<?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-16910107</id><updated>2012-01-23T13:10:32.362-05:00</updated><category term='Believe'/><category term='Love'/><title type='text'>Circle of Family &amp; Friends</title><subtitle type='html'>Life is all about your family, friends, hobbies, and favorite pastimes.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>295</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-3344860672426518856</id><published>2008-04-17T22:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T22:38:21.634-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally, some Spring like weather!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I am so glad it is finally getting warm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone in blog world is doing okay!!!&lt;br /&gt;I will not be blogging for a couple of weeks.  I have some stuff going on, and just way to busy right now to keep up with blogging.  I promise by early to mid May I will be back.  Just got to keep up with life!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take Care everyone, and I will see ya soon!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-3344860672426518856?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/3344860672426518856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=3344860672426518856' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/3344860672426518856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/3344860672426518856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2008/04/finally-some-spring-like-weather-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-7278102056106923565</id><published>2008-04-05T09:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T10:00:03.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What a beautiful day outside today!  It is supposed to be about 60 degrees!!!  It stinks the hub has to work today and tomorrow!!!  At least we got to enjoy some of the day!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Not too much is happening around here!  We are just getting ready for our Vegas trip.  My husband spoke to the groom last night (reason we are going to Vegas is for a wedding), and they have no food for the wedding.  I guess there was something about a contract between the caterer and the yacht company and it expired on April 1st, 2008 and the catering company did NOT renew the contract!!  The bride and groom are now frantically trying to find a caterer to do their wedding reception, on the yacht!!  What a mess!!!  I am sure they will find one, but at what cost!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hope everyone has a great weekend!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thanks for checking in!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-7278102056106923565?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/7278102056106923565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=7278102056106923565' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/7278102056106923565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/7278102056106923565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2008/04/what-beautiful-day-outside-today-it-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-3374854282946201018</id><published>2008-04-03T21:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T21:55:33.687-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R_WYaLg7fAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/IFyxW55GUTg/s1600-h/weates.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185218121521921026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R_WYaLg7fAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/IFyxW55GUTg/s400/weates.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I Think This Says It All!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-3374854282946201018?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/3374854282946201018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=3374854282946201018' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/3374854282946201018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/3374854282946201018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-think-this-says-it-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R_WYaLg7fAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/IFyxW55GUTg/s72-c/weates.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-847041171469110299</id><published>2008-03-29T12:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T12:13:26.304-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Both Hub and I are back to normal (I think)!!!&lt;br /&gt;We are finally over that nasty flu bug!  That was just miserable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today (Well Thursday), is my niece's birthday!  We are celebrating it today at her house!  I cannot believe that she is 4 already!  It is just amazing how fast they grow!!!  I got her so much stuff!  Shopping for little girls is soooo much fun!  Can you believe, at 4 years old, she is asking for clothes?  What 4 year old does that?  I got her some cool jeans and jean shorts (of course with flowers and designs on them cause that is what she is asking for).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I hope everyone has a wonderful weekend!  I know mine is busy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Less than a month and we will be in VEGAS!!!!  Yippee, I cannot wait!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-847041171469110299?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/847041171469110299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=847041171469110299' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/847041171469110299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/847041171469110299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2008/03/both-hub-and-i-are-back-to-normal-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-2766843001377799487</id><published>2008-03-26T21:00:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T21:22:09.701-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nasty Flu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;I knew it was only a matter of time before my dearly beloved would catch my Flu bug!!! Poor baby! He threw up more than I did......YUCK! This is a nasty thing we caught. There are stages of this for you to look out for:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;1st day&lt;/span&gt;, Starts with a Back Ache. You think you did something and that is why it is hurting, but no..it is the start of this EVIL Flu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;2nd day&lt;/span&gt;, you will get the poopies and you will get a fever. It is not pretty. You will be squirting liquid out your butt cheeks with horrible cramps and you will be freezing cold. Chances are you will throw up today too. If you can stomach it, take &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theraflu.com/index.shtml"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;TheraFlu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt; (or something like it to ease you body aches, cramps, and fever). SLEEP!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;3rd day&lt;/span&gt;, your body aches so bad and your tummy feels like mini volcanos erupting constantly. The only relief you will get is when you lie down and don't move. I highly recommend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theraflu.com/index.shtml"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;TheraFlu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;again (as often as it tells you to take it). Sleep. If you can stay in bed, DO IT!!! It is the best way to recover from this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;4th day&lt;/span&gt;, you will feel better, but you still will not want to eat or really do anything. Your body will still ache, but you should have no more fever, and no more yucky poopies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;5th day&lt;/span&gt;, you are pretty much back to your old self. This flu is nasty!!! Be sure to throw away your toothbrush (or boil it for 7 minutes) after all this. Germs can linger there and that can be nasty too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;I really hope that anyone who reads this does not have to go through this. I don't have a clue on how I got it, and now my poor babycakes is sick. Hubby will survive like I did, but the best thing is rest. Get lots of it. It makes the experience better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Stay healthy and thanks for reading! Hope this helps someone out there!&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/16910107-2766843001377799487?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/2766843001377799487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=2766843001377799487' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/2766843001377799487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/2766843001377799487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-knew-it-was-only-matter-of-time.html' title='Nasty Flu'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-293748100834093940</id><published>2008-03-25T21:39:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T21:50:25.708-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am feeling better today! If my previous post offended anyone, I do apologize, but this is a "free speech blog world" and sometimes I just let it loose! I am normally not like that &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Well, yes I am...but a little nicer than what you read...I promise!),&lt;/span&gt; but I just get so frustrated and angry with our so called "leaders" and their bad behavior I just have to spout off.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I need ideas of fun things to do while I am in Vegas. I have the obvious things like the Statosphere rollercoaster and the Hoover Dam, but I want other fun things that we can do (that are on or close to the strip). Is there a particular dining area that is the "best in town" or a gotta go see place? I am clueless when it comes to anything on the West side of the USA, and I need a little help. Most of our mornings will be free to do what we want, so please give me some ideas!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Thanks for checking in on me!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-293748100834093940?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/293748100834093940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=293748100834093940' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/293748100834093940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/293748100834093940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-am-feeling-better-today-if-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-1513367836094954246</id><published>2008-03-24T20:39:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T21:05:25.114-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick, Sick, Sick, Sick, Sick!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have been absolutely miserable!!! I came down with the FLU on Thursday night, and by Friday I was just terrible. I have no clue how I got it, but I found out today that my boss was sick also with the same thing I had. Trust me, it is not pretty!!! The bathroom was my friend and so was my bed. I hope no one else gets it cause it really SUCKS!!!!&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;So I know all of you have at least heard about the asshole Mayor Detroit has. Would you believe the M.F.er thinks he is gonna get away with all the shit he has pulled. I cannot stand that son of a bitch, and I am so sick of seeing his fu**cking, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ugly ass mug all over the news! He is a racist, cheating, lying, stealing, coward and I cannot stand him. If there is one person that ignites my blood to boil it is him. He thinks he is all that and then some, and believes that he will be exonerated of all charges brought against his lying, cheating, ass!!!! AHHHH make him go away!!!!!! Okay, I think my flu medication is getting the best of me here, calm down. Please feel free to share your comments with me on this jackass, I mean Kwamie Kilpatrick...hopefully soon to be EX-Mayor of Detroit!!!! For those who don't have a clue on who or what I am talking about, click the link and let me know what you think.............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wxyz.com/content/news/detroitmayorinvestigation/default.aspx"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ASSHOLE KILPATRICK&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;P.S. To Nelly....Since you have been gone I have gotten more comments on my blog! Last post I had 7 comments!  Whoa!!! Thanx and thanks to all who posted!  Love you all, (your my peeps now)!!  LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-1513367836094954246?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/1513367836094954246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=1513367836094954246' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/1513367836094954246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/1513367836094954246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2008/03/sick-sick-sick-sick-sick.html' title='Sick, Sick, Sick, Sick, Sick!!!!'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-6803996640604926254</id><published>2008-03-14T22:24:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T22:35:21.698-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am Shouting Out At Nelly!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;How can you abandon us like this. We (your fans, or peeps as you liked to call us) may not always post, but we read. You don't even have to post everyday!! We love you and want you back. I like just being able to vent. You know I vent a lot and so did you! We haven't even gotten to the best Kwame bashing yet!!!! Now I have to vent alone about that asshole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;What am I gonna do without you? I hope you change your mind and come back. Like I said post once a week, shit even once a month if you want!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I am not taking you off my blog list. Just so you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I MISS YOU ALREADY!!!! COME BACK!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;P.S.  Check out my list of bloggers, Clew is my newest addition!  Thanks for visiting me Clew!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-6803996640604926254?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/6803996640604926254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=6803996640604926254' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/6803996640604926254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/6803996640604926254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-am-shouting-out-at-nelly.html' title='I Am Shouting Out At Nelly!!!!!!'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-3717489936511378691</id><published>2008-03-13T20:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T21:01:09.235-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Vegas Here We Come!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I just booked our (hubby &amp;amp; my) trip to Vegas!!  It is not cheap to go on vacation!!!  Of course I had to be picky and choose only non-stop flights, which made our trip more expensive!!!  I do not want to take off and land anymore than I have too, also less chance of loosing our luggage!  It is a 3 - 3 1/2 hour flight, and I get car sick after an hour.....I don't know how I will do.  I have flown lots of times, but only short distances (max about an hour to hour 1/2 flights).  Even after those I feel queesy.  I will have my motion sickness drugs with me for sure!!!  Hubby will probably sleep (I will not be able to sleep, I requested a window seat)!  We fly out at 7:00 in the morning and that will put us in Vegas at 8:30 am (3 hour time difference).  We will probably go to hoover dam since we cannot check into our hotel until 3:00 pm.  I did get us a rental car, we are not staying right on the strip.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I cannot wait!!  It should be so much fun!  I promise to post lots of pix of the vacation.  We don't go until April, so I will try not to talk about it too much!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thanks for checking in, got to go!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-3717489936511378691?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/3717489936511378691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=3717489936511378691' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/3717489936511378691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/3717489936511378691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2008/03/vegas-here-we-come.html' title='Vegas Here We Come!'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-6195715764991226001</id><published>2008-03-07T19:21:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T19:23:03.954-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Thought This Was Cute!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;A man was being tailgated by a stressed out woman on a busy boulevard.  Suddenly, the light turned yellow, just in front of him.  He did the right thing, stopping at the crosswalk, even though he could have beaten the red light by accelerating through the intersection.  The tailgating woman was furious and honked her horn, screaming in frustration as she missed her chance to get through the intersection, dropping her cell   phone and makeup.  As she was still in mid-rant, she heard a tap on her window and looked up into the face of a very serious police officer. The officer ordered her to exit her car with her hands up.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;He took her to the police station where she was  searched, finger printed, photographed, and placed in a holding cell. After a couple of hours, a policeman approached the cell and opened the door. She was escorted back to the booking desk where the arresting officer was waiting with her personal effects.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;He said, "I'm very sorry for this mistake. You see, I pulled up behind your car while you were blowing your horn, flipping off the guy in front of you, and cussing a blue streak at him. I noticed the 'What would Jesus Do' bumper sticker, the 'Choose Life' License plate holder, the 'Follow Me to Sunday-School' bumper Sticker, And the chrome-plated Christian fish emblem  on the trunk, Naturally...I assumed you had stolen the car." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Priceless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-6195715764991226001?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/6195715764991226001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=6195715764991226001' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/6195715764991226001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/6195715764991226001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-thought-this-was-cute.html' title='I Thought This Was Cute!'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-4778025011306262923</id><published>2008-03-05T23:09:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T23:11:01.650-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Thoughts About Winter........................</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R89usZxrJoI/AAAAAAAAASI/3Fwlz3FtDns/s1600-h/finger.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174476205984523906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R89usZxrJoI/AAAAAAAAASI/3Fwlz3FtDns/s400/finger.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yeah......Thats all I've got!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-4778025011306262923?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/4778025011306262923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=4778025011306262923' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/4778025011306262923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/4778025011306262923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-thoughts-about-winter.html' title='My Thoughts About Winter........................'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R89usZxrJoI/AAAAAAAAASI/3Fwlz3FtDns/s72-c/finger.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-2406259408170480281</id><published>2008-02-27T20:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T20:36:59.867-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Vegas cannot come soon enough!!!  I cannot stand this snow!  We are expected to get another 4 - 5 inches tomorrow night into Friday morning!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Have you heard the news??  Kwame Kilpatrick (Mayor of Detroit) is truly the lying, dirt, son of a bitch we all thought he was.  Oh wait, the people of Detroit voted him in for a second term, so not everyone thinks that way!  He is sooooo BUSTED!!  I am so happy, but sad for the people of Detroit.  If you want to read up on this story, click on this:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wxyz.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;WXYZ Detroit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;and you can read all about it!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Gotta go for now, movie night with Hubby!!  Thanks for checking in!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-2406259408170480281?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/2406259408170480281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=2406259408170480281' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/2406259408170480281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/2406259408170480281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2008/02/vegas-cannot-come-soon-enough-i-cannot.html' title=''/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-8379528873287745129</id><published>2008-02-25T22:53:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T23:05:02.552-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Las Vegas Wedding In April</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R8OP0vkr3FI/AAAAAAAAASA/H75Ay2Yukr0/s1600-h/LaContessadock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171134933437766738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R8OP0vkr3FI/AAAAAAAAASA/H75Ay2Yukr0/s400/LaContessadock.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R8OPwPkr3EI/AAAAAAAAAR4/8Z3QDf76AlM/s1600-h/NIght-LaContessa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171134856128355394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R8OPwPkr3EI/AAAAAAAAAR4/8Z3QDf76AlM/s400/NIght-LaContessa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R8ONsfkr3DI/AAAAAAAAARw/gusa5GoAP8k/s1600-h/contessavillagepic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171132592680590386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R8ONsfkr3DI/AAAAAAAAARw/gusa5GoAP8k/s400/contessavillagepic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R8ONm_kr3CI/AAAAAAAAARo/15W1pBRIP6U/s1600-h/grapes2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171132498191309858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R8ONm_kr3CI/AAAAAAAAARo/15W1pBRIP6U/s400/grapes2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R8ONc_kr3BI/AAAAAAAAARg/PkPYA-QEpLc/s1600-h/bluetable.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171132326392618002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R8ONc_kr3BI/AAAAAAAAARg/PkPYA-QEpLc/s400/bluetable.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Above are pictures of the &lt;a href="http://www.lakelasvegasyachts.com/yachtlacontessapic.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;yacht&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;we will be on for a wedding in April. I am so excited. This will really be the first vacation that my husband and I have been on since our wedding. I was thinking of the vacations that we have taken since we have been married, and we have taken a few (my we forget quickly...too many days go by without a vacation, so they become easy to forget). We have been to Tennessee with my parents, South Carolina for a wedding (my family), St Louis for a wedding (my family), and that about covers it. I guess not too much in 8 1/2 years. Look out Vegas, here we come!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-8379528873287745129?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/8379528873287745129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=8379528873287745129' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/8379528873287745129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/8379528873287745129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2008/02/las-vegas-wedding-in-april.html' title='Las Vegas Wedding In April'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R8OP0vkr3FI/AAAAAAAAASA/H75Ay2Yukr0/s72-c/LaContessadock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-7498466407668621867</id><published>2008-02-17T09:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T09:57:11.968-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Very Sad &amp; Happy Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It is a very sad day because my brother-in-law lost his father (Lloyd) today.  He was in the hospital for a little over a week, and at 3:00 am this morning he past away.  Please keep our family in your prayers.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The happy day is today because my cousin is having her baby baptized.  Funny how God works.  We are about to bring someone into God's family, and he took one away today.  Well, I don't think he took Lloyd away, I believe he is with his "real" family now!  He will keep watch over us until it is our turn to join the eternal family.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;May God bless both Nolan and Lloyd as they both are headed on new journeys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Thank you for all your prayers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-7498466407668621867?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/7498466407668621867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=7498466407668621867' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/7498466407668621867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/7498466407668621867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2008/02/very-sad-happy-day.html' title='Very Sad &amp; Happy Day'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-9125598575027628999</id><published>2008-02-16T12:01:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T12:13:23.361-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally A Scrapbook Night!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Finally I am getting together with all my girls and scrapping tonight!!! I cannot wait. It has been months since we have all been together! I am so far behind in my scrapping that I am going crazy! I left off in my book in 2005! That is terrible. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;My cousin (Jamie) will have been married two years in June of this year and I still have not completed the wedding scrapbook I am doing for her. That is so bad!! I will have the wedding scrapbook done tonight!!! I only have a few more pages to do to complete it!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.michaels.com/art/online/static?page=scrapbooking"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Michael's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; by me has so many scrapbook things on sale! I went nuts in there the other day. Paper, embellishments, even pages for your book were marked down. I am so outdated when it comes to scrapbook stuff. I have no idea what the latest and greatest things are. It has been over a year since I stepped foot in a scrapbook store!!! Fortunately, we have plenty of stuff at my house to scrap with (tons of stamps, ribbon, glitter, brads, eyelets, paper, tape runners, etc) I don't have to go to the store, but again, that leaves me out of the loop!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hope everyone has a good weekend! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-9125598575027628999?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/9125598575027628999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=9125598575027628999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/9125598575027628999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/9125598575027628999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2008/02/finally-scrapbook-night.html' title='Finally A Scrapbook Night!!'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-8134567682995766327</id><published>2008-02-10T10:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T11:06:46.926-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Cousin Michelle, The Artist In The Family!</title><content type='html'>We were in Birmingham yesturday for the &lt;a href="http://www.dkgallery.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Gallery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; showing of &lt;a href="http://www.michellehinebrook.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Michelle's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; work! She is fabulous! I cannot explain it like she can about how she creates her ideas, but the outcome is wonderful! I thought I would share some of her exhibited work with you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R68d5_kr2-I/AAAAAAAAARM/euDq5_qdpZk/s1600-h/IMG_0124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165380179772300258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R68d5_kr2-I/AAAAAAAAARM/euDq5_qdpZk/s400/IMG_0124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dkgallery.com/"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165379922074262482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R68dq_kr29I/AAAAAAAAARE/e5pgjzitDU4/s400/IMG_0113.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dkgallery.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;David Klein Gallery&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;Birmingham, Michigan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R68ddvkr28I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/-BR_TQN8Foc/s1600-h/IMG_0118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165379694440995778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R68ddvkr28I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/-BR_TQN8Foc/s400/IMG_0118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;This is a look from outside the &lt;a href="http://www.dkgallery.