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  <title>Stiched</title>
  <subtitle>Inside and Out</subtitle>
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    <title>simple_thread @ 2009-10-07T12:31:00</title>
    <published>2009-10-07T19:31:45Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-07T19:31:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img alt="" src="http://i383.photobucket.com/albums/oo274/Erasabledinasour/20090222_9033.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:simple_thread:206424</id>
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    <title>simple_thread @ 2009-01-26T09:35:00</title>
    <published>2009-01-26T16:38:53Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-26T16:38:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://i383.photobucket.com/albums/oo274/Erasabledinasour/20090111_7912.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things have been happening really fast lately so excuse the absence. We have moved all our dates up for - well - everything just in the last few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim and I are putting an offer on a house Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wedding date is set for May 30th of this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>simple_thread @ 2009-01-14T16:34:00</title>
    <published>2009-01-15T00:05:58Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-15T00:05:58Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Keane - Spiralling</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://i383.photobucket.com/albums/oo274/Erasabledinasour/20090111_7988.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even making a list of things to-do is too overwhelming for me at the moment. Oy vey. Even writing this entry is too much for me right now. I'm very much the anti-Tim when it comes to anything work related which I pretend is endering and helpful when it comes to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>simple_thread @ 2009-01-13T13:23:00</title>
    <published>2009-01-13T20:26:22Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-13T20:26:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://i383.photobucket.com/albums/oo274/Erasabledinasour/20090111_8008.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having money means not spending money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally blows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>simple_thread @ 2009-01-12T10:28:00</title>
    <published>2009-01-12T17:31:03Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-12T17:31:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://i383.photobucket.com/albums/oo274/Erasabledinasour/20090110_7739.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't done anything since the funeral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>simple_thread @ 2009-01-03T23:41:00</title>
    <published>2009-01-04T06:42:19Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-04T06:42:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It only hurts when if you think about it</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:simple_thread:205308</id>
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    <title>still</title>
    <published>2008-12-29T21:35:16Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-29T21:35:16Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Keane - Bad Dream</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;[Right here should be a picutre but I'm not in the mood to edit and upload anything. You can sue me later after I cash my checks.]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I still haven't cashed the damn things. Its racked up to 7k+ now and I still feel no enrgency but we will see if that changes with my next credit card bill. Oy vey. I still haven't done laundry either, you really don't want to know the last time I washed my jeans even with my very resonable excuses it's still been a while since I washed them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How was everybody's Christmas? Spent lots, got lots?  My mom gave Tim 200 dollars for his dental work, a boring gift but Tim was touched. There was more but who cares.&amp;nbsp;I got lots of stuff that I wanted and got other people stuff things I thought they would enjoy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I have to go get my picture taken with Tim's family. I'm not at all interested. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>simple_thread @ 2008-12-24T11:10:00</title>
    <published>2008-12-24T18:33:28Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-24T19:04:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img alt="" src="http://i383.photobucket.com/albums/oo274/Erasabledinasour/20081127_Thanksgiving_6953.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to see here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally finished my Christmas shopping last night andI still don't feel ready for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worry whenever I wash dark denim. Is there anyway to get from fading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:simple_thread:204635</id>
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    <title>Don't be stupid</title>
    <published>2008-12-09T19:01:42Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-09T19:01:42Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Brintey Spears - Circus</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://i383.photobucket.com/albums/oo274/Erasabledinasour/20080909_3448.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have over 3k in checks that I still haven't deposited into my savings. I'm so lazy. Gah. Tim's work party is this Thursday and I don't know if I will be able to gather enough energy and enthusiasm needed to be pleasant company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a certain person in my life that thinks I'm stupid or at least stupider then herself. This once minor annoyance is now to much so I just stopped contact with them. It was my fault to begin with since I lead people to that conclusion as my fail safe to make them comfortable...but really now it's been years since I've done that catch on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim's mom wants me to come over and teach her how to make dipped pretzels. How am I suppose to get out of that. Everytime I come over she harks me about getting her a list of ingredients she needs and what day I will be able to come over and show her. There really isn't a way out of this -- well there is but not without hurting Tim's feeling (becuase lets face it I don't give a fuck about hurting hers). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my blog to be finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not having a reception. My life has just become a lot easier. Tim was excited about planning one but now that the engagement has settled his focus has shifted to putting the money elsewhere so I told him how I felt and he agreed to have a small brunch instead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>simple_thread @ 2008-11-23T09:22:00</title>
