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On Thursday, I left behind a week's worth of rain for a much needed beach vacation. I joined Jen, Traci, and Michelle at Grayton Beach for five days and four nights of sun and sea salt on our skin. There was laughter, shopping, good drinks, even better food and the best kind of relaxation. Nowhere to be, nothing to worry about. Five days to let go and allow the sun to melt away whatever worries I

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As Dave and i were finishing up dinner on evening recently, I was casually flipping through a Yankee Candle catalog when I came across a candle named "Wedding Day." Not really expecting any answer from Dave, I asked out loud, "I wonder what Wedding Day smells like?" to which he replied, without missing a beat or even looking up, "Fear." God, I love that man.Things have been going really well,

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1. I had lunch with a couple of my former coworkers today. It was nice, but I'm beginning to get the feeling that it is time to move on. Out of respect for my feelings (I think), they don't bring up work all that much. So I have to. And then it gets a little awkward. Because, really? Why should I still care? I am trying not to, but it's hard when you're the one who was dumped. I'd much rather

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1. I spent the last two days weeding the garden and I have the dirt under my fingernails to prove it. So far, I have eaten 2 salads containing items grown right in my own yard. I admit I am a tiny bit impressed with myself.2. It’s officially summer. I know this because the lightning bugs are out in full force. I noticed them while walking the dogs around the neighborhood this evening. Watching

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I love this time of year. So many changes are taking place, from the first appearance of tiny buds signaling spring to possibilities for Big Things blooming in other areas of my life. So much has been happening and everything shows such promise. I think I really needed the freshness that spring brings to get me out of whatever funk I've been in for a while now.The surgery I spoke about went well.

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I have been drowning in work lately and it is beginning to wear on me quite a bit. L left the middle of December and I keep asking when she will be replaced, only to be put off again and again. I finally had it this week and went over my direct supervisor's head to the President of the company. I don't know why, but my supervisor is intimidated by our president. Some of his excuses for putting

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I'm back at work after a week away at the large exhibition and convention that my company participates in every year. I have so much to do and I am trying to tackle one thing at a time, but I keep allowing myself to become distracted. I have a new neighbor that moved into L's old office when she left to start a teaching gig. This new neighbor is not to replace her, oh no. It is, instead, another

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January has felt like Mack truck that ran me over only to shift into reverse and roll back over me again. It is already the end of the month and I just can't seem to get caught up...at work or at home. I still have all of my Thank-yous to write from Christmas, my house is a mess, and my work related responsibilities are threatening to drown me. If I can just hold on a little bit longer, things

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Has it really been a month since I last posted? It's hard to believe that time goes by so quickly. I blame it on the recession. Or maybe I was subconsciously boycotting NaBloPoMo for the month of November. Who knows? Here's a list of what I've been up too during the past 30 days:1. I made a bunch of ornaments from miniature flower pots, paint, wooden hearts, florists wire, elastic cord, and

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Is yours? Don't forget to vote today!

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This weekend was so so busy and fun. There was Halloween night, where we dressed up to hand out candy to the 15 trick or treaters that came to our door before we had to leave to head downtown to meet friends at a local restaurant that was hosting a Monster Bash for Halloween. Dave dressed as an undertaker and I was his fairy assistant, complete with pointy ears and wings. We met up with Oscar the

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this little light of mine Originally uploaded by philoschelle A day late, but I hope you had as much fun as I did!

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For a long time now, I have been wanting a smart phone so I can access my email and favorite web pages no matter where I am. I kept putting it off because it just seemed like so much money to spend, not only on the fancy phone but also on the data plan so that browsing the internet would not end up costing a fortune. And also I am just that good at procrastinating. I think the planets must have

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My friend Bluesleepy just completed this quiz and I figured I'd follow suit. It's pretty neat...you should try it!Your result for Are You a Jackie or a Marilyn? Or Someone Else? Mad Men-era Female Icon Quiz...You Are a Joan! You are a Joan -- "I need to succeed" Joans are energetic, optimistic, self-assured, and goal oriented. How to Get Along with Me * Leave me alone when I am

