910048224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/1129021556910048224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-100th-post.html' title='MY 100th Post!!!'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-2790123671920480241</id><published>2010-03-05T19:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T19:59:32.747-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='appreciation'/><title type='text'>THANK YOU!</title><content type='html'>A big thank you for all the blogger love. It means a lot to me to have all the comments of support concerning my last post. The fact that people, some that I have never meet have taken time to not only read my blog but to comment such words of support. Its very appreciated. As with every stressful situation each day looks a little brighter. Thanks again for the prayers and support.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-2790123671920480241?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/2790123671920480241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2010/03/thank-you.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/2790123671920480241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/2790123671920480241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2010/03/thank-you.html' title='THANK YOU!'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-5053236323835943188</id><published>2010-03-02T19:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T20:49:47.886-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><title type='text'>Quote of the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My friend at &lt;a href="http://christinagblogspot.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sugar Sweet Thoughts&lt;/a&gt; used to do a quote of the day and I always loved it, so in lue of my week I am going to bring it back this week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family:georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Faith makes things possible, not easy.  ~Author Unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" border="0" alt="Bridget_19" align="right" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-5053236323835943188?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/5053236323835943188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2010/03/quote-of-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/5053236323835943188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/5053236323835943188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2010/03/quote-of-day.html' title='Quote of the day'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-785916723107066664</id><published>2010-03-02T19:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T19:28:39.627-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Its time for a change</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Its only Tuesday and its been a rough week. I cant really go into the details out of respect to all the people involved. All I can say is since Sunday I have had to dig deep for strength, faith, and hope. I have had to try very hard to not let stress overcome my life. I have had to come to terms with the fact that I cant fix everything and to not beat myself up for only doing what I can do. Without my sister and husband I don't know how I would handle stressful things. I apologize for the vagueness but when the time is right I may be able to write more. The truth is that everyone is okay and I know each day will get better. I believe that God will only put on you what you can handle so with faith, prayer, and time this thing that seems like a huge crater in the road will merely be a small bump.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" border="0" alt="Bridget_19" align="right" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-785916723107066664?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/785916723107066664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-time-for-change.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/785916723107066664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/785916723107066664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-time-for-change.html' title='Its time for a change'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-8661957459861035035</id><published>2010-02-13T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T08:21:52.156-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='valentines day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eric'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Its the small things in life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Its the small things in life that make me happy. I know Valentines Day is coming up and last year I posted how overrated I thought it was and I still believe the same way. However instead of writing about that again this year I thought instead I would write about the small things my honey does to show he loves me. See I think we shouldn't just wait until a holiday dedicated to love to show our love for the people who mean so much to us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;I love when Eric &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;fills my car up with gas because he knows I hate it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;helps me pack my lunch when I am running late in the morning, which is alot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;unloads the dishwasher even when I didn't ask him to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;eats Mexican food even though he is truly sick of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;changes his clothes 4 times in one day and leaves them on the chest at the end of the bed. I actually don't love that but it makes me laugh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;knows Im having a bad day and just hugs me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;understands how much my family means to me so loves their craziness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;Just a few little things that I love that Eric does for me that sometimes I overlook. I hope everyone enjoys their Valentines Day but also make sure you tell the people you love that you love them everyday not just Feb. 14th. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" border="0" alt="Bridget_19" align="right" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-8661957459861035035?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/8661957459861035035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-small-things-in-life.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/8661957459861035035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/8661957459861035035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-small-things-in-life.html' title='Its the small things in life.'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-1296905721115946398</id><published>2010-02-06T18:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T19:04:57.150-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;Friends are one of the greatest gifts we can be given. They make us smile when we are sad or let us vent when we need to get something off our chest. I am so grateful to have good friends. The truth is there are many different types of friends. There are the friends that you've had so long you don't remember a time when you weren't friends. Some friends you can pick right up with even if it's been months since you've actually talked. Then there's the friends that you have a connection with that regardless of the time and distance it always seems to be there. Living in a small town I feel like I have a lot of friends I dont see often but know they would be there if need be.  It's a great feeling to know that there will be people there for you if you fall or that will be there to help you celebrate the good things in life. Friends love you for who you are and dont give a second thought to your flaws, or short comings. They are the best to laugh with, cry with, and talk with. They give you perspective, support, love, encouragement and sometimes criticism. I have been blessed to have many friends and even more blessed that I married my best one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" border="0" alt="Bridget_19" align="right" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-1296905721115946398?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/1296905721115946398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2010/02/friends.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/1296905721115946398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/1296905721115946398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2010/02/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-6206356606568824152</id><published>2010-01-31T15:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T15:39:15.660-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eric'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>Eric new obsession</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;I dont know if any of you have ever seen the NBC show Heros but it has taken over my husband. He started watching it on Netflix on a late night when he couldn't sleep and since then almost every hour of his time when he's not working or sleeping he is watching it. His schedule is weird so he usually has a few days off in a row throughout the week so it gives him ample time to watch 3 1/2 seasons in a short period of time. Sadly I have gotten into the season also but not to the level he is. Last night we were out and several times he would say things to reference to the show. Now let me remind you that this is a sci-fi show about people with special abilities so it was funny that he was making up stuff while we were out about people saying what their "ability" was. Even going as far as doing certain mannerisms like the villain in the series. I couldn't stop laughing nor could I stop going along with it because it was so funny. I think Eric is as crazy about Heros as I was about the Twilight Book series so I just have to laugh because he's never gotten caught up on something like this. We will see how the love affair continues since now he can only watch one episode a week now like all the other Hero lovers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" border="0" alt="Bridget_19" align="right" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-6206356606568824152?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/6206356606568824152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2010/01/eric-new-obsession.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/6206356606568824152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/6206356606568824152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2010/01/eric-new-obsession.html' title='Eric new obsession'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-4019853185720008648</id><published>2010-01-15T18:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T18:40:23.475-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frustrated'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lame'/><title type='text'>Am I lame???</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Is it lame that for 2 Fridays in a row Eric has had to work and I have done NOTHING????!!!! It's not for a lack of invites but the lack of desire to do anything. Last Friday I laid down with Eric for a nap before he went to work and then fell asleep and instead of getting up when he left just stayed in bed till the next morning! Now tonight I am reading blogs and such which isn't lame in the least but I feel like I should be out being social with my friends. Even as I'm writing this Im frustrated with myself that I cant muster up the energy or desire to go out. I guess there's nothing I can do about it just hope it passes before to long or my friends may think Im becoming a hermit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" border="0" alt="Bridget_19" align="right" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-4019853185720008648?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/4019853185720008648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2010/01/am-i-lame.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/4019853185720008648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/4019853185720008648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2010/01/am-i-lame.html' title='Am I lame???'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-2379238988029472685</id><published>2010-01-13T19:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T20:03:32.291-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>This and That</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have a bunch of jumbled stuff in my head that I am trying to sort through. Its like my brain is on overload and I cant get it to come out in writing correctly. Its not necessarily stressful stuff but just stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;For instance I am watching Jay Leno thinking why is Heidi Klum so pretty and she seems funny and nice. I have to say thats just not fair! Also with all the drama with Jay Leno, Conan Obrien and who will get the late night spot after the news. I myself haven't watched Conan since he took over the late show and find it hard to watch Jay at 9 because there's so many other shows on at that time. Such the dilemma....I guess we will have to wait and see what NBC decides. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;I know I need to post pictures of my new sofa, which we love by the way! I knew I would like it I was unaware Eric would love it so much. Every-time we are on the sofa watching TV, he's like I love this thing, it makes me laugh. Speaking of laughing Eric and I have this constant battle with me turning off the lights when I leave a room. You would think I was 5 years old or something. Eric is constantly saying, "Are you going back in there?" Its horrible Im like babe Im sorry Im all for saving energy but I just cant seem to remember. So now when he ask me I start laughing and hang my head and go back to the bathroom, bedroom, closet, kitchen, laundry room and shamelessly turn them off. At a wedding we were at in December they had a little sign above the light switch that said "please turn off light." I ran and got Eric and was like we really need these! Anyway, moving on.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;Eric by fluke one night couldn't sleep and started watching Hero's on Netflix with his computer. He became obsessed with watching them until like 2a.m. I would wake up and he would have his ipod ear buds in with his little laptop just sitting there all into these shows. I was like I cant believe you like watching them like that, his new laptop is only 10 inches but he said wearing the ear buds made it seem like surround sound so that made up for it. I thought he was crazy but now Im am totally into them now and we are about to start on Season 3! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;I colored my hair darker this week and its taking me awhile to adjust. I typically take to a new hair color very quickly but not this time for some reason. I guess I should post a picture of my new hair- do also, I need to make a list of things I want to do on my blog. Oh, and I am only a few post away from 100 and thinking about doing something fun....but what??? Any ideas would be great!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" border="0" alt="Bridget_19" align="right" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-2379238988029472685?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/2379238988029472685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2010/01/this-and-that.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/2379238988029472685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/2379238988029472685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2010/01/this-and-that.html' title='This and That'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-5673942233747229535</id><published>2010-01-07T13:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T13:54:03.054-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow day 2010'/><title type='text'>My Snow Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, serif;color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;It's the time of the year when you get lucky and get a snow day!! I had to go to work for just a little bit this morning but I really should have stayed home because the roads were slick. I made it home safely however and have been enjoying my unexpected day off. I have made cookies, washed the sheets in the spare bedroom, played on facebook, put supper in the crock pot and now Im just waiting for Eric to get home. I am thinking he is probably going to want to take the jeep out and play in the snow but its so cold, I am not sure Im up for that. For now Im going to make another pot of coffee and snuggle up on the sofa. Enjoy the snow everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" border="0" alt="Bridget_19" align="right" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-5673942233747229535?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/5673942233747229535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-snow-day.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/5673942233747229535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/5673942233747229535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-snow-day.html' title='My Snow Day'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-5857556005737107505</id><published>2010-01-01T08:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T09:05:41.864-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new year'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>My first post for the New Year.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, serif; "&gt;Its been so busy with the Holidays so here's a run down of whats been going on and things on my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;We had a great Christmas but I don't feel like getting into all the details, call me lazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;I have had my blog almost one year and I am so glad my friend talked me into doing this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;Speaking of that, Christina if you are reading this I think I would like a new blog look for 2010. I'm thinking, browns, maybe some teal blue, go crazy you know me and I trust you. No rush I know you are a very busy girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, serif; "&gt;I had a nice low key New Year but didn't get my New Year's Eve kiss because my hubby had to work:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;We got our new sofa and I love it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;I need to really deep clean my house for the new year but I know I'll keep putting it off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;Eric is addicted to Heros that his has been watching on Netflix, via his computer. He uses head phones to listen to it and says it makes him feel like he has surround sound, I just laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;This is my 90th post so I need to decide if I'm going to do something fun for my 100th one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;I don't make New Years resolutions but I need to think about being a better saver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;On that note I wish everyone a very happy and healthy 2010.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" border="0" alt="Bridget_19" align="right" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-5857556005737107505?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/5857556005737107505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-first-post-for-new-year.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/5857556005737107505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/5857556005737107505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-first-post-for-new-year.html' title='My first post for the New Year.'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-6029102215644962735</id><published>2009-12-27T21:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T21:33:14.888-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='advice.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decisions'/><title type='text'>Decisions, Decisions.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;Eric and I are in the market for a new sofa. The sofa we currently have is starting to look pretty worn and the cushions are starting to break down to the point that I have towels folded up under neath them to help out. At your first glance you wouldn't notice the wear and tear but if you seen it everyday you would definitely notice. Anyway we found a beautiful Natuzzi red leather sofa at a local furniture store and now we need to decide if it is the one we want and if its worth the money. We really like it but neither of us want to be the one that says "yes" lets get it. I've talked to a few friends that have Natuzzi and they say its worth the money. So to my blogger friends if you have any advice on this subject please let me know. Thanks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" border="0" alt="Bridget_19" align="right" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-6029102215644962735?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/6029102215644962735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/12/decisions-decisions.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/6029102215644962735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/6029102215644962735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/12/decisions-decisions.html' title='Decisions, Decisions.....'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-137099611185157433</id><published>2009-12-23T20:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T21:28:55.363-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>Its almost Christmas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, serif;color:#CC0000;"&gt;Yep its almost Christmas and I am so excited!!! Christmas Eve will be here in just a few hours and then the family togetherness starts. Tomorrow evening my Dad, Step-Mom,  Brother, and Sister will come to the house and we will have dinner and then open gifts. My Brother n law most of the time doesn't make it because he has to work and we never know if Eric will be there or not. It usually stays pretty low key. Eric and I get up Christmas morning and open gifts together when we can but we never know what his schedule will be like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, serif;color:#CC0000;"&gt;The CRAZY Christmas doesn't happen until we go to my Mom's parents at noon on Christmas day. We pack 20 to 25 people in my Grandparents fairly small house and let the fun begin. Somehow we all manage to find a place to sit and eat. Imagine being in a busy restaurant with people being very loud, and some being rude all asking for 5 different things at once, well that's what its like. You get to a point where you cant hear yourself think. Its a little more than my Sister likes to deal with but I love it. I wouldn't have it any other way. After we eat we all cram into the living room for our dirty Santa gift exchange. That gets pretty hilarious to because we all end up fighting over a 6 pack a beer or lottery tickets....really redneck I know. Eventually that game ends  and then we spend the rest of the day laughing and drinking and playing games in-which my little cousin wins every-time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, serif;color:#CC0000;"&gt;Later that day we will head to Eric's Grandmas where they will play cards into the wee hours of the night if possible. They like to play pretty serious so I usually try to hang back for a little bit and visit before I play. They don't really appreciate it when you are playing a game and trying to visit. They don't mean any harm by it, its just how they play. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, serif;color:#CC0000;"&gt;As I wrap this blog post up we are 30 minutes before its officially Christmas Eve and I cant wait to spend time with my families. Even though we can be pretty dysfunctional it makes me who I am and lets face it will make for some good blog post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, serif;color:#CC0000;"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" border="0" alt="Bridget_19" align="right" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-137099611185157433?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/137099611185157433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-almost-christmas.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/137099611185157433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/137099611185157433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-almost-christmas.html' title='Its almost Christmas...'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-8863660138995881953</id><published>2009-12-22T13:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T13:52:42.869-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>This and that</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Bridget_19" src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" align="right" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;The other day at work Maria and I were talking about how we have been doing hair almost ten years. It seems crazy that I have been doing anything for that long but I have. We started talking about clients we have had in the past and our current ones and then inevitably started talking about the clients who we don't see anymore. Some people constantly shop hop so its not unusual to see them a few months in row and then not see them for a few, that happens and you don't think much of it. The ones you do think about are the ones that came to you for years and you felt like everything was going well and then all of a sudden they cancel their next appointment and then you don't see them again. We joked that it almost feels like getting broke up with. The thing is there could be a million reasons they aren't coming to you but you always wonder. Did I say something to offend them, were they completely unhappy with their hair? What did I do? I realize that people don't need to tell their hair stylist why they left them but it does leave some of us wondering what we could do to improve. I am a huge people pleas er so it has been a work in progress to not dwell on why people stop coming to me as their stylist. Anyway just a little of this and that in the mind of a hairdresser. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-8863660138995881953?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/8863660138995881953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/12/this-and-that.