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;gallery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; looking in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R68dQfkr27I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/KmKbIky3n7c/s1600-h/IMG_0117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165379466807729074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R68dQfkr27I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/KmKbIky3n7c/s400/IMG_0117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R68dB_kr26I/AAAAAAAAAQs/xo9GpNaX_ek/s1600-h/IMG_0123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165379217699625890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R68dB_kr26I/AAAAAAAAAQs/xo9GpNaX_ek/s400/IMG_0123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R68c0vkr25I/AAAAAAAAAQk/ImSgDYTwwsM/s1600-h/IMG_0114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165378990066359186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R68c0vkr25I/AAAAAAAAAQk/ImSgDYTwwsM/s400/IMG_0114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R68coPkr24I/AAAAAAAAAQc/SgAaFX5Trjs/s1600-h/IMG_0109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165378775317994370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R68coPkr24I/AAAAAAAAAQc/SgAaFX5Trjs/s400/IMG_0109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R68ca_kr23I/AAAAAAAAAQU/qBmOzGz9Y3U/s1600-h/IMG_0108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165378547684727666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R68ca_kr23I/AAAAAAAAAQU/qBmOzGz9Y3U/s400/IMG_0108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I think that her work is great, and her earlier pieces were awsome too. I am proud that I can display some of her work, and I hope those of you that visit this site like it too!! She lives in New York, so it was a treat to have her come here, back to Michigan (her roots) and display her work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Thanks &lt;a href="http://www.michellehinebrook.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Shelly Belly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, we love you and your work!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-8134567682995766327?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/8134567682995766327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=8134567682995766327' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/8134567682995766327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/8134567682995766327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-cousin-michelle-artist-in-family.html' title='My Cousin Michelle, The Artist In The Family!'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R68d5_kr2-I/AAAAAAAAARM/euDq5_qdpZk/s72-c/IMG_0124.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-2965856677074474297</id><published>2008-02-10T10:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T10:40:42.523-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Freezing Again!</title><content type='html'>It is so cold here, and today we are at 9 degrees right now but with the wind chill it is -10 degrees!!!!  Crazy I tell ya!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate that the weekend goes by so fast.  I think we should work for 2 days and have 5 days off!!!  People would be much happier with this set up!  I know I would.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-2965856677074474297?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/2965856677074474297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=2965856677074474297' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/2965856677074474297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/2965856677074474297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2008/02/freezing-again.html' title='Freezing Again!'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-624328434878449483</id><published>2008-02-05T21:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T23:01:45.773-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Ode To My Sister"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R6kk4RQ3MCI/AAAAAAAAAQM/1SI-ZHpIh4M/s1600-h/Janelle3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163698996882386978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R6kk4RQ3MCI/AAAAAAAAAQM/1SI-ZHpIh4M/s400/Janelle3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;PICTURE #1&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R6kkrxQ3MBI/AAAAAAAAAQE/Qf24zRmuRhE/s1600-h/Janelle2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163698782134022162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R6kkrxQ3MBI/AAAAAAAAAQE/Qf24zRmuRhE/s400/Janelle2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;PICTURE #2 &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R6kkbxQ3MAI/AAAAAAAAAP8/evtG4D0X0RY/s1600-h/Janelle1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163698507256115202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R6kkbxQ3MAI/AAAAAAAAAP8/evtG4D0X0RY/s400/Janelle1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;PICTURE #3 &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(sorry I made you look like Michael Jackson with the face mask)!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well February 6th is my &lt;a href="http://75jms75.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;sister's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Birthday! I have been trying to think of ways to say "Happy Birthday," but nothing really good or creative comes to mind. So I thought I would take a trip down memory lane!&lt;br /&gt;Can you guess &lt;a href="http://75jms75.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Nelly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, when or why these pix were taken??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Picture #1&lt;/em&gt;: Do you remember the day I moved to Maryland, that was the day this picture was taken. June 10, 1991.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Picture #2&lt;/em&gt;: Do you remember the concert we went to this night? We saw, thats right.............New Kids On The Block, and we took a limo to the concert in style!!! January 11th, 1990.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Picture #3&lt;/em&gt;: I took this picture of you about two weeks before I went to Maryland, and can you guess who you are holding? Rosco. The date May 25th, 1991 (actually I am not 100% sure on this date, but it is close enough). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing Dad's birthday is past us, I have a picture I took of him the same day I took this picture but he is in his robe (I have no clue, so don't ask)!!! If mom and Raymond think they escaped the picture montoge, they are wrong...their Birthdays are coming up too and I took pictures of everyone before I left!! No, I won't do this to anyone else, &lt;a href="http://75jms75.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Nelly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; is my bloggin buddy, I have to do this!! Just remember &lt;a href="http://75jms75.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Nelly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, I was nice in my choice of pix!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY LITTLE &lt;a href="http://75jms75.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;SISTA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOPE YOU HAVE A GREAT DAY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-624328434878449483?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/624328434878449483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=624328434878449483' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/624328434878449483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/624328434878449483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2008/02/ode-to-my-sister.html' title='&quot;Ode To My Sister&quot;'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R6kk4RQ3MCI/AAAAAAAAAQM/1SI-ZHpIh4M/s72-c/Janelle3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-6248984249276068153</id><published>2008-02-01T06:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T06:52:25.045-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Crappy Weather Again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Wow, this really sucks!  We are expected to get about 6 - 10 inches of snow within the next 5 hours!  It is crazy! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Not much to say today except I have to freaking shovel snow again!!!!  I live on a corner and without a snow blower, getting rid of the snow really is back breaking and I hate it!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;When I head to Vegas for vacation, I think I might look at what job opportunities they have out there!!  I don't know if I will like the "extreme" heat out there.  I think I would rather be cold because I know I can make myself warm, it you are hot, it is more difficult to make yourself cool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Can't ever win!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Have a great day everyone, and if you live in Michigan......Be safe today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-6248984249276068153?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/6248984249276068153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=6248984249276068153' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/6248984249276068153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/6248984249276068153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2008/02/crappy-weather-again.html' title='Crappy Weather Again!'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-4115357000066952564</id><published>2008-01-29T22:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T22:18:34.910-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shout Out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just want to say thanks to &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://lifeatthebecks.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Life at the Becks &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;for the world map. I thought that was a pretty cool way to see who stops in and looks at your blog! I don't have many people that check me out, so I don't really know why I wanted it. Well I guess like I said, its cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather around here is really becoming a bother!! It was 50 degrees out today and tomorrow our high is 19!!! What the heck! I just heard thunder if you can believe that!!! The wind sounds like it is going to rip my roof off. Spring showers in January and then we are back to ice and snow within a couple of hours. Why do I live in Michigan again????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Between the crappy weather, scandals with our governments, and about 10% of the homes in my sub &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;foreclosed&lt;/span&gt; on, I really cannot say why I still live here. The houses in my sub do sell for pretty close for what we pay in taxes, but the homes that have been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;foreclosed&lt;/span&gt; on are dumps. They have not been remodeled of kept up with so they really look bad and that makes our neighborhood look bad. I only hope that things start to pick up again, if not I will be looking to pick up roots in another state (at least a warm one, not to close to hurricane zones, not on a fault for earthquakes, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; not one where I have to worry about avalanches or mudslides). That doesn't leave a whole heck of a lot now does it? Somewhere on the east coast is fine with me (North/South Carolina, Georgia, somewhere)!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-4115357000066952564?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/4115357000066952564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=4115357000066952564' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/4115357000066952564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/4115357000066952564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2008/01/shout-out.html' title='Shout Out!'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-8078183608507810831</id><published>2008-01-28T21:21:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T21:26:11.967-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I got this Article off the &lt;a href="http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,326027,00.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Fox News WebSite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!  Well, he finally made National News!!  What an asshole.  Detroit already has a bad rap, now it is worse with a corrupt Government (I guess that is normal when you look at what the past "elected officials" have done.  Govenment Sucks!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DETROIT — Detroit Mayor Kwame Kilpatrick's chief of staff said Monday she is resigning amid allegations that she and the mayor lied under oath about an affair.&lt;br /&gt;In a letter to Kilpatrick that was released by his office, Christine Beatty said she believes she can no longer effectively carry out her duties. Her resignation takes effect Feb. 8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I painfully regret the devastation that the recent reports have caused to the citizens of Detroit, to my co-workers, to the Mayor's family and to my family and friends," Beatty wrote in the letter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kilpatrick spokesman James Canning said the mayor's office had no comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was no immediate response to messages seeking comment from Elliott Hall, a lawyer for Beatty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A prosecutor launched an investigation last week into the allegations, which came to light when the Detroit Free Press reported details of steamy text messages between Beatty and Kilpatrick.&lt;br /&gt;A conviction of lying under oath can bring up to 15 years' imprisonment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both Kilpatrick and Beatty testified in a trial last summer that they did not have a physical relationship in 2002 and 2003, when the messages were reportedly sent. The 14,000 messages examined by the newspaper reveal the two carried on a flirty, sometimes sexually explicit dialogue about where to meet and how to conceal their numerous trysts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm madly in love with you," Kilpatrick wrote on Oct. 3, 2002.&lt;br /&gt;"I hope you feel that way for a long time," Beatty replied. "In case you haven't noticed, I am madly in love with you, too!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Oct. 16, 2002, Kilpatrick wrote Beatty: "I've been dreaming all day about having you all to myself for 3 days. Relaxing, laughing, talking, sleeping and making love."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kilpatrick is married with three children. Beatty was married at the time of the messages and has two children. She has served as the Kilpatrick administration's chief of staff since the mayor took office in 2002.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two, both 37, have been friends since they attended the same Detroit high school. Kilpatrick also appointed Beatty as his chief of staff when he became state House minority leader in 1999.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was his campaign manager during his campaigns for state House and the mayor's office.&lt;br /&gt;Beatty wrote in her letter that her six years as chief of staff were the fulfillment of a childhood dream to serve her native Detroit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I've served the administration and Detroit citizens with diligence, strength and perseverance and I hope that my efforts will one day show through above all else," she wrote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beatty and Kilpatrick testified in a case involving a lawsuit filed by two police officers who alleged they were fired for investigating claims that the mayor used his security unit to cover up extramarital affairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lawsuit ended with the jury awarding $6.5 million to the two officers. The payout eventually grew to more than $8.5 million.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Free Press did not explain exactly how it obtained the messages. The newspaper said it cross-referenced the messages with the mayor's private calendar and credit card records to verify events in some of the notes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-8078183608507810831?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/8078183608507810831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=8078183608507810831' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/8078183608507810831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/8078183608507810831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2008/01/detroit-detroit-mayor-kwame-kilpatricks.html' title=''/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-7559588785423138333</id><published>2008-01-27T21:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T17:30:55.227-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Biggest Asshole &amp; Liar I have Ever Seen!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R509CRQ3L_I/AAAAAAAAAPw/seKCPKYFCpU/s1600-h/Mayorkmk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160347857239617522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R509CRQ3L_I/AAAAAAAAAPw/seKCPKYFCpU/s400/Mayorkmk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His picture says a thousand words about what a cocky asshole he is. What is wrong with the city of Detroit??? I was floored when this jackass got voted in for a second term as Mayor, and I am not surprised that he was finally caught in a lie! I don't understand how he keeps getting away with what he does? It just baffles the hell out of me. He has done so many shady things, yet he is still placed on this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pedestal&lt;/span&gt;, and no one thinks this is a problem. Oh, wait I take that back, &lt;a href="http://www.wxyz.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Channel 7 action News&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;knows his game and has been trying to expose him for years. They just get pushed around by his "body guards" and then the story just ends. I hope this story does not end. This guy deserves JUSTICE, criminal justice!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you that don't know the story, basically he swore under oath that he was not involved with his chief of staff , and it turned out that he was. They had lots of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;rendezvous&lt;/span&gt; to hotels and spa's with the tax payers money. Now keep in mind this ASSHOLE is married and has 3 children!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope they take him down, and take him down hard. I cannot stand people that lie, cheat, and steal, especially doing it to a struggling city in a very troubled state. All I can say is that even if he gets away with this again, one day he will have to face someone a lot greater than our court/justice system. God knows what he has done, and he better hope it is true that God forgives all who ask. He better start praying!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I normally don't sound off this loudly about politics, but I am so fed up with the choices we have had in candidates now and the ones of our past. Shit our past haunts homeowners and car owners everyday (Proposal A &amp;amp; No Fault Insurance). You would have thought we learned something from these two HUGE mistakes. Anyway, thanks for reading &amp;amp; sorry if this post offends anyone. I just wish things would change (for the better)!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-7559588785423138333?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/7559588785423138333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=7559588785423138333' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/7559588785423138333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/7559588785423138333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2008/01/biggest-asshole-liar-i-have-ever-seen.html' title='Biggest Asshole &amp; Liar I have Ever Seen!!!'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R509CRQ3L_I/AAAAAAAAAPw/seKCPKYFCpU/s72-c/Mayorkmk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-5809051485097461024</id><published>2008-01-21T20:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T20:24:45.637-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bills and more Bills!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;No fun having to pay the bills.  Why does everything have to go up.  Electric bill, gas bill, gas for the car, mortgage, water bill, everything.  Everything that is esscential to everyday living has skyrocketed and have you noticed, it all went up at the same time!  Not little by little, but everything all at once!  Unless you are making lots and lots of money, I just don't know how people are not living paycheck to paycheck.  I know I am!!  Wonder why so many people are doing "bad" things.  They are robbing Peter to pay Paul, doing drugs or boozing it up to forget, or are doing stupid things to go to jail just to have housing &amp;amp; food.  Someone better do something about this or we are really in trouble!!!  There is talk about our government is "possibly" giving us $800 for single people and $1600 for married people.....I don't think that is gonna cut it!  We are gonna use that money to pay our bills, not to go shopping!!!  It sucks, really sucks and I am just in a funk right now because I am paying bills.  Yes, really  really sucks!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Still don't know how we are gonna pay for Vegas!?  I told my husband I could maybe make a few bucks off him down on 8 mile, but he was having none of that!!  See I told you "bad" things (even if they are only thoughts, they are still there)!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Thanks for letting me vent, I do feel better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-5809051485097461024?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/5809051485097461024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=5809051485097461024' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/5809051485097461024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/5809051485097461024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2008/01/bills-and-more-bills.html' title='Bills and more Bills!'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-5213065264282141141</id><published>2008-01-17T21:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T21:41:57.625-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting A Little Political.......Not Really!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R5ARGgYCkMI/AAAAAAAAAPo/rLkFoQoodyI/s1600-h/flakes.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156640376806871234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R5ARGgYCkMI/AAAAAAAAAPo/rLkFoQoodyI/s400/flakes.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I thought this was cute and it totally sums up for me the truth about our candidates for this upcoming Presidential election.  They all suck!!  Why can't we just find someone who actually will do what they say they are going to do!  They are all nuts if you ask me, and I think it is a damn shame we have to pick one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-5213065264282141141?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/5213065264282141141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=5213065264282141141' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/5213065264282141141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/5213065264282141141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2008/01/getting-little-politicalnot-really.html' title='Getting A Little Political.......Not Really!!!!'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R5ARGgYCkMI/AAAAAAAAAPo/rLkFoQoodyI/s72-c/flakes.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-4105866579707022416</id><published>2008-01-14T22:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T22:53:55.224-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R4wtxQYCkLI/AAAAAAAAAPg/6AJxyXUymSQ/s1600-h/IMG_0072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155545997665013938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R4wtxQYCkLI/AAAAAAAAAPg/6AJxyXUymSQ/s400/IMG_0072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R4wtQQYCkKI/AAAAAAAAAPY/B4OH3XjTqwE/s1600-h/IMG_0063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155545430729330850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R4wtQQYCkKI/AAAAAAAAAPY/B4OH3XjTqwE/s400/IMG_0063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Just a couple more pictures that I liked.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;It is snowing outside right now, lets hope I won't get more pictures like these (at least not when I have to drive in it)!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-4105866579707022416?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/4105866579707022416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=4105866579707022416' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/4105866579707022416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/4105866579707022416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2008/01/just-couple-more-pictures-that-i-liked.html' title=''/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R4wtxQYCkLI/AAAAAAAAAPg/6AJxyXUymSQ/s72-c/IMG_0072.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-8141293700633811674</id><published>2008-01-13T18:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T18:51:41.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter Wonderland</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R4qgjAYCkJI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/_3B0Y5qhCMU/s1600-h/IMG_0069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155109246735650962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R4qgjAYCkJI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/_3B0Y5qhCMU/s400/IMG_0069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I took this picture with my "husband's" new (Christmas Gift from me) digital camera. It was taken on New Years Day. There is a park not far from our house and I just had to get out there and take some snow pictures. I love scenery pictures! This one was my favorite and I just wanted to share it!  (see earlier post too!  Can you believe I posted twice today)!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-8141293700633811674?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/8141293700633811674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=8141293700633811674' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/8141293700633811674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/8141293700633811674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2008/01/winter-wonderland.html' title='Winter Wonderland'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R4qgjAYCkJI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/_3B0Y5qhCMU/s72-c/IMG_0069.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-5561304950606604914</id><published>2008-01-13T13:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T13:19:20.281-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well it has been a month since my last post...Time really flies by!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband took the nursing exam for a school he would like to attend, but he will not get the results until Late March early April.  He knows how he scored on the exam, but he doesn't know if his score was high enough to get him in.  There were 1000 applicants and they are only taking 120.  He takes another exam for another University on Wednesday.  He is trying to keep a lot of doors open so if one closes he has others to choose from. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The holidays were good, went by way to fast of course!  I hope that everyone had a safe and happy holiday too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for Nelly, I actually work at work.  No time these days to post.  They are giving us O.T. and I don't think it would be good for me to be blogging!  I need that O.T. right now!  I am not a LOSER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;My husband and I are also planning a trip to Las Vegas!  His best friend moved out there about 3 years ago with his girlfriend of 9 years.  Finally they are getting married!  I think we will be taking a week to go out there.  We will fly out on a Wednesday (early morning) and I think when we get in we are going to the Grand Canyon.  Thurdsay everyone else will be flying in and we will have the Bachelor/Bachelorette parties.  Friday we are going to be with the Bride and Groom all day.  Saturday is the wedding.  Sunday is a BBQ at the bride and grooms place (no honeymoon for them until the fall).  Monday we I think we are going to drive to Los Angeles, California and also go to the Pacific Ocean (I have been to the Atlantic Ocean lots of times, but never the Pacific Ocean).  They told us it is about a 4 hour drive from Vegas.  Tuesday we will just hang out in Vegas and then probably catch a late flight home Tuesday evening.  Fun filled time in Vegas!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone is doing well, and thanks so much for checking in on me!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-5561304950606604914?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/5561304950606604914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=5561304950606604914' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/5561304950606604914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/5561304950606604914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2008/01/well-it-has-been-month-since-my-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-7639486454361090089</id><published>2007-12-10T23:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T23:33:07.454-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Yeah I am MIA, then I come back, then I am MIA again.  What the heck!  I cannot make up my mind!  I am keeping busy if that helps at all!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Nelly, Smalltown, and Martie..You guys are great!  Thanks for keeping my Hub and myself in your prayers!  He takes the Nursing exam on December 19th!!!!  Yikes, I am nervous!  He is a smart guy and I know he will do well!  I am praying too!!!!!!   Smalltown, you cannot retire!  We need you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Thanks for all the love!  I love having cyber friends, I also like that I can pretty much say whatever I want on here too!  