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8 Cakes Originally uploaded by Tracy27 I planted a seed and watched it grow into something beautiful. You see, I had this Good Idea to get away for a weekend and spend it at the beach in Florida near my hometown. I mentioned this Good Idea to a group of my friends, just a casual suggestion, and I was pleasantly surprised that seven of them said yes.I found us a beach house with six

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It is October 1st and I am so glad September is gone. That month was beginning to stink, if you ask me. October is so much better...the leaves start to change, Halloween is fast approaching, and the holidays are getting close, but not close enough for the panic to set in. Dave has already put up the Halloween lights on the outside of our house and we'll work on adding fake spider webs over the

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So I'm not sure if you've heard, but Atlanta is running out of gas. Literally. Dave and I didn't do much over the weekend because of the gas crisis. But we were able to completely finish the bedroom renovations and we've moved out of the guest room. I went through all of my clothes and Dave went through a lot of his and we now have four huge trash bags full of donations for the local Goodwill. I

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Today is the first day of fall and this morning's chilliness definitely announced the end of summer, like a punch in the gut. It's also officially the second half of my work day and I am so tired and hungry. Maybe I should eat something?I am hoping that a cold front is not scheduled for the first weekend of October. I have my last hurrah of summer beach trip planned and I want to be able to wear

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It's turning cooler in the mornings and I am beginning to dress more warmly before I leave the house. I'm not sure how much longer I'll be able to ride the bike, but I plan to continue as long as I can. I am going to have to invest in some thermal underwear and some warmer gloves.I almost ran out of gas on my way to work. I forgot that Dave and I had gone to dinner on the bikes this week, so the

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My weekend was a whirlwind, how was yours? My grandma was admitted to the hospital in the wee hours of the morning last Friday and it was not looking good. She was pretty much incoherent and did not know who anyone was or where she was. The news was pretty grim while the ER doc tried to figure out what had happened. When the possibility of encephalitis of the brain was mentioned, I left work,

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Dear Prue,Two and a half years ago, we decided to get another dog. Kaylee was a few months old and so emotionally needy that we wanted another dog to take some of her attention off of us and onto her new sibling. Come to find out, a tennis ball is pretty much all we needed to give her to keep her entertained for hours, sometimes just staring at the ball, willing it to fly from her so she could go

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If I keep blinking at you and looking confused, it's not you. I promise. It's just my brain going numb from either breathing the obnoxious fumes of polyurethane floor coating or reading and/or listening to the obnoxious mudslinging and finger pointing of each of our major political parties.The good news: The floor is almost finished! It only needs a good sanding and the application of the final

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I am so excited for my friend bluesleepy, I can hardly stand it! She had a baby girl early this morning and that has just made my day. Her new baby is beautiful and so is my friend and I just couldn't be happier for her family. Congrats, K!I am also breathing a sigh of relief for my family members living in the Florida panhandle. It looks like hurricane Ike will be heading elsewhere.This busy

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1. The floor is stained and will be sealed tomorrow, I hope. I am tired of home improvement projects and cannot wait until we can take a break already. Also, I have learned that no project that Dave starts stays within budget. Did you know that polyurethane floor sealant costs $40 per gallon? I didn't either and by the time I picked myself up off the floor and recovered from that dead faint, Dave

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Dave and Prue are busy working on the floor today. The sanding is almost done and that will leave staining and sealing and then it will be finished. And none too soon, since there is a major hurricane heading toward the Gulf of Mexico and, quite possibly, the panhandle of Florida where a lot of my family lives. We may need to move out of the spare bedroom sooner than we thought. I am hoping to be

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Today has not been a good day. Between putting out fires at work and dealing with a not-so-pleasant trek to the DMV to take - oh, no sorry, make that fail - the motorcycle driving test, this day is kicking my butt.Actually, this whole week could use a do-over. All I can say is, thank God it's Friday. And that it's 4:36, which means I get to leave work in 9 minutes. I plan to head straight home