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/8863660138995881953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/8863660138995881953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/12/this-and-that.html' title='This and that'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-1733300817555087439</id><published>2009-12-19T20:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T21:05:08.956-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>Im like a kid......I LOVE CHRISTMAS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;There is no denying it, I love Christmas! I love everything about it. I love the hustle and bustle, the decorations, the parties, all the lights and obviously celebrating the whole reason for this Holiday. Since I can remember Christmas has been a happy time. A time that even if things weren't  going great they began to look up at Christmas. If family members  were fighting or what have you that put that all to the side for the Christmas Season. The other night Eric and I were reminiscing about Christmas memories and it made me feel so warm inside, like I was smiling from the inside out. I am not ewwy and gooey about many things but Christmas I am. If I could afford it my house would be so decorated it would belong at the North Pole. I am big on Christmas traditions and try my hardest to keep them as long as I can. Christmas Eve has always been spent with my Dad and his side of the family. We used to do it at my Grandparents but since they have both passed we now do it at my house.  Being at my Grandma Bonnies for Christmas is some of the fondest memories I have. We would arrive at Grandmas early and start getting ready for the celebration later that night. We would make cookies and practice for our "Annual Christmas Concert." I am not exaggerating to say that I was 19 years old when this tradition stopped. At that time a few of the younger cousins had taken over most of it but us 4 older ones still played a part. Christmas morning we would open presents with Mom and then head to our other Grandparents house and wait for the madness to begin. It was a whole different story at this grandparents. We didnt put on a concert or bake cookies but still have great memories of all of my cousins and I  playing with our toys and when the weather was right sledding. We had a gift exchange each year and we are such a big family it  really was madness when we all started opening gifts.  Now so many traditions have ceased or changed in some ways but the feeling I get at Christmas remains the same. It makes me feel more thankful for all my blessings, and there is nothing better than remembering back to past Christmas's when I was a child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" border="0" alt="Bridget_19" align="right" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-1733300817555087439?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/1733300817555087439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-like-kidi-love-christmas.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/1733300817555087439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/1733300817555087439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-like-kidi-love-christmas.html' title='Im like a kid......I LOVE CHRISTMAS!'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-7816129866732735696</id><published>2009-12-19T20:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T20:31:07.435-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>Christmas List</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(93, 73, 67); "&gt;I got this from Steph at &lt;a href="http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/"&gt;Watching Airplanes&lt;/a&gt;.  If you wanna play, copy and paste these questions into your own blog post.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(93, 73, 67); "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Have you started your Christmas shopping?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Yes. I will be finishing up tomorrow or that is the plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Tell me about one of your special traditions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;We have so many family traditions and I am constantly trying to start new ones. One of my favorite ones that no longer exists is spending all day Christmas Eve at Grandma Bonnies getting ready for our festivities that night. Me and my 4 cousins would always put on a little Christmas concert for our family. A newer tradition would be making candy with my Mom and Sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. When do you put up your Tree? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(93, 73, 67); "&gt;Usually the day after Thanksgiving. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Are you a Black Friday shopper?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Eric and I went to Midnight Madness in Tuscola this year and we won't be doing that again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Do you travel at Christmas or stay home?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;We have places to go but they are all within 20 miles or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. What is your funniest Christmas memory?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;One of my funniest Christmas memories would be my sister on a scavenger hunt to find one of her gifts. We hate surprises so it was torture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. What is your favorite Christmas Movie of All time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Home alone or Christmas Vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Do you do your own Christmas Baking, what’s your favorite treat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Yes, with my Momma and Sister. My favorite is Ritz crackers with peanut butter in the middle dipped in chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. Fake or Real Tree?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;2 Fake trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. What day does the actual panic set in to get it all done?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I dont usually panic about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. Are you still wrapping presents on Christmas Eve?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Not usually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. What is your favorite family fun time at Christmas?  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing the dirty Santa gift game at Grandmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. What Christmas craft do you like the best?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Just Christmas Candy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. Christmas music? Yes or No, and if yes What is your favorite song?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Yes, and I dont know what my favorite would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. When do you plan to finish all your shopping?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Tomorrow!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now it's your turn to copy and paste these questions into your own blog post. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large; "&gt;Merry Christmas!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" border="0" alt="Bridget_19" align="right" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-7816129866732735696?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/7816129866732735696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-list.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/7816129866732735696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/7816129866732735696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-list.html' title='Christmas List'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-3933071803057971805</id><published>2009-12-07T19:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T19:15:49.817-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>A collection of Facebook Status Updates.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okay so I feel like lately I have had an abundance of Facebook Status updates but don't want to be that annoying person that updates their status every 5 minutes so I thought I would just blog about them in a Random blog post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;-One of my best friends got married Saturday and it was an awesome time getting to catch up with friends. Congrats James and Gretchen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;-My damn pre-lit Christmas tree has more lights that have burnt out!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;-I need to get my Christmas shopping done but just haven't been feeling up to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;-My New York Giants beat the Cowboys yesterday and that made me SO Happy!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;-I am getting through Wurthering Heights and its actually getting good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;-Dear people that drive HWY 33, get off my ass if Im driving to slow I cant go faster than the person ahead of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;-I have clothes that needed folded and they are just going to have to wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;-I love the new electric heater Eric bought me. I can get our bedroom really warm in a matter of no time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;I guess thats all for now. I am sure there will be more random post to come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" border="0" alt="Bridget_19" align="right" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-3933071803057971805?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/3933071803057971805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/12/collection-of-facebook-status-updates.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/3933071803057971805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/3933071803057971805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/12/collection-of-facebook-status-updates.html' title='A collection of Facebook Status Updates.'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-6788104914491432942</id><published>2009-11-28T17:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T18:05:26.683-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>New Flannel Sheets!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;There's nothing better than new sheets, except for new FLANNEL sheets! Last summer I sold our old flannel sheets on our yard sale and since its gotten cold I have heard nothing but complaints out of Eric. Every night when we have to crawl into our cold sheets he says I wish we had our old flannel sheets. I finally  broke down and ordered some from Amazon.com and they came on Friday. They are amazing! They are so cozy I fully intend to sleep in tomorrow just to enjoy them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" border="0" alt="Bridget_19" align="right" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-6788104914491432942?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/6788104914491432942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-flannel-sheets.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/6788104914491432942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/6788104914491432942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-flannel-sheets.html' title='New Flannel Sheets!'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-6748045608852005329</id><published>2009-11-14T22:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T22:33:45.700-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='classics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reading'/><title type='text'>A challenge for myself</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I don't consider myself a big reader but I am challenging myself to read a few of the classic novels. You know like "To Kill a Mocking Bird, Wurthering Heights, Pride and Prejudice, The Great Gatsby, you get the idea. I have heard so much about these books and how great they are so I want to find out for myself. Currently I have two of the books on my dresser and have started neither of them so I am not doing so hot on my challenge. I supposedly read "To Kill a Mocking Bird" in high school but do not remember reading it. I guess I am posting this so when I do or don't do my little challenge I will have to answer to someone about it. Wish me luck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" border="0" alt="Bridget_19" align="right" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-6748045608852005329?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/6748045608852005329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/11/challenge-for-myself.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/6748045608852005329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/6748045608852005329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/11/challenge-for-myself.html' title='A challenge for myself'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-3368471312951415691</id><published>2009-11-14T20:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T22:12:33.680-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>Dear.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;So I have recently had a complaint about my lack of blogging. My good friend at &lt;a href="http://christinagblogspot.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sugar Sweet Thoughts&lt;/a&gt; is disappointed in me and we cant have that. I told her I have felt like I haven't had anything nice to say and she assures me that it is okay. I have decided to take an idea that I have seen on &lt;a href="http://mustlovetots.blogspot.com/"&gt;Must Love Tots&lt;/a&gt; blog, Dawn hope you dont care...click &lt;a href="http://mustlovetots.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to check out Dawns awesome blog, and click &lt;a href="http://christinagblogspot.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to check out my good friends blog, but first read this....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dear RailRoad&lt;/i&gt;,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;Why must you always ruin my plans? Don't get me wrong I am extremely grateful that you employ my husband and allow us pay our bills. Its just here lately you have not really been working well with our social calendar. Not only that you do not give your employees the respect they deserve, to you they are just a number. I feel very loyal to you Mr. RailRoad and I don't think you feel the same. I constantly defend your honor to RailRoad haters and what do you do? You take points away from my husbands almost perfect point system on a b.s. call. I will continue to defend you and be a positive voice for my husband to hear but ya gotta give me a little positive reinforcement. On another note please dont take it upon your self to get slow and lay him off, thanks for your time.                                                                                              Irritated Wife.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dear Laundry and Dust&lt;/i&gt;,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;Laundry please put yourself in the washer and then the dryer and then put yourself away. Thanks. Dust please leave my home immediately, please and thank you,                                                                                                                                                Bad house keeper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dear Fun,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;Fun, why have you left me? I have looked for you high and low and you just aren't there. I get dressed up and ready to find you and nothing. I am constantly disappointed.  Its not as if I have a horrible time but the fun that I desire is missing. Am I to old for fun? Did fun just pack its bags and leave? Are you on vacation? Even Eric doesnt know where you went and he is usually the fun keeper. So fun if I have done something to make you mad in any way please let me know so I can apologize. &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dear New York Giants&lt;/i&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;Please shake off your last 4 losses and get your crap together and win! You have an off week so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;take this week to learn from your past mistakes and come back the great team you know you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;can be.              &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" border="0" alt="Bridget_19" align="right" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-3368471312951415691?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/3368471312951415691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/11/dear.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/3368471312951415691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/3368471312951415691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/11/dear.html' title='Dear.....'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-8528036904527330472</id><published>2009-11-01T20:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T21:09:39.908-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandam bonnie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Grandma Bonnie</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have been blessed with having many influential people in my life. Some good some not so good but all play a part in making me the person I am today. One of the most important people I have been blessed to have in my life was my Grandma Bonnie. She was like a second mother to my sister and me. She was strong, honest, and loving everything you could ever want in a grandmother. Since my parents were divorced when it was my Dads weekend it pretty much meant that we were going to be at Grandma and Grandpas. Honestly my sister and I didn't want it any other way. Grandma spoiled us. Not by buying us lots of things but in other ways. We had our own room there which occasionally we had to share with our other two cousins but that was okay we knew it was ours. We would spend hours playing dress up or barbie or house whatever our minds could dream up. We would sing, dance, put on plays the things you do as a child that can't be bought. She did her best to teach us to be ladies, to treat people with kindness and try to do what is right. She was a very traditional Grandma but at the same time understood that we were young and would inevitably make mistakes. Some of the best times were sitting around the table listening to Grandma tell stories of when she was a little girl. She would sip on her coffee and we would get so caught up you actually felt like you were living her memory. If there was blogging back then she would have been the blogger of all bloggers. She actually wrote a memoir and had a few of her stories published in magazines here and there. I admire her writing very much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;The sad truth is when Grandma passed away in 2001 I was 19 and it wasn't until then that I truly understood her influence. For awhile I felt anger because I wasn't there when she died, I felt my family had lied to me about how she was doing. We were on vacation which Grandma told us not to miss but anyway.... After the anger passed I realized that when I was younger, I cant say for sure how old Grandma was diagnosed with colon cancer. She fought like hell and beat the cancer, she beat the cancer because she knew she needed to be there for me and my Sister. My Uncle Doug told me not long after Grandma died that at one point she said to him,"I will beat this cancer because I have to help raise Bridget and Shelly." I think that she knew that there would be times that even with our parents best intentions that we would need someone to be a shoulder to cry on or a safe place to go. You see I was mad that my Grandma had been taken from me before I was ready but the thing is that I had been blessed to have her in my life for years longer than what could have been. I think of her almost every day and wonder if she would be proud of me and sometimes wish so badly I could ask her for advice. I miss her and will always hold her closely in my heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" border="0" alt="Bridget_19" align="right" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-8528036904527330472?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/8528036904527330472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/11/grandma-bonnie.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/8528036904527330472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/8528036904527330472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/11/grandma-bonnie.html' title='Grandma Bonnie'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-5800428861012470870</id><published>2009-10-31T18:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T18:52:35.886-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dressing up.'/><title type='text'>Happy Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, serif; "&gt;Last night Eric and I decided very last minute we would dress up and go out for Halloween. I typically do not enjoy dressing up but Eric does so I took one for the team and called my sister to see if she could deck us out in cowboy gear. Her and her Husband are what I would consider actual cowboys so she had all the stuff. So 2 hours after we knew Eric would be home to go out we were all dressed up and ready to go. I felt ridiculous which is why I don't like dressing up but anyway Eric looked really hot as a cowboy I must say. I knew I always had a thing for a country boy. We ended up getting 4th place in the costume contest which I thought was decent seeing how it was so last minute. So for your viewing pleasure here is what we looked like.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/SuzpainppWI/AAAAAAAAAHk/AVvn2HtIZL8/s1600-h/me+halloween.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/SuzpainppWI/AAAAAAAAAHk/AVvn2HtIZL8/s320/me+halloween.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398946695489365346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/SuzpaaFrkAI/AAAAAAAAAHc/7dm5b4-MeIg/s1600-h/eric+halloween.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/SuzpaaFrkAI/AAAAAAAAAHc/7dm5b4-MeIg/s320/eric+halloween.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398946693199400962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" border="0" alt="Bridget_19" align="right" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-5800428861012470870?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/5800428861012470870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-halloween.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/5800428861012470870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/5800428861012470870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/SuzpainppWI/AAAAAAAAAHk/AVvn2HtIZL8/s72-c/me+halloween.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-3313660740748445561</id><published>2009-10-26T20:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T21:15:14.737-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog award'/><title type='text'>Yah I got an award!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/SuZsRVEToCI/AAAAAAAAAHU/tlARS5na-Eg/s1600-h/blog+award+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 153px; height: 189px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/SuZsRVEToCI/AAAAAAAAAHU/tlARS5na-Eg/s200/blog+award+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397120248418902050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I just got a fabulous blog award from Steph at &lt;a href="http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/"&gt;Watching Airplanes&lt;/a&gt;! Thank you so much for the award. All I have to do is pass the award onto 5 Fabulous Blogs and write about 5 things I am obsessed with right now. Sounds pretty easy so here I go...Oh and don't forget to go check out &lt;a href="http://imwatchingairplanes.blogspot.com/"&gt;Stephs&lt;/a&gt; blog too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;Here are the 5 things I am currently obsessed with...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;1. Hand sanitizer and Lysol. I have let the fear of the flu get to my head and I can't spray enough lysol and sanitize my hands enough. I know its crazy but Im around people all day and so I figure better safe than sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;2. Two and a Half Men. It is seriously so funny. We started DVR'n it awhile ago and then just decided to make good use of Netflix so we have stared watching from season one. It is one show Eric and I both enjoy watching it and actually makes Eric laugh out loud and thats not easy to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;3. Fall trees. For 2 days I have been trying to get some beautiful pictures of our fall leaves. I am no professional but one day I thought it is really a beautiful time of year here so I should try and capture it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;4. New York Giants and Eli Manning. I have not always loved to watch football but when your husband does fantasy football you inevitably watch enough to end up liking a certain team. I even had a dream about meeting Eli and then insulted him about loosing his last game. Only I can insult people even in my dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;5. Coffee cups. I love coffee so that means I love coffee cups. I would like to eventually have all mis-matched coffee cups all with a story behind them. It doesnt have to be an elaborate story but ones from places we've been or just different looking ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;Now time to pass out the Fabulous Blog Award..and they go to....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://meinharts.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rachels Rants&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://welcometoourreality.blogspot.com/"&gt;Crazy Shenanigans&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pittrehab.blogspot.com/"&gt;Pitt Rehab&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://idratherbelaughing.blogspot.com/"&gt;I'd Rather be Laughing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ambersplace08.blogspot.com/"&gt;My So Called Wonderful Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" border="0" alt="Bridget_19" align="right" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-3313660740748445561?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/3313660740748445561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/10/yah-i-got-award.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/3313660740748445561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/3313660740748445561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/10/yah-i-got-award.html' title='Yah I got an award!'