    <published>2008-11-23T16:24:03Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-23T16:24:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://i383.photobucket.com/albums/oo274/Erasabledinasour/20081121_6869.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday Timmy!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:simple_thread:204133</id>
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    <title>simple_thread @ 2008-11-17T13:18:00</title>
    <published>2008-11-17T21:09:07Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-17T21:09:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img alt="" src="http://i383.photobucket.com/albums/oo274/Erasabledinasour/20081116_6831.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Options.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what's is killing me at this point. Not stress, not money, not family or my fiance it's OPTIONS. I have come to a complete stand still with everything and anything. I haven't touched my journal for weeks and wedding planning...well that word isn't allowed around here anymore until I am able to wrap my brain around everything. Everytime I think about it all my brain starts to swells and leak with it all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have started to look at houses to see what's in our price range and potential neighborhoods. This of coarse providers only more options for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:simple_thread:203902</id>
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    <title>simple_thread @ 2008-11-15T10:14:00</title>
    <published>2008-11-15T17:18:19Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-15T17:18:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://i383.photobucket.com/albums/oo274/Erasabledinasour/00197.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't done anything related to wedding planning for a week now and to be honest I don't think I will for a while. I haven't even really told anyone about my engagement either. I hate telling everyone that it's not until 2010 becuase my mom always chimes in &amp;quot;Tim is determineded to buy a house&amp;quot; like we are poor. I just want a spring wedding people, give me a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>simple_thread @ 2008-11-13T09:38:00</title>
    <published>2008-11-13T17:02:31Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-13T17:02:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">l&lt;img src="http://i383.photobucket.com/albums/oo274/Erasabledinasour/20080923_4683.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I vivid remember my first day of high school math my teacher told us that high school would be the best years of our lives and I thought that was a bunch of bull shit. I'm now 23 and I still think it's a bunch of bull shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this period in my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim asked for framed pictures of me for his work for his birthday. The problem is I don't have any pictures of myself to give. This is about the only one I have so here it is in it's uneditied glory.  I did however find lots from my days in Highschool. Awww! Baby faced Tim!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://i383.photobucket.com/albums/oo274/Erasabledinasour/MVC-010S.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are the point of no return now. Here we about to leave for Jr. Prom. Don't I look nice and plump.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i383.photobucket.com/albums/oo274/Erasabledinasour/100_1533.jpg" style="width: 643px; height: 479px;" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senior prom with baby faced Tim.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;img src="http://i383.photobucket.com/albums/oo274/Erasabledinasour/101_3754.jpg" style="width: 643px; height: 481px;" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i383.photobucket.com/albums/oo274/Erasabledinasour/101_3713.jpg" style="width: 643px; height: 481px;" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i383.photobucket.com/albums/oo274/Erasabledinasour/20080916_4344e.jpg" style="width: 535px; height: 786px;" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i383.photobucket.com/albums/oo274/Erasabledinasour/Picture069.jpg" style="width: 537px; height: 715px;" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;</content>
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    <title>You may now kiss the bride</title>
    <published>2008-11-10T19:10:38Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-10T19:11:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i383.photobucket.com/albums/oo274/Erasabledinasour/6At_PromTK19.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a happy birthday for me.&amp;nbsp; It was 3 days of celebration for whatever reason. I'm now 23. That's kinda sad isn't it? Although not as sad as 24 as I thought I was because I actually forgot my age that morning.&amp;nbsp; I miss being 22.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a nice day filled with food, gifts and more food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim's mom requested that I come over that evening for a bit. His nieces and nephews had made me cupcakes for my birthday. They all sang Happy Birthday to me and when I blew out the candles they started chanting &amp;quot;kiss the bride/groom&amp;quot; clapping until Tim gave me a peck which made them all cheer. They then gave me a signed card my gifts. I'm always surronded by his two nieces who are now very excitied that I'm going to be their aunt.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>simple_thread @ 2008-11-09T17:21:00</title>
    <published>2008-11-10T00:40:06Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-10T00:40:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://i383.photobucket.com/albums/oo274/Erasabledinasour/109057909_5f7915e016_o.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone else remember this gum. Nothing screams childhood to me quite like Fruit Stripe gum. I use to pick up a pack whenever I went shopping with my mom and hide it in my drawers before I went to bed only to discover it gone the next day. I still don't know who got into my gum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a nice sweet birthday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>scary adult things</title>