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I arrived at work today and was taking my time "warming up my computer" as L and I like to call it - translation: catching up on personal emails, blogs, etc. - when I came across an email from a friend that I used to be very close with. Until one day I wasn't. You see, we had planned a trip together with a couple of our mutual girlfriends and this trip was supposed to be a girls weekend away from

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We had a busy holiday weekend and alls I can say is, I'm glad we had Monday off or I may not have made it.Friday I had to work, but Dave had the day off. Since my friend Jill and her family were driving up from Jacksonville, I asked Dave if he wouldn't mind cleaning up the house a bit before their arrival around the time I was to get home from work. He mentioned plans to work on a throwing

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When I moved from the panhandle of Florida to Georgia, I figured I would be done with tropically classified storms. And this has been true for the last 3 and a half years I've been here. Until this week, when Fay decided to make an appearance. She is currently sitting on top of north Georgia, and though we really needed rain, it looks like we may get flooding with it. Fay, Fay, go away - you have

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Part One: Part Two:

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I like to capture pictures of my cats with the cell phone, because they are often not cooperative when I try to take a picture with the digital. Here are my favorites:Gavin:Leo:Colin:Man, I love these furry furry faces so much.

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I have finally gotten a chance to breathe at work, so I have time to update. L has not been feeling well lately - her wisdom teeth are really bothering her - so I've been carrying the department for the past couple of weeks. She gets them out on Saturday, so hopefully things will be back to normal next week.My little bro had a birthday yesterday, and I forgot to call him. I don't think he'll be

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This one, as a matter of fact:(© Disney/Pixar)I saw Wall-E over the weekend and it was one of the best movies I've seen in a long time. I think the story was well done and the graphics were everything we've come to expect from Pixar and more. Wall-E is such an endearing character because he is so flawed and hopelessly romantic...wishing for more than his lonely existence on earth. Plus, look at

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I have been busy, internet, and I've been neglectful in my blog updating. But yesterday Kaylee had another seizure. She is fine; she snapped right out of it after a few minutes, just like the last time. I remembered that I recorded the first two instances on this here little blog, so I figured I'll just use my blog to keep track of her seizures from here on out.Okay, now that the bad news is over

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The in-laws are officially gone and now I want to just curl up somewhere soft and warm and go to sleep for about a week. Like a cat. I am so tired, but I did it to myself. I do not have any leave left, so I had to work while our company was here and I stayed up late visiting each night. YAWN.The visit was nice, though I am always amazed at how differently Dave and I were raised. Dave's mother is

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Originally uploaded by philoschelle We went to another Scottish Games, this time in Blairesville, GA. The weather was rainy, then it wasn't. But it wasn't hot, and this was a good thing. Dave placed in every event, and finally claimed first place overall in his division. The best part: I got to take the winner home with me.

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I've been riding the bike to work lately on days when it does not look like rain. I rode it on Monday, but since the forecast called for rain on Tuesday, I decided not to risk it and drove my gas guzzling suv, instead. And the day turned out sunny and gorgeous. On Wednesday, the forecast again called for rain. Dave needed the suv so he could pick up his parents from the airport after work. So I

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Chris is safely back in California and my in-laws are in the air as I type this. I had so much fun with my brother and I wish he didn't live so far away. He got here after midnight on a Tuesday and left on the earliest flight the following Wednesday. On his weekend, he decided to drive down to Florida to visit mom. I took a sick day and rode along with him. We only stayed a weekend and weekends

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You haven't seen my May, have you? I seem to have misplaced it because it cannot possibly be June already. Can it? Damn.Why is it that the older you get, the faster time gets away from you? When I was a kid, I remember days just dragging by, especially school days. And even in the summer time, the days felt endless. My brothers and I would head outside to play not long after the sun had made its

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Oh, hello. You're still here? I know, I've been a slacker and have not updated for almost a month. But only because I've been busy doing fun things!I went to Florida twice - once for Mom's birthday and once for a beach weekend with friends. Mom's birthday was on the 27th and I rode down with my older bro to visit with her and to catch some much needed rays on the beach. I was also able to swing