Not many places where you can speak your mind!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Thanks again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-7639486454361090089?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/7639486454361090089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=7639486454361090089' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/7639486454361090089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/7639486454361090089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2007/12/yeah-i-am-mia-then-i-come-back-then-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-4640084403974477320</id><published>2007-12-02T14:50:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T15:02:33.527-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I really have some very awsome Bloggin buddies!   You guys are so wonderful!  Thank you for always being there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Things are gonna slow down here in a little bit!  My husband is trying to get into Nursing school and it has been tough this semester because he has to get all A's  &amp;amp; do very well on the Nursing exam to even be considered.  It is crazy with his study schedule and with us both working!  Thank Gosh this semester is over in two weeks!!  I am so excited about that!  At least for a little while I can enjoy my husband!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Please keep him in your prayers over the holidays that he can get into the Nursing Program!  It is so tough to get in he really has a slim margin to meet.  The school he wants to go to took 1000 applicants and out of that 1000, only 120 will make the first session into Nursing.  AHHHHHH  I just pray everyday!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I will try to keep everyone updated, and I am gonna try to blog a little more often.  I really do miss it!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Take care everyone, and again thank you so much for all the love!!  You guys really are great!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-4640084403974477320?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/4640084403974477320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=4640084403974477320' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/4640084403974477320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/4640084403974477320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-really-have-some-very-awsome-bloggin.html' title=''/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-2530264484523307201</id><published>2007-11-25T22:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T22:52:18.685-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy, Busy, &amp; More Busy!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have no time for myself and blogging anymore. Things are just nuts!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have been working tons, and tons of overtime + a second job (sometimes) and it is just crazy! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;My hubby got a new job, he is still working his old job and he is going to school! We rarely see eachother! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I did manage to spend sometime today shopping! It was a very fun relaxing day. I went to an "outlet" outside mall and attempted to do some Christmas shopping. I went with my friend Becca. She actually came and picked me up (I am having car trouble), and we had a blast! I really thought that the traffic was gonna be horrible and that we would encounter tons of people shopping......nope! It was great! We were able to park close to everystore we went too, and hardly waited in any lines to pay. I was so surprised! We got there about 12:30 pm and I was home by 8:00 pm. Unfortunately, I did not find much of what I was hoping to find. I did get some stuff, but I will have to go back again (when I am shopping for myself).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everyone who keeps checking in on me is wonderful. Thank you so much. I am sorry I am such a poop and do not get to your sites to post. It is 10:30 pm here and I am falling asleep at the computer. I used to be able to stay up until 1:00 am no problem, but now......forget it. I try to take every opportunity to sleep in when I can and go to bed early when I can.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;It is kinda early to say this but....................................................................................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MERRY&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;CHRISTMAS&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;EVERYONE&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;NEW&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YEAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not sure when I will post again, so I just want to be sure to tell everyone: Have a wonderful and safe holiday! May this new year bring lots of happiness and good fortune.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;God Bless!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-2530264484523307201?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/2530264484523307201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=2530264484523307201' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/2530264484523307201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/2530264484523307201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2007/11/busy-busy-more-busy.html' title='Busy, Busy, &amp; More Busy!!!'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-6394068803953286472</id><published>2007-09-10T16:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T16:50:29.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey guys!  Sorry I went off missing again.  Since I cannot blog at work (oops) I just don't get on that much anymore.  I hope all is well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that finally our kitchen is just about done.  We got our countertops this weekend.  What a long road this kitchen has been.  I love it!  Everything my husband and I (well, I did most of the picking) chose is perfect. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to run, the grass is "extremely" long and I gotta get back to cutting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to those who continually check in on me!  Love you guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-6394068803953286472?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/6394068803953286472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=6394068803953286472' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/6394068803953286472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/6394068803953286472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2007/09/hey-guys-sorry-i-went-off-missing-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-5751159545273196649</id><published>2007-08-19T19:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T19:30:58.685-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Cruisin was so much fun!!! Friday night I took my nephew to the cruise and we sat for awhile and watched the cars, and then we drove in the cruise (unfortunately I do not have a classic, but it was still a great time). While we were sitting and watching, we saw the coolest truck (&lt;a href="http://images.search.yahoo.com/search/images/view?back=http%3A%2F%2Fimages.search.yahoo.com%2Fsearch%2Fimages%3F_adv_prop%3Dimage%26fr%3Dyfp-t-501%26va%3Dironhide%26sz%3D&amp;w=500&amp;amp;h=375&amp;imgurl=static.flickr.com%2F208%2F500507918_1c17165cbb_m.jpg&amp;amp;rurl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.flickr.com%2Fphotos%2Fjag0%2F500507918%2F&amp;size=119.6kB&amp;amp;amp;name=500507918_1c17165cbb.jpg&amp;p=ironhide&amp;amp;type=jpeg&amp;no=5&amp;amp;tt=7,764&amp;oid=ab45dcc5b3faeaee&amp;amp;fusr=jag0&amp;tit=Ironhide+%28truck+closeup+01%29&amp;amp;hurl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.flickr.com%2Fphotos%2Fjag0%2F&amp;ei=ISO-8859-1&amp;amp;src=p"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ironhide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;). It was one of the ones from the movie Transformers. "Little Man" was a little afraid that it would transform right there in the street, in front of us! Talk about priceless moments!!! They estimated well over a million people were on the streets of Woodward Avenue on Friday and on Saturday! What a sight, and what a great time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"Janet," that is a cool Duster on your site! How much are you asking for it? When I was younger, my Grandmother drove a yellow and black striped Duster. That was the coolest car. We could always spot Grandma coming over! I wish that she still had that car today. I have no idea what happened to it. I believe she sold it or traded it in for another car. What a bummer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"Martie," you should check out the Woodward cruise next year. It really is fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"Nelly," you never have to thank me for taking my Nephew somewhere! I love it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Take it easy all! Thanks again for checking in on my sorry butt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-5751159545273196649?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/5751159545273196649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=5751159545273196649' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/5751159545273196649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/5751159545273196649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2007/08/cruisin-was-so-much-fun-friday-night-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-2280389758406009631</id><published>2007-08-13T17:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T18:08:03.892-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Getting Ready For &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://woodwarddreamcruise.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;The Woodward Dream Cruise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is some of the great excitement that we have in this area. Once a year (3rd Weekend in August) cars from all around the country converge on Woodward Avenue in Detroit, Ferndale, Berkley, Royal Oak, Birmingham, Bloomfield, Bloomfield Hills, and Pontiac Michigan! It is huge! There will be more than a million people lined up and down Woodward Avenue for the event!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The classic cars are stunning and a wonderful time for the entire family. I usually do not go on the actual day (way too crowded for me), but I had so much fun last year, I want to do it again this year! Check out the link and at least get a view of what the "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://woodwarddreamcruise.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Dream Cruise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;" is all about!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-2280389758406009631?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/2280389758406009631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=2280389758406009631' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/2280389758406009631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/2280389758406009631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2007/08/getting-ready-for-woodward-dream-cruise.html' title=''/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-4343467477423633323</id><published>2007-08-12T15:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T15:19:52.115-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a busy summer.  The hub and I have been doing a lot of home renovations.  I think these days more and more people are doing renovations because no one can sell their homes.  If you cannot sell, you might as well fix it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry I have been MIA for so long.  I rarely get a chance to sit at home and spend time on the computer.  Today I had a few moments and thought I should at least say hi!!!  At work it was easy to blog because I was on the computer anyway.  I am hardly ever on the computer at home (I guess cause I am on it all day at work).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone in cyber blog world is doing okay.&lt;br /&gt;Gotta run for now, but I will try to post a little more often!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Nelli and Martie for being my "BEST" bloggin buddies!  You guys are the greatest!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-4343467477423633323?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/4343467477423633323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=4343467477423633323' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/4343467477423633323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/4343467477423633323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2007/08/wow-what-busy-summer.html' title=''/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-5013663652061251507</id><published>2007-07-16T06:10:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T09:18:23.806-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Dear God:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Why didn't you save the school children at Virginia Tech 04/16/07&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Amish Country, PA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wisconsin Columbine High School&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Moses Lake, Washington 2/2/96&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bethel , Alaska 2/19/97&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pearl , Mississippi 10/1/97&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;West Paducah , Kentucky 12/1/97&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Stamp, Arkansas 12/15/97&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jonesboro , Arkansas 3/24/98&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Edinboro , Pennsylvania 4/24/98&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fayetteville , Tennessee 5/19/98&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Springfield , Oregon 5/21/98&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Richmond , Virginia 6/15/98&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Littleton , Colorado 4/20/99&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Taber , Alberta , Canada 5/28/99&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Conyers , Georgia 5/20/99&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Deming , New Mexico 11/19/99&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fort Gibson , Oklahoma 12/6/99&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Santee , California 3/ 5/01 and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;El Cajon , California 3/22/01?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Sincerely,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Concerned Student&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Reply:Dear Concerned Student:  I am not allowed in schools.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Sincerely,God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;How did this get started?...Let's see,I think it started when Madeline Murray O'Hare complained she didn't want any prayer in our schools.And we said, OK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Then, someone said you better not read the Bible in school,the Bible that says"thou shalt not kill,thou shalt not steal,and love your neighbors as yourself,"And we said, OK..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Dr. Benjamin Spock said we shouldn't spank our children when they misbehaved because their little personalities would be warped and we might damage their self-esteem. And we said,an expert should know what he's talking aboutso we won't spank them anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Then someone said teachers and principals better not discipline our children when they misbehave. And the school administrators saidno faculty member in this schoolbetter touch a student when they misbehavebecause we don't want any bad publicity, and we surely don't want to be sued. And we accepted their reasoning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Then someone said,let's let our daughters have abortions if they want,and they won't even have to tell their parents.And we said, that's a grand idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Then some wise school board member said, since boys will be boy sand they're going to do it anyway,let's give our sons all the condoms they want,so they can have all the fun they desire,and we won't have to tell their parents they got them at school.And we said, that's another great idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Then some of our top elected officials saidit doesn't matter what we do in private as long as we do our jobs.And we said,it doesn't matter what anybody,including the President,does in private as long as we have jobs and the economy is good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;And someone else took that appreciation a step furtherand published pictures of nude children and then stepped further still by making them available on the Internet.And we said, everyone's entitled to free speech.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;And the entertainment industry said,let's make TV shows and movies that promote profanity, violence and illicit sex...And let's record music that encourages rape, drugs, murder, suicide, and satanic themes...And we said,it's just entertainment and it has no adverse effect and nobody takes it seriously anyway,so go right ahead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Now we're asking ourselves why our children have no conscience,why they don't know right from wrong,and why it doesn't bother them to kill strangers, classmates or even themselves.  Undoubtedly,if we thought about it long and hard enough,we could figure it out.I'm sure it has a great deal to do with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"WE REAP WHAT WE SOW!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-5013663652061251507?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/5013663652061251507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=5013663652061251507' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/5013663652061251507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/5013663652061251507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2007/07/dear-god-why-didnt-you-save-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-5030945216929691734</id><published>2007-06-27T06:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T06:17:47.134-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;With Summer, Brings Busy...Busy...Busy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;We have all been so darn busy with this warm (hot) weather.  I think I have things planned every weekend from now till Mid August!  We will be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ausablerivermichigan.com/html/oscoda.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;camping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ausablerivermichigan.com/html/canoeing___kayaking.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;canoeing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;, we have a (possible) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cedarpoint.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Cedar Point &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;weekend, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.miadventure.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Michigan Adventure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;, and I think the hub and I are going to visit his &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.coldwater.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Aunt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; for a weekend also (not sure when).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I can relate to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://75jms75.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Nelly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;, we are just so busy it is hard to keep up with blogging!  I will check out everyone's sites when I can, and just because I don't always comment, doesn't mean that I have not checked you out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I hope everyone has a wonderful week!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-5030945216929691734?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/5030945216929691734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=5030945216929691734' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/5030945216929691734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/5030945216929691734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2007/06/with-summer-brings-busy.html' title=''/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-5542139986656237738</id><published>2007-06-25T08:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T08:45:46.380-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/Rn_G2e4U03I/AAAAAAAAANA/TlgXFiLPDGo/s1600-h/women.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079997544001753970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/Rn_G2e4U03I/AAAAAAAAANA/TlgXFiLPDGo/s400/women.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;HAPPY MONDAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-5542139986656237738?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/5542139986656237738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=5542139986656237738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/5542139986656237738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/5542139986656237738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2007/06/happy-monday.html' title=''/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/Rn_G2e4U03I/AAAAAAAAANA/TlgXFiLPDGo/s72-c/women.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-4979122734508033679</id><published>2007-06-21T07:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T07:26:30.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Little Mary Margaret was not the best student in Catholic School. Usually she slept through the class.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;One day her teacher, a Nun, called on her while she was sleeping. "Tell me Mary Margaret, who created the universe?" When Mary Margaret didn't stir, little Johnny who was her friend sitting behind her, took his pencil and jabbed her in the rear."God Almighty!" shouted Mary Margaret. The Nun said, "Very good" and continued teaching her class. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A little later the Nun asked Mary Margaret, "Who is our Lord and Savior?"But Mary didn't stir from her slumber Once again, Johnny came to her rescue and stuck Mary Margaret in the butt. "Jesus Christ!!!" shouted Mary Margaret and the Nun once again said, "Very good," and Mary Margaret fell back asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Nun asked her a third question..."What did Eve say to Adam after she had her twenty-third child?" Again, Johnny came to the rescue. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This time Mary Margaret jumped up and shouted, "If you stick that damn thing in me one more time, I'll break it in half!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The nun fainted...........&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-4979122734508033679?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/4979122734508033679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=4979122734508033679' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/4979122734508033679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/4979122734508033679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2007/06/little-mary-margaret-was-not-best.html' title=''/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-5166952101289010728</id><published>2007-06-19T08:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T08:14:08.755-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I Think This Truly Says It All About Our Government:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/RnfWKu4U02I/AAAAAAAAAM4/Th1X5AZ2ddU/s1600-h/outhouse.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077762584754836322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/RnfWKu4U02I/AAAAAAAAAM4/Th1X5AZ2ddU/s400/outhouse.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;We Are Always Being Shit On!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Have A Great Day!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-5166952101289010728?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/5166952101289010728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=5166952101289010728' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/5166952101289010728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/5166952101289010728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-think-this-truly-says-it-all-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/RnfWKu4U02I/AAAAAAAAAM4/Th1X5AZ2ddU/s72-c/outhouse.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-7007960549504480738</id><published>2007-06-18T07:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T07:19:28.648-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EXPLANATION OF DEATH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A sick man turned to his doctor, as he was preparing to leave the examination room and said, "Doctor, I am afraid to die. Tell me what lies on the other side." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Very quietly, the doctor said, "I don't know." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"You don't know? You, a Christian man, and you do not know what is on the other side?" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The doctor was holding the handle of the door; on the other side came a sound of scratching and whining,and as he opened the door, a dog sprang into the room and leaped on him with an eager show of gladness. Turning to the patient, the doctor said, "Did you notice my dog? He's never been in this room before. He didn't know what was inside. He knew nothing except that his master was here, and when the door opened, he sprang in without fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know little of what is on the other side of death, but I do know one thing.. I know my Master is there and that is enough." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have a wonderful day!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-7007960549504480738?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/7007960549504480738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=7007960549504480738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/7007960549504480738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/7007960549504480738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2007/06/explanation-of-death-sick-man-turned-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-1836557414943461327</id><published>2007-06-15T08:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T08:42:41.089-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE 6 BEST SMART ASS ANSWERS OF 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;SMART ASS ANSWER #6 It was mealtime during a flight on Hooters Airline. "Would you like dinner?" the flight attendant asked John, seated in front. "What are my choices?" John asked. "Yes or no," she replied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;SMART ASS ANSWER #5 A flight attendant was stationed at the departure gate to check tickets. As a man approached, she extended her hand for the ticket and he opened his trench coat and flashed her. Without missing a beat, she said, "Sir, I need to see your ticket not your stub."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;SMART ASS ANSWER #4 A lady was picking through the frozen turkeys at the grocery store but she couldn't find one big enough for her family. She asked a stock boy, "Do these turkeys get any bigger?" The stock boy replied, "No ma'am, they're dead."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;SMART ASS ANSWER #3 The cop got out of his car and the kid who was stopped for speeding rolled down his window. "I've been waiting for you all day," the cop said. The kid replied, "Yeah, well I got here as fast as I could." When the cop finally stopped laughing, he sent the kid on his way without a ticket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;SMART ASS ANSWER #2 A truck driver was driving along on the freeway. A sign comes up that reads, "Low Bridge Ahead." Before he knows it, the bridge is right ahead of him and he gets stuck under the bridge. Cars are backed up for miles. Finally, a police car comes up. The cop gets out of his car and walks to the truck driver, puts his hands on his hips and says, "Got stuck, huh?" The truck driver says, "No, I was delivering this bridge and ran out of gas."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;SMART ASS ANSWER OF THE YEAR 2006 A college teacher reminds her class of tomorrow's final exam. "Now class, I won't tolerate any excuses for you not being here tomorrow. I might consider a nuclear attack or a serious personal injury, illness, or a death in your immediate family, but that's it, no other excuses whatsoever!" A smart-ass guy in the back of the room raised his hand and asked, "What would you say if tomorrow I said I was suffering from complete and utter sexual exhaustion?" The entire class is reduced to laughter and snickering. When silence is restored, the teacher smiles knowingly at the student, shakes he r head and sweetly says, "Well, I guess you'd have to write the exam with your other hand." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-1836557414943461327?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/1836557414943461327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=1836557414943461327' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/1836557414943461327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/1836557414943461327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2007/06/6-best-smart-ass-answers-of-2006-smart.html' title=''/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-976535745637836033</id><published>2007-06-14T07:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T07:53:19.196-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stress Management&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A lecturer, when explaining stress management to an audience, raised a glass of water and asked, "How heavy is this glass of water?" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Answers called out ranged from 8oz. to 20oz. The lecturer replied, "The absolute weight doesn't matter. It depends on how long you try to hold it. "If I hold it for a minute, that's not a problem. If I hold it for an hour, I'll have an ache in my right arm. If I hold it for a day, you'll have to call an ambulance." "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In each case, it's the same weight, but the longer I hold it, the heavier it becomes. " He continued, "And that's the way it is with stress management. If we carry our burdens all the time, sooner or later, as the burden becomes increasingly heavy, we won't be able to carry on. " "As with the glass of water, you have to put it down for a while and rest before holding it again. When we're refreshed, we can carry on with the burden. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"So, before you return home tonight, put the burden of work/life down. Don't carry it home. You can pick it up tomorrow." "Whatever burdens you're carrying now, let them down for a moment if you can. Relax; pick them up later after you've rested. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Life is short. Enjoy! " &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-976535745637836033?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/976535745637836033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=976535745637836033' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/976535745637836033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/976535745637836033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2007/06/lecturer-when-explaining-stress.html' title=''/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-92944536472138879</id><published>2007-06-13T09:08:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T09:12:33.818-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Some flowers for my friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4tb2EyhT4r4/Rm_6zYNHlbI/AAAAAAAABX4/V1-lKwt2iNs/s1600-h/100_6923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4tb2EyhT4r4/Rm_6zYNHlbI/AAAAAAAABX4/V1-lKwt2iNs/s400/100_6923.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075551065647584690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.clocklink.com/embed.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" language="JavaScript"&gt;obj = new Object;obj.clockfile = "0018B-silver.swf";obj.TimeZone = "NZT";obj.width = 150;obj.height = 150;obj.wmode = "transparent";showClock(obj);&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day Tracy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From your friend in &lt;a href="http://www.lifesinwestcliffe.blogspot.com/"&gt;Westcliffe.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-92944536472138879?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/92944536472138879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=92944536472138879' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/92944536472138879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/92944536472138879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2007/06/some-flowers-for-my-friend.html' title='Some flowers for my friend'/><author><name>janeywan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rLukc3uPur4/TrrUegsKrwI/AAAAAAAAHrw/_y74R2pXyPA/s220/apple%2Bpie%2B%2Bprofile%2Bphoto%2B012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4tb2EyhT4r4/Rm_6zYNHlbI/AAAAAAAABX4/V1-lKwt2iNs/s72-c/100_6923.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-5308144314440580388</id><published>2007-06-13T06:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T06:41:30.451-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;WIFE FROM HELL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;A police officer pulls over a speeding car. The officer says, " I clocked you&lt;br /&gt;at 80 miles per hour, sir."  The driver says, "Gee, officer I had it on cruise control at 60, perhaps your radar gun needs calibrating."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Not looking up from her knitting the wife says: "Now don't be silly dear, you know that this car doesn't have cruise control."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;As the officer writes out the ticket, the driver looks over at his wife and&lt;br /&gt;growls, "Can't you please keep your mouth shut for once?"&lt;br /&gt;The wife smiles demurely and says, "You should be thankful your radar detector went off when it did."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;As the officer makes out the second ticket for the illegal radar detector unit, the man glowers at his wife and says throu gh clenched teeth, "Damit, woman, can't you keep your mouth shut?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The officer frowns and says, "And I notice that you're not wearing your seat belt, sir. That's an automatic $75 fine."  The driver says, "Yeah, well, you see officer, I had it on, but took it off when you pulled me over so that I could get my license out of my back pocket."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The wife says, "Now, dear, you know very well that you didn't have your seat belt on. You never wear your seat belt when you're driving."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;And as the police officer is writing out the&lt;br /&gt;third ticket the driver turns to his wife and barks, "WHY DON'T YOU PLEASE SHUT UP??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The officer looks over at the woman and asks, "Does your husband always talk to you this way, Ma'am?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Only when he's been drinking."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-5308144314440580388?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/5308144314440580388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=5308144314440580388' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/5308144314440580388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/5308144314440580388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2007/06/wife-from-hell-police-officer-pulls.html' title=''/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-5119870649131685464</id><published>2007-06-12T08:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T08:25:06.403-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Have To Say........</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I am so sick of the Paris Hilton crap, but I can't stop thinking about it.  What a spoiled brat!  I am amazed at how much of a little whiney bitch she is.  Take you lumps and get over it!  You screwed up, do the time and get on with your life!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I just want to say that I am so thrilled that the judge threw her ass back in the slammer!  That is where she belongs.  Someone close to me has gotten in this kind of trouble before, and let me tell ya, there was no getting out for medical conditions or for good behavior!  Our justice system sucks and Paris Hilton just proved how it really works.  The judge really didn't like her and I believe that how she acted is why he sentenced her so harshly, but she does deserve to spend at least 2 weeks in jail.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I try not to talk about celebrities (I certainly do not lead a celebrity life), but this one I could not keep quiet about anymore!  I have a feeling that I will posting again about one other celebrity.....Lindsey Lohan!  This one, well....Let's just say that rehab should not keep her ass out of jail.  I understand while in rehab she is still planning her big 21st birthday bash!!  Wow, celebrity rehab really works!!!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WTF!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Okay, for those of us normal people...Have a great day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-5119870649131685464?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/5119870649131685464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=5119870649131685464' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/5119870649131685464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/5119870649131685464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2007/06/just-have-to-say.html' title='Just Have To Say........'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-4563001030899207852</id><published>2007-06-07T10:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T10:29:15.551-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Husband Store</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;A store that sells new husbands has just opened in New York City, where a woman may go to choose a husband. Among the instructions at the entrance is a description of how the store operates:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;You may visit this store ONLY ONCE! There are six floors and the value of the products increase as the shopper ascends the flights. The shopper may choose any item from a particular floor, or may choose to go up to the next floor, but you cannot go back down except to exit the building!&lt;br /&gt;So, a woman goes to the Husband Store to find a husband. On the first floor the sign on the door reads:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Floor 1&lt;/span&gt; - These men Have Jobs.&lt;br /&gt;She is intrigued, but continues to the second floor, where the sign reads:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Floor 2&lt;/span&gt; - These men Have Jobs and Love Kids.&lt;br /&gt;"That's nice", she thinks, "but I want more." So she continues upward. The third floor sign reads:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Floor 3&lt;/span&gt; - These men Have Jobs, Love Kids, and are Extremely Good Looking. "Wow," she thinks, but feels compelled to keep going. She goes to the fourth floor and the sign reads:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Floor 4&lt;/span&gt; - These men Have Jobs, Love Kids, are Drop-dead Good Looking and Help With Housework.  "Oh, mercy me!" she exclaims, "I can hardly stand it!" Still, she goes to the fifth floor and the sign reads:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Floor 5&lt;/span&gt; - These men Have Jobs, Love Kids, are Drop-dead Gorgeous, Help with Housework, and Have a Strong Romantic Streak. She is so tempted to stay, but she goes to the sixth floor, where the sign reads:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Floor 6&lt;/span&gt; - You are visitor 31,456,012 to this floor. There are no men on this floor. This floor exists solely as proof that women are impossible to please. Thank you for shopping at the Husband Store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE NOTE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;To avoid gender bias charges, the store's owner opened a New Wives store just across the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;The first floor has wives that love sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;The second floor has wives that love sex and have money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;The third, fourth, fifth and sixth floors have never been visited!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-4563001030899207852?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/4563001030899207852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=4563001030899207852' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/4563001030899207852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/4563001030899207852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2007/06/husband-store.html' title='The Husband Store'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-6770952437157365124</id><published>2007-06-05T05:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T06:19:31.688-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy, Busy, Busy!</title><content type='html'>Life is always so busy.  It is hard to take time to relax and enjoy life.  I really wish we didn't have to work.  Work takes me away from the people I really want to be with.  If I ever won the lottery, I would be on a permenant vacation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was listening to the news last night, and I heard a lot of disturbing stories, but one really stood out.  Rhode Island no longer wants to be a part of the United States!  What the hell kind of shit is that.  I don't agree with more than half of what our Government does, but I never would have thought that any state would ever declare something like that.  In all honesty, I think it is a bad idea for Rhode Island, but maybe the Government will get its "freaking" act together, cause if Rhode Island ever seperates itself from the United States, I truly believe other states will follow.  Then what??  We will go back to civil wars between states, North vs South, East vs West?  Ahhhh!!!!  The thought of it kind of scares me.  People are sick of taking it in the ass from our Government, and I am glad that Rhode Island is taking a stand.  Do I think it is for the best.........I'm not sure.  I see lots of problems with states declaring independence on their own, but drastic measures have to be taken in this country for things within our Government to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just thought I would give you something to think about today.  Thanks for reading!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-6770952437157365124?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/6770952437157365124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=6770952437157365124' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/6770952437157365124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/6770952437157365124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2007/06/busy-busy-busy.html' title='Busy, Busy, Busy!'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-2063977235313189807</id><published>2007-05-21T05:44:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T06:04:39.664-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation Week!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I am glad this week is finally here! I am leaving a little early today, and then I work Tuesday, Wednesday &amp; then I work a half day on Thursday and I don't come back till the following Wednesday. I have a short week this week and next week! YIPEE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I am looking forward to this Thursday night! My girlfriend (Becca) and I are going out for Karoke! I think my husband, my parents, uncle, aunt, and mother - in- law are going and then Becca's mom, grandma, and possibly a couple of her sisters may go too! We all love to sing. This is gonna be a blast! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Blogging this week may not be happening! I have a very busy week scheduled! I will try to blog, but don't hold your breath!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Before I sign off, here is something to make you think. It is newspaper headlines from the year 2029:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;HEADLINES FROM THE YEAR: 2029 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Ozone created by electric cars now killing millions in the seventh largest country in the world, Mexifornia, formerly known as California . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;White minorities still trying to have English recognized as Mexifornia's third language. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Spotted Owl plague threatens northwestern United State 's crops and livestock. Baby conceived naturally. Scientists stumped. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Couple petitions court to reinstate heterosexual marriage. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Last remaining Fundamentalist Muslim dies in the American Territory of the Middle East (formerly known as Iraq , Afghanistan , Syria and Lebanon ). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Iran still closed off; physicists estimate it will take at least 10 more years before radioactivity decreases to safe levels. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;France pleads for global help after being taken over by Jamaica . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Castro finally dies at age 112; Cuban cigars can now be imported legally, but President Chelsea Clinton has banned all smoking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;George Z. Bush says he will run for President in 2036! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Postal Service raises price of first class stamp to $17.89 and reduces mail delivery to Wednesdays only. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;85-year $75.8 billion study: Diet and Exercise is the key to weight loss. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Average weight of Americans drops to 250 lbs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Massachusetts executes last remaining conservative. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Supreme Court rules punishment of criminals violates their civil rights. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Average height of NBA players is now nine feet, seven inches. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;New federal law requires that all nail clippers, screwdrivers, fly swatters and rolled-up newspapers must be registered by January 2036. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Congress authorizes direct deposit of formerly illegal political contributions to campaign accounts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;IRS sets lowest tax rate at 75 percent. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Florida voters still having trouble with voting machines. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Have a great day, and if I don't get to post, have a wonderful Memorial Day Weekend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-2063977235313189807?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/2063977235313189807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=2063977235313189807' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/2063977235313189807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/2063977235313189807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2007/05/vacation-week.html' title='Vacation Week!'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-1366917725753128739</id><published>2007-05-18T07:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T07:32:05.197-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pistons &amp; Red Wings!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Well the &lt;a href="http://www.nba.com/pistons/index_main.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Pistons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; are moving on!!!  Yipee!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.detroitredwings.com/default.jsp"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Red Wings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;, well they have to win two more games, and so does Anaheim!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows what is gonna happen!!  I really hope we can win something!  Our state is in a bad place right now (I would like to say depression, but that maybe a little extreme), it is nice to have winning teams keepimg us motivated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have a great weekend everyone!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-1366917725753128739?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/1366917725753128739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=1366917725753128739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/1366917725753128739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/1366917725753128739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2007/05/pistons-red-wings.html' title='Pistons &amp; Red Wings!!!'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-2618195145424720547</id><published>2007-05-15T05:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T06:08:02.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Sorry I have been out of the posting loop again.  Busy, busy time!  Spring and summer are always busy for me.  My hub and I are landscaping our front yard and as you know that takes a lot of time.  We ordered bulbs and shrubs and are pissed that they keep delaying our order.  None of our stuff is gonna grow if we can't get it planted!!  I have called to bitch, but they tell me that they are just backed up right now.  Whatever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Thank you everyone who posted a b-day wish for me!  I appreciate it!  I wish I had time to visit everyone's blogs, but right now I barley have enough time to post on my own!  Thanks for still checking in with me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;And a final note:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LET'S GO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.detroitredwings.com/default.jsp"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RED WINGS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Anaheim is not a very nice team, and they are pretty strong.  The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.detroitredwings.com/default.jsp"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; have to step up their game if they are going to win this series!  The next two games are in their turf, I hope we can at least take one game (if not both.......doubt that).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#666666;"&gt;Have a Wonderful (stormy weather here) Day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-2618195145424720547?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/2618195145424720547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=2618195145424720547' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/2618195145424720547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/2618195145424720547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2007/05/quick-post.html' title='Quick Post'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-1520679080611324095</id><published>2007-05-10T08:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T08:50:29.687-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's My Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I have to post it's my birthday cause &lt;a href="http://75jms75.blogspot.com"&gt;Nelly&lt;/a&gt; posted you have to come over and say Hi! Silly girl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Thank you to those of you who stopped in! I am spending the afternoon and evening with my hubby! We are going to see spiderman 3 and then going to one of my favorite places for dinner (little piano bar/resturaunt). We actually got engaged at this great place (1998).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Thanks again to &lt;a href="http://75jms75.blogspot.com"&gt;Nelly&lt;/a&gt; (for telling everyone about today...big mouth)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-1520679080611324095?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/1520679080611324095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=1520679080611324095' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/1520679080611324095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/1520679080611324095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2007/05/its-my-birthday.html' title='It&apos;s My Birthday!'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-570885606284540791</id><published>2007-05-07T14:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T14:51:09.160-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Old, Is This What It Is Like??</title><content type='html'>An older lady gets pulled over for speeding.......  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Older Woman&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Is there a problem, Officer?&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Officer&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Ma'am, you were speeding.&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Older Woman&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Oh, I see&lt;/em&gt;.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Officer&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Can I see your license please?&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Older Woman&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;I'd give it to you but I don't have one.&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Officer&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Don't have one?&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Older Woman&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Lost it, 4 years ago for drunk driving.&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Officer&lt;/span&gt;: I see...&lt;em&gt;Can I see your vehicle registration papers please. &lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Older Woman&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;I can't do that.&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Officer&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Why not?&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Older Woman&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;I stole this car.&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Officer&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Stole it?&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Older Woman&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Yes, and I killed and hacked up the owner.&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Officer&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;You what?&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Older Woman&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;His body parts are in plastic bags in the trunk if you want to see.   &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Officer looks at the woman and slowly backs away to his car and calls for back up. Within minutes 5 police cars circle the car. A senior officer slowly approaches the car, clasping his half drawn gun.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Officer 2&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Ma'am, could you step out of your vehicle please! The woman steps out of her vehicle.   &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Older woman&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Is there a problem sir?&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Officer 2&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;One of my officers told me that you have stolen this car and murdered the owner.&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Older Woman&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Murdered the owner?   &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Officer 2&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Yes, could you please open the trunk of your car, please.   The woman opens the trunk, revealing nothing but an empty trunk.&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Officer 2&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Is this your car, ma'am?&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Older Woman&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Yes, here are the registration papers.   The officer is quite stunned.   &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Officer 2&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;One of my officers claims that you do not have a driving license.   The woman digs into her handbag and pulls out a clutch purse and hands it to the officer.   The officer examines the license. He looks quite puzzled.   &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Officer 2&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Thank you ma'am, one of my officers told me you didn't have a license, that you stole this car, and that you murdered and hacked up the owner.   &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Older Woman&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Bet the liar told you I was speeding, too.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-570885606284540791?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/570885606284540791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=570885606284540791' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/570885606284540791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/570885606284540791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2007/05/getting-old-is-this-what-it-is-like.html' title='Getting Old, Is This What It Is Like??'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-3259464246534565421</id><published>2007-05-04T08:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T08:57:45.097-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love This:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/Rjs7kvfnMUI/AAAAAAAAAMw/0eX86Sjtmj8/s1600-h/global+warming.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060704108691272002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/Rjs7kvfnMUI/AAAAAAAAAMw/0eX86Sjtmj8/s400/global+warming.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Global Warming Is A Serious Problem, But Not For Men!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-3259464246534565421?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/3259464246534565421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=3259464246534565421' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/3259464246534565421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/3259464246534565421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-love-this.html' title='I Love This:'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/Rjs7kvfnMUI/AAAAAAAAAMw/0eX86Sjtmj8/s72-c/global+warming.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-1455351235285255668</id><published>2007-05-03T06:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T06:20:08.575-05:00</updated><title type='text'>YEEEEE HAAAAAAA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.detroitredwings.com/default.jsp"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The Detroit Red Wings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/a&gt;are still in this thing!!! We won in overtime last night!! I unfortunately could not stay up and watch the whole game. I have to be at work at 7:00 and I just could not stay up past the first period. Also it was on a stupid digital channel and we don't have a digital box in our bedroom. What the hell. I don't understand why they did not have it on a local channel so people could watch it. Not everyone has digital cable. I still remember a time when you could watch sports on the local stations. Then cable companies said no, you have to have cable to watch it. So people got cable. Now they are putting shit on digital channels and not everyone has digital. I was really outraged about that. All I wanted to do was cuddle up in bed and watch the hockey game. Anyway, I am sending an email to FSN (Fox sports Network), and channel 4 (our local channel that carries the games on Saturday) and I am gonna bitch at how ridiculous this is getting for people to watch a game on TV, and I want to know why they are not supporting our hockey team!