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/SuZsRVEToCI/AAAAAAAAAHU/tlARS5na-Eg/s72-c/blog+award+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-4905493233648768642</id><published>2009-10-13T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T06:47:55.092-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sister'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='painting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brother'/><title type='text'>We've been busy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;Within 2 weeks my Sister and Eric's brother both bought new houses. Both of which need painted, new lights hung and even some carpet ripped up and new trim put down. Both houses are in good shape just need some TLC. I am so happy for both of them and we have been doing everything we can to help them out. Eric has been a little more in demand I must say, he has been building a half wall, dry-walling, hanging lights, and soon to come laying trim. I often take advantage of all the things that Eric can do around the house. If he doesnt know how to do it just show him once and he picks up on it. I have been busy helping my Sister and her Husband paint. I am going to go today and we should get it all finished up and ready for Eric to lay the trim. They want to move in around November 1st so we have some time but the sooner the better I say. My Sister gets distracted easily so its a full time job keeping her focused when I'm there. We have a lot of fun working together even though we are so different in our ways.  Eric and I couldn't be happier for our siblings and have enjoyed helping them get their house's ready to become homes. Love you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" border="0" alt="Bridget_19" align="right" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-4905493233648768642?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/4905493233648768642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/10/weve-been-busy.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/4905493233648768642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/4905493233648768642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/10/weve-been-busy.html' title='We&apos;ve been busy'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-1290342536096140191</id><published>2009-09-27T18:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T18:48:39.487-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grateful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='low'/><title type='text'>Turning the other Cheek.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tonight I feel down, I feel like Im sad for really no reason. So instead of complaining I am taking another road and going to list a few things I am grateful for in-spite of the fact I feel so low. I do this from time to time but if you want to check out a blog that does it everyday, check out &lt;a href="http://jordaninaz.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jordan @ Wide Open Spaces&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;1. Having a few minutes on a Sunday morning to laugh and chat with Eric.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;2. A beautiful fall day that allows me to drive the jeep and feel the wind in my hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;3. A 10 year olds birthday party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;4. Girl Scout cookies...enough said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;5. Carry out at Buffalo Wild Wings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" border="0" alt="Bridget_19" align="right" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-1290342536096140191?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/1290342536096140191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/09/turning-other-cheek.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/1290342536096140191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/1290342536096140191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/09/turning-other-cheek.html' title='Turning the other Cheek.'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-61788860071376924</id><published>2009-09-26T14:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T14:46:46.563-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='venting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='respect'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>Have some respect  People!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In the past 2 days I have witnessed 2 things I find very disrespectful. The first one was last night driving home from dinner. We meet an ambulance and we were the ONLY ones that pulled over!!! In fact the truck behind us rode our ass as we slowed down and pulled over. Do they not teach in drivers ed to get out of the way when there is any emergency vehicle coming? Please people show some respect that could be your loved one in there someday. The second thing was this morning when I was leaving work. I work across from a church and as I was leaving there was a funeral procession starting. I continued to stay at the stop sign as all the cars left the church. However other cars were not so kind. They were trying to pull out into the street and go around the procession. Again when I see a funeral procession you NEVER pull out in front of them and if you meet them you respectfully pull over! In the funeral processions I have been in it means a lot to a person to have perfect strangers pull over in respect for your loved one. Its a small gesture but still nice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" border="0" alt="Bridget_19" align="right" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-61788860071376924?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/61788860071376924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/09/have-some-respect-people.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/61788860071376924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/61788860071376924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/09/have-some-respect-people.html' title='Have some respect  People!'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-4242419557797539554</id><published>2009-09-26T13:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T14:13:58.644-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sister'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brother'/><title type='text'>When will I learn?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;Are you wondering when I will learn what? Well I'm going to tell you...When will I learn that I can't force my Sister and Dad to form a better relationship? I can't make my sister forgive Dad for the things that he has done in the past no more than I can make him apologize for not being there at times when we were younger. I have forgiven Dad for so much and have become extremely close to him in the past few years. I don't like going days without talking to him. I have always hoped that my Sister and Dad would get there to or even close to there. Well it's sadly probably not going to happen! They are both very stubborn and my Dad did something to my Sister that she may never forgive him for. When she was 16 or 17 he signed away custody so he wouldn't have to pay child support because he didn't agree with her riding bulls. She has never came out and said it but I know that hurt her more than anything and to be honest it hurt me to but not the same way. I don't want you all to think I have some dead beat Dad, its not like that. Financially Dad was always there and always tried to help out Mom when he could, but my parents divorced when my sister was 3 months old so they have never really bonded like Dad and I did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;The reason all of this is coming up after 7 years is because of my little brother who is 10. Actually he will be 10, tomorrow is birthday party and my sister isn't coming. She is cleaning on their new house which I think is great but she was going to come today and see him but didn't. She said she is uncomfortable and honestly still holds a grudge against Dad. Now if you've read my post before my Sister is EVERYTHING to me, I mean she is my person, always there for me and supports me. I want my little brother to experience that as well .So I find myself trying to make their relationship out of the few times the my sister does come up here. So, when will I learn? I guess today! I cant make my Sister and Dad's relationship better only they can and I cant make my Sister and Brother close time will tell that on its own. It's hard trying to be the fixer in a family like mine, especially because I'm the one who gets upset when it doesn't work out. For now I am going to call my Sister back and make sure she is okay because I can't stand that she is hurting over something I brought up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" border="0" alt="Bridget_19" align="right" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-4242419557797539554?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/4242419557797539554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/09/when-will-i-learn.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/4242419557797539554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/4242419557797539554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/09/when-will-i-learn.html' title='When will I learn?'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-6578100133390327042</id><published>2009-09-24T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T21:31:23.029-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><title type='text'>Random take 2 or 3 or.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;So I am in a mood, like a mood that I just cant shake! This is going to be a random post about whats on my mind. First off I am sitting at home feeling sorry for myself while my two girlfriends are out having fun. Yes I said it and I sound like a little baby. Thursday nights have become a night where we go meet up with a few friends have a few drinks and Eric plays pool. Well this Thursday we had decided to take a Thursday off. That was before Eric got called to go to work and I am sitting at home by myself. Eric had no problem with me going but I felt like no we said we were going to skip this one so I should stay home. Not only that but my two girlfriends are single and obviously I am not. Mind you I am happy about being married, I love Eric. I wouldn't want to be out in the single scene. I just don't want the people that live in this small town to get the wrong idea. I have to go out without Eric sometimes but I feel like I should keep it minimum. I know, I know, Eric says screw what everyone thinks but unfortunately I care to much about what people do think so I just can't. Any how the girls sent me a picture they printed off of me, which I'm not sure how they got but anyway the text said, "see you're here with us". I know guilt trip right?! That's where this first random part of my post has come from, basically me feeling bad for myself due to no ones fault but my own!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;Second random thing on my mind.....People screening their calls! Why do people do this? I mean I have been known to screen calls from family members but never my friends. If you call me and I don't answer its because I really couldn't get the phone. The sad thing is I don't just have one friend to call out on this little issue. All my friends do this! How about a quick text that says hey swamped right now ttyl. I'm not taking this personal because I really don't think it is, but don't blame your children because thats a cop-out. I am sure that this may make some people unhappy and I'm sorry but its how I'm feeling right now. Tomorrow when this mood flys over I am sure this will all seem so petty, but tonight it was blog worthy and I already feel better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" border="0" alt="Bridget_19" align="right" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-6578100133390327042?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/6578100133390327042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/09/random-take-2-or-3-or.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/6578100133390327042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/6578100133390327042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/09/random-take-2-or-3-or.html' title='Random take 2 or 3 or.....'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-3614968429823617938</id><published>2009-09-22T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T08:25:27.242-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rachel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>Check her out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Im happy to announce that my friend and neighbor has started a blog. You need to check her out! She has 4 little girls, a husband, and 9 sisters and brothers! How could she not have an amazing blog? Her name is Rachel so give her a big blogger welcome and &lt;a href="http://meinharts.blogspot.com/"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt; to check it out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" border="0" alt="Bridget_19" align="right" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-3614968429823617938?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/3614968429823617938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/09/check-her-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/3614968429823617938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/3614968429823617938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/09/check-her-out.html' title='Check her out!'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-7492345153018389851</id><published>2009-09-22T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T08:20:05.045-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eric'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Eric!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today is my honey's birthday, so a big HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU! This morning about 5 a.m. I woke up to use the little girls room and as I stumbled to the bathroom I thought I should go make Eric a big birthday breakfast before he goes to work at 7. I was thinking he would really like that, if only I was a better wife I would definitely go do that.....that thought was seconds before I fell in the toilet because my wonderful husband left the damn toilet seat up!!! After that I was like nope no birthday breakfast for him, my wet ass is going back to bed!!! I even forgot to give him his card before he left so now I am going to  make him something good for dinner and bake an apple pie because he likes that better than cake. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;Happy Birthday Eric! I'm glad you're finally the same age as me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" border="0" alt="Bridget_19" align="right" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-7492345153018389851?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/7492345153018389851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-birthday-eric.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/7492345153018389851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/7492345153018389851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-birthday-eric.html' title='Happy Birthday Eric!'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-6888409170472985294</id><published>2009-09-21T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T19:59:39.142-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stay cation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Whats my Problem?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am still having bloggers block. I can't seem to get things down in writing. Eric and I were off all last week together and did fun things all week but when I would sit down to blog about them it just seemed so boring, I was like I wouldn't want to read this crap and I did it. I am still feeling this way but thought I should attempt to blog something so people wouldn't think I fell off blogger earth. In the past week I have been to a St. Louis Cards game, gone to Moonshine for a yummy hamburger, did some great shopping with my best friend, visited an oil rig,(yes an oil rig, that should be a blog entry in itself), went to see Rodney Carrington, found that I love the beer Land-shark, and slept in way to much! It was a great week off to say the least. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I know it's early in the week but this week is looking good too! Today I went and looked at my sister and her hubbys house they are going to buy. It was very nice, needs some cleaning and paint but other than that will make a great home. Tomorrow is Eric's Birthday so I am sure I will try to plan something fun for him. Hopefully my blogger block will pass soon, but if it doesn't please stick it out with me, would ya? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" border="0" alt="Bridget_19" align="right" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-6888409170472985294?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/6888409170472985294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/09/whats-my-problem.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/6888409170472985294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/6888409170472985294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/09/whats-my-problem.html' title='Whats my Problem?'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-4426612362668579526</id><published>2009-09-13T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T18:23:50.181-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>A Great Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, serif; "&gt;Girls Night Out +&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;Tailgating at an Illini football game +&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;Great Sunday for some jeep riding =&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;A Fantastic Weekend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/Sq2ajEx8XXI/AAAAAAAAAHM/SVqN-0ALmqU/s1600-h/058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/Sq2ajEx8XXI/AAAAAAAAAHM/SVqN-0ALmqU/s200/058.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381127057146928498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/Sq2aitMlh6I/AAAAAAAAAHE/9MmAN1w36lQ/s1600-h/042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/Sq2aitMlh6I/AAAAAAAAAHE/9MmAN1w36lQ/s200/042.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381127050816227234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/Sq2aiOD5oRI/AAAAAAAAAG8/EnY4ANfXarc/s1600-h/038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/Sq2aiOD5oRI/AAAAAAAAAG8/EnY4ANfXarc/s200/038.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381127042458296594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/Sq2ahfhgQ4I/AAAAAAAAAG0/BMutyBTffoU/s1600-h/037.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/Sq2ahfhgQ4I/AAAAAAAAAG0/BMutyBTffoU/s200/037.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381127029965996930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" border="0" alt="Bridget_19" align="right" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-4426612362668579526?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/4426612362668579526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/09/great-weekend.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/4426612362668579526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/4426612362668579526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/09/great-weekend.html' title='A Great Weekend'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/Sq2ajEx8XXI/AAAAAAAAAHM/SVqN-0ALmqU/s72-c/058.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-5590247552180844980</id><published>2009-09-05T15:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T16:10:03.164-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rainy day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lazy'/><title type='text'>Oh how I love a rainy day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My Saturday started by my alarm going off at 5:50 a.m! Yep that's right 5:50 a.m. Maria and I had to start doing up-do's for a wedding here at the house at 6:30. I had the coffee pot set up so it was ready and waiting! We didn't even have to get out of our pajama's. We got their hair done in good time and by 9 a.m. I had my whole day ahead of me. I decided to run into Effingham to get my god son's birthday present and a bite to eat.  It had started raining pretty good while I was in town so I decided that the rest of my afternoon would be amazing laying around on the couch maybe catching a nap and sitting on my laptop. I love rainy days because it gives you an excuse to be totally lazy and just lay around and catch up DVR'd tv, facebook quiz's, and eat anything you want. The bad side of a lazy rainy day is now I need to get motivated to do something and that is tough. I may have to have another pot of coffee just get myself up and going again. It's only 6 o'clock and it feels likes it's much later. Happy Labor Day Weekend everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" border="0" alt="Bridget_19" align="right" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-5590247552180844980?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/5590247552180844980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/09/oh-how-i-love-rainy-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/5590247552180844980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/5590247552180844980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/09/oh-how-i-love-rainy-day.html' title='Oh how I love a rainy day'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-4760755288835082950</id><published>2009-09-04T18:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T16:10:50.911-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging block'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>Bloggers Block</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;I've been sitting here at my computer for the last hour trying to think of something to blog about. I had typed a few ideas in my phone the other day and none of them really seem blog worthy now. I have no funny, witty stories to tell, not even a grip worth typing out to tell people. Its like I have been hit with a bloggers block mac truck. Hopefully this weekend we will do some blog worthy stuff and will be able to share it with you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" border="0" alt="Bridget_19" align="right" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-4760755288835082950?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/4760755288835082950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/09/bloggers-block.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/4760755288835082950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/4760755288835082950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/09/bloggers-block.html' title='Bloggers Block'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-5119010006299003011</id><published>2009-08-27T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T11:01:47.574-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick still'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>Ahhh I'm still sick!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Im tired of being sick!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;I want to go to work!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;I want to be around people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;I want to go to lunch with the girls at work!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;I want to go on a jeep ride!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;I want to put my contacts in and put makeup on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;I am not a good sick person. One afternoon home sick from work is plenty. It's not like a snow day where you can do little things around in the house...oh no its more like lay around cough, sneeze, snot you get the picture. I'm trying to get some extra sleep because I know that will help my body fight this sickness but I can only lay in bed for so long till I just cant do it. Eric said if I was a good sick person maybe he would take me on a short jeep ride later this evening. Surely some fresh air will make me feel better or the allergies in the air will add fuel to the fire we shall see. Until then I guess I will try and sleep and find something on horrible day time tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" border="0" alt="Bridget_19" align="right" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-5119010006299003011?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/5119010006299003011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/08/ahhh-im-still-sick.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/5119010006299003011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/5119010006299003011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/08/ahhh-im-still-sick.html' title='Ahhh I&apos;m still sick!'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-5951980438780477691</id><published>2009-08-26T13:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T13:53:47.141-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><title type='text'>Im sick again!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I hate to say it but I am sick AGAIN!!! This may be like my 3 or 4th sick post since I started blogging and thats in less than a year!!! Well this time it started out as allergies and sinus's but has really gotten worse in the past two days. It doesn't help that I just went to the doctor today and ran myself ragged last week. I went to the doctor after lunch and thought I would go back to work after I got my meds. However I was running a fever and feeling worse by the second, so one of the girls at work moved my clients and I came home. I got myself all settled in on the couch to take a nap. Fast forward 30 minutes and I start coughing my head off! My eyes are watering then I sneeze a few times, cough some more and then finally have to just get up. I haven't been able to sleep the last 2 nights so I don't know why I thought this would be any better. I have tried propping myself up and thats not cutting it! I am really wishing I would have let Eric buy the recliner he wanted for the house instead of this trendy chair and ottoman! Live and learn. I guess I will try and get propped back up for another cat nap. A big Thank You to Stacy for making me go to the doctor and for also moving my clients.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" border="0" alt="Bridget_19" align="right" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-5951980438780477691?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/5951980438780477691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-sick-again.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/5951980438780477691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/5951980438780477691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-sick-again.html' title='Im sick again!!!!'