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There has been so much excitement around here lately, I'm not sure where to start. So I will make a list:1) Gavin is better. He tested negative for all sorts of nasty-sounding things and after two enimas, three separate overnight stays at two separate veterinary clinics, and our emptying of our wallets over six hundred dollars, he has finally pooped, has stopped throwing up, and is back to

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Maybe all one can do is hope to end up with the right regrets.— Arthur MillerGavin is back at the vet this morning. But it is a NEW vet, who is already proving to be way more competent than the one I've been taking my animals to for almost three years.The entire time I've been going to the old vet, I have had this nagging feeling that something didn't feel quite right. I attributed this feeling

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Thanks for the kind comments on my last post. Gavin is back to normal, with a slightly improved disposition. I think the two days away made him realize just how good he's got it!*****Last night, Dave and I took the bikes to dinner. We went to our favorite sushi place that's about 5 miles away from our house. Dave let me lead, and we made it there and back with out any mishaps on my part. And I

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So Gavin has been sick. He threw up his dinner on Sunday night and I didn't think anything of it, except, "Well, that's what happens when we eat so fast." Monday morning, he wouldn't touch his food, which is very un-Gavin-like. Then he threw up and there was a little bit of blood in it. So to the vet, he went.Dave took him, since he's on nights and didn't have to be at work until 2. I went on to

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Monday and back to work. My weekend was quiet. I didn't do much of anything of Saturday, considering it rained all day and Dave had to work. It was really quite lovely. Sunday L & I went to the Dogwood Festival, which was an entertaining way to spend the day. We perused the artwork, none of which I could afford, and I took a few photos. I did not eat a chocolate dipped banana, unfortunately,

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Today is Tuesday, It is also the first day of April and The Day of the Prank. I've never been a big prankster and I'm rarely the one on whom pranks are pulled. I guess I'm not very gullible; or maybe it's that I tend to take a swing at people who try and trick me.This past weekend was Dave's first Scottish Athletic competition of the year, the Mint Hill Scottish Games. He came in second overall,

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One of Colin's favorite things is to jump on my lap and insist on being petted when I am sitting at the computer. Most of the time, it is when I am trying to type something. Today, I was only catching up on reading some blogs and so I could give him a little bit of the attention he was craving.I love these spontaneous moments. Colin is not a cuddly cat the majority of the time and I guess that's

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Dear Dave,I can't believe it's been three years already. Where did the time go? Three years ago today, I was getting ready to climb a mountain in a long white dress and white Nike's so we could pledge ourselves to one another in front of all of our family and close friends. And now, three years later, we are still going strong. Amazing, huh? I think so. I feel so lucky to have met you and I am

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Happy Easter, everyone! Or Day-After-Easter, as the case may be. It has been a busy weekend and the good news is it isn't over yet. I am taking a mental health day (otherwise known as a sick day off from work when you are feeling perfectly fine) and the day is just full of endless possibilities. I think I'll do a little gardening and let my otherwise indoor cats run around outside for a little

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This weekend is Easter. And Dave and I have no plans to do anything other than just spend time together. We may ride bikes, though I really wish we could find somewhere nearby where there is little to no traffic. I am getting better, but I have a long way to go until I am comfortable riding on my own.Remember those tornadoes that hit downtown Atlanta last weekend? We were very lucky that they did

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by displaying this on my vehicle:The rivalry between Florida and Georgia is so intense, that now lawmakers are trying to take away my shiny, new UF tag:House votes to stop out-of-state college platesBy BEN SMITHThe Atlanta Journal-Constitution, Published on: 02/21/08Georgia House members dumped two things off their plates Thursday: Gators and Tigers.In a 142 to 10 vote, the chamber voted to stop

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I am still a little sore today from tiling this past weekend. The areas completed this time were the kitchen, hallway, laundry room and foyer. Oh, tiling, I am so over you!We got a very late start back home Sunday, so I only got three hours of sleep before I had to be up for work on Monday morning. We are having a training class the first two days this week, so I could not take the day off. Plus

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A sunset on my leg Originally uploaded by philoschelle I will not be posting until next week because I am heading back to Florida for a weekend of the Never Ending Tile Project, now showing at my mother's house. I am a little worried about her seeing the injury I incurred whilst learning to ride my motorcycle. She thinks it was very minor and may just loose her shit when she sees this. I

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This really cracks me up:http://www.technorati.jp/photos/tag/YZF-R1?page=3http://espaciomotos.com/modelos-motos/Yamaha/YZF-R1/fotos (scroll down)And to think, I didn't even know how to ride when I sat on my brother's bike in California!