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Okay enough bitching! At least they won last night!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-1455351235285255668?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/1455351235285255668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=1455351235285255668' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/1455351235285255668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/1455351235285255668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2007/05/yeeeee-haaaaaaa.html' title='YEEEEE HAAAAAAA'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-6926944256880713465</id><published>2007-05-02T05:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T06:11:01.595-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep On Trucking!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;So as of today, I have lost 24 pounds and a total of 5 inches on my waistline!! I have been on this diet for a total of 4 weeks. I am very excited at how well I am doing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Sorry I have not posted lately. I have been EXTEMELY busy! Running around here, there, and everywhere! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I have not even posted on the &lt;a href="http://www.detroitredwings.com/default.jsp"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Red Wings&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; in recent days! (by the way their series w/San Jose is not going so well. San Jose leads the series 2 - 1). Today is another late game (10:00 pm my time).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I am also sorry that I have not been bouncing around reading everyones blogs. Like I said, right now time is flying by so fast I cannot keep up! I will try this weekend to get to everyone's blog and check out what has been going on. I feel out of the loop! Now that I am not working weekends (Yippee), I should have a few moments to blog around!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hope eveyone is healthy and doing well!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Talk with ya all later!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Thanks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-6926944256880713465?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/6926944256880713465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=6926944256880713465' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/6926944256880713465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/6926944256880713465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2007/05/keep-on-trucking.html' title='Keep On Trucking!'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-748416510371103033</id><published>2007-04-25T07:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T07:15:09.122-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our World Today!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings but shorter tempers, wider Freeways , but narrower viewpoints. We spend more, but have less, we buy more, but enjoy less. We have bigger houses and smaller families, more conveniences, but less time. We have more degrees but less sense, more knowledge, but less judgment, more experts, yet more problems, more medicine, but less wellness.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often.We've learned how to make a living, but not a life. We've added years to life not life to years. We've been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbor. We conquered outer space but not inner space. We've done larger things, but not better things.We've cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul. We've conquered the atom, but not our prejudice. We write more, but learn less. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We plan more, but accomplish less. We've learned to rush, but not to wait. We build more computers to hold more information, to produce more copies than ever, but we communicate less and less.These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion, big men and small character, steep profits and shallow relationships. These are the days of two incomes but more divorce, fancier houses, but broken homes. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throwaway morality, one night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer, to quiet, to kill. It is a time when there is much in the showroom window and nothing in the stockroom. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Remember; spend some time with your loved ones, because they are not going to be around forever.Remember, say a kind word to someone who looks up to you in awe, because that little person soon will grow up and leave your side.Remember, to give a warm hug to the one next to you, because that is the only treasure you can give with your heart and it doesn't cost a cent.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Remember, to say, "I love you" to your partner and your loved ones, but most of all mean it. A kiss and an embrace will mend hurt when it comes from deep inside of you.Remember to hold hands and cherish the moment for someday that person will not be there again.Give time to love, give time to speak! And give time to share the precious thoughts in your mind.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND ALWAYS REMEMBER:Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;This was written by George Carlin, and I think it sums the world up in a nut shell!  We need to be reminded of how crazy our world has become.  We do need to slow down, and learn to love again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-748416510371103033?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/748416510371103033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=748416510371103033' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/748416510371103033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/748416510371103033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2007/04/our-world-today.html' title='Our World Today!'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-5944581593067240750</id><published>2007-04-24T07:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T07:43:27.584-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Globalization:  True Definition...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Question&lt;/span&gt;: What is the truest definition of Globalization?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Answer&lt;/span&gt;: Princess Diana's death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Question&lt;/span&gt;: How come? ................................??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Answer&lt;/span&gt;: An English princess with an Egyptian boyfriend crashes in a French tunnel, driving a German car with a Dutch engine, driven by a Belgian who was drunk on Scottish whisky, (check the bottle before you change the spelling) followed closely by Italian Paparazzi, on Japanese motorcycles; treated by an American doctor, using Brazilian medicines.&lt;br /&gt;This is sent to you by a Canadian, using Bill Gate's technology, and you're probably reading this on your computer, that use Taiwanese chips, and a Korean monitor, assembled by Bangladeshi workers in a Singapore plant, transported by Indian lorry-drivers, hijacked by Indonesians, unloaded by Sicilian longshoremen, and trucked to you by Mexican illegals..... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and finally: you're reading this while wearing clothes made in China. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That, my friends, is Globalization&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-5944581593067240750?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/5944581593067240750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=5944581593067240750' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/5944581593067240750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/5944581593067240750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2007/04/globalization-true-definition.html' title='Globalization:  True Definition...'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-7906270062051353746</id><published>2007-04-23T06:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T06:18:10.556-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We Are Moving On!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Yipee!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am so excited, My Detroit Red Wings are awsome!  We &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WON&lt;/span&gt; last night in double overtime,&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; 2 - 1&lt;/span&gt;!!   I have more late nights to look forward too, and very tired work days!!  At least when they play at home, it is normal time for us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We have thunderstorms moving into our area today!  I love thunderstorms!  Mostly I like to be home when storms roll in.  I like to sit outside and enjoy them.  The temperature should still be in the 70's!  Have a great day everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thanks to those who have stuck with me on my blog, even though I have only really been talking about Hockey!  &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sorry to those Calgary Flame Fans&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-7906270062051353746?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/7906270062051353746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=7906270062051353746' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/7906270062051353746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/7906270062051353746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2007/04/we-are-moving-on.html' title='We Are Moving On!!!!'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-6878599982443298514</id><published>2007-04-22T10:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T10:04:55.575-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One More Game, One More Game......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;We can do it...Tonight we can win.  I know we are in Calgary and they suck in Calgary, but we can do it and win the first round.  We practically killed them last night.  We can do it again!  I have faith!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;GO RED WINGS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-6878599982443298514?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/6878599982443298514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=6878599982443298514' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/6878599982443298514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/6878599982443298514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2007/04/one-more-game-one-more-game.html' title='One More Game, One More Game......'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-7667730005167235679</id><published>2007-04-21T11:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T12:13:37.722-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Here We Go Again:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;So what will happen today?  Red Wings Win or Lose?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;All I have to say, is if they do not win tonight, I cannot watch them anymore (you know that is a big fat lie, I am such a devoted fan).  I am counting on my home team to take me to the Stanley Cup this year.  It has been awhile since they won and I am having withdraws!  I know most of you that check my blog are not Hockey fans, but I have a feeling I will be back to normal blogging sooner than I want.  I think the Wings are gonna once again be bumped out of the first round.  It is really such a disappointment for me because now is the time to really get involved and root for the teams you love!  Playoff's are always the best!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;This weather that we are having is great!  I am loving it!  I am working this weekend and then next Saturday will be the last day of this part time second job.  I needed it for the tough times I was going through, and now things are beginning to get back on track so I have decided to call it quits for the 2nd job.  I will be available to them on an "emergency" basis if someone is on vacation, but YES I have my weekends back!!  I am so excited!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hope everyone has a great weekend!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-7667730005167235679?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/7667730005167235679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=7667730005167235679' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/7667730005167235679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/7667730005167235679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2007/04/here-we-go-again.html' title='Here We Go Again:'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-1353578119278688322</id><published>2007-04-20T07:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T07:31:20.688-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Women's Words &amp; What We Really Mean!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;1.) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;FINE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: This is the word women use to end an argument when they are right and you need to shut up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2.) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;FIVE MINUTES&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: If she is getting dressed, this means a half an hour. Five minutes is only five minutes if you have just been given five more minutes to watch the game before helping around the house. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;3.) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;NOTHING&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: This is the calm before the storm. This means something, and you should be on your toes. Arguments that begin with nothing usually end in fine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;4.) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;GO AHEAD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: This is a dare, not permission. Don't Do It! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;5.) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;LOUD SIGH&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: This is actually a word, but is a non-verbal statement often misunderstood by men. A loud sigh means she thinks you are an idiot and wonders why she is wasting her time standing here and arguing with you about noth ing. (Refer back to #3 for the meaning of nothing.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;6.) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;THAT'S OKAY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: This is one of the most dangerous statements a women can make to a man. That's okay means she wants to think long and hard before deciding how and when you will pay for your mistake. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;7.) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;THANKS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: A woman is thanking you, do not question, or Faint. Just say you're welcome. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;8.) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;WHATEVER&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Is a women's way of saying ____ YOU! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;9.) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;DON'T WORRY ABOUT IT, I GOT IT&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Another dangerous statement, meaning this is something that a woman has told a man to do several times, but is now doing it herself. This will later result in a man asking "what's wrong", for the woman's response refer to # 3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Please, feel free to share these with your men (If they are smart, they already know this)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;P.S. My Red Wings Lost Again.  Here we go, we are gonna be out in the first round!!  What the _ _ _ _!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-1353578119278688322?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/1353578119278688322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=1353578119278688322' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/1353578119278688322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/1353578119278688322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2007/04/womens-words-what-we-really-mean.html' title='Women&apos;s Words &amp; What We Really Mean!'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-5747244841953356633</id><published>2007-04-19T06:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T07:52:05.507-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love Hockey!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tonight at 9:35 pm the puck will drop in game four of the Detroit Red Wings vs the Calgary Flames!  The Wings better step up their game if they are gonna win this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hope everyone has a great day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Thank Gosh the weather is getting better!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I think Spring is finally here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-5747244841953356633?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/5747244841953356633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=5747244841953356633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/5747244841953356633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/5747244841953356633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-love-hockey.html' title='I Love Hockey!'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-7269378589567700919</id><published>2007-04-18T12:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T12:42:02.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'>BOOOOOO  HOOOOOO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;We lost in Hockey last night!  Oh, well...Maybe we will have Thursday nights game!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Hope all you bloggers are doing okay out there!  I have been very busy so posting has become hard.  I am trying to keep up, but is not easy!  Please keep checking in on me, I will try to keep it updated at least every couple of days!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Thanks all!!!  Oh, the dieting is going good too!  I have lost 17 pounds so far and still going strong!  Thanks for all the prayers for success!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-7269378589567700919?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/7269378589567700919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=7269378589567700919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/7269378589567700919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/7269378589567700919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2007/04/boooooo-hoooooo.html' title='BOOOOOO  HOOOOOO'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-7607239570986007359</id><published>2007-04-16T11:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T13:11:17.770-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We Beat Em' Again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I am so excited the Wings (so far) are doing great!! Now we move to "&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Enemy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;" turf&lt;/span&gt;! I think if they keep playing the way they are, we will come out on top!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thanks for checking in!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;P.S.&lt;/span&gt; I just got a breaking news flash: 32 Students killed at Virginia Tech University in two seperate shootings. Click below for more info:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.foxnews.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Students&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;What the heck is going on in this crazy world??????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-7607239570986007359?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/7607239570986007359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=7607239570986007359' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/7607239570986007359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/7607239570986007359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2007/04/we-beat-em-again.html' title='We Beat Em&apos; Again!'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-6582605359424261673</id><published>2007-04-13T06:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T06:31:07.961-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WE KICKED ASS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHOOOOO HOOOOOO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Red Wings are awsome! We won &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;4 to 1&lt;/span&gt; Last Night!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Hopefully this is the start of something wonderful!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;The Red Wings played so great last night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;They are infamous for letting the losing team catch up when we have a comanding lead, but not yesturday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;We took the lead, and kept it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Sorry &lt;a href="http://lifeatthebecks.blogspot.com"&gt;Leslie&lt;/a&gt; your Calgary team did not come through for you. On a positive note: There are still &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;6 games left&lt;/span&gt; in this series!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Be sure to catch the next game:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Game 2 - Sunday @ 1:00 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Have A Great Weekend Everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-6582605359424261673?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/6582605359424261673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=6582605359424261673' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/6582605359424261673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/6582605359424261673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2007/04/we-kicked-ass.html' title='WE KICKED ASS!'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-2684468103311822953</id><published>2007-04-12T05:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T06:16:24.770-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HEY, HEY HOCKEYTOWN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/Rh4UVrByO-I/AAAAAAAAAMo/ipe0LXU1QGA/s1600-h/calgary_at_det.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052498194516294626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/Rh4UVrByO-I/AAAAAAAAAMo/ipe0LXU1QGA/s400/calgary_at_det.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/Rh4URrByO9I/AAAAAAAAAMg/uqRcE1stUrc/s1600-h/1Dom1w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052498125796817874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/Rh4URrByO9I/AAAAAAAAAMg/uqRcE1stUrc/s400/1Dom1w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/Rh4UL7ByO8I/AAAAAAAAAMY/oHrHKqtD5jQ/s1600-h/bp-1-Datsyuk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052498027012570050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/Rh4UL7ByO8I/AAAAAAAAAMY/oHrHKqtD5jQ/s400/bp-1-Datsyuk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tonight starts the playoff's and I am praying that the Red Wings can last more than the first round!!! ***We can crush Calgary*** &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My nights, and DVR will be full of the games! I don't get into to many sports, but Hockey....I love it! I think it is a shame that "not rich" people like me, cannot even afford to go to a game. I make pretty good money, but I cannot spend $100 on one ticket to go to a game! I would want my husband (huge Hockey fan) to come too, so now we are looking at $200 and then there are parking fees! We cannot go and sit in the nose bleed section (I would rather be at home), so the seats I would like to have a out of my reach. You know, even the nose bleed section is too expensive! I really don't mind staying at home or even going to a bar (I don't drink) but occassionally I like to go to a bar to watch a Hockey game....I love being around other Hockey Fans!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;LET'S GO RED WINGS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-2684468103311822953?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/2684468103311822953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=2684468103311822953' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/2684468103311822953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/2684468103311822953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2007/04/hey-hey-hockeytown.html' title='HEY, HEY HOCKEYTOWN!'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/Rh4UVrByO-I/AAAAAAAAAMo/ipe0LXU1QGA/s72-c/calgary_at_det.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-8420285523644261007</id><published>2007-04-11T06:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T07:29:05.653-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay, More On My Weight Loss</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I had a doctor's visit yesturday and I am down (according to them) 11 pounds. But the best part is..............I lost 4 inches on my waistline!!!! How cool is that! I'm really starting to like this dieting thing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;My first week was a success, but it was not easy. I was very tempted by some of my favorite things, and don't forget Easter was thrown in there too. This Friday will be two weeks that I have been on this, and honestly this week has been a lot easier. I have adjusted to this and have accepted this as a new lifestyle for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I have to participate (or at least attend) in group sessions at the clinic. This week we talked about "cheating" on the diet. They want us to "cheat" on special occassions. The dietician said that if we never treat ourselves to the things we love, we are not living. So on special occassions, such as my Birthday or Anniversary, I am to go out and eat (even if it falls during these months I am on this strick diet) and enjoy a good meal. Of course I have now learned what a good meal is. It is really not what I eat, it is how much. Portion control is the main root to succeeding in dieting. The other main root is exercise. If you do not burn off what you eat, those calories will just sit on your hips.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;So May is my birthday month, and I am already planning on having a wonderful dinner that night (or that weekend). My family likes go out to dinner for birthday's and I think I will do just fine! Hopefully by then I am down a few more pounds, but I take one day at a time. Honestly, I love the fact that I have something to look forward too! I seem to succeed in things when I have good things to look forward to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Thank you everyone for your supportive comments! They definately help me and keep me motivated!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-8420285523644261007?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/8420285523644261007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=8420285523644261007' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/8420285523644261007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/8420285523644261007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2007/04/okay-more-on-my-weight-loss.html' title='Okay, More On My Weight Loss'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-6198054495534941010</id><published>2007-04-10T06:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T06:43:54.853-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep Moving.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I have been on the move, with lots of exercise and diet!! So far I have lost 18 pounds! I told ya I would keep everyone posted on my progress. I am going to be hitting the gym, so I expect my weight loss will not be so dramatic. Toning produces muscle and reduces fat. I will also be involved in water aerobics! I really do love to exercise (as long as I'm not doing it at home). I have to go to the gym to get a good workout. I think if I had gym equipment at home, I would not use it. Kind of like in my drinking days...I liked to go to the bar, not drink at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Anyway, things are good and I am moving right along! No health issues with this diet, so I am quite pleased so far with my results.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Thanks for reading and you all have a wonderful Tuesday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-6198054495534941010?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/6198054495534941010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=6198054495534941010' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/6198054495534941010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/6198054495534941010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2007/04/keep-moving.html' title='Keep Moving.......'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-7941319596609070826</id><published>2007-04-09T06:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T06:15:42.438-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;A Husband Wife are getting divorced &amp; the Husband gets the house:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;The ex-wife spent the first day packing her belongings into boxes, crates and suitcases. On the second day, she had the movers come and collect her things. On the third day, she sat down for the last time at their beautiful dining room table by candle-light, put on some soft background music, and feasted on a pound of shrimp, a jar of caviar, and a bottle of spring-water.  When she had finished, she went into each and every room and deposited a few half-eaten shrimp shells dipped in caviar into the hollow of the curtain rods.   She then cleaned up the kitchen and left. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;When the ex-husband returned with his new girlfriend, all was bliss for the first few days.    Then slowly, the house began to smell.   