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-2152079789239796898</id><published>2009-08-24T19:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T20:01:24.911-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='canning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eric'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>My husband AKA Martha Stewart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, serif; "&gt;I don't enjoy things like working in the garden, picking things in a garden nor canning things out of the garden. However my husband does. Even though I don't actually enjoy getting the stuff out of the garden I like to eat certain things. I like corn and green beans. I don't like tomatoes but do like having the juice for chili and soups. My Dad puts out a HUGE garden every year so much that Eric doesn't have to do one his self but can reap the benefits. This year Eric put up some corn which I said I wouldn't help with but reluctantly ended up helping anyway and then tonight at 7pm he decides he's going to put up tomato juice. I was like Babe really??!!! First I was like why do you enjoy doing this so much?! I really don't enjoy it one bit and two you don't start a project like this at 7 in the evening. Its now almost 10pm and he is still in the kitchen working on it. I hate to see what my kitchen looks like right now, hopefully not worse than when I took these pics. Thank goodness his cousin came over and Eric convinced him to stay and help. I guess on the up side we will not only have some really good juice for our soups but also for a few bloody mary's!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/SpNQpVbJdFI/AAAAAAAAAGs/uECsi3q1ygk/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/SpNQpVbJdFI/AAAAAAAAAGs/uECsi3q1ygk/s200/004.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373727451439002706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Eric and Cody working hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/SpNQor6NnEI/AAAAAAAAAGk/N-azJh0VEPk/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/SpNQor6NnEI/AAAAAAAAAGk/N-azJh0VEPk/s200/005.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373727440295009346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" border="0" alt="Bridget_19" align="right" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-2152079789239796898?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/2152079789239796898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-husband-aka-martha-stewart.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/2152079789239796898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/2152079789239796898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-husband-aka-martha-stewart.html' title='My husband AKA Martha Stewart'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/SpNQpVbJdFI/AAAAAAAAAGs/uECsi3q1ygk/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-2934412618632606424</id><published>2009-08-16T11:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T12:13:42.482-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='morgan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='navy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='proud'/><title type='text'>I'm Proud to be an American.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;On Thursday my Mom, cousin and cousin in law left for our trip to Great Lakes Naval Base to watch my cousin Morgan graduate from her Navy Recruit Training Program. It was a long drive up but so very worth it. I have never been to a military graduation so I didn't know what to expect but it exceeded every expectation that I had. We got randomly picked to go through a security check where we had to get out of the car and have the car searched which was really no big deal they were very nice about the whole process. Finally we got into where the graduation would be held and we all anxiously awaited the recruits to enter. It was absolutely the greatest thing I have ever seen. I cant even explain it, I wish I could because it was amazing. The flags, the band, the chorus (which Morgan was part of) the marching in perfect uniform. I loved it. There were over 700 graduates which made me so proud of all these young men and women who will leave their families to serve our great country. After graduation was over we made our way down to see Morgan searching our way through a sea of white uniforms. When we finally got to her it was such a proud moment, there were hugs and kisses and a few tears. Of course we all had a ton of questions so we made our way to a little restaurant so we could all try and catch up in the little time we had. Morgan's Mom, brother, almost step-Dad and step-sister were staying the weekend but we had to make our way home. It was so nice to see Morgan happy, even excited to start her A school training. She seemed so proud to belong to this new Navy family and it made my heart beam with joy. She has worked so hard to get here even with all the things she's been faced with the last few years. So on a finale note...Morgan, I am so proud of you and love you so much...and a big thank you and God bless to all the military men and women and their families. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/SohTN3DmZHI/AAAAAAAAAFg/qHVG-kpUPKQ/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/SohTN3DmZHI/AAAAAAAAAFg/qHVG-kpUPKQ/s320/002.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370634053221770354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/SohTNeU9wLI/AAAAAAAAAFY/LUTkgJ5EQmk/s1600-h/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/SohTNeU9wLI/AAAAAAAAAFY/LUTkgJ5EQmk/s320/022.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370634046583718066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" border="0" alt="Bridget_19" align="right" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-2934412618632606424?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/2934412618632606424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-proud-to-be-american.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/2934412618632606424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/2934412618632606424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-proud-to-be-american.html' title='I&apos;m Proud to be an American.'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/SohTN3DmZHI/AAAAAAAAAFg/qHVG-kpUPKQ/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-2610764947299084125</id><published>2009-08-02T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T08:15:15.585-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sister'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Shelly!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial, -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;I would like to wish a big Happy Birthday to my sister. She normally hates her birthday because of her birthday curse. Yes I said curse...for the last I don't know how many years around her birthday &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Georgia, fantasy;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial, fantasy;"&gt;something &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Georgia, fantasy;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Georgia, fantasy;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial, -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;bad has happened. Here is just a few of the big things that have occurred..both our Grandparents passed away within a week of her birthday(not the same year), she and Jimmy where in a horrible car accident where she almost went through the windshield, she had to move  reluctantly from her home on her birthday one year, Jimmy burned his eyes with a welder last year a day before her birthday. I am sure there is more but no need to go into more I think you get the idea. Well this year the curse was broken! She had a great birthday and the week before was good too! Mom and I made our way down to her house and we ate lunch and then went to the beach. They say a picture is worth &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Georgia, fantasy;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial, -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;a thousand words so here you go...&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/SoGI4LWLbPI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Cxzu7Rf-2tQ/s320/007.JPG" /&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Georgia, fantasy;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/SoGI5CHKQLI/AAAAAAAAAFI/WhhNhuIHQuo/s320/011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/SoGI4gabVII/AAAAAAAAAFA/kZdAICaZyV0/s320/010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial, -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Georgia, fantasy;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/SoGI5nM7veI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/NisDKk91fSc/s320/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;y sister doesn't own a pair of sandals so she went to the beach in her boots! I guess thats why we love her so much. She doesn't give a crap what people think about her she is just her. Hope you had a GREAT Birthday Shell, I love you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" border="0" alt="Bridget_19" align="right" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-2610764947299084125?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/2610764947299084125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-birthday-shelly.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/2610764947299084125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/2610764947299084125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-birthday-shelly.html' title='Happy Birthday Shelly!'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/SoGI4LWLbPI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Cxzu7Rf-2tQ/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-9172230834263419921</id><published>2009-08-01T19:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T19:24:32.652-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eric'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><title type='text'>What's up with the sickness in the summer??</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Only a couple of weeks ago Eric and I were sick with some nasty stomach flu and now Eric has an upper respiratory infection or at least thats what the Dr. at our Prompt Care Clinic says. His mouth is full of sores, so is his throat and his face is swollen because of his glands. I have heard of more people being sick this summer and its not right. Its summer we are supposed to be soaking up the sun, having fruity drinks, and hanging out with friends. Instead I am inside disinfecting anything Eric touches because I don't want any chance for this summer sickness to spread to me.Please no more summer sickness in our house we've had enough! Hope everyone else out there is avoiding this summer sickness going around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" border="0" alt="Bridget_19" align="right" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-9172230834263419921?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/9172230834263419921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/08/whats-up-with-sickness-in-summer.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/9172230834263419921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/9172230834263419921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/08/whats-up-with-sickness-in-summer.html' title='What&apos;s up with the sickness in the summer??'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-3489146065967835952</id><published>2009-08-01T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T19:07:45.904-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sister'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='highschool'/><title type='text'>My sister is stronger than me</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You all know how much I love my sister,  I am her biggest fan but also her toughest critic. My sister has always been strong physically and emotionally but tonight she is doing something I am not sure I could do in her shoes. She is attending her 5 year class reunion. Now unlike me she didn't enjoy high school so this is a big deal for her. She had a two close girlfriends in high school but most of the other girls were not so nice. She ended up dropping out her junior year and getting her GED. I cant' say that the only reason for this was her fellow classmates because there was way more to it than that but I am saying that I am really proud of her for going back and facing anyone that doubted that she would do something with her life. I love you Shell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" border="0" alt="Bridget_19" align="right" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-3489146065967835952?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/3489146065967835952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-sister-is-stronger-than-me.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/3489146065967835952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/3489146065967835952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-sister-is-stronger-than-me.html' title='My sister is stronger than me'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-1071911288389154713</id><published>2009-07-28T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T08:54:42.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Blog Worthy Product</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/Sm8fFnl1WWI/AAAAAAAAAEA/i42-dXs_qQg/s1600-h/products-header.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 91px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/Sm8fFnl1WWI/AAAAAAAAAEA/i42-dXs_qQg/s320/products-header.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363539862609025378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, -webkit-fantasy; "&gt;I have found another product that I feel is worthy of making my blog. It has been a saving grace for my hair this summer. It's called Moroccan Oil. Its a whole line of Shampoo, Conditioner, an oil treatment, intense curl cream, hydrating styling cream, a shine spray and a few other products. I have to say I have only used the shampoo, conditioner, and the oil treatment but I will be checking out the other products very soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, fantasy;"&gt;Okay...So why I love this product. It tames down any frizz, it makes my hair super soft and touchable! Oh and the shine is amazing! I use it everyday and the oil has yet to weigh my hair down and I am using probably more than I should. If you want to know more of the details on why this product works click &lt;a href="http://www.moroccanoil.com/index.php"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to check out their website it will be easier than me going into all the technical stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, fantasy;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" border="0" alt="Bridget_19" align="right" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-1071911288389154713?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/1071911288389154713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/07/another-blog-worthy-product.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/1071911288389154713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/1071911288389154713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/07/another-blog-worthy-product.html' title='Another Blog Worthy Product'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/Sm8fFnl1WWI/AAAAAAAAAEA/i42-dXs_qQg/s72-c/products-header.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-4625505809303993277</id><published>2009-07-27T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T20:43:39.114-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camera'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eric'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>I got a new camera!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial, -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;Eric and I seem to have the worse luck with our cameras, and with worse luck I mean Eric dropped ours one night like 4 times and it was bye bye Kodak Easy Share. This is our 3rd digital camera in like 4 years. Our previous 2 cameras were Kodak and I loved them they were easy to use with a decent amount of features. However after much thought and researching I went with the Cannon Power Shot. Its 12 mega pixels, 3x optical zoom, with lots of options that I am not sure how to even use yet. I haven't had a ton of photo opportunities but thought I would post a few of the pictures I have taken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/Sm5xUzNef2I/AAAAAAAAADw/STL158HxmwE/s200/020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Me and Eric. I thought this picture was pretty good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/Sm5xUUop71I/AAAAAAAAADo/bgfvou-X2dM/s200/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                                                            &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aren't they pretty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/Sm5xT-lMEFI/AAAAAAAAADg/61UwGQjlCPc/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/Sm5xT-lMEFI/AAAAAAAAADg/61UwGQjlCPc/s200/007.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363348794275270738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                                                          Me and my best friend. I like this &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                                                            one but we are a little shinny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, fantasy;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;l my features because I hear really good things about Canons. I also will defiantly be making sure Eric puts the built in insurance around his wrist when he is using it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, fantasy;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-4625505809303993277?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/4625505809303993277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-got-new-camera.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/4625505809303993277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/4625505809303993277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-got-new-camera.html' title='I got a new camera!!!'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/Sm5xUzNef2I/AAAAAAAAADw/STL158HxmwE/s72-c/020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-8024657403446553662</id><published>2009-07-15T20:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T20:36:41.994-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pet peeves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='small town.'/><title type='text'>A double standard...I think so.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, fantasy;"&gt;I know that everywhere we look there are double standards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, fantasy;"&gt;I  know that are not always fair but that's the way it is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;At the little bar in the town where I live you are bound to have them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;So tonight when my girlfriend ask me to go and have one drink and I mean one drink at the bar I agree and we head up there. It takes literally 30 seconds cause that's how close I live to it. Its kinda like the bar on Cheers where everyone knows your name and if they don't know yours they know your Dads. Anyway we walk in and there are about 12 people in there, I mean 12 guys some older and a few younger. We say hello and get our drinks and then we get a few "what are you guys doing up here" questions. No biggie I guess just small talk and nosiness. Then my girlfriend and I are going to step outside and smoke (which I only do when I am drinking or socially with her, I know shes a bad influence. Love you Minda) Anyway a few of the guys that know Eric are like Bridget you better not I'm gonna tell on you. Now I know that they are just giving me a hard time but I have to wonder......Would those same guys even wonder why Eric was at the bar with out me or tease him about doing something I may not like? Probably not which is where the double standard comes in. Its perfectly acceptable for a husband to go have a drink after work with his buddies to get time away from his wife but not okay for a wife to do the same.  Don't get me wrong I don't agree with sitting at the bar all night with out your significant other but lets keep the double standards to a minimum:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-8024657403446553662?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/8024657403446553662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/07/double-standardi-think-so.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/8024657403446553662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/8024657403446553662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/07/double-standardi-think-so.html' title='A double standard...I think so.'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-6195686483147478726</id><published>2009-07-15T19:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T08:56:09.381-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eric'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>I need to know these things</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My husband has the worse habit of forgetting to tell me things that are really important. This particular case and point would be that one of our close friends/Eric's cousin-in-law's Grandma passed away on Sunday. I knew that she had been sick but had no idea that she had passed. Eric talks to his cousin almost everyday so I figured that he would tell me as soon as he found out. Well that was not the case. I found out today while cutting a family members hair! I was like "how is your Mother-in-law?" She very nicely said, "Bridget she passed away on Sunday." I felt like an ass and in my head was cussing Eric's name! This is the second time he has done this to me. The last time it was 3 weeks later and we were out to dinner with friends that I asked about their Grandmother and yep that's right she had sadly passed 3 weeks earlier. I guess I should start getting the newspaper so things like this don't happen anymore.  However I have to ask myself why Eric can remember to tell me the smallest detail about something at work but things like this get put in the back of his mind? I think it's a guy thing. Sorry honey it had to blogged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, fantasy;"&gt;Charity, my thoughts and prayers are with you and your family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" border="0" alt="Bridget_19" align="right" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-6195686483147478726?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/6195686483147478726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-need-to-know-these-things.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/6195686483147478726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/6195686483147478726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-need-to-know-these-things.html' title='I need to know these things'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-1873252123045408497</id><published>2009-07-14T17:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T18:08:08.069-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eric'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><title type='text'>Are you supposed to be sick in the Summer?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, fantasy;"&gt;There should be some rule against being sick in the summer. Eric and I have been under the weather for 2 days now. We have had fever, upset stomachs, and absolutely no energy. Luckily we have both been off work so we haven't had to call in but it has been such a downer because its actually nice outside. I mean there is no snow on the ground, its not 2 degrees or anything its summer!!! Getting the flu sucks in the winter dont get me wrong but at least in the winter there is nothing better you can be doing besides laying inside with your honey. The bad thing about us both being sick is we are like, "who is going to take care of us?" As we start laughing about how spoiled we are. I hope I am feeling better tomorrow because I haven't left the house in 2 days and I will be ready to get out of here. Even though we were sick it was nice just to lay around and do nothing but I would much rather feel good because there was alot of stuff I didn't get done like I usually do on my day off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" border="0" alt="Bridget_19" align="right" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-1873252123045408497?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/1873252123045408497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/07/are-you-supposed-to-be-sick-in-summer.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/1873252123045408497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/1873252123045408497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/07/are-you-supposed-to-be-sick-in-summer.html' title='Are you supposed to be sick in the Summer?'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-660848029961284037</id><published>2009-07-04T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T08:32:01.783-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tradition'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4th of July'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='small town.'/><title type='text'>Happy 4th of July!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I hope that some of you that read my blog are having better weather wherever you may be because here in Illinois where I live its raining! Not just a sprinkle either a down pour at this moment. The small town that I live in always has a big 4th of July celebration, probably the biggest in our area. There's usually a parade, food, games, beer, oh and fireworks! I have been going to it my whole life, alot like all the other people I grew up with. Its kinda like a tradition you don't really want to miss. Its a great time to see friends you haven't seen for awhile because lots of people come home just to go to the park for the 4th of July. This is the first year that even my Dad can remember that they may not be able to have our parade. Right now I just keep watching the radar to see any break in the rain. It doesn't look good! We keep getting phone calls from family and friends asking if we know what they are going to do about the parade! People from our town and even surrounding towns won't know what to do if we cant go watch the parade. I know we seem really pathetic but this small town has been having a big 4th celebration for about 100 years so that's a big deal! That's one thing I love about living in a small town and going to a small school....the traditions it keeps for years and years. Hope you all have a great and safe 4th of July and I will hope the rain stops just long enough to get some festivities in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" border="0" alt="Bridget_19" align="right" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-660848029961284037?