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I've got this new plan where I exercise everyday during my lunch break and my marketing assistant and new lunch buddy at work has decided to join me. It's been about a week now and we have faithfully walked or gone to the little gym here at work every day. I didn't dare go into detail about this plan until I was sure it would not crash and burn like so many of my other attempts at exercising

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It is raining today and it would be the perfect day to be lazy. Except that it is Friday. And I am at work. I have caught up on everything I had to do and I may just take a break and play on the internetz for the rest of the day. I wish I could read my book at my desk, but I think that would be a little too obvious.If it keeps raining, I will not be able to practice riding the bike today. But I

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I have had three days of riding Stella and so far so good. I totally missed that kamikaze mailbox that decided to jump out in front of me. And the wobbly starts? That's just how I roll.I took the written portion of the motorcycle exam yesterday and passed with flying colors. In Georgia, you must take a two-part written exam in order to get a learner's permit to ride. Since I passed, I can now (

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So that scooter I was going to borrow from my Dad? Well, that isn't going to happen. Because I bought this instead:Isn't she a beauty? I am going to get to know her a little better before deciding on a name for her. Preferably without killing myself.

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I am excited about the next few days and I cannot wait to get out of work so that I may share my great mood with the world. Well, with my world, anyway. Which consists of Dave, three cats and two dogs. Oh, puppies, I have so much to tell you!Here are 5 things that I am excited about:1) February is almost over. And you know what that means...it's almost spring, baby!2) I have two new (used) cds on

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I seem to have misplaced my will to work this week. I am not very motivated and would really like to go home, curl up on my couch with a comfy blanket over my lap, a cup of coffee on the table beside me, and a really good book and maybe a cat or two to keep me company. It is raining outside and that just makes my idea all the more perfect.I'm not sure that it is just the weather that is making me

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I have been busy! (and lazy) And that is why there has been no updating.We had a Chinese businessman and his translator visit at work last week. And we decided it would be a nice gesture to offer them tea while they were here. So I went shopping for a teapot.Have you ever tried shopping for one specific item that you know you have seen almost everywhere you have shopped in the past, but when you

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What I learned this weekend: tiling is hard work, friends. And it makes your body HURT!About a year ago, my mom decided to do her allergies a favor and get rid of her 30+ year-old carpet (vintage!) and replace it with tile. She bought all of the tile. She bought the grout. Dave and I offered to install it for her. After putting it off too long and with mom hinting that she "just might hire

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I feel like I should write this post in stream of consciousness because that is what the memories of this past weekend feel like to me:The plane touches down where the sun is shining. I begin to shake and wonder "is this wrong?" as I let them know I have arrived. A red bag. Wheeling toward the unknown. Strangers all around. I've never done something like this. Never been this daring. A warm bench

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It has been one of those days. I spent the day trying to figure out why my email software client was being blocked by the servers of some of the customers that are on our email newsletter list at work. After scratching my head for several hours, I finally called my brother, Mike, who is a computer networking administrator and Unix / Linux expert. He was able to diagnose the problem pretty quickly

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A photo meme of my life, inspired by Bluesleepy. Because I want to be cool like Karyl!The rule was do an image search on Google using the answers to each of the following questions, and then post one of the search results after your answer. Here's mine:1. My first car: 1994 Toyota Tercel(Though mine was missing its passenger's side view mirror and was a pretty sea-green!)2. Where I grew up: Fort

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Dave is sick. He has the same thing I had two weeks ago. So that sleep I'm supposed to be catching up on is. not. happening. I don't want to be a bad wife and insist we sleep separately while he is in agony, but I think I'm going to have to...at least for tonight. I am beginning to feel like a functional zombie and pretty soon I am going to want to kill someone if I don't get a good night

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So my trip to Vegas was good. Not much to write about, except, MY HOTEL CAUGHT ON FIRE! And I was homeless in Las Vegas. Well, for a few hours, anyway.This is what happened: I was at the trade show for it's final day when I received a phone call from my boss letting me know that the Monte Carlo, the hotel at which I was residing, had caught fire and was being evacuated and had I heard from Dave?