    <published>2008-11-08T03:50:52Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-08T03:50:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://i383.photobucket.com/albums/oo274/Erasabledinasour/20080814_PaxtonVisit_0308.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Child planning. That's an incredibly scary phrase isn't it. CHILD PLANNING. I remember when I turned 21 and started to think that people my age where getting married and having children and I had an anxiety attack. Now that Tim and I are engaged (it almost happened a couple of times, did you know that?) we are starting to talk more in-depth about family planning. Children right after we get married is neither one of our goals so we have been talking over the options. Tim said he would feel comfortable using just condoms even if they do break and so forth. I almost fainted. I told him if the condom broke I would be running naked to the pharmacist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scary shit. Babies are terrifying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going on the pill after I get married because I'm vain and don't want to gain any weight before the big day so if I get pregnant before it's effective I'm going to kill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Sleepy</title>
    <published>2008-11-07T18:00:10Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-07T18:00:10Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:simple_thread:201895</id>
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    <title>I think Zebra are awesome too little buddy</title>
    <published>2008-11-05T22:17:41Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-06T16:30:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://i383.photobucket.com/albums/oo274/Erasabledinasour/20080813_PaxtonVisit_0183.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss his little baby stink head. The next time we might see them is if they are able to fly out for the &amp;quot;event&amp;quot;. Did you know that out of 800+ pictures there are none of me and him. Yep, that's right, I didn't even think to have someone take our picture. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim and I have talked more and more about our options. Everytime I think I know what&amp;nbsp;I want another option comes up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a couple of minutes I concidered moving the date up from March '10 to March '09. That was a fun hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now the options are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have the ceremony at the Wright House in the morning then have the reception that evening at either my backyard, his backyard or possibly Sky's backyard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a morning ceremony and evening reception at&amp;nbsp; mine, his or his sister's backyard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Have the ceremony at his backyard and then a brunch with everyone there and then leave for our honeymoon then possibly have a small party when we return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elope. Just get married wherever we plan to have our honeymoon&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>simple_thread @ 2008-11-04T16:19:00</title>
    <published>2008-11-04T23:37:11Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-05T04:55:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img alt="" src="http://i383.photobucket.com/albums/oo274/Erasabledinasour/20080903_2775.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy. It's official.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that Mother's Cookies are went out of business, that means no more pink and white frosted animal crackers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kimokio31:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Cookies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kimokio31:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; i had to say goodbye to a cookie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 128, 128);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;erasabledinasour:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kimokio31: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;these are now offically sad times&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guest list's are still being typed up, the general budget is 5-10k and the theme is still being worked on. You know insanity has hit when I think about a vintage circus theme for the reception. Go with it, it could be interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well don't worry your little pretty heads because I have others. Geez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim is going to build a dance floor so bring your dancing shoes because I better not be the only one out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Bongo</title>
    <published>2008-11-03T17:39:26Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-03T17:39:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://i383.photobucket.com/albums/oo274/Erasabledinasour/20080820_0804.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I let Tim's mom borrow my telephoto lens while she was on vacation. It's been two weeks I haven't gotten it back yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I haven't done a thing for my blog. Everytime Tim has time I don't have interest. That's me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim and I discussed wedding plans. I told him I was thinking about eloping. It is now officially an option. &lt;br /&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>I feel sick</title>
    <published>2008-11-01T20:45:13Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-01T20:45:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://i383.photobucket.com/albums/oo274/Erasabledinasour/20080916_4374c.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bacon will be the end of me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far me losing weight isn't working to well. It was until my mom made some bacon and then I proceeded to eat said bacon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn bacon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the day we start planning. Today's agenda: guest list and budget. I know the average wedding in Arizona costs 23k but I'm a cheep ass at heart so I'm going to have to go with a lower number then that. I'm thinking anywhere from 5-15k, the lower the better because the lefties will be the a down payment on a house (we hope). Have you ever looked at wedding caculators, they want you to spend 40% of the budget of catered food! Yeah. no. Not happening. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel sick. Stupid bacon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we will scout out ceremony venues in March since that is our planned wedding date to see what they look like that time of year. I will start dress shopping when I stop eating bacon. The reception is either going to be in someone's backyard (tented) or wherever we have the ceremony. That's all I have planned so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My God my brother is cooking bacon right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Don't even say it.</title>