They tried everything; cleaning, mopping and airing the place out.    Vents were checked for dead rodents and carpets were steam cleaned.    Air fresheners were hung everywhere.  Exterminators were brought in to setoff gas canisters, during which time they had to move out for a few days and in the end they even paid to replace the expensive wool carpeting. Nothing worked.   People stopped coming over to it.Repairmen refused to work in the house.The maid quit.    Finally, they could not take the stench any longer and decided to move. A month later, even though they had cut their price in half, they could not find a buyer for their stinky house.Word got out and eventually even the local realtors refused to return their calls.   Finally, they had to borrow a huge sum of money from the bank to purchase a new place.  The ex-wife called the man and asked how things were going.   He told her the saga of the rotting house. She listened politely and said that she missed her old  home terribly and would be willing to reduce her divorce settlement in exchange for getting the house back.    Knowing his ex-wife had no idea how bad the smell was, he agreed on a price that was about 1/10th of what the house had been worth, but only if she were to sign the papers that very day.             She agreed and within the hour his lawyers delivered the paperwork.  A week later the man and his girlfriend stood smiling as they watched the moving company pack everything to take to their new home.........         And to spite the ex-wife, they even took the the curtain rods!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I love happy endings!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-7941319596609070826?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/7941319596609070826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=7941319596609070826' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/7941319596609070826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/7941319596609070826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2007/04/husband-wife-are-getting-divorced.html' title=''/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-8702601624375440359</id><published>2007-04-06T08:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T08:32:53.037-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lessons To Live By:</title><content type='html'>We can always need a little help in the business world:   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Lesson 1A man is getting into the shower just as his wife is finishing up her shower, when the doorbell rings. The wife quickly wraps herself in a towel and runs downstairs. When she opens the door, there stands Bob, the next-door neighbor. Before she says a word, Bob says, "I'll give you $800 to drop that towel." After thinking for a moment, the woman drops her towel and stands naked in front of Bob. After a few seconds, Bob hands her $800 and leaves.The woman wraps back up in the towel and goes back upstairs. When she gets to the bathroom, her husband asks, "Who was that?" "It was Bob the next door neighbor," she replies. "Great!" the husband says, "did he say anything about the $800 he owes me?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Management lesson:&lt;/span&gt; If you share critical information pertaining to credit and risk with your shareholders in time, you may be in a position to prevent avoidable exposure    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Lesson 2A priest offered a Nun a lift. She got in and crossed her legs, forcing her gown to reveal a leg. The priest nearly had an accident. After controlling the car, he stealthily slid his hand up her leg. The nun said, "Father, remember Psalm 129?" The priest removed his hand. But, changing gears, he let his hand slide up her leg again. The nun once again said, "Father, remember Psalm 129?" The priest apologized "Sorry sister but the flesh is weak ." Arriving at the convent, the nun went on her way.  On his arrival at the church, the priest rushed to look up Psalm 129. It said, "Go forth and seek, further up, you will find glory." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Management lesson:&lt;/span&gt;  If you are not well informed in your job, you might miss a great opportunity    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Lesson 3A sales rep, an administration clerk, and the manager are walking tolunch when they find an antique oil lamp. They rub it and a Genie comes out.The Genie says, "I'll give each of you just one wish." Me first! Me first!"says the admin clerk. "I want to be in the Bahamas , driving a speedboat, without a care in the world." Puff! She's gone.Me next! Me next!" says the sales rep. "I want to be in Hawaii ,relaxing on the beach with my personal masse-use, an endless supply of Pina Coladas and the love of my life." Puff! He's gone."OK, you're up," the Genie says to the manager. The manager says,"I want those two back in the office after lunch." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Management lesson:&lt;/span&gt;  Always let your boss have the first say  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Lesson 4An eagle was sitting on a tree resting, doing nothing. A small rabbit saw the eagle and asked him, "Can I also sit like you and do nothing?" The eagle answered: "Sure, why not."So, the rabbit sat on the ground below the eagle and rested. All of a sudden, a fox appeared, jumped on the rabbit and ate it. Management lesson:  To be sitting and doing nothing, you must be sitting very, very high up     Lesson 5A turkey was chatting with a bull. "I would love to be able to get to the top of that tree," sighed the turkey, "but I haven't got the energy." Well, why don't you nibble on some of my droppings?" replied the bull. They're packed with nutrients. "The turkey pecked at a lump of dung, and found it actually gave him enough strength to reach the lowest branch of the tree. The next day, after eating some more dung, he reached the second branch. Finally after a fourth night, the turkey was proudly perched at the top of the tree. He was promptly spotted by a farmer, who shot him out of the tree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Management lesson:&lt;/span&gt;  Bullshit might get you to the top, but it won't keep you there    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Lesson 6A little bird was flying south for the winter. It was so cold the bird froze and fell to the ground into a large field. While he was lying there, a cow came by and dropped some dung on him.  As the frozen bird lay there in the pile of cow dung, he began to realize how warm he was. The dung was actually thawing him out! He lay there all warm and happy, and soon began to sing for joy. A passing cat heard the bird singing and came to investigate Following the sound, the cat discovered the bird under the pile of cow dung, and promptly dug him out and ate him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Management lesson:&lt;/span&gt; Not everyone who shits on you is your enemy.   Not everyone who gets you out of shit is your friend.   And when you're in deep shit, it's best to keep your mouth shut!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-8702601624375440359?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/8702601624375440359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=8702601624375440359' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/8702601624375440359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/8702601624375440359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2007/04/lessons-to-live-by.html' title='Lessons To Live By:'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-5981289533089482336</id><published>2007-04-03T17:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T17:13:49.699-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Uncle Paul's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;My Uncle Paul moved here from St Louis this week and today is his birthday.  We are celebrating at my Aunt Janet's house.  My mom made her famous Chicken and dumplings and they smelt wonderful.  They were trying to eat before I got there (you know with the dieting thing), but the smell was worth it.  Honestly, I really wasn't hungry to eat them.  The smell was enough.  I am doing pretty good on this diet.  I have passed several fast food places and some of my favorite places to eat and have not stopped.  For me, that means I am doing fantastic!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;So far, as of today I have lost 12 pounds.  I started this diet on Friday, and now with Wednesday approaching I am hoping to lose a few more.  I have a Dr visit on Thursday to check me out and be sure that my body is handling the dieting change (I feel like I am doing fine).  I am a little tired but if that is the only side effect of this diet, I can definately handle that!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I am so excited about doing fun things this summer with my hubby and my friends.  I really enjoy bike riding and swimming and all those fun things.  This is gonna be a good year for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Not much else is going on right now.  Wish my life was a little more exciting to talk about, but I am sure as summer approaches, there will be lots of cool stories!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Thanks to my blogging buddies for hanging around my page for encouragement.  I really appreciate it!!  I have a lot of weight to lose, but when it is all said and done....I will be one hot tamale!!  :)  Thanks guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-5981289533089482336?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/5981289533089482336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=5981289533089482336' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/5981289533089482336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/5981289533089482336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2007/04/uncle-pauls-birthday.html' title='Uncle Paul&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-4798511126437798958</id><published>2007-04-02T05:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T06:06:57.042-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wooooooooooo Hoooooooooooooo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Okay, I have been on this diet for 3 days and I have lost 10 pounds! How cool is that! I am excited every morning I step on the scale. I am finding it incredibly hard not to snack. I get so hungry, I have to leave my house to escape from wanting to find something to nibble on. My husband swears there is nothing to eat in our house, but I told him to do my diet and tell me he wouldn't find something bad to eat. Actually, we do keep a lot of veggies in our house and other healthy foods. My problem is I eat way to much. I have lots of support from family and friends, and let me tell ya.....they are life savers! I spent almost the entire day yesturday with my sister &lt;a href="http://75jms75.blogspot.com"&gt;Nelly&lt;/a&gt;! We had a good time. I got to spend time with my niece and nephew, and I didn't think about cheating on my diet once. Okay, maybe once when she made macaroni and cheese for my niece, and when &lt;a href="http://75jms75.blogspot.com"&gt;Nelly&lt;/a&gt; put cheese on her salad, and when she put chicken in her salad...Okay, so I thought about it a few times, but she worked through it with me! Thanks &lt;a href="http://75jms75.blogspot.com"&gt;Nelly&lt;/a&gt; so much! Your the best! You know we need to hang out more often!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Hey, thanks everyone for reading!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-4798511126437798958?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/4798511126437798958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=4798511126437798958' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/4798511126437798958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/4798511126437798958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2007/04/wooooooooooo-hoooooooooooooo.html' title='Wooooooooooo Hoooooooooooooo'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-9046063239974005428</id><published>2007-03-29T06:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T06:11:45.977-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry about not posting!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I have been very busy eating before I start my diet tomorrow!  As a matter of fact me and my girlfriend, Becca are hitting the town tonight to get a bite to eat and sing some Karoke!  She loves to sing!  Even though I don't drink, we usually go to a hole in the wall place that has Karoke and we sit by ourselves at a table and drink soda all night long.  It may not sound like fun, but it is!  We always have fun together.  She is going to try her own diet plan along with me, so watch out world.....Here we come!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The Doctor gave me a 90 day diet plan and if I stick to it, I will lose quite a bit of weight.  I need this and I am 100% dedicated to this plan.  I have lots of support from my family and my friends.  It is wonderful!  I cannot wait to be the person I want to be on the outside to match the person I am on the inside.  They have been two different "people" since I gained my weight.  I am so excited for the change, I can see it already!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Anyway, enough about weight loss, and how about this wonderful spring weather we had been having!  I cannot wait to be able to go out and walk my dog, Guinness without freezing to death.  I took him out yesturday, and he was in Bassett heaven sniffing around at all the new smells winter left behind!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Thanks for checking in, and I hope everyone has a great day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-9046063239974005428?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/9046063239974005428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=9046063239974005428' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/9046063239974005428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/9046063239974005428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2007/03/sorry-about-not-posting.html' title='Sorry about not posting!'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-5151296552598956392</id><published>2007-03-22T09:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T09:50:37.179-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Never Take Candy From Strangers!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/RgKXiHRByAI/AAAAAAAAAMM/WiTk1FyvZ3k/s1600-h/candy.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044761144930191362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/RgKXiHRByAI/AAAAAAAAAMM/WiTk1FyvZ3k/s400/candy.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Gives new meaning to candy dispenser!!!!&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/16910107-5151296552598956392?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/5151296552598956392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=5151296552598956392' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/5151296552598956392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/5151296552598956392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2007/03/never-take-candy-from-strangers.html' title='Never Take Candy From Strangers!'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/RgKXiHRByAI/AAAAAAAAAMM/WiTk1FyvZ3k/s72-c/candy.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-7301481927541583536</id><published>2007-03-20T21:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T07:05:00.195-05:00</updated><title type='text'>There are some really cool bloggers out there!</title><content type='html'>I was speaking at a table in AA and I said how cool it was that I can say anything I want and they all have to listen to me (at least they look like they are listening). I was talking about how weird the world is and how most people have an answer for everything. You can't just talk to talk, people feel like it is there obligation to save you from your thoughts/words and make suggestions on how to handle your life or a particular situation. Blog world is kind of like an AA meeting. I say whatever I want and you can choose to read it or not. Kind of cool when you think about it. Personally, I love the comments. I think that people should express how they feel and share their thoughts with me on what I am blabbing about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am planning on a huge change in my life. I am going on a very strict diet and I will be dropping some weight (I hope). I just want people to know, that I am who I am. Gaining weight, losing weight, no matter what I am the same person and have the same feelings. Sometimes when people change their life (especially in such a positive way), others cannot accept the change for whatever reason. I have been sober (like I mentioned in previous posts) for almost two years, and people still have a hard time asking me to do things with them when alcohol is involved because I don't drink. I say to those people that they must not want to ask us/me out, because anyone who makes excuses for me or for my husband about going out for an evening or even to someone's house has no clue who we really are. I hope I am not treated that way while I am dieting because I cannot eat food like I used too????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We always hope for change in positive directions, but that is not always what we get. I am staying strong and facing my problems head on. Some are resolved, but many are not. I continue to work on them, and they just make me a better person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am finding the strength I need in my husband. He has encouraged me, and has convinced me that I can get through this and he is the one person I can always go to when I need to cry or to laugh. We face many problems together and we will continue to work together through the next set of hurdles we come too! I help him , he helps me, we are a team!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are ready for life!!!! In some way, I find serenity in that. I am not alone (I find serenity in that too)! I have a lot of support and the important people in my life, those I am in constant contact with, know exactly what I am capable of and that I can achieve anything! Thank you all so much for your support and guidance. This is a scary journey, and I promise to update you on how much weight I am losing and how things are going!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say thanks to my Mom, Laura, &amp;amp; Becca. I was having a tough night tonight (hubby was at work) and they were able to make me see that life is exactly what you make it. No one else can change it for you. Live it to the fullest, love all that you can, and do what makes you happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will probably not post again till Saturday! (I do have a funny picture to post, and if I get a chance I may post it tomorrow or Thurdsay).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all of you! Your awsome!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-7301481927541583536?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/7301481927541583536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=7301481927541583536' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/7301481927541583536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/7301481927541583536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2007/03/there-are-some-really-cool-bloggers-out.html' title='There are some really cool bloggers out there!'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-5432053886274927041</id><published>2007-03-20T08:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T08:46:36.035-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Frustrated @#$%</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Do you ever just go so frustrated your head wants to explode?  I have been feeling that way for awhile now and it seems even the little things have begun to bother me.  I don't know if I have shared this with the blog world, but I am a recovering alcoholic.  I was at a meeting last night and someone mentioned serenity.  Shit I have been looking for serenity for a long time.  I cannot seem to find it.  I can't find it at my job, I can't find it at home, I don't find it with my friends or family....where do you find this serenity...I need it!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I am overwhelmed with some of the things going on in my life, but each day comes and each day goes and I roll with the punches.  But have you ever wanted to stop the punches and just do something crazy to take your mind off life?  I do, but I don't have a damn clue what the crazy thing is I need to do.  I feel trapped and I am so thankful I go to these AA meetings (I go at least 3 times a week), and the great thing is, I can bitch about my problems and they sit there and they listen to me.  They don't try to advise me, they don't tell me I am nuts for thinking this way, they say thanks for sharing and keep coming back.  Could that be my serenity?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I don't know.  I know I have to find the serenity within myself, and right now I am not happy.  I have a weight issue that I am getting ready to face head on, and I have my sobriety (two years in May).  I am very thankful and grateful that I have my health (sort of) and I have a roof over my head, I have family and friends that love me, and a wonderful husband who is trying to make life right (he's come a long way), but in all that where is the serenity?  How do I find that peace within myself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Thanks for reading, and hope I didn't scare anyone away!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-5432053886274927041?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/5432053886274927041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=5432053886274927041' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/5432053886274927041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/5432053886274927041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2007/03/frustrated.html' title='Frustrated @#$%'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-8339227520357049515</id><published>2007-03-19T05:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T06:01:22.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank God I Am Not Blond!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A blonde calls the fire house and frantically says "My house is on fire! You must come quick!"The fireman says "Now calm down and tell us how we get to your house." To which she responds "Well, Duh! In your big red truck!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Two blondes living in Oklahoma were sitting on a bench talking, and one blonde says to the other,"Which do you think is farther away... Florida or the moon?" The other blonde turns and says "Helloooooooooo, can you see Florida ?????"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;A blonde pushes her BMW into a gas station. She tells the mechanic it died.After he works on it for a few minutes, it is idling smoothly. She says, "What's the story?"He replies, "Just crap in the carburetor" She asks,"How often do I have to do that?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;A police officer stops a blonde for speeding and asks her very nicely if he could see her license.She replied in a huff, "I wish you guys would get your act together. Just yesterday you take away my license and then today you expect me to show it to you!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;There's this blonde out for a walk. She comes to a river and sees another blonde on the opposite bank."Yoo-hoo!" she shouts, "How can I get to the other side?"The second blonde looks up the river then down the river and shouts back, "You ARE on the other side."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A gorgeous young redhead goes into the doctor's office and said that her body hurt wherever she touched it."Impossible!" says the doctor. "Show me." The redhead took her finger, pushed on her left shoulder and screamed, then she pushed her elbow and screamed even more. She pushed her knee and screamed;likewise she pushed her ankle and screamed. Everywhere she touched made her scream.The doctor said, "You're not really a redhead, are you?"Well, no" she said, "I'm actually a blonde." "I thought so," the doctor said. "Your finger is broken. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;A highway patrolman pulled alongside a speeding car on the freeway. Glancing at the car, he was astounded to see that the blonde behind the wheel was knitting! Realizing that she was oblivious to his flashinglights and siren, the trooper cranked down his window, turned on his bullhorn and yelled, "PULL OVER!!   “NO!" the blonde yelled back, "IT'S A SCARF!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;A Russian, an American, and a Blonde were talking one day. The Russian said, "We were the first in space!"The American said, "We were the first on the moon!"The Blonde said, "So what? We're going to be the first on the sun!"The Russian and the American looked at each other and shook their heads."You can't land on the sun, you idiot! You'll burn up!" said the Russian.To which the Blonde replied, "We're not stupid, you know. We're going at night!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;A blonde was playing Trivial Pursuit one night. It was her turn. She rolled the dice and she landed on Science &amp; Nature. Her question was,"If you are in a vacuum and someone calls your name, can you hear it?"She thought for a time and then asked, "Is it on or off?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Stupid blond jokes!  Not much else to post about today!  Hope everyone has a great Monday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-8339227520357049515?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/8339227520357049515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=8339227520357049515' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/8339227520357049515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/8339227520357049515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2007/03/thank-god-i-am-not-blond.html' title='Thank God I Am Not Blond!'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-7344168314684275286</id><published>2007-03-16T06:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T07:03:14.778-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How Men &amp; Woman Shower</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;How To Shower Like a Woman&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Take off clothing and place it in sectioned laundry hamper according to lights and darks. Walk to bathroom wearing long dressing gown. If you see your husband along the way, cover up any exposed areas. Look at your womanly physique in the mirror - make mental note to do more sit-ups/leg-lifts, etc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Get in the shower. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Use face cloth, arm cloth, leg cloth, long loofah, wide loofah and pumice stone.Wash your hair once with cucumber and sage shampoo with 43 added vitamins.Wash your hair again to make sure it's clean. Condition your hair with grapefruit mint conditioner enhanced with real passion fruit.Wash your face with crushed apricot facial scrub for 10 minutes until red.Wash entire rest of body with ginger nut and jaffa cake body wash. Rinse conditioner off hair.Shave armpits and legs. Turn off shower.Squeegee off all wet surfaces in shower.Spray mold spots with Tilex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Get out of shower and stand on bath mat. Dry with towel the size of a small country.Wrap hair in super absorbent towel.Return to bedroom wearing long dressing gown and towel on head.If you see husband along the way, cover up any exposed areas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;How To Shower Like a Man&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Take off clothes while sitting on the edge of the bedand leave them in a pile.Walk naked to the bathroom. If you see wife along the way, shake wiener at her making the woo-woo' sound.Look at your manly physique in the mirror.Admire the size of your wiener and scratch your ass.Get in the shower Wash your face. Wash your armpits. Blow your nose in your hands and let the water rinse them off. Fart and laugh at how loud it sounds in the shower.Spend majority of time washing privates and surrounding area. Wash your butt, leaving those coarse butt hairs stuck on the soap.Wash your hair. Make a Shampoo Mohawk.  Pee.Rinse off and get out of shower. Avoid bath mat. Dry off forearms and butt only. Fail to notice water on floor because curtain washanging out of tub the whole time.Admire wiener size in mirror again. Shake it to watch water fly off.Leave shower curtain open, wet mat on floor, light and fan on. Return to bedroom with towel around waist.If you pass wife, pull off towel, shake wiener at her and make the woo-woo' sound again. Throw wet towel on bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Does this sound familar to anyone??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-7344168314684275286?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/7344168314684275286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=7344168314684275286' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/7344168314684275286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/7344168314684275286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2007/03/how-men-woman-shower.html' title='How Men &amp; Woman Shower'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-8221228769019440400</id><published>2007-03-15T05:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T06:15:16.784-05:00</updated><title type='text'>For Those That Love To Bike!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/Rfkqt_bCMxI/AAAAAAAAAME/TpdcgnMOGVA/s1600-h/biking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042108227425284882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/Rfkqt_bCMxI/AAAAAAAAAME/TpdcgnMOGVA/s400/biking.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Underground Railroad Bike Route Complete&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;MARK F. BARNETT, Associated Press Writer Mon Mar 12, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;LOUISVILLE, Ky. - While there's no one path that escaping slaves took to claim their freedom, cyclists can get a sense of some of America's Underground Railroad history from a new bicycle route of 2,100 miles that cuts from coastal Alabama up to Canada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;If You Go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;UNDERGROUND RAILROAD BICYCLE ROUTE: A 2,100-mile route from Mobile, Ala., to Owen Sound, Ontario, Canada, passing through Mississippi, Tennessee, Kentucky, Indiana, Ohio, Pennsylvania and New York along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;The last three sections of the Underground Railroad Bicycle Route run from Owensboro, Ky., through Indiana, Ohio, Pennsylvania and New York, ending in Owen Sound, Ontario. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Earlier sections trace the route from Mobile, Ala., across to Mississippi, through Tennessee, into the Land Between the Lakes in western Kentucky and north to Owensboro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;"As people experience this route, they are going through small towns and neighborhoods, meeting people whose stories will intrigue them and they'll be able to share their experiences," said Ginny Sullivan, new routes coordinator for the Adventure Cycling Association, which mapped the route. "It brings cyclists to the real America," she said. While there is no singular route that slaves took to freedom, the cycling group wanted to choose a route representative of the freedom trail that would also wind through areas of historic significance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Mobile was chosen as a starting point because it once served as an entry point for slave ships. The Canadian end point of Owen Sound bills itself as "the Underground Railroad's most northerly safe haven" and is holding its 145th annual Emancipation Celebration Festival Aug. 3-5.&lt;br /&gt;The cycling association developed the route in partnership with the Center for Minority Health at the University of Pittsburgh. The project's goals include diversifying the demographics of the bicycling set, while encouraging black Americans to seek out their cultural history and improve their health through biking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;"We see it as a part of our mission overall to eliminate health disparities between races," said Mario Browne, a project coordinator with the Center for Minority Health. "Minority communities experience a higher incidence of mortality from diabetes, cardiovascular disease and hypertension." Bicycling just 30 minutes a day can help ease those problems with minimal cost. "Small steps can lead to big rewards," he said. "Cycling is something that people can do basically year round at a gym or in their basement... You don't have to be Lance Armstrong to do it and see the benefits."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Barry Zalph, executive director of an advocacy and educational group in Kentucky called Bicycling for Louisville, lobbied for the route to go through the Louisville area. Zalph's group encourages low-income and minority youths to take their bikes outside their neighborhoods.&lt;br /&gt;"The beauty of the Underground Railroad route, passing as close as it does, gives us the opportunity to create local loops and routes for local riders to stick their toe in the water," said Zalph, who added that he'd like to "expand cycling beyond the college-educated white guys over 40 group." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Additional spurs are planned to connect other regions to the original route. One spur is planned from Erie, Pa., to Pittsburgh, with the hope of eventually connecting to Washington, D.C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;The group has also contacted libraries along the route to let them know that riders may come through their doors seeking a dry spot or relief from the heat. "Cyclists like to use libraries to check the Internet to keep in touch with their home and e-mail," Sullivan said. The maps provide detailed directions, lodging information and other services cyclists might need along the way. Field notes in the maps also give the traveler historical context for some of the spots along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Those planning their own bike trips on the route could cover the entire length of the route traveling 75 miles a day for about a month or so.&lt;br /&gt;This spring, ACA will sponsor a trip from April 14 through May 31, leading a group of riders from Mobile to Ontario. A shorter trip midsummer will go from Buffalo, N.Y., to Ontario.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Dallas and Joyce McKenzie researched the route for ACA by traveling the proposed itinerary in a recreational vehicle and by bicycle. They trekked about 125-150 miles a day, taking extensive notes on necessities for riders like places to get a hot shower, bike shops, low traffic roads and highways with shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;McKenzie, a retired American history teacher who lives in Lenexa, Kan., says the route is meant to give riders a sense of the route a slave might have taken. "We tried to follow the river as best we could," McKenzie said, "and let the riders encounter most of the landmarks."&lt;br /&gt;He notes that Kentucky will give riders the type of adventure ACA members are seeking. "The scenery is fantastic, history is plentiful, and the challenge certain to bring out the best in any serious cycling tourist," McKenzie said. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I thought this was very interesting, and of course my husband wants to make plans to bike part of this railroad! I do think it would be pretty cool to travel via bike!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-8221228769019440400?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/8221228769019440400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=8221228769019440400' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/8221228769019440400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/8221228769019440400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2007/03/for-those-that-love-to-bike.html' title='For Those That Love To Bike!'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/Rfkqt_bCMxI/AAAAAAAAAME/TpdcgnMOGVA/s72-c/biking.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-2839470478656843750</id><published>2007-03-14T05:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T05:55:37.597-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Becca Sent Me These Pix</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Why Women Stay Single..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/RffTi_bCMwI/AAAAAAAAAL8/uj4QNii7lCs/s1600-h/crazy1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041730905958396674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/RffTi_bCMwI/AAAAAAAAAL8/uj4QNii7lCs/s400/crazy1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/RffTe_bCMvI/AAAAAAAAAL0/bjzODcL1QqU/s1600-h/crazy2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041730837238919922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/RffTe_bCMvI/AAAAAAAAAL0/bjzODcL1QqU/s400/crazy2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/RffTYvbCMuI/AAAAAAAAALs/_aYUb87Kfwo/s1600-h/crazy3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041730729864737506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/RffTYvbCMuI/AAAAAAAAALs/_aYUb87Kfwo/s400/crazy3.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/RffTVPbCMtI/AAAAAAAAALk/7W3VNGgx3ck/s1600-h/crazy4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041730669735195346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/RffTVPbCMtI/AAAAAAAAALk/7W3VNGgx3ck/s400/crazy4.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/RffTQPbCMsI/AAAAAAAAALc/IZNmLFgwyk4/s1600-h/crazy5.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041730583835849410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/RffTQPbCMsI/AAAAAAAAALc/IZNmLFgwyk4/s400/crazy5.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Yeah, these guys are crazy! Becca is one of my best friends and she laughed so hard when looking at these pictures, she said I have to post them on my blog. So this post is for Becca&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;(I think the bat guy is her fantasy)!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-2839470478656843750?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/2839470478656843750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=2839470478656843750' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/2839470478656843750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/2839470478656843750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2007/03/becca-sent-me-these-pix-she-wants-me-to.html' title='Becca Sent Me These Pix'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/RffTi_bCMwI/AAAAAAAAAL8/uj4QNii7lCs/s72-c/crazy1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-1843348841703275274</id><published>2007-03-13T06:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T06:14:17.618-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Things That Ruin Pictures......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/RfaGjfbCMrI/AAAAAAAAALU/QZ3j7Lusoxo/s1600-h/yuck.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041364777176281778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/RfaGjfbCMrI/AAAAAAAAALU/QZ3j7Lusoxo/s400/yuck.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/RfaGgPbCMqI/AAAAAAAAALM/oxXIBzvbY7o/s1600-h/yuck3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041364721341706914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/RfaGgPbCMqI/AAAAAAAAALM/oxXIBzvbY7o/s400/yuck3.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/RfaGcPbCMpI/AAAAAAAAALE/k8FNjdAxhIo/s1600-h/yuck2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041364652622230162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/RfaGcPbCMpI/AAAAAAAAALE/k8FNjdAxhIo/s400/yuck2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, the top picture is just nasty, and the girl is BUTT ugly!  The second picture is probably something I would have done (well without the male anatomy), and the third picture reminds me of Toby (my mom's little friend...Nelly remembers), although I don't ever recall him being in this position!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a great day all!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-1843348841703275274?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/1843348841703275274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=1843348841703275274' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/1843348841703275274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/1843348841703275274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2007/03/things-that-ruin-pictures.html' title='Things That Ruin Pictures......'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/RfaGjfbCMrI/AAAAAAAAALU/QZ3j7Lusoxo/s72-c/yuck.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-6280002322132552989</id><published>2007-03-08T07:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T07:58:59.741-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Really Busy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I am still swamped at work and really don't have anytime to blog!  I am trying to keep up with it, but these days it is a little hard!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Thanks to those of you who keep checking in!  I will try to blog something over the weekend, but I am not sure if I will be able too!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Have a great day everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-6280002322132552989?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/6280002322132552989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=6280002322132552989' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/6280002322132552989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/6280002322132552989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2007/03/still-really-busy.html' title='Still Really Busy!'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-2875728916084911432</id><published>2007-03-06T13:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T13:35:36.979-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Posting Late Today!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have been extremely busy at work, and have not had a chance to do anything! Working 7 days a week has finally gotten to me and I told my weekend job that I only want to work everyother weekend. So I work this weekend, but will have next weekend off and so on! I have to have time for me and time to sleep in. My husband has been quite busy also. He ripped all the tile off the basement stairs, painted down the walls next to the stairs and laid new tile on all the steps. It looks so good! He painted all the trim around the stairs also. He has been a maniac around the house! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well, thats all for now! Thanks for checking in!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;OH WAIT.....I ALMOST FORGOT.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;JAMIE&lt;/span&gt;!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-2875728916084911432?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/2875728916084911432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=2875728916084911432' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/2875728916084911432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/2875728916084911432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2007/03/posting-late-today.html' title='Posting Late Today!'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-8228757724179302770</id><published>2007-03-05T07:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T07:13:28.453-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No Time!</title><content type='html'>No Time to post today like Nelly!&lt;br /&gt;Really busy at work!&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone has a wonderful day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-8228757724179302770?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/8228757724179302770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=8228757724179302770' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/8228757724179302770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/8228757724179302770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2007/03/no-time.html' title='No Time!'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-2371911947233226029</id><published>2007-03-02T06:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T07:04:06.846-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How Much Do You Give??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;What Makes 100%? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;What does it mean to give MORE than 100%?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Ever wonder about those people who say they are giving more than 100%? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;We have all been to those meetings where someone wants you to give over 100%. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;How about achieving 103%? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Here's a little mathematical formula that might help you answer these questions: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663366;"&gt;(Each letter is a number starting with A as 1, B is 2 &amp; so on)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;H-A-R-D-W-O-R-K&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;8+1+18+4+23+15+18+11&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;= 98%&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;K-N-O-W-L-E-D-G-E&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;11+14+15+23+12+5+4+7+5&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;= 96%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;A-T-T-I-T-U-D-E&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;1+20+20+9+20+21+4+5&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;= 100%&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;B-U-L-L-S-H-I-T&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;2+21+12+12+19+8+9+20&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;= 103%&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Look how far ass kissing will take you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;A-S-S-K-I-S-S-I-N-G&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;1+19+19+11+9+19+19+9+14+7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; = 118%&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;So, one can conclude with mathematical certainty that While Hard work and Knowledge will get you close, and Attitude will get you there, it's the Bullshit and Ass kissing that will put you over the top. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Happy Friday Everyone &amp;amp; Have A Great Weekend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-2371911947233226029?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/2371911947233226029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=2371911947233226029' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/2371911947233226029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/2371911947233226029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2007/03/how-much-do-you-give.html' title='How Much Do You Give??'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-5404418728070136568</id><published>2007-03-01T06:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T07:08:44.163-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just In Case.............................</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I am blogging today just in case&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://75jms75.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Nelly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;decides to check mine out. The weather is crappy today. It is kind of snowing (big flakes) and raining ice pellets. Not a great morning to have to come to work. The snow is actually sticking to the roads. My sidewalk at home is already covered in snow. However, things are looking up for later this afternoon... Thunderstorms are on the way, and we are supposed to get some pretty heavy down pours. It should be about 40 - 45 degrees, much better than the temps we have had lately. So&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://75jms75.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Nelly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;if you are reading this today, this is what you are missing. I know you would much rather be here with your kids and working your wonderful job instead of being in Florida with warm weather, sunshine, and lots of fun things to do....................Right?????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Hope you had a safe flight. Don't spend too much money! It is so easy to do when you are having fun! Just becareful! Miss ya already!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Enough about the weather &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://75jms75.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Nelly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, now we have to focus on other things. I am so glad that they changed the daylight savings time. We used to turn our clocks forward one hour in April for daylight savings time, now we are moving forward that one hour on March 10th! I cannot wait to have the days seem longer again! The only problem is, I have to take the Monday after the change off. I cannot adjust to losing that one hour. Last year I was late for work two days in a row (I am NEVER late for work) after the spring time change. This year I was smart and decided it would just be better to take the day off to make up that hour of sleep I lost! I know it sounds silly, but for some reason that one hour really screws me up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Thats all I've got for now, I hope everyone has a great day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-5404418728070136568?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/5404418728070136568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=5404418728070136568' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/5404418728070136568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/5404418728070136568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2007/03/just-in-case.html' title='Just In Case.............................'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-2441394920706592582</id><published>2007-02-28T06:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T07:09:55.459-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow Wednesday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today is a great day for my sisters.........&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;One is going to Florida and the other is celebrating a Birthday!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The one going to Florida&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://75jms75.blogspot.com/"&gt;Nelly&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;),&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;has only talked about Florida in every post on her blog for the past month (well almost every post).  She will be gone from tonight until Sunday afternoon.  She is going to miss the entire "snow/ice" storm we are supposed to get again tomorrow morning!  She is very lucky to be leaving!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The other sister is heading to the Melting Pot tonight for dinner.  I have wanted to go there one night, but it is kind of expensive ($70 per couple approximately).  I know that doesn't seem like a lot of money, but when you have no money right now....Its a lot!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So, to Nelly I say:  "Have a wonderful time and be safe in Florida!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To Rae I say:  "Happy Birthday, and have a great time at dinner!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-2441394920706592582?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/2441394920706592582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=2441394920706592582' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/2441394920706592582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/2441394920706592582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2007/02/wow-wednesday.html' title='Wow Wednesday!'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-4129284768564812757</id><published>2007-02-27T06:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T06:58:52.298-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This Photo is called Praying Rock&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/ReQb0nyQhmI/AAAAAAAAAK4/ZbL3Qawy-sA/s1600-h/praying+rock.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036180874153985634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/ReQb0nyQhmI/AAAAAAAAAK4/ZbL3Qawy-sA/s400/praying+rock.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I thought I would share it with you all.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;~Have a Wonderful Day~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&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/16910107-4129284768564812757?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/4129284768564812757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=4129284768564812757' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/4129284768564812757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/4129284768564812757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2007/02/tuesday.html' title='Tuesday'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/ReQb0nyQhmI/AAAAAAAAAK4/ZbL3Qawy-sA/s72-c/praying+rock.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-4758361208805057972</id><published>2007-02-26T06:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T07:07:22.528-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Monday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WOMEN'S REVENGE&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Cash, check or charge?" I asked, after folding items the woman wished to purchase. As she fumbled for her wallet, I noticed a remote control for a television set in her purse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"So, do you always carry your TV remote?" I asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"No," she replied, "but my husband refused to come shopping with me, and I figured this was the most evil thing I could do to him legally."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UNDERSTANDING WOMEN (A MAN'S PERSPECTIVE)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I know I'm not going to understand women. I'll never understand how you can take boiling hot wax, pour it onto your upper thigh, rip the hair out by the root, and still be afraid of a spider.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MARRIAGE SEMINAR&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;While attending a Marriage Seminar dealing with communication, Larry and his wife JoAnn listened to the instructor, "It is essential that husbands and wives know each other's likes and dislikes." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;He addressed the man,"Can you name your wife's favorite flower?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Larry leaned over, touched his wife's arm gently and whispered, "It's Pillsbury, isn't it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CIGARETTES AND TAMPONS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;A man walks into a pharmacy and wanders up &amp; down the aisles. The sales girl notices him and asks him if she can help him.&lt;br /&gt;He answers that he is looking for a box of tampons for his wife. She directs him down the correct aisle. A few minutes later, he deposits a huge bag of cotton balls and a ball of string on the counter.She says, confused, "Sir, I thought you were looking for some tampons for your wife?He answers, "You see, it's like this, yesterday, I sent my wife to the store to get me a carton of cigarettes, and she came back with a tin of tobacco and some rolling papers; cause it's sooo-ooo--oo-ooo much cheaper. So, I figure if I have to roll my own .......... so does she!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WIFE VS. HUSBAND&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;A couple drove down a country road for several miles, not saying a word. An earlier discussion had led to an argument and neither of them wanted to concede their position. As they passed a barnyard of mules, goats, and pigs, the husband asked sarcastically, "Relatives of yours?" "Yep," the wife replied, "in-laws."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WORDS &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;A husband read an article to his wife about how many words women use a day... 30,000 to a man's 15,000. The wife replied, "The reason has to be because we have to repeat everything to men... The husband then turned to his wife and said, "What?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CREATION &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;A man said to his wife one day, "I don't know how you can be so stupid and so beautiful all at the same time. "The wife responded, "Allow me to explain. God made me beautiful so you would be attracted to me;God made me stupid so I would be attracted to you !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHO DOES WHAT&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;A man and his wife were having an argument about who should brew the coffee each morning. The wife said, "You should do it because you get up first, and then we don't have to wait as long to get our coffee. The husband said, "You are in charge of cooking around here and you should do it, because that is your job, and I can just wait for my coffee."Wife replies, "No, you should do it, and besides, it is in the Bible that the man should do the coffee."Husband replies, "I can't believe that, show me." So she fetched the Bible, and opened the New Testament and showed him at the top of several pages, that it indeed says .......... "HEBREWS"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE SILENT TREATMENT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;A man and his wife were having some problems at home and were giving each other the silent treatment. Suddenly, the man realized that the next day, he would need his wife to wake him at 5:00 AM for an early morning business flight. Not wanting to be the first to break the silence (and lose), he wrote on a piece of paper,"Please wake me at 5:00 AM." He left it where he knew she would find it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;The next morning, the man woke up, only to discover it was 9:00 AM and he had missed his flight Furious, he was about to go and see why his wife hadn't wakened him, when he noticed a piece of paper by the bed. The paper said, "It is 5:00 AM. Wake up."Men are not equipped for these kinds of contests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-4758361208805057972?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/4758361208805057972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=4758361208805057972' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/4758361208805057972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/4758361208805057972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-monday.html' title='Happy Monday!'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-86484372725328819</id><published>2007-02-23T08:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T08:18:58.296-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dieting Depression!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/Rd7pI3yQhlI/AAAAAAAAAKU/B8orwe-UT5A/s1600-h/funny1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034717772069766738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/Rd7pI3yQhlI/AAAAAAAAAKU/B8orwe-UT5A/s400/funny1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/Rd7pDnyQhkI/AAAAAAAAAKM/uj3rT_xj2Hw/s1600-h/funny2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034717681875453506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/Rd7pDnyQhkI/AAAAAAAAAKM/uj3rT_xj2Hw/s400/funny2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/Rd7pA3yQhjI/AAAAAAAAAKE/gL5Ff9VQ1uI/s1600-h/funny3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034717634630813234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/Rd7pA3yQhjI/AAAAAAAAAKE/gL5Ff9VQ1uI/s400/funny3.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/Rd7o-XyQhiI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/2CKN6W8x1do/s1600-h/funny4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034717591681140258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/Rd7o-XyQhiI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/2CKN6W8x1do/s400/funny4.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/Rd7o7XyQhhI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/PlO0WewP2UA/s1600-h/funny5.