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D and I are in Vegas. We arrived Sunday after 6 hours in a very uncomfortably full airplane. It SHOULD have only taken 4 hours, but they made us board a broken plane, where we sat for two hours while they fixed the navigational system. I had to use the teeny tiny bathroom on a plane TWICE before we even left the gate, that's how long the fixing took. Then our plane needed to be de-iced, so that

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It is snowing. Again. One of the cats sat at the window, fascinated by all of the small white dots floating to the ground outside. So I decided to properly introduce Gavin to the wonders of snow. Here's his reaction:I felt sorry for him, because Dave was barring him from the safety of the garage. Dave is just mean like that. So I picked him up to carry him back inside, as Dave took photos. I

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I drove home last night in the snow. I live in Atlanta. Those two things should not go together, but last night they did.I am not a fan of snow, so I suppose it is a good thing that I live in the south. Here are the reasons I do not like snow: 1) Snow makes people stupid. They forget how to drive cars. They forget how to work. Around here, they make a HUGE deal out of it.2) Snow is wet. I do not

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This has been the first full week back to work since the Christmas and New Years breaks and it has certainly been a busy one. I have caught up on most of my projects, though there are still a few here and there that I need to complete. That's what comes with being the only marketing person for three separate companies.But not anymore.As of today, we have made an offer to a young woman who is

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My little brother, Chris, came for a visit this past weekend and is leaving today. I really enjoy spending time with him and wish he didn't live 37 hours away. While Chris was here, my older brother, Mike, drove down and we all went to dinner with our dad and stepmother. The dinner went really well, all things considered. My father hasn't really been interested in our lives until only just

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I only blogged once during the whole month of December. I can't blame it on being too busy or that I didn't have anything to write about. I am just lazy. Therefore, it is official that I am a horrible blogger.Since I am new to this whole blogging thing, I wonder: do most bloggers blog when they feel like it? Do they schedule their blogging? Do they only blog about something that is blog-worthy?

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The perfect passenger Originally uploaded by philoschelle Ever since her seizure on Sunday night, Kaylee has been going to work with me. I've been keeping a close eye on her to make sure that she doesn't have anymore seizures, because if she does, then we'll have to treat her for epilepsy. So far so good...we haven't had any repeats and the vet let us know on Wednesday that her lab work

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Tomorrow is Thanksgiving, so I've been thinking about what I am thankful for in my life. The list could get pretty damn long, so I'll keep it short and sweet. The top five things I am thankful for are:1) Dave - he gets me. We don't have to work hard at our relationship and I am so thankful for his stability in my life. He's strong without trying to take over or becoming overbearing. He's smart

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Prue, the destroyer of all junk mail Originally uploaded by philoschelle Dear Bank of America,Though I would never in a million years reopen an account with your less than stellar institution, please continue to send me your solicitations. I enjoy watching my dog, Prue, do to those paper attempts to woo me back the same as what you did to my bank account during the three months that I was

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BFF? Originally uploaded by philoschelle I spend most of my days yelling at this little black dog, "Stop chasing Leo!; Leave your brother alone!!!; Don't molest the cats!"I also yell at this cat, "Stop tempting your sister!; Move away from her if she's bothering you!!"Then I stumble across this scene. They must be training me for my future (furless) children.

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jack o'lanterns Originally uploaded by philoschelle Dave and I carved pumpkins for Halloween. Even though we have no kids. And are in our late twenties. Dave is big into Samhein, as he calls it, so to him, pumpkin carving is a necessary tradition. It was fun, but I made him scoop out the pumpkin gunk. I am lazy like that.

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Dave and I went to his second Highland Games this weekend at Stone Mountain Park. Again, he did really well, winning