    <published>2008-10-31T18:46:28Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-31T18:53:06Z</updated>
    <lj:music>ABBA - Does Your Mother Know</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;img alt="" src="http://i383.photobucket.com/albums/oo274/Erasabledinasour/20080924_5076.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've only been engaged a little under a week and I don't even want to hear the word wedding right now. Not because I have gotten so involved in the process, for god sakes I haven't even started on a tenditive guest list yet, and it certainly isn't because Tim hasn't wanted too, he has been more then supportive and willing to disscuss things but because I have been completely overwhelmed the last few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim got my brother an intership at his job which is a great oppertunity for Casey but leaves me at home taking his 8 hour shift here for the time being. My mom has been able to come home in the afternoon and help me. We are trying to find a new schedule so I don't have to be his care provider for 16 hours a day becuase after this week I'm not going to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally finished making the covered pretzels and marshmellows for everyone. It only took me 2 1/2 weeks and make enough for Tim's work, my mom's families, my brother's potluck and a few for neighboors. Tim's mom asked him this morning to make her some baggies for the kids despite the fact that she had no involvement with them whatsoever. It's a good thing she asked him and not me becuase I would have to told her a very stern and clear &lt;em&gt;fuck you&lt;/em&gt; to the request. I just find it rude that she would even ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baer isn't feeling to good. He has lost weight again. I haven't been able to spend as much time with them as I would like since I have to monitor them whenever they are out of the cage and I simply don't have anytime. Everytime I let them out they hoover at my feet for attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim was offered a contract gig by an online magazine by someone he use to work with at Sheknows, the estimete for pay for 10k but he turned it down becuase he didn't want to jeoperdize his current job. Boo. He is getting some overtime and while it isn't the above number in money it does help. He has been preoccuped while he his home doing some volenteer work for his dad at the church which is starting to bug me since he could be helping me with the ferrets to help ease some of my tension.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm going to sit inside and listen to ABBA because they don't make me think and look at pictures of my dog becuase I don't want to do anyhting else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Reality</title>
    <published>2008-10-29T22:54:35Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-29T22:54:35Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Carmensita</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://i383.photobucket.com/albums/oo274/Erasabledinasour/20081029_EngagementRing_6639e.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can someone please just come over and plan my wedding for me. I just want to get up 12 months from now and just throw my dress on and go, no stress or worry, just a wedding where I simple just go.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting on the long journey today with the guest list; one list for ceremony invites and the other for reception. The reception part is easy since it will be family only and a few almost family invites, it's the reception where my brain swells. My plan for today is lofty thank God so I'm just doing names not addresses or anything crazy like that. I have to get a number together to get started on ANYTHING at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>6 Years!</title>
    <published>2008-10-26T17:53:08Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-27T21:47:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s383.photobucket.com/albums/oo274/Erasabledinasour/?action=view&amp;amp;current=20081026_Engagement_6404e.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i383.photobucket.com/albums/oo274/Erasabledinasour/20081026_Engagement_6404e.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

Look at that poor scrawny girl so excitied over the simplest things. Today is her &lt;i&gt;anniversary&lt;/i&gt; with her boyfriend; did you know that? 6 years together. He ordered her a special cake for the special occasion. Come and look. I need validation&lt;/center&gt;

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Two Karat diamond and 18 Karat white gold sitting on my finger BABY! It blinds people when they look at it, and you would be blinded if I hadn't taken this picture in the shadow.&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>In Limbo</title>
    <published>2008-10-16T21:57:31Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-16T21:57:31Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Keane - You Haven't Told Me Anything Yet</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://i383.photobucket.com/albums/oo274/Erasabledinasour/20080926_YellowDragonfly_5638e-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in financial limbo right now waiting for tax rebates, used books, returns and due pay checks in the mail. I've already planned to put 4k of it into my downtown savings account with my other pitful savings. Boring I know and maybe the rest of you aren't excited about 7k in savings but I'm dull and don't have a full time job. The rest of the money is disposable income for my self -- well after&amp;nbsp;I pay my credit card bill of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim's parents are leaving for week. A whole freaking week&amp;nbsp; in California. I would be jealous but I would rather spend vacation in their house watching movies, cooking on their grill and doing bad naughty things to their son then going to some beach in fall weather. It's okay, they assume that we are getting dirty. Whatever, they are worse then us with their skinny dipping and such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure that last paragraph made your eyes bleed but maybe I like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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