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/660848029961284037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-4th-of-july.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/660848029961284037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/660848029961284037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-4th-of-july.html' title='Happy 4th of July!'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-6105878088766528896</id><published>2009-06-30T19:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T20:05:18.620-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sister'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angry'/><title type='text'>What!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, fantasy;"&gt;I want to apologize in advance for the fact that this post may be very all over the place. Okay, so I don't know if you all know this but I have a younger sister that means the world to me. I want nothing more than for her to be happy. Well recently we had gotten some good news that her and her husband were going to get a chance to buy a house and some land with barns and everything. She was so happy, happier than she has been in awhile. The place they live now is getting run down and there is only so much she can do to fix it up because god love her husband he is worthless in the construction department. Needless to say she is at her wits end with this place and wants out! Tonight my Mom called and said that the guy may be backing out of selling now because he is making money renting it out! Mind you he isn't the type of guy that needs this money to put food on the table he's got plenty! The kicker is this guy is a friend of my sister and her husbands and he came to them asking them if they were interested in buying this place because he had heard they were thinking of buying and didn't want to see them move far away.  They help him out alot of with his cattle and so forth and he said he really would like them to have this place so they can still be close. I know things like this happen to people all the time but this is my sister and I am mad for her. I want her to be happy, I protect her, I take her side and set her straight when she is wrong but this isn't right. This man talked them out of looking for other places insuring them they could buy his place and they trusted him, and why not because he is a long time friend. I hate that my sister is at home probably upset asking herself why did this happen and then trying to stay positive because she wont allow herself to feel sorry for herself (partly due to my preaching.) I have tried to call and she obviously cant talk to me right now and she can always talk to me. Its a good thing I don't know this guys last name or he would be getting a piece of my mind via telephone right now. My heart just hurts for her right now and I cant physically do anything to help. I am not big on saying that anyone deserves anything because the Lord blesses us all even when its not right in front of us but she has worked hard and wants a place to be proud of and call her own and I want that for her and I feel like she does deserve it. All I can do is pray for my sisters strength to get through this and that this guy will do the right thing and stand by his word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" border="0" alt="Bridget_19" align="right" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-6105878088766528896?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/6105878088766528896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/06/what.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/6105878088766528896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/6105878088766528896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/06/what.html' title='What!?'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-1314187370024602611</id><published>2009-06-27T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T14:46:38.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moonshine</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today Eric and I traveled about 40 miles to a place called &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NGkBilF6GU8"&gt;Moonshine, IL&lt;/a&gt;. It is literally out in the middle of nowhere with a population of 2. We heard about this place about a year ago from some friends. They were telling us it was the place to get the best hamburger around. People come from all over the United States to taste these hamburgers, even CBS. Since it was so close we decided to check it out for ourselves. We were a little afraid that because of all the hype we would be disappointed but that wasn't the case. As we drove up we were shocked by all the cars and bikes there. I was like wow people do drive from everywhere to eat these burgers. As we walked in you could smell the burgers already. People were everywhere so we figured out where to place our order and then waited. I thought it would take forever by the look of the crowd but just minutes later we had our cheese burgers. After we dressed them up the way we like we went outside and found a picnic table to sit down and eat. Wow.....yum, yum, they were awesome burgers!! I cant really explain what they tasted like but they were such good hamburgers! I recommend anyone thats close to the area to check this place out, we will defiantly be going back. Also while your in the area you can check out Cameo Vineyards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; white-space: pre;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-1314187370024602611?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/1314187370024602611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/06/moonshine.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/1314187370024602611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/1314187370024602611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/06/moonshine.html' title='Moonshine'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-6866137029073262139</id><published>2009-06-14T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T08:20:47.178-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lip gloss+toenails=EWWWWW</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In my line of work as a Cosmetologist there are very few occupational hazards. A few of them are....cutting yourself with your sharp shears, bleach or color on clothes, dropping your shears on your toes, you get the idea. Well, Awhile back I was getting set up for a pedicure and my lips were felling really dry so I put on some new very sticky lip gloss. My client came in so I got her in the pedicure chair and let her soak for a few minutes before I started. So it came time for me to clip the toenails which is a normal part of the pedi and doesn't bother me in the least. That was until as I clipped a very strong toenail and it flew up and stuck in my very sticky lip gloss!!!! As I was trying to nonchalantly get the big toenail off my lip it would not budge! I didn't want to start making gaging noises because I didn't want my client to get a complex about her feet, but I was grossing out!!!! I was thinking what the hell is in this lip gloss that has made it like crazy glue? Get this toenail off my lip!!!! Finally after having to stop the pedicure and literally wipe all the lip gloss/toenail off my lip the ordeal was over! Moral of the story is I NEVER but fresh lip gloss on before I do a pedicure!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, fantasy;"&gt;A newer less gross toenail story is that the other day I got one in my bra! Yep in my bra, I could feel it the whole time until I excused myself to get something and quickly got it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" border="0" alt="Bridget_19" align="right" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-6866137029073262139?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/6866137029073262139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/06/lip-glosstoenailsewwwww.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/6866137029073262139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/6866137029073262139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/06/lip-glosstoenailsewwwww.html' title='Lip gloss+toenails=EWWWWW'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-3915365776899561152</id><published>2009-06-14T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T08:00:28.881-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><title type='text'>He's At Work!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I may be blowing this way out of proportion and did a similar blog on my myspace a long time ago but I don't care here goes.....Last night I went out with a few friends because Eric was at work. I was in one of those moods that I wasn't even sure I wanted to go but thought I don't really want to sit home alone either so I went. I got a ton of "Wheres Eric?" I am really used to that so I have decided I may get a cute little tee made up that just says in bold letters.....HE'S AT WORK!!!!!! It will be better than the sarcastic thing I want to say..."WE are on a break!" (Eric and I think that is so funny but we've watched a lot of FRIENDS and it wouldn't be good for the rumor mill in a small town.)I know most people just love Eric and want to know where he is.  The thing is I feel like there is always that underlying statement some people are asking themselves ......Why is she out without him, I always see her out but not with Eric.  Eric says who cares what people think, go out and have fun you can't sit home every time I have to work. I agree that people will think what they want regardless of what I do or don't do but I would never want to seem disrespectful to Eric. I guess I will have to deal with the fact that some people will ALWAYS talk or just sit at home anytime Eric is at work.  It sadly makes me want to go out more drink and dance and really give people something to talk about! I know that is a really bad attitude to have so I won't be doing that, but I will be thinking about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" border="0" alt="Bridget_19" align="right" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-3915365776899561152?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/3915365776899561152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/06/hes-at-work.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/3915365776899561152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/3915365776899561152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/06/hes-at-work.html' title='He&apos;s At Work!!!!'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-5639384306447332259</id><published>2009-06-09T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T20:41:35.569-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sister'/><title type='text'>A Short Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sunday when I went and hung out with my Sis and Mom we went to a little shoe store in town and we were just looking around. Mom and I were trying on flip flops and such and Shell was looking for some shoes to wear to work. She finally found a pair of Doc Martins(I know not so much in style any more.) and was trying them on. I don't know if you all know this but even though Shelly and I are really close we are opposite in so many ways. Anyway......As she is walking around trying to decide if these shoes will work she ask me...."can I wear these with capris?" I was like....."NO Shelly you can not wear them with capris! Are you kidding me?" The sad thing is she was so serious!!!! She hates shorts and flip flops so she was trying to figure out what kind of shoes she could wear with capris!! Mom and I laughed for quite awhile over her silly question so I thought I would share.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" border="0" alt="Bridget_19" align="right" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-5639384306447332259?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/5639384306447332259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/06/short-story.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/5639384306447332259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/5639384306447332259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/06/short-story.html' title='A Short Story'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-1931393619452912237</id><published>2009-06-08T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T20:30:23.952-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Great Birthday Weekend!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As much as I was dreading actually turning 27 I really had a GREAT weekend! There's a lot to tell but I will do my best to keep it short and sweet. First off the girls at work took me out to eat lunch and Maria and Stacy got me some of my favorite goodies like reese's peanut butter cups, juicy fruit, peanut-butter m&amp;amp;m's, and McDonald's bucks for ice tea! The day went really well. After I got off work Eric and I went to Buffalo Wild Wings with some friends for some great food! We ate and drank and laughed and then it was on to the next birthday stop. We all left BWW and went to a Martini Bar. It was so cool, a little girly when you first walked in with bright pink walls but they made it work.  I had to fantastic Martini's called "the big o". I am not sure what was in it but it was yummy! I am glad I only had two because wow they were strong. We eventually made our way to Daddy Rabbits where Pop Rocks was playing and Me, Amanda, and Loren danced the night away! Lots of drinking, shots, and dancing makes for a fun birthday night! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, fantasy;"&gt;Saturday.....We had to get up WAY  to early for the yard sale we were having but I did manage to make it. I drank lots of coffee and as soon as it was all over we packed up what we didn't sell and took a nap. When I finally woke up from the much needed nap we went and visited a few friends that were in town. It was nice catching up but we made it an early night!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;Sunday.......Mom, and I made our way to Salem to meet my sister Shelly to cruise around in her convertible. We went an ate lunch at a little place called the Leaky Bucket. It was a neat little cafe type restaurant on Forbs Lake. We will definitely be going back there again. After we ate we cruised around the lake for a little while and then did a little shopping. It was a great way to end a long birthday weekend. Thank you to all my friends and family that helped me celebrate and all the text, and email messages I received. Love you guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" border="0" alt="Bridget_19" align="right" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-1931393619452912237?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/1931393619452912237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/06/great-birthday-weekend.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/1931393619452912237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/1931393619452912237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/06/great-birthday-weekend.html' title='A Great Birthday Weekend!'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-6585515340488785585</id><published>2009-06-04T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T20:22:23.781-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>27</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;27....I am going to be 27 tomorrow! I know, how can that be?!!! What is it about this number that I just keep saying over and over? I know that I am not old but I feel like I am asking where the last few years went. I don't want to be 21 again believe me I am much happier with the person I am now.... but I feel like 27 really? I guess its just on the down hill slide to 30. I am no longer in my early 20's I am now in my late 20's! I realize I am just freaking out but that's what blogs are for I guess and since Eric isn't hear to listen to me this is the next best thing. I know that getting older is better than the alternative so I will stop ranting about turning 27 tomorrow and just have my last glass of wine as a 26 year old and hit the sac. Thanks for reading.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Bridget_19" src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" align="right" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-6585515340488785585?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/6585515340488785585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/06/27.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/6585515340488785585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/6585515340488785585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/06/27.html' title='27'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-584348783060675857</id><published>2009-06-04T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T20:06:05.954-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hair products'/><title type='text'>Blog worthy Product</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/SiiLeyN4u0I/AAAAAAAAADY/yzpt50yRd50/s1600-h/redken+shine.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343674318867446594" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/SiiLeyN4u0I/AAAAAAAAADY/yzpt50yRd50/s200/redken+shine.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As a hairdresser, or stylist, or Cosmetologist whatever you want to call me I have access to tons of great products. I thought why not share some of these great products with you all. The first product I am gonna share with you is.......&lt;a href="http://www.redken.com/products/haircare/color-extend/color-extend-shine-enrich"&gt;Redken Color Extend Shine Enrich&lt;/a&gt;. I have to tell you I don't love the entire line of color extend but I do love this product. You put in on your hair after its dried, straightened or curled whatever you may do, it tames down frizz and gives you amazing shine. Not only that but it also protects your color! I am currently using this product instead of any kind of pom aide for a soft touchable feel and look. So click &lt;a href="http://www.redken.com/products/haircare/color-extend/color-extend-shine-enrich"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and check it out or find your nearest Redken S&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Bridget_19" src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" align="right" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;alon and they can hook you up! Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-584348783060675857?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/584348783060675857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-worthy-product.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/584348783060675857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/584348783060675857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-worthy-product.html' title='Blog worthy Product'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/SiiLeyN4u0I/AAAAAAAAADY/yzpt50yRd50/s72-c/redken+shine.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-1557202111113912100</id><published>2009-05-28T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T19:05:04.345-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotion'/><title type='text'>Thankful</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It has been one of those days and all I really want to write is how thankful I am for the many blessings in my life, big or small. I have great friends and a great family that will be there for me though anything. Please take the time to realize where your blessings come from and to always be thankful for the blessings that you have even when it seems like you can't possibly find one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Bridget_19" src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" align="right" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-1557202111113912100?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/1557202111113912100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/05/thankful.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/1557202111113912100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/1557202111113912100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/05/thankful.html' title='Thankful'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-953547522974506679</id><published>2009-05-27T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T20:18:06.128-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotion'/><title type='text'>Since I started blogging</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Since I have started blogging I have stopped writing in my journal. Sometimes I think that is good and other times bad. The problem with blogging is I am always second guessing what I should write, its a big thing to let people into your deepest thoughts. I don't want to offend anyone or write something out of emotion and regret it later. I am a very emotional person I feel what I feel and don't apologize for it. I think that we are all allowed to feel how we want at certain times even if we don't know why we feel that way at the time. Its one thing to write that in a journal so you can go back an reread it later but I whole different story to let other people read it. Not only that but then you wonder, will anyone even care to read about this? I am trying to find that happy medium because I draw perspective from reading old journal post, rather it be a fight with Eric or a happy or sad moment in my life. I guess I am asking for your patience and courtesy as I try to find this happy medium. With that said....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It seems like things are on hold. Currently the company Eric works for is really slow, like slower than they have seen for years.(Big surprise right?) He works for the Rail Road and when he got the job we were so thankful because it was a pretty sure thing that there would never be layoffs. Well never say never because they have laid a lot of guys and Eric is hanging on by a thread with his seniority. He has already had to start working out of a different depot than he's used to and it seems like we are just holding our breath to see if the layoff is going to get to him.  When I say things are on hold it's like things we want to do to the house, like a patio, a shed, finish the basement or even buy Eric a jeep. I realize we cant do all of these things at once even if there was no fear of a layoff but now we are to afraid to spend any money out of our savings just in case. As the waiting game goes on we will have to settle for small things we want for our home and pray that either way it goes we will get through it. The Lord has always seen us through and I have no doubt that he will again. (just fyi I really want to delete this whole last paragraph but am making my self post it) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-953547522974506679?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/953547522974506679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/05/since-i-started-blogging.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/953547522974506679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/953547522974506679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/05/since-i-started-blogging.html' title='Since I started blogging'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-5450723896878050435</id><published>2009-05-27T19:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T19:45:13.086-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='useful info'/><title type='text'>Goop is my new best friend!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Have you ever gotten baby oil, or chap stick, or butter, or any oily substance on your clothes? Well if you're like me then the answer would be yes! In the past if I have gotten some form of oil on my clothes I figured they were ruined and would just use them as rags or something to sleep in.(sexy right???) Anyway, I was telling a girlfriend of mine that I had got some baby oil like stuff on a favorite pair of bermuda shorts and I was so pissed they were ruined. My friend's mom is a laundry connoisseur and she said that GOOP will take it out. Yep I said GOOP, like the stuff to get oil or stains off your hands. Make sure that is says safe for laundry and then smear it on the stain and let it set for awhile, like 20 mins and then just wash in the washer. I didn't even use laundry soap and it came out. I even had a jacket that had gotten stained like a month ago and I thought well might as well try it and yep it worked! GOOP has saved my favorite shorts and a jacket, so I thought it was definitely blog worthy. Good bye stains, hello Goop!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Bridget_19" src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" align="right" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-5450723896878050435?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/5450723896878050435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/05/goop-is-my-new-best-friend.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/5450723896878050435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/5450723896878050435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/05/goop-is-my-new-best-friend.html' title='Goop is my new best friend!'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-7334153011450869131</id><published>2009-05-26T19:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T19:46:52.541-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>How do we have this much crap?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I cant believe it but my husband and his sister have talked me into having a yard sale! Just so you know I HATE yard sales, or garage sales whatever you call them from where you're from. Anyway, as Eric and I use a rainy afternoon to go through some things in our basement I find myself asking, "where did we have all this crap in our small apartment?"  Eric has a bad habit of keeping things but even he let go of some stuff and allowed me to throw some things away. However we had to try to sell a very old pair of Doc Martins for .50 cents when I really wanted to trash them. The nice thing about going through all your junk is we found old pictures from back when we were young and in high school. It was definitely a trip down memory lane. It was also amazing to me how much our decorating taste has changed. Things I just had to have for our apartment I am like, eww I cant believe I loved that so much. I am so thankful for the perspective going through your old things can give you. In the end after I complained about having to do it I earned alot more than a couple of &lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Bridget_19" src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" align="right" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;bucks I'll make on a yard sale.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-7334153011450869131?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/7334153011450869131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/05/how-do-we-have-this-much-crap.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/7334153011450869131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/7334153011450869131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/05/how-do-we-have-this-much-crap.html' title='How do we have this much crap?'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-6778023525214825723</id><published>2009-05-25T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T21:05:08.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorial Day Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It would be selfish to ask for a better weekend than we just had. Great weather, family, and friends. Friday night my friend Amanda and I went out for a little while at a local pub in the area. We reminisced about OLD times, listened to good music and just had a great time. On Saturday Eric and I left for a friends wedding out of town. The weather was beautiful and it was a nice drive over. The wedding was great, the groom is a friend of ours from high school and he has found a great girl. We couldn't be happier for them. Congrats Jacob and Kate. At the reception we ate, drank and caught up with our friends at the reception. After we left there we were staying with our friends Ashley and Jeff that live in the area. We stayed up as late as we could talking and catching up. About 12:30 we had enough and had to hit the sac. Sunday morning was so nice we woke up had coffee and donuts and talked some more. Jeff was dying to make these shake and cook pancakes so he did and they were really good. Eric had to introduce Ashley and Jeff to peanut butter on their pancakes, Jeff seemed to really like it.....Ash not so much but she didn't hate it either. We did more talking and laughing and then went to lunch and were sadly on our way home. It was so nice spending time with them and cant wait to do it again hopefully soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Sunday night we went to a little campground fairly close to home and hung out with Brent and Charity, Cody and some of Charity's family. Eric I were almost undefeated playing corn hole until Brent and Randy beat us but I must say it was a close game. It was a nice night to set around the campfire and bullshit about anything and everything that came to mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Monday morning was a little disappointing since it was raining but then I thought why not sleep just a little bit longer, so I did. Later I woke up and got some coffee and then looked aimlessly online for some new bedding. After forever online I have it narrowed down at least. After that we got some stuff done around the house and then went to Eric's parents for a cook out. I ate entirely to much but it was all so good I couldn't help myself. It was a nice end to a GREAT weekend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Bridget_19" src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" align="right" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-6778023525214825723?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/6778023525214825723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/05/memorial-day-weekend.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/6778023525214825723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/6778023525214825723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/05/memorial-day-weekend.html' title='Memorial Day Weekend'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-7680265424528717580</id><published>2009-05-18T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T21:08:57.950-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog award'/><title type='text'>I have a sushi grade blog, and you do to!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/ShIv9PC7gGI/AAAAAAAAACw/uuX-X4QAaiE/s1600-h/sushigradeblog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337381237444804706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 125px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/ShIv9PC7gGI/AAAAAAAAACw/uuX-X4QAaiE/s200/sushigradeblog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I received a awesome blog award from &lt;a href="http://mommynightowl.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mommy Nightowl&lt;/a&gt;! Now all I have to do is pass the award on to a few of my favorite blogs...so here they are in no particular order.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mommysjustjoking.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mommy's Just Joking&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ambersplace08.blogspot.com/"&gt;My so called Wonderful Life&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mustlovetots.blogspot.com/"&gt;Must love Tots&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://jordaninaz.blogspot.com/"&gt;Wide Open Spaces&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Bridget_19" src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" align="right" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-7680265424528717580?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/7680265424528717580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-have-sushi-grade-blog-and-you-do-to.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/7680265424528717580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/7680265424528717580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-have-sushi-grade-blog-and-you-do-to.html' title='I have a sushi grade blog, and you do to!'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/ShIv9PC7gGI/AAAAAAAAACw/uuX-X4QAaiE/s72-c/sushigradeblog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-3034159837726974836</id><published>2009-05-17T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T18:34:30.029-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giveaway'/><title type='text'>And the winner is....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I did it I finally drew for my first giveaway at the fabulous French Quarter Salon and Day Spa. I did it completely honest and legit old school style names in a hat. With out further ado the winner is.......Gretchen Thull. Congrats Gretchen you won the Spa Pedicure. For the others who entered to win you are not walking away empty handed. For Dawn, Christina and Marla you receive $10 off our Spa Pedicure. Call anytime for an appointment 217-342-3435. Thanks to you all for entering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Bridget_19" src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" align="right" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-3034159837726974836?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/3034159837726974836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/05/and-winner-is.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/3034159837726974836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/3034159837726974836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/05/and-winner-is.html' title='And the winner is....'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-6248438260604381423</id><published>2009-05-17T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T18:21:51.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Congrats Morgan Blyss!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;A big huge Congrats to my cousin Morgan for Graduating High School today! I cant believe that little stinky is done with high school and will be embarking on a new journey very soon. She will be leaving her family and friends in a few months and going to the Navy. I am so proud of the person that she has became. She has had a lot to deal with in the past few years but she has handled it in stride. Morgan if you are reading this, I love you and I will always be here for you. Always remember to look forward to the future and don't dwell in the past. I have no doubt that you will go and do great things, just remember where you came from and be true to yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Bridget_19" src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" align="right" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-6248438260604381423?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/6248438260604381423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/05/congrats-morgan-blyss.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/6248438260604381423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/6248438260604381423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/05/congrats-morgan-blyss.html' title='Congrats Morgan Blyss!!!!'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-2194583371849633319</id><published>2009-05-17T17:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T17:56:05.043-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>Check it out</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I want to tell you all about a new AWESOME facial we are doing at The French Quarter. We are calling it our Collagen Facial. It is basically an add on to our Intermediate Facial. It is a collagen mask that we put on and you get to lie down and relax for 30 minutes and listen to soft music. It takes away lines and wrinkles and even dark circles. So give us a call at 217-342-3435, come check it out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Bridget_19" src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" align="right" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-2194583371849633319?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/2194583371849633319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/05/check-it-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/2194583371849633319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/2194583371849633319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/05/check-it-out.html' title='Check it out'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-6301877895624003055</id><published>2009-05-13T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T19:53:46.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Giveaway.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Bridget_19" src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" align="right" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I haven't forgot about my first giveaway so if you still want to enter click &lt;a href="http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-first-giveaway.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and I will be drawing very soon. Who doesn't want a Spa Pedicure right?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-6301877895624003055?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/6301877895624003055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-first-giveaway.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/6301877895624003055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/6301877895624003055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-first-giveaway.html' title='My First Giveaway.'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-804004997227347298</id><published>2009-05-10T16:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T16:27:57.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A small act of kindness</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today after rushing around in IGA getting last minute flowers and cards for Mothers Day like so many people I witnessed a very small but sweet act of kindness. As I was leaving IGA there was a little old lady in front of me that had been using her cart to help her along and as she was leaving a young man was holding the door open for her. He very patiently held the door for her and then me. However after both of us were through the door he continued to help her to her car. He was with 2 other guys and they continued into the store but I watched him as he walked her to her car where someone was waiting for her. I know this seems like really no big deal it was just so nice to see a younger man have so much respect for this elderly women and I wanted to share it with you all. &lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Bridget_19" src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" align="right" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-804004997227347298?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/804004997227347298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/05/small-act-of-kindness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/804004997227347298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/804004997227347298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/05/small-act-of-kindness.html' title='A small act of kindness'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-632862769509328387</id><published>2009-05-04T13:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T20:05:27.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I have sorta been blogger M.I.A. lately, we have been so busy and I have tried to sit down and write on my blog like 3 times and I get nothing done. So much has been going on and I am overwhelmed with it all. Even now I don't know where to even go with this post. We have been putting more rock in our landscape and looking at trees. My Dad started my stucco finally after almost 2 years and it is looking good besides the outline of a penis that dried into it. I'm serious I will attach a picture it is REALLY classy. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332903392726402962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/SgJHYXjux5I/AAAAAAAAACo/hi7DeQykQQs/s200/penis+pic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;                                                                                                        told ya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;May is going to be a very busy month for us. We have 2 weddings, 2 graduations and a graduation party. The month will be over before we know it. That's the thing about time its gone in a flash. There never seems to be enough time in the day to get all the stuff done we need to. Our list of spring to do's seems to be getting longer as the day goes on. Our vacation this fall seems to be getting dimmer. Oh well it will be nice to get more stuff done around the house. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My sister and her hubby found some land to buy very close to where there are now. I was SO HAPPY for her, you have no idea. That is what the good news that brought tears to my eyes. I know some of you were thinking prego but nope not this time. They are going to have 18 acres 2 or 3 barns and a house! It is like her dream. They will be able to keep all their horses and their dogs its great!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have to admit that part of the reason I haven't blogged was I have had an extremely bad attitude and didn't want to come across ungrateful or bitter. The truth is for the people who don't know me I didn't want to seem either of those things because I am not.  However I do feel that's why I have a blog so from here on out I will blog about how I feel even if it seems hateful, or any other emotions. I know this was a random post but my head was just all over the&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Bridget_19" src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" align="right" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; place.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-632862769509328387?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/632862769509328387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/05/random.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/632862769509328387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/632862769509328387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/05/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/SgJHYXjux5I/AAAAAAAAACo/hi7DeQykQQs/s72-c/penis+pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-8545964430678002939</id><published>2009-04-22T20:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T20:49:23.188-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Random Good Things...Thanks Sugar Sweet Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;This is a neat blog idea from my friend at &lt;a href="http://christinagblogspot.blogspot.com/2009/04/no-buts-althoughs-or-howevers.html"&gt;Sugar Sweet Thoughts&lt;/a&gt;...The idea is to list five random things that are good with no buts, althoughs, or howevers. Just 5 things that we are happy or grateful for. Like S.S.T. said "We all have so much to be happy and grateful about... let's share a smile. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;1. Spring weather...the warm sun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;2. Eric's laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;3. Fresh clean sheets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;4. Fat Free Peanut Butter Frozen Yogurt from Homewood Grill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;5. Getting good news that almost brings tears to your eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Do you have 5 Random things that make you happy or that you are grateful for? Comment or repost this on your blog and "share a smile."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Bridget_19" src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" align="right" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-8545964430678002939?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/8545964430678002939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/04/5-random-good-thingsthanks-sugar-sweet.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/8545964430678002939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/8545964430678002939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/04/5-random-good-thingsthanks-sugar-sweet.html' title='5 Random Good Things...Thanks Sugar Sweet Thoughts'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-7165635036188274899</id><published>2009-04-20T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T19:50:33.528-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pet peeves'/><title type='text'>A Small Pet Peeve...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget to enter to win a &lt;a href="http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-first-giveaway.html"&gt;Spa Pedicure&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;What is the point of paying at the pump if you have to go inside and get your dang receipt? In the small town where I live it never fails that my low fuel light is on and I am forced to go and use the pumps up town. I have a diesel jetta so I am lucky that the diesel pumps are even working and when they are it never fails that I have to go "see cashier" to get my receipt. It drives me crazy and I felt it needed to be shared! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Bridget_19" src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" align="right" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-7165635036188274899?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/7165635036188274899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/04/small-pet-peeve.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/7165635036188274899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/7165635036188274899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/04/small-pet-peeve.html' title='A Small Pet Peeve...'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-7097636911489621430</id><published>2009-04-18T18:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T19:05:16.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Caught in the Act!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Believe it or not but I am 26 years old and for the first time in years today my husband and I were caught in a little mid morning quickie. Now I normally don't write such personal things like this on my blog because honestly some of you may be like ewww TMI....but this was so funny so I'm going to tell you anyway or you can stop reading now. First a little background story...we live in a very small town where most of our family lives within miles and some of them stop by with out notice or a phone call. Most of the time no big deal right? Right....except today...my hubby had ran to his parents to help them with some computer issue and when he got back he had to print something for them and then bring it back. Since this wasn't going to take long he left our garage door open(rookie mistake)and went to the office to our printer. I went in just for a morning smooch and then one thing lead to another and blah blah blah you get the idea. Not to long into blah blah blah we hear someone yell, "hey you guys home?" HOLY SHIT!!!! I throw on my clothes and ran to the bedroom and I hear my husband yell, "HOLD ON!" At this point I am dying laughing because I was not about to go out there and try to pretend nothing was going on, meantime hubby's Uncle is in the kitchen still yelling to see if we were here. Hubby finally makes is way out to the kitchen and acts like no big deal! I wait for Uncle to leave and then come out still laughing like I cant believe this just happened, who doesn't knock even if the garage door is open?!!! Obviously he doesn't but really should at least for our sake. Next time garage door will defiantly be down and front door locked! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Bridget_19" src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" align="right" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-7097636911489621430?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/7097636911489621430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/04/caught-in-act.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/7097636911489621430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/7097636911489621430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/04/caught-in-act.html' title='Caught in the Act!'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-1686557712167790722</id><published>2009-04-18T18:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T18:41:19.542-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giveaway'/><title type='text'>MY FIRST GIVEAWAY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;After weeks and maybe months of begging from a friend I am finally doing my first blog giveaway. What is it you ask? Well it is going to be a.........SPA PEDICURE at The French Quarter Salon and Day Spa where I happen to work. I realize that many of you don't live in the area so this giveaway probably doesn't excite you very much and I am sorry maybe my next giveaway will be more broad. This is is how it works, for fun I would like you to not only leave a comment on my blog but tell my why you of all people should win a fabulous pedicure. You can also post my giveaway on your blog, come back and tell me about it and then your entered again. I will randomly draw the winner soon but haven't set a date yet. I will keep you all posted. May the best or worst feet win!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Bridget_19" src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" align="right" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-1686557712167790722?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/1686557712167790722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-first-giveaway.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/1686557712167790722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/1686557712167790722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-first-giveaway.html' title='MY FIRST GIVEAWAY!'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-3890199593420353633</id><published>2009-04-15T19:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T19:34:19.482-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Hate Rude People</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Have you ever encountered a person so rude that no matter what kind of smile you plaster to your face it doesn't take away their scowl? I know that you have, so you have to ask yourself....Who pissed in their Cheerios? Did they wake up on the wrong side of the bed? We all have our bad days but in general I try not to take it out on complete strangers. I mean how hard is it to say excuse me in the isle at Wal Mart instead of bumping into my cart. How about just some common kindness. I always think that kindness gets you a lot farther than being rude. I work with the public everyday and most people are nice and friendly. However you always have that one person that can ruin your day faster than 10 great clients. The one rude lady that wants to throw her weight around and be demanding and act like a real ass. So to all you compulsively rude people...stop it already its getting you no where! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-3890199593420353633?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/3890199593420353633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-hate-rude-people.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/3890199593420353633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/3890199593420353633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-hate-rude-people.html' title='I Hate Rude People'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-7889597606732886824</id><published>2009-04-15T18:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T18:28:41.622-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She Finally did it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;I want to send a big blogger welcome to my friend Gretchen who just started her blog. &lt;a href="http://www.christinagblogspot.blogspot.com/"&gt;Christina &lt;/a&gt;and I have been on her for awhile and she finally did it. I encourage all of you to go check her out at &lt;a href="http://mommysjustjoking.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mommy's Just Joking&lt;/a&gt;. She will be a blog natural. She is smart, funny, honest, and opinionated. Everything you need to have a great blog! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Bridget_19" src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" align="right" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-7889597606732886824?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/7889597606732886824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/04/she-finally-did-it.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/7889597606732886824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/7889597606732886824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/04/she-finally-did-it.html' title='She Finally did it!'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-7665480544143330582</id><published>2009-04-08T19:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T06:08:24.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I am glad to be doing one of &lt;a href="http://mamakatslosinit.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mama Kat's &lt;/a&gt;writing assignments again, its been to long. Here are the Prompts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;1.) Describe a moment when you realized you and your spouse were SO different.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;2.) What is your role in the household?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;3.) Write about how you felt when you discovered you were lied to.(creativewritingprompts.com)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;4.) Describe a hard time you gave a teacher...what would you say to them today?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;5.) What is an unpleasant experience you had eating? Write a poem, paragraph, or something else about the experience.(writingfix.com)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;First I am going to do #2, What is your role in the household? Well if you ask me I do everything. Eric is gone a lot so I usually clean the house, pay the bills, and take care of anything that goes wrong. I am not sure who "wears the pants" but I used to think it was me but anymore I think its Eric. I liked it so much more when I felt like I was in charge. (I'm kinda bossy.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Next # 1, Describe a moment when you realized you and your spouse were so different. I am not sure that there was a moment when I realized it but we are very different in some aspects. I am social but enjoying staying in, he is ALWAYS ready to go out. I like to spend money, he likes to save. I love sweets and hes not so much into them. I say whats on my mind and he usually holds his emotions in. I guess it's true that opposites attract. Fortunately we usually agree on the big things so that makes up for the differences in the small things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;# 4, Describe a hard time you gave to a teacher and what would you say to them now? My senior year I gave my Algebra III teacher Mr. Schotman a hard time EVERYDAY! It was not horrible but I was always complaining about his teaching and why we had to know three ways to get the same answer. I really sucked at math and I did whatever I could to get him off topic so we could talk about anything else. If I seen him today I would tell him he was one of the smartest teachers I have ever had and thank you for putting up with me and always trying to get me to love math.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hope you enjoyed my post, thanks for reading:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Bridget_19" src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" align="right" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-7665480544143330582?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/7665480544143330582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-am-glad-to-be-doing-one-of-mama-kats.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/7665480544143330582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/7665480544143330582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-am-glad-to-be-doing-one-of-mama-kats.html' title=''/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-6010827984948386255</id><published>2009-04-08T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T19:23:43.865-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Second Christina!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gretchen, This is a little something for you...You know how I am always telling you to blog? Well I am not the only one who thinks so. I know you will love me for this so check this out. &lt;a href="http://christinagblogspot.blogspot.com/"&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt;.....&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Bridget_19" src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" align="right" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now go get on your computer and start already!!!! Love you!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-6010827984948386255?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/6010827984948386255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-second-christina.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/6010827984948386255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/6010827984948386255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-second-christina.html' title='I Second Christina!'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-1195307009623542193</id><published>2009-04-07T05:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T05:49:18.670-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>A cute short story.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;The other day at work Maria and I were doing a pedicure on an expecting mom and her little daughter that was probably 3 years old. As I was painting the little girls toes she was asking lots of questions about everything and it was so cute. She finally asked me, "do you do back rubs here?" I said, "well yes we do." She then looked up at her mommy and said, "do you need one Mommy?" I thought that was the cutest thing ever and wanted to share it. It was so sweet how she wanted to make sure her Mommy was taking care of.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Bridget_19" src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" align="right" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-1195307009623542193?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/1195307009623542193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/04/cute-short-story.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/1195307009623542193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/1195307009623542193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/04/cute-short-story.html' title='A cute short story.....'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-2366732508281506186</id><published>2009-04-06T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T19:38:38.054-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Children of Divorced Parents</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;I'm really not even sure how to start this post because I have so much emotion tied into it. I don't think I can get it across but here goes....My parents are divorced. It happened when I was 3 and my sister was just a few months old, so a long time ago. It really sucked at times but my sister and I endured. This post is not about me and my childhood trials, but about other children of divorced parents. I actually seen an Oprah show on this topic a long while back, DVR'd it and kept it for a VERY long time because I felt like she was talking about me and my experiences. It was like a do's and dont's for parents getting divorced. Most of this seemed common sense to me but apparently isn't. I felt like anyone getting divorced that had children should have to take a course in "how to remain a mature adult after divorce." However so far this course is not a requirement. I have this need and want to help kids who are going through this. It can be so hard feeling like your put in the middle or if you have fun with one parent you are betraying the other. Children don't choose for their parents to get divorced and its unfair for them to have to feel like they must choose sides between Mom and Dad. They are often forgot about even from other family members because everyone gets wrapped up in the ugly divorce. Children of divorce of all ages need a voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Right now this is hitting close to home with someone I am very close to. I am seeing this parent that I love make huge mistakes and act like a child. They cant seem to get past the hurt and are taking all of it out on their children. They are making them choose and trying to hurt their ex but only hurting the kids. I am sorry but you don't turn your back on your kids and just say that "your done". They have done nothing more than to deal the best way they can with whats happened to them. It may not always be right but they are young adults and are trying to find the way. The divorce happened long enough ago that its time to move on with the pity party and pick yourself up. We are all dealt a bad hand of cards at one point in our life and how we choose to play those cards makes us who we are. Better or worse is your decision. I have talked to this person and others close to this person until I am blue in the face and until my blood pressure is boiling over. I am only 26 and cant understand why this seems so common sense to me but others are blinded by anger and resentment. I consider myself a very level headed person but I won't stand by and pretend that I don't see whats going on any more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;I am not sure if the person I am writing this about or if anyone that is going through a divorce even will read this but if so I am begging you to take a step back and look at the big picture. Put yourself in your children's shoes and try to see things how they would.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;I am not trying to say I have any clue what it is like to be going through a divorce and pray I never do. I am just writing from personal experiences in dealing with having divorced parents. Thank you all for reading this really long post but it is close to my heart and wanted to share it with you all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 86px; HEIGHT: 41px" height="39" alt="Bridget_19" src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" width="86" align="right" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-2366732508281506186?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/2366732508281506186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/04/children-of-divorced-parents.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/2366732508281506186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/2366732508281506186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/04/children-of-divorced-parents.html' title='Children of Divorced Parents'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-5903173195546753415</id><published>2009-03-23T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T21:12:44.704-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>My Faults...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This may not be your typical post but the mood I'm in I feel its blog worthy. We all have faults, we may not want to admit to them but we do. Some drive other people crazy and some drive ourselves crazy! So..I thought I would list of few of my many faults. I thought if they are in writing I can work on them...here goes, in no particular order....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I am opinionated. This is one that after the word vomit of opinions comes out I feel horrible about. I tend to be opinionated on things that I have experience with.... Such as, building a house, having divorced parents, marriage, decorating,weddings, things to do with hair and nails. You get the idea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I talk loudly. I get this honest but it drives me crazy when I find myself practically yelling for no reason. Don't even give me a drink or two, then I just talk louder and faster. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I care to much. I love my friends and family and when one of them is hurting I want to make it stop. I have the tendency to want to help even when the person doesn't seem to want it. I want to fix any problem I can so they can feel better. I do this out of love but still I should just step back and wait for the person to come around. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I want to be in control. I feel better when I am in control or at least feel like I am. This is different than being controlling I don't feel like I am that but its a fine line. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I take things to personal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I am a people pleaser. This gets exhausting!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I over think things....again exhausting.&lt;/p&gt;I know this may seem like I am being hard on myself but it's the truth and the truth is not always easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="40" alt="Bridget_19" src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" width="86" align="right" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-5903173195546753415?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/5903173195546753415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-faults.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/5903173195546753415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/5903173195546753415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-faults.html' title='My Faults...'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-6358427506959343430</id><published>2009-03-21T13:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T21:14:03.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Twilight Obession Continues.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;For any of you that may not know this, Twilight the movie came out at 12:01 this morning. Therefore last night at 11:30p.m. Stacy, Maria and I ventured to Wal Mart. We had already reserved our copies at Blockbuster but wanted to see how many other crazy Twilight fans would venture out. We were surprised to find there were a few more people than we expected. We walked around and looked at the Twilight memorabilia and decided we didn't want to see the frenzy begin so we left for Blockbuster. Even at Blockbuster people were lined up for their pre-ordered copies. Once the copies were in our hands we were like little school girls laughing and giggling. We ended our night by going to Niemergs for a little breakfast or grilled cheese's. Eric kept calling it Twilight night and it sure was. We are all so happy to get our movies and you don't even have to ask what we are all probably doing today!&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Bridget_19" src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" align="right" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-6358427506959343430?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/6358427506959343430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/03/twilight-obession-continues.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/6358427506959343430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/6358427506959343430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/03/twilight-obession-continues.html' title='Twilight Obession Continues.....'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-1336495710672250409</id><published>2009-03-10T17:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T18:23:26.354-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vegas Vacation!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;If you didn't know last week Eric and I and our friends Stacy and Johnny ventured to Las Vegas for a little vacation. It was the first real vacation Eric and I have taken since our honeymoon so it was much needed. Vegas is not your relaxing vacation but we had so much fun. We started running the minute we got there which was early Monday morning. Our first day we visited the Venetian which was one our favorite hotels. We took a gondola ride, and looked around all the shops that were there. One of the funnest things Eric and I did that day was go to a wax museum. For some reason we got a big kick out of that. It helped that they had Tupac, who my husband has always loved. Funny I know but if you know him you know its true. The rest of the day we visited the hotels and casinos and tried to take it all in. Everything is so big there. That night we got to meet Johnny's brother Pat who lives in Vegas. He is the complete opposite of Johnny kinda of hippie like but very, very nice. We were able to go eat dinner with him and let them catch up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Day Two....This was on of our favorite days. We got up extremely early and boarded a bus to the Grand Canyon. It was a 5 hour drive and it felt like we may never get there. When we finally got there words cant describe what the canyon looked like. Fabulous, Awesome, Astonishing, Great, just to try to name a few. It almost seemed as if the Canyon wasn't real. It was like you needed to rub your eyes and make sure you were seeing what you were. We went to two different look out points and we took so many pictures trying to take it all in since it may be awhile before we get back. I must say if you are ever out in Vegas and have the time take the trip it was worth every penny and the long drive.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Day Three....We started this day out a little later than the day before which was nice for a change because we had two very early mornings. We started by eating breakfast in the hotel at a restaurant called America. I really liked this place I think we ate there like 3 out of the 5 mornings. They had the best pancakes I have eaten since my Grandma used to make them. After that Eric and Johnny headed to a golf course and Stacy and I were off to the mall. The guys golfing ended up being kind of a bust because it was a very small course. Stacy and I enjoyed doing a little shopping as always but we never get enough time to get it all in. After that we went and visited the famous WELCOME TO LAS VEGAS sign, and then back to the hotel to get ready to meet Pat in Old Vegas. This was probably Eric's favorite night. We visited the old casinos waiting for the light show to start. Eric and Pat found a casino called The Mermaid which a friend of ours had told Eric about. The waitresses were bringing Eric double and triple crown and cokes so you can only imagine. The light show was totally AWESOME, we all really enjoyed it. Eric was feeling really good by the time that we were headed back to get on the deuce to bring us back to our hotel. The driver told Eric he couldn't have his drink on the bus so he had to drink it or throw it away. The driver said however you cant throw it away because you are in Vegas and they don't allow that here. The driver thought Eric had thrown it away and called him the bus's designated wuss...It was so funny especially when Eric gets back to his seat and pulls the drink out of his pants. I was mortified. He then continued to talk to this old lady he was sitting by, I was like get us off this bus! When we finally did get off the bus the driver used his speaker and said "your the man Eric." We all started laughing as we continued to our hotel.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Day 4....Our final whole day in Vegas. First thing in the morning we took our Pink Jeep Tour to the Hoover Dam. It to was so cool. It's amazing how much engineering went into it. We did the tour and got lots of pictures, got some dam souvenirs, a dam coke and some dam nachos.LOL. We used "dam" all day that day. That night we went to Paris and went up in the Eiffel Tower. It was amazing. Eric really hated it but did it for me anyway. While we were up there we were able to see the fountains at the Bellagio. Once they were over Eric was like lets get down from here. After that we walked to the Bellagio to see the fountains up close. Besides the Canyon it was one of my favorite things we got to see. I could have stood there all night and watched them. That was our final night in Vegas and we boarded a plane home the next day and that was it...back to the real world.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Thank you for reading all about our Vegas trip. I am sorry it was so long I tried to keep it as short as I could but we did so many things I wanted to try and share them all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Bridget_19" src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" align="right" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-1336495710672250409?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/1336495710672250409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/03/vegas-vacation.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/1336495710672250409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/1336495710672250409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/03/vegas-vacation.html' title='Vegas Vacation!!!'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-5372301592024651870</id><published>2009-03-08T15:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T15:08:29.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation Blues.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am so behind, behind on laundry, on blogging, on housework. I LOVE vacation but when its time to come home its exhausting trying to get back in the swing of things. I haven't had time to read any blogs or post any for that matter. I will be blogging about our trip but I am gonna need some time to get back on track. I hope you all will come back and read all about our Vegas Vacation. Till then.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Bridget_19" src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" align="right" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-5372301592024651870?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/5372301592024651870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/03/vacation-blues.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/5372301592024651870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/5372301592024651870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/03/vacation-blues.html' title='Vacation Blues.'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-5516489305602142103</id><published>2009-02-26T20:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T20:17:40.643-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sister'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>What made my childhood bearable???</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;My favorite thing of the week is here again...&lt;a href="http://mamakatslosinit.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mama &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; writing assignment, here are this weeks prompts....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;1.) For your birthday a sibling has decided to have the first six months of your blog printed and bound. Write a forward for the book.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;2.) Write a 26-line poem using all the letters of the alphabet, where the first line starts with the letter "A," the second "B," the third "C," etc., culminating with the final line starting with "Z."(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;writersdigest&lt;/span&gt;.com)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;3.) Start your story with, "In retrospect, I wouldn't say it was my best idea." And end it with, "And that's how I attempted to make this world a better place.(writersdigest.com)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;4.) What would the truth have done? Write about a time when honesty was NOT the best policy.(writingfix.com)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;5.) What made your childhood bearable? Write about it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/Sad6iZT_1KI/AAAAAAAAACA/sC4r_itcy2o/s1600-h/050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307345417208321186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/Sad6iZT_1KI/AAAAAAAAACA/sC4r_itcy2o/s200/050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have choose to do #5. What made your childhood bearable? This is an easy question for me to answer. Although my grandparents are close runner ups my sister is what made my childhood bearable. Our parents were divorced when I was three and she was only three months. From the time I can remember we have been looking out for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;each other&lt;/span&gt;. Even though I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;torchered&lt;/span&gt; her at times as you read from last weeks assignment, I was the only one allowed to do so. I can't even begin to explain how she made my childhood bearable. We have a bond that only sisters can have. The kind of bond that at its worst is more than you could ask for. I love my parents but being divorced things were not always the easiest on us. Sometimes we felt torn between them and I become much of a people &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;pleaser&lt;/span&gt; wanting everyone to be happy. My sister on the other hand was the opposite, she felt what she felt and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;apologize&lt;/span&gt; for it. Even though we are almost complete opposites we have always been close. Some of my best memories were spent riding our horses at Grandmas and being completely silly. We would do things that only we thought were funny and spend hours riding up and down the same dirt road. The days of being a kid are long gone and yet the closeness we share is as strong as ever. She is my go to person, the one person that even if I am wrong she will do her best to side with me. I could call her in the middle of night for any reason big or small and I know she would be there for me. My husband sometimes gets a little upset that I say this because he feels like he should be that person. In some ways he is but I try to tell him that she has been there my whole life and there is an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;unconditional&lt;/span&gt; love there that cant be broken. I love you sis, I cant imagine my life without you, your the best sister anyone could ask for.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Bridget_19" src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" align="right" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-5516489305602142103?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/5516489305602142103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-made-my-childhood-bearable.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/5516489305602142103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/5516489305602142103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-made-my-childhood-bearable.html' title='What made my childhood bearable???'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/Sad6iZT_1KI/AAAAAAAAACA/sC4r_itcy2o/s72-c/050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-2372759031367576397</id><published>2009-02-25T17:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T17:42:24.285-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing New....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;It's been almost a week since my last post and as I sit here tonight trying to think of something funny and witty to write about I draw a blank. We leave for vacation in only a few days and I am tired, I don't feel that well, and it has been a pretty stressful week. I guess I just haven't felt the urge to blog about ANYTHING. I have enjoyed reading all the other blogs but cant even drum up enough energy to leave comments and I love leaving comments. Hopefully tomorrow I will feel better and will be energized enough to do Mama Kats writing assignment, or blog about something more interesting than what I am boring you poor people with right now:) Till next time........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Bridget_19" src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" align="right" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-2372759031367576397?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/2372759031367576397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/02/nothing-new.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/2372759031367576397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/2372759031367576397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/02/nothing-new.html' title='Nothing New....'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-7454179160346866243</id><published>2009-02-19T18:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T19:23:41.734-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This weeks writing assignment...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It's time for &lt;a href="http://mamakatslosinit.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mama Kats &lt;/a&gt;writing assignment and this week I am gonna be an over achiever and write on three of them. I know some people write on several of these a week but not me this is a first. So here were my choices:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;The Prompts:&lt;br /&gt;1.) If you were starring on American Idol TONIGHT and HAD to sing, what song would you choose and why.&lt;br /&gt;2.) Take a picture of yourself right this minute without primping and explain to us why it is you have not washed your hair today.&lt;br /&gt;3.) I just asked Pat to help me with a writing prompt so here's his: "What do you think about the NBA All Star game"...blech.&lt;br /&gt;4.) What's your number one pet peeve? Develop a punishment for anyone caught in the act.&lt;br /&gt;5.) Write about something mean you did to a sibling growing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okay so first # 2&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304696288286310306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/SZ4RKzCjf6I/AAAAAAAAAB4/256Ro0_fGgs/s200/023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I just got of work and read Mama Kats assignment and grabbed my camera and this is what you got. I don't look horrible but I have looked better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;#4 A pet peeve- I hate when people smack their gum or chew their food loudly. It not only grosses me out but people should know better! I think the punishment should be that I am able to SMACK them upside the head and say "STOP THAT!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;# 5 Something mean I did to a sibling growing up-This one I really had to think hard about and choose wisely. I am the oldest so there is a list a mile long of things I did to my sis that were mean. Although we are very close now back in the day I really could be horrible. Okay so the first thing that comes to my mind would be..... and I cant believe I am writing it because its so bad. Here goes...I used to tie a very long rope around my sisters foot and then she would run in circles kinda like I was lunging a horse. At any given time I would pull the rope and of course her leg and she would fall to the ground and I would laugh. Most of the time she would laugh too but wow that is so mean. I would always tell her you go first and then you can do it to me but you know that never happened. I always made her try anything dangerous first and if she didn't get hurt then I would try it. I tell myself that made her tough. 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href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-7454179160346866243?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/7454179160346866243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/02/this-weeks-writing-assignment.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/7454179160346866243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/7454179160346866243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/02/this-weeks-writing-assignment.html' title='This weeks writing assignment...'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/SZ4RKzCjf6I/AAAAAAAAAB4/256Ro0_fGgs/s72-c/023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-3488426946922155383</id><published>2009-02-17T19:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T20:57:52.287-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Grandpa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"&gt;Today my Grandpa turned 73! He is a young 73 still very active and in pretty good health. Tonight almost my whole family gathered at Grandma and Grandpa's to celebrate. I have your typical dysfunctional family, loud, opinionated, oh and did I mention loud. I got to Grandmas late and everyone was already eating and teasing each other restlessly. In my family if they aren't giving you a hard time about something then they must be mad at you, and it's only a matter of time before they tell you why. There is no sweeping our problems under the rug in this family we get it all out there and get over it later. Many years ago my one uncle shot (with a gun) up a keg my other uncle had bought for a party, but that's a whole other blog story. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"&gt;There was no place left to sit because my Grannie's house is not that big,I think we out grew it years ago but I love it there, its home. Since I was late most of the food had already been devoured its everyman for himself with my family. I was able to get some of my favorite things and finally found a seat. The noise level was very loud by this time and I was literally in 3 conversations at once. I thought to myself, I love this family but we are crazy! If I was an outsider looking in I would run for the hills(sorry Eric). After we ate the craziness continued, my Uncle Dave has called my sister and I "sugar tit babies" since I can remember and unfortunately we have yet to grow out of that. I'm not sure how it got started but I think it had something to do with us being spoiled which we SO weren't. HA. Luckily we have grown out of the wedgies and "licky kisses" he used to hand out. If anyone is unaware of what a licky kiss is....it's where you are held down and you basically get the side of your face licked. SO very gross I know that's my family. I'm sad to say that my 2 younger cousins were tortured with the licky kisses tonight. Mikala, no help from me because I felt like I lived threw it so will she. She was of course mortified and wasn't very happy with me but she loves me and will get over it. The talking continued sometimes from the kitchen to the living room as its easier to almost yell than it is to get up and go in there. We talked about things from dogs to guns to my cousins basketball game from last week. You know typical family stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"&gt;As the night went on one by one my Mom, aunts, uncles and cousins left til it was just Grandma, Grandpa, me and my sis. I LOVE the rest of my family but when its just the four of us it brings me back to a time where Mom worked nights and my sis and I stayed at Grandmas. It's a feeling that warms my heart because we were there so often and have so many good memories. Even with all the craziness that my family brings they would do anything in the world for me and I am truly grateful to have them. I am sure this is the first of many family blogs you will all read and hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Bridget_19" src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" align="right" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-3488426946922155383?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/3488426946922155383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-birthday-grandpa.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/3488426946922155383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/3488426946922155383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-birthday-grandpa.html' title='Happy Birthday Grandpa!'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-3301563867685192006</id><published>2009-02-14T12:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T12:20:42.584-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentines Day overrated??? I think so.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Happy Valentines Day to you all. I must say that as much as I love candy and chocolate I feel that this is one holiday that is seriously overrated. My husband and I do the cards and the small gifts but there so much pressure to be uber-romantic. I don't know the true definition of St. Valentine or anything but in our terms it is a day to show the ones we love &lt;strong&gt;how&lt;/strong&gt; much we love them. However, correct me if I'm wrong but with life as short as it is do we REALLY need a day to show people our love? Shouldn't we show the people we love how much we love them as often as we can? It means more to me when my husband does our laundry, makes my coffee in the mornings or mops the floors without having to be asked than a box of chocolates and a dozen roses that he paid way to much for. I hate to sound totally jaded but think about it. We all are very busy but when we take the time out of our busy day to do a small thing for a friend or loved one it shows how much we care about them. We don't need a special day for that do we?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Bridget_19" src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" align="right" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-3301563867685192006?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/3301563867685192006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentines-day-overrated-i-think-so.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/3301563867685192006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/3301563867685192006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentines-day-overrated-i-think-so.html' title='Valentines Day overrated??? I think so.'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-1641747177835705151</id><published>2009-02-11T20:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T18:16:05.528-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mama Kats Writing Assignment</title><content type='html'>Its time for Mama Kats writing Assignment! Here is this weeks options....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Prompts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) What was the first CD (or record or cassette) you ever purchased? Write about the way that particular album made you feel then. Write about how it makes you feel now. writersdigest.com&lt;br /&gt;2.) You were recently laid off. Instead of moping around, you've viewed it as a chance to start fresh. Pick a new career and write about your first day on the job.writersdigest.com&lt;br /&gt;3.) List your five most recent favorite things.&lt;br /&gt;4.) I'm hungry. Share your very favorite recipe!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I chose my 5 Most recent favorite things.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;1. Mirabella eye shadow- This is a new eyeshadow that we started selling at work and I absolutely love it. It goes on and stays on, I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. Ugg boots- I got them for Christmas and I cant tell you how much I love them. I stand all day at work and do not want to wear any other shoes till summer gets here.&lt;/p&gt;3. The Twilight Series-I have never read a book that sucks me in like these do. I am on book 3 and still loving it. I know it seems to be a teenage book but women of all ages are loving it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. My Snugly Blanket-Have you seen that infomercial that's basically the blanket with arms? Well I am always cold and my husband seen a similar one like that at Sears and got it for me. I love it! It is so warm and can be used as a throw or zipped up and wrapped around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Hope Chest- My husband just built an awesome hope chest out of walnut to set at the end of our bed. He is very good at woodworking and did a GREAT job. It looks nice and has lots of extra storage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Bridget_19" src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" align="right" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-1641747177835705151?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/1641747177835705151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/02/mama-kats-writing-assignment.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/1641747177835705151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/1641747177835705151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/02/mama-kats-writing-assignment.html' title='Mama Kats Writing Assignment'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-4241910707952407379</id><published>2009-02-11T17:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T18:39:29.505-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Honest Scrap</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/SZODhv5Pv8I/AAAAAAAAABY/LFp_EskWeEI/s1600-h/honest_scrap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301725802160701378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 206px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 204px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/SZODhv5Pv8I/AAAAAAAAABY/LFp_EskWeEI/s320/honest_scrap.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I just received my very first blog award! I am so excited. My lovely friend at &lt;a href="http://christinagblogspot.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sugar Sweet Thoughts &lt;/a&gt;gave me the award and since she introduced me to blogging I hope I am making her very proud.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The rules for this award are:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. Choose a minimum of 7 blogs that you find brilliant in content or design.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. Show the 7 winners' names and links on your blog, and leave a comment informing then that they were prized with "Honest Scrap", the nifty icon they can display proudly on their blog.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. List at least 10 honest things about yourself.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am passing the Honest Scrap Award to:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://mamakatslosinit.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mama's Losin' it&lt;/a&gt;- Mama Kats blog is so very fun! I can't wait to read it each day to see what new post she has done.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2.&lt;a href="http://jordaninaz.blogspot.com/"&gt;Wide Open Spaces&lt;/a&gt;-I am not sure how I stumbled on her blog but I have enjoyed reading it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3.&lt;a href="http://tattooedminivanmom.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Scattered Mind of a Tattooed Minivan Mom&lt;/a&gt;- I love this blog, it is honest and no sugar coating! Its Great!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4.&lt;a href="http://www.elftea.com/"&gt;Elftea&lt;/a&gt;- I found her blog from reading meme's and will start reading it regularly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Forgive me I am failing at passing on the award, I WILL find 3 more great blogs to pass the award on to but I need some more time to do it justice so please bare with me:)  For now here is my &lt;strong&gt;10 Honest things&lt;/strong&gt;....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. I can't stand clutter it makes me crazy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2.I feel more sexy when my bra and panties match. May be t.m.i. but you wanted honest.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3.I don't screen my phone calls and I know my friends that do.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4.I hate when people smack their gum or chew loudly....gross!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5.I can be loud but if you meet my family you would know I get it honestly!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6.My husband is my high school sweetheart. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7.I work with the public and could write a book about the stupid things I here on a day to day basis.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;8.I double triple check that my doors are locked..I know weird right?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;9.I wear make up everyday and rarely wash it off at night.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;10.I love purses..Coach, Dooney,Burberry...love em all!!!!&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Bridget_19" src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" align="right" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-4241910707952407379?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/4241910707952407379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/02/honest-scrap.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/4241910707952407379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/4241910707952407379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/02/honest-scrap.html' title='Honest Scrap'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/SZODhv5Pv8I/AAAAAAAAABY/LFp_EskWeEI/s72-c/honest_scrap.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-8514207087430111211</id><published>2009-02-10T19:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T20:22:29.358-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>My meme....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I am new to blogging I am trying whatever I can to get out there I guess, so &lt;a href="http://tattooedminivanmom.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tattooed Minivan Mom&lt;/a&gt; does whats called a meme and you link it up to her blog. I stole my meme from a myspace survey so I guess its okay, &lt;a href="http://mamakatslosinit.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mama's Losin' it &lt;/a&gt;did it so I guess its fine.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;What is the meanest thing you have done to a friend? &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;I started a rumor that she stuffed her bra in grade school, hehe so Minda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;How do you like your hair best? &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;currently I guess straight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Who is a good influence on you? &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Most of my friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;What would be your ideal weekend? Home Friday night, out with friends Saturday night and then hanging at home on Sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Do you regret any kisses? No what fun would that be? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Are you really living life the way you want to? Yep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Do you look like your siblings? My sister and I look alike as we get older and my brother he looks a little bit like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sleep with music, a fan, or TV? If I'm home alone I sleep with the TV on, if Eric's home we sleep with the fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;What is your guilty pleasure reality show? currently the Bachelor, but I love Big Brother, and Dancing with the Stars.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name everything that is in your purse right now. that would take to long, a lot of crap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;How do you spend your Sunday nights? Usually watching TV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;What would be the perfect valentine gift? Anything Eric came up with that he put thought into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;What is one thing you love about a sibling? My sister is ALWAYS there for me, she is my "go to" person. Shes the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Who knows a secret or two about you? My closest friends I am sure but the would never tell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have you ever burned yourself? Yes I am a hairstylist its an occupational hazard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Favorite cuss word: That would have to be the F bomb, it fits in so many situations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Who is your hero? My parents, My grandma, My sister, My husband they are all such strong people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last person to make you laugh? Eric-he said earlier, when the going gets tough the tough get going. I said I am tough, he said i know that's why i said, when the tough get going, the going gets tough. I thought it was so funny he said it backwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever dropped food on the floor and eaten it? Sure 10 second rule..right???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Do you get your nails done? I am currently but not usually&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like your name? yes i do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you dance naked in your room? not naked, but I love to dance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite place to be? most of the time home.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Bridget_19" src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" align="right" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-8514207087430111211?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/8514207087430111211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-meme.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/8514207087430111211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/8514207087430111211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-meme.html' title='My meme....'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-6123330154369706488</id><published>2009-02-10T12:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T20:25:34.626-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bridget'/><title type='text'>I'm Mad!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having one of those days where the longer the day goes the more irritated I become. Bare with me if you would as I vent about my day. First I am mad that we have a water leak outside and that it could have been caused by Ameren but there is no way to prove it. I am mad that they are going to dig in our yard for the 3rd time since we have had it slit seeded this summer which wasn't cheap! I am mad that my Dad is going to have to fix it and that yet again Eric will be at work and wont be able to help. Don't get me wrong I am VERY THANKFUL for his job, but it never fails that when something goes wrong he is GONE! To add to all of this I had to go to Walmart today and I HATE going to Walmart. So of course today I had to get "that" cart. You know the one I am talking about the one that is so loud people hear your from a mile away! I was so irritated about it I almost couldn't stand to push it to get my stuff. I seriously thought about leaving the cart and just leaving Walmart altogether. As I checked out my bill was almost $100 and I was like shit what on earth did I buy I have like four bags!!!!! Lastly I am mad because I am in such a mood that I am letting all these stupid little things bother me. I just yelled at my dog for wanting to go outside! Geesh, I am not usually so irrational because well that's makes me mad too! I am sure when I reread this post I will think how stupid all of this is! Thank you for letting me rant and rave about the silliest things today. I am going to chalk this mood up to that time of the month a&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Bridget_19" src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" align="right" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nd move on!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-6123330154369706488?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/6123330154369706488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-mad.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/6123330154369706488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/6123330154369706488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-mad.html' title='I&apos;m Mad!'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4388420260436204539.post-4771053272479868400</id><published>2009-02-08T14:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T14:39:46.187-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Shot my first 22!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/SY9emj_nP9I/AAAAAAAAABQ/ESA_pKUvUDk/s1600-h/061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300559303028457426" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/SY9emj_nP9I/AAAAAAAAABQ/ESA_pKUvUDk/s320/061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today while visiting my Grandparents I felt the urge to shoot my Grandmas 22 pistol. It wasn't the first time I have shot a gun BUT it was the first time shooting a hand gun! I loved it and now I want one. It was a huge power trip feeling completely in control of something. Eric is saying a big FAT no because I am not sure he trust me but once I whine enough about it he'll probably give in. Just thought I would share this because its not really me and wanted to shock some of you. Enjoy the picture, now I must go apply for my f.o.i.d. card.&lt;a href="http://s298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Bridget_19" src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm276/christina_ordner/Bridget_Signature_19_no_glow.png" align="right" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4388420260436204539-4771053272479868400?l=alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/feeds/4771053272479868400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-shot-my-first-22.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/4771053272479868400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4388420260436204539/posts/default/4771053272479868400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysanadventure-bridget.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-shot-my-first-22.html' title='I Shot my first 22!'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06524950919262047997</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/TUh6G-FEfGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/edA_JqaIUg0/s220/IMG_0457.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4chltqT1CHk/SY9emj_nP9I/AAAAAAAAABQ/ESA_pKUvUDk/s72-c/061.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