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034717540141532690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/Rd7o7XyQhhI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/PlO0WewP2UA/s400/funny5.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/Rd7o3XyQhgI/AAAAAAAAAJs/t-KU3w3oC2c/s1600-h/funny6.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034717471422055938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/Rd7o3XyQhgI/AAAAAAAAAJs/t-KU3w3oC2c/s400/funny6.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/Rd7oznyQhfI/AAAAAAAAAJk/KHJEZftNOF4/s1600-h/funny7.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034717406997546482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/Rd7oznyQhfI/AAAAAAAAAJk/KHJEZftNOF4/s400/funny7.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yeah, good luck to all the dieters out there!  Have a great weekend!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-86484372725328819?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/86484372725328819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=86484372725328819' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/86484372725328819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/86484372725328819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2007/02/dieting-depression.html' title='Dieting Depression!'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/Rd7pI3yQhlI/AAAAAAAAAKU/B8orwe-UT5A/s72-c/funny1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-4896322364260904645</id><published>2007-02-22T06:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T10:59:08.667-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Please Pray For Jack!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/Rd2C1nyQheI/AAAAAAAAAJU/isAKOcjbz_0/s1600-h/Jack1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034323816194541026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/Rd2C1nyQheI/AAAAAAAAAJU/isAKOcjbz_0/s400/Jack1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/Rd2CyHyQhdI/AAAAAAAAAJM/v_4UMW7-e1g/s1600-h/Jack2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034323756064998866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/Rd2CyHyQhdI/AAAAAAAAAJM/v_4UMW7-e1g/s400/Jack2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993300;"&gt;Finally, I am able to post the pictures of Jack! It is so scary to see this 18 year old "kid" holding a gun like that! To all these military men/woman, walking around in Baghdad with guns is a MUST! Amazing that we still live in a world with so much violence. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Please keep Jack &amp; all military service men/women in your prayers&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993300;"&gt;They are putting their lives in danger every second of everyday, so please pray too that they can come home soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jack, we love and miss you...be safe &amp;amp; we hope you will come home soon!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;We are all thinking about you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;(Click on the comment link just below to leave a comment or to just read them).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-4896322364260904645?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/4896322364260904645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=4896322364260904645' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/4896322364260904645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/4896322364260904645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2007/02/please-pray-for-jack.html' title='Please Pray For Jack!'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/Rd2C1nyQheI/AAAAAAAAAJU/isAKOcjbz_0/s72-c/Jack1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-2881143491168536156</id><published>2007-02-21T07:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T07:47:05.131-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd Post For Today:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;20&lt;/span&gt; Things I Bet You Did Not Know (some you probably suspected):&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;1)&lt;/span&gt;  The liquid inside young coconuts can be used as a substitute for Blood plasma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;2)&lt;/span&gt;  No piece of paper can be folded in half&lt;br /&gt;more than seven (7) times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;3)&lt;/span&gt;  Donkeys kill more people annually&lt;br /&gt;than plane crashes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;4)&lt;/span&gt;  You burn more calories sleeping&lt;br /&gt;than you do watching television.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;5)&lt;/span&gt;  Oak trees do not produce acorns&lt;br /&gt;until they are fifty (50) years of age or older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;6)&lt;/span&gt;  The first product to have a bar code&lt;br /&gt;was Wrigley's gum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;7)&lt;/span&gt;  The King of Hearts is the only king&lt;br /&gt;WITHOUT A MUSTACHE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;8)&lt;/span&gt;  American Airlines saved $40,000 in 1987 by eliminating one (1) olive from each salad served in first-class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;9)&lt;/span&gt;  Venus is the only planet that rotates clockwise.&lt;br /&gt;(Since Venus is normally associated with women,&lt;br /&gt;what does this tell you!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;10)&lt;/span&gt;  Apples, not caffeine,&lt;br /&gt;are more efficient at waking you up in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;11)&lt;/span&gt;  Most dust particles in your house are made from&lt;br /&gt;DEAD SKIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;12)&lt;/span&gt;  The first owner of the Marlboro Company died of lung cancer. So did the first "Marlboro Man."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;13)&lt;/span&gt;  Walt Disney was afraid of mice! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;14)&lt;/span&gt;  Pearls Melt In Vinegar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;15)&lt;/span&gt;  The three most valuable brand names on earth: Marlboro, Coca Cola, and Budweiser, in that order. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;16)&lt;/span&gt;  It is possible to lead a cow upstairs... yes but, not downstairs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;17)&lt;/span&gt;  A duck's quack doesn't echo, and no one knows why. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;18)&lt;/span&gt;  Dentists have recommended that a toothbrush be kept at least six (6) feet away from a toilet to avoid airborne particles resulting from the flush.&lt;br /&gt;(I keep my toothbrush in the living room now!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;19)&lt;/span&gt;  Richard Millhouse Nixon&lt;br /&gt;was the first U.S. president whose name contains all the letters from the word "criminal."&lt;br /&gt;The second ?&lt;br /&gt;William Jefferson Clinton&lt;br /&gt;(Please don't tell me you're SURPRISED!?!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;And the best for last.....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;20)&lt;/span&gt;  Turtles can breathe through their butts.&lt;br /&gt;(I know some people like that, don't YOU?) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-2881143491168536156?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/2881143491168536156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=2881143491168536156' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/2881143491168536156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/2881143491168536156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2007/02/2nd-post-for-today.html' title='2nd Post For Today:'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-3648943522399556265</id><published>2007-02-21T06:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T07:21:52.915-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrate Lent &amp; Pray For Jack</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Today is Ash Wednesday, the beginning of the lenten season. I have decided to be more reserved when it comes to my cursing. I swear a lot. I know I do, and I have to REALLY cut back on that! So for now, this is what I am doing for lent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;The other thing I wanted to mention today is Jack. For those of you that read my blog, you have heard me talk about him. From what my Aunt tells me he is doing fine. She emailed me pictures of him, but the format she sent them in will not convert to blogger so I can't post them. I will try today to get these pictures to convert, until then Jack still needs all the prayers you can muster up! Baghdad is a scary place to be, so please pray for his safety!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-3648943522399556265?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/3648943522399556265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=3648943522399556265' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/3648943522399556265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/3648943522399556265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2007/02/celebrate-lent-pray-for-jack.html' title='Celebrate Lent &amp; Pray For Jack'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-428214662192092993</id><published>2007-02-20T06:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T07:14:53.446-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lack of Sleep &amp; Lent!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Is anyone else "overly" tired today? I had a horrible weekend of NO sleep and I feel like a walking zombie today. Unfortuanately I got only an hour of sleep on Sunday and I was tired yesturday, but today...I did not want to get out of bed. I am really dragging ass. I could fall asleep at my desk at work. It does not help that I am constantly going places and doing things. My husband and I have one car between us and I am the "main" driver. I take myself to work and then I have to pick him up at night (anywhere between 7:00 pm and 11:30 pm) depending on how busy he is. It sucks when I have to pick him up late because I have to be in bed early enough to get up at 5:45 am to go to work the next day. I typicaly get 5 hours of sleep a night, and that is not enough!! I know I need more sleep, but right now, I just can't get it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I look forward to the weekend. I am not working my second job. I needed a break and this weekend is it. It is my Mom's b-day on Saturday and I think I am going to try to go to church Saturday so I can sleep in on Sunday (much needed). It is hard getting up on Sunday's for church, but it has been easier now that I am working on Sundays. We (hub &amp;amp; I) usually go to the 8:30 mass at a parish close to us and then sometimes a bite to eat before I head off to work. Always on the go. It would be nice to have a day I can just rest all morning long!! If I am given the opportunity, I can sleep in till like 1:00 pm. Now, I have not done that in a very long time, but I cannot wait till Sunday (I will be sleeping in)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Happy Tuesday, I mean Happy Fat Tuesday!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;P.S. I have to think of something I can do for lent. I don't want to give anything up (there really is nothing that I can give up that will impact me in a "give up" kind of way), I would like to do something nice for someone else. Got any ideas, I am open to suggestions! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Remember, right now I have very little time to devote entirely to something. It is so hard when you are working 7 days a week. Maybe I should just give something up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Thanks! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-428214662192092993?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/428214662192092993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=428214662192092993' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/428214662192092993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/428214662192092993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2007/02/lack-of-sleep-lent.html' title='Lack of Sleep &amp; Lent!'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-887021187126262760</id><published>2007-02-19T07:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T07:06:16.363-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Start Of Another Week!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/RdmSH3yQhWI/AAAAAAAAAHo/gnTDKpk-RH0/s1600-h/paper5.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033214722494727522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/RdmSH3yQhWI/AAAAAAAAAHo/gnTDKpk-RH0/s320/paper5.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/RdmSEnyQhVI/AAAAAAAAAHg/i5NF55RJqhU/s1600-h/paper4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033214666660152658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/RdmSEnyQhVI/AAAAAAAAAHg/i5NF55RJqhU/s320/paper4.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/RdmSAXyQhUI/AAAAAAAAAHY/VR4SamDMz-w/s1600-h/paper3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033214593645708610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/RdmSAXyQhUI/AAAAAAAAAHY/VR4SamDMz-w/s320/paper3.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/RdmR8nyQhTI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/gmmRHG6lous/s1600-h/paper2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033214529221199154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/RdmR8nyQhTI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/gmmRHG6lous/s320/paper2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/RdmR3nyQhSI/AAAAAAAAAHI/fg-AqndK0Nw/s1600-h/paper1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033214443321853218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/RdmR3nyQhSI/AAAAAAAAAHI/fg-AqndK0Nw/s320/paper1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#666666;"&gt; I thought these were pretty cool. Different things made out of a sheet of paper! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#666666;"&gt;Have a great Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-887021187126262760?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/887021187126262760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=887021187126262760' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/887021187126262760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/887021187126262760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2007/02/start-of-another-week.html' title='The Start Of Another Week!'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/RdmSH3yQhWI/AAAAAAAAAHo/gnTDKpk-RH0/s72-c/paper5.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-4221151213444813534</id><published>2007-02-17T09:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T09:53:46.357-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Slow Saturday &amp; Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Another weekend is here, and I am working again.  I do have a little break this morning.  My "niece" (my best friend, whom I have been friends with for almost 30 years, her daughter) is having a birthday today.  We are meeting at Cesaer Land to celebrate.  After that I have to go to work.  It is soooo nice to do something other than work in the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I am not sure if the girls are scrapping tonight or not?  Everyone has such busy schedules, last I heard they had plans for today.  I think even if they don't come I will be working on the cook books tonight.  I am very far behind schedule on those.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I hope everyone has a great weekend, stay warm, and I will talk to you all again on Monday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-4221151213444813534?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/4221151213444813534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=4221151213444813534' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/4221151213444813534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/4221151213444813534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2007/02/slow-saturday-sunday.html' title='Slow Saturday &amp; Sunday'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-8456386776506912288</id><published>2007-02-16T07:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T07:57:20.075-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Wish Summer Was Here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am so sick of this cold weather!  We are supposed to get about an inch on snow sometime on Saturday and it is going to stay cold for awhile.  No wonder people get depressed in the winter.  You can't even go outside and let kids play in the snow.  It is to damn cold.  They will have frostbite in a 1/2 hour!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have no energy to do anything, and I am not the only one that feels that way!  Many of my co-workers have had to deal with sick kids and them being cooped up in the house.  This type of weather can make kids (and adults) couch potatos.  You get set in your ways and stay cuddled in the warm house and play video games or watch TV, because you can't go outside to play.  Then when summer comes, it is hard to break that habit of doing nothing all night.  You would rather play your video game then ride your bike, or watch TV instead of going to the park to play.  It is a vicious cycle for those of us that live here.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just want summer to come!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hope everyone has a great Friday!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-8456386776506912288?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/8456386776506912288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=8456386776506912288' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/8456386776506912288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/8456386776506912288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-wish-summer-was-here.html' title='I Wish Summer Was Here!'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-3579806091383431625</id><published>2007-02-15T07:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T07:55:05.407-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Do Not Wax Alone!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I thought this was cute to share!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(NO, this did not happen to me)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Hair Removal.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;All hair removal methods have tricked women with their promises of easy, painless removal - The Epilady, scissors, razors, Nair and now...the wax. My night began as any other normal weeknight. Come home, fix dinner, play with the kids. I then had the thought that would ring painfully in my mind for the next few hours: "Maybe I should pull the waxing kit out of the medicine cabinet." So I headed to the site of my demise: the bathroom. It was one of those "cold wax" kits. No melting a clump of hot wax, you just rub the strips together in your hand, they get warm and you peel them apart and press them to your leg (or wherever else) and you pull the hair right off. No muss, no fuss. How hard can it be? I mean, I'm not a genius, but I am mechanically inclined enough to figure this out (Ya think?). So I pull one of the thin strips out. Its two strips facing each other stuck together. Instead of rubbing them together, my genius kicks in so I get out the hair dryer and heat it. ("Cold wax," yeah...right!) I lay the strip across my thigh. Hold the skin around it tight and pull. It works! OK, so it wasn't the best feeling, but it wasn't too bad. I can do this! Hair removal no longer eludes me! With my next wax strip I move north. After checking on the kids, I sneak back into the bathroom, for the ultimate hair fighting championship. I drop my panties and place one foot on the toilet. Using the same procedure, I apply the wax strip across the right side of my bikini line, covering the right half of my hoo-ha and stretching down to the inside of my butt cheek (it was a long strip) I inhale deeply and brace myself....RRRRRRIIIIPPP!!!! I'm blind!!! Blinded from pain!!!!.... OH MY GAWD!!!!!!!!! Vision returning, I notice that I've only managed to pull off half the strip. CRAP! Another deep breath and RIIIIPP! Everything is spinning and spotted. I think I may pass out...must stay conscious... must stay conscious... Do I hear crashing drums??? Breathe, breathe.................. OK, back to normal. I want to see my trophy - a wax covered strip, the one that has caused me so much pain, with my hairy pelt sticking to it. I want to revel in the glory that is my triumph over body hair. I hold up the strip! There's no hair on it. Where is the hair??? WHERE IS THE WAX???&lt;br /&gt;Slowly I ease my head down, foot still perched on the toilet. I see the hair. The hair that should be on the strip...it's not! I touch. I am touching wax. I run my fingers over the most sensitive part of my body, which is now covered in cold wax and matted hair. Then I make the next BIG mistake...remember my foot is still propped upon the toilet? I know I need to do something. So I put my foot down. Sealed shut! My butt is sealed shut.&lt;br /&gt;Sealed shut! I penguin walk around the bathroom trying to figure out what to do and think to myself "Please don't let me get the urge to poop. My head may pop off!" What can I do to melt the wax? Hot water!! Hot water melts wax!! I'll run the hottest water I can stand into the bathtub, get in, immerse the wax-covered bits and the wax should melt and I can gently wipe it off, right??? *WRONG!!!!!!!* I get in the tub - The water is slightly hotter than that used to torture prisoners of war or sterilize surgical equipment - I sit. Now, the only thing worse than having your nether regions glued together, is having them glued together and then glued to the bottom of the tub...in scalding hot water. Which, by the way, doesn't melt cold wax. So, now I'm stuck to the bottom of the tub as though I had cemented myself to the porcelain!! God bless the man who had convinced me a few months ago to have a phone put in the bathroom!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I call my friend, thinking surely she has waxed before and has some secret of how to get me undone. It's a very good conversation starter "So, my butt and hoo-ha are glued together, to the bottom of the tub!" There is a slight pause. She doesn't know any secret tricks for removal but she does try to hide her laughter from me. She wants to know exactly where the wax is located, "Are we talking cheeks, hole or hoo-ha?" She's laughing out loud by now...I can hear her.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Yes, and Yes!!!! I give her the rundown and she suggests I call the number on the side of the box. YEAH!!!!! Right!! I should be the joke of someone else's night. While we go through various solutions. I resort to trying to scrape the wax off with a razor. Nothing feels better than to have your girlie goodies covered in hot wax, glued shut, stuck to the tub in super hot water and then dry-shaving the sticky wax off!! By now the brain is not working, dignity has taken a major hike and I'm pretty sure I'm going to need Post-Traumatic Stress counseling for this event. My friend is still talking with me when I finally see my saving grace....the lotion they give you to remove the excess wax. What do I really have to lose at this point? I rub some on and OH MY GOD!!!!!!! The scream probably woke the kids and scared the dickens out of my friend. It's sooo painful, but I really don't care. "IT WORKS!! It works !!" I get a hearty congratulation from my friend and she hangs up. I successfully remove the remainder of the wax and then notice to my grief and despair....THE HAIR IS STILL THERE.......ALL OF IT! So I recklessly shave it off. Heck, I'm numb by now. Nothing hurts. I could have amputated my own leg at this point.   I finish the job knowing I will never wax again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Point of the story, read directions, and have a good friend close by (or at least a phone in your bathroom)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-3579806091383431625?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/3579806091383431625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=3579806091383431625' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/3579806091383431625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/3579806091383431625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2007/02/do-not-wax-alone.html' title='Do Not Wax Alone!'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-1676568269148226661</id><published>2007-02-14T08:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T09:06:48.500-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow, Snow &amp; More Snow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Wow, did we get the snow! The drive in was not fun. It started in my driveway. I had (notice the word had) a huge snow drift in my driveway. I could not figure out how I would get out of the garage. I attempted to shovel it, and that was not working. So I did the next best thing......Drove through it! I flew out of the garage and right through this huge snow drift. I hit it pretty hard, but I kept going back and finally made it through! I made it though that to only get stuck on the side street. I just could not get any traction. Talk about being afraid a car would come. I did okay and finally got out to the main road. I made it to work and was looking for a parking spot. I have a handicap parking pass for my bad knees, and I was so pissed when I got to work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Do you know these "people" I work with have been emailing us that we don't have enough parking spots to accomodate all the handicap people in our building. They want us to park in other spots until the weather breaks and then they can add more spots. Well these &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;assholes ("people")&lt;/span&gt;have been complaining (and let me tell you, there has not been a day that a handicap spot has not been availiable for someone), but would you believe that only a handful of handicap spots were cleared out this morning, and I even got stuck trying to park in one!! How rude are they. They bitch there are not enough spots, yet they don't have the common sense to clear them out!!!! I was so pissed, I replied to the email of parking somewhere else that they can't even keep the ones we have cleared for the poor handicap people. It amazes me how stupid people are. I just cannot get over the fact that they want us to find other places to park. Some people (who have handicap stickers) really do not need to park there (I have seen lots that walk just fine), but today should have been a day that they cleared those spots. You do not want a handicap person falling in the parking lot!! Makes no sense to me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sorry, I felt like bitching about this this morning&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-1676568269148226661?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/1676568269148226661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=1676568269148226661' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/1676568269148226661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/1676568269148226661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2007/02/snow-snow-more-snow.html' title='Snow, Snow &amp; More Snow!'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16910107.post-2957347689525193774</id><published>2007-02-12T08:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T16:51:57.619-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Things To Think About</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;TEN THINGS TO PONDER FOR 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Life is sexually transmitted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Good health is merely the slowest rate at which one can die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Men have two emotions: Hungry and Horny. If you see him&lt;br /&gt; without an erection, make him a sandwich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Give a person a fish and you feed them for a day; teach a&lt;br /&gt; person to use the Internet and they won't bother you for weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Some people are like a slinky... not really good for&lt;br /&gt; anything, but you still can't help but smile when you shove them&lt;br /&gt; down the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Health nuts are going to feel stupid someday, lying in&lt;br /&gt; the hospital dying of nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. All of us could take a lesson from the weather. It pays&lt;br /&gt; no attention to criticism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Why does a slight tax increase cost you two hundred&lt;br /&gt; dollars,and a substantial tax cut saves you thirty cents?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. In the 60's, people took LSD to make the world weird. Now&lt;br /&gt; the world is weird and people take Prozac to make it normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THE NUMBER ONE THOUGHT FOR 2007:&lt;br /&gt;We know exactly where one cow with mad-cow-disease is located&lt;br /&gt;among the millions and millions of cows in America , but we haven't&lt;br /&gt;a clue as to where thousands of illegal immigrants and Terrorists&lt;br /&gt;are located. Maybe we should put the Department of Agriculture in&lt;br /&gt;charge of immigration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;Totally off this subject, why am I hearing we are getting 9 inches of snow between Tuesday and Wednesday??????  Please tell me they are lying!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16910107-2957347689525193774?l=tjrickey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/feeds/2957347689525193774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16910107&amp;postID=2957347689525193774' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/2957347689525193774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16910107/posts/default/2957347689525193774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tjrickey.blogspot.com/2007/02/things-to-think-about.html' title='Things To Think About'/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16756903781794063544</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_1wDOL2sHEq4/R7cbv_kr3AI/AAAAAAAAARY/jvq-X_4H3_c/S220/IMG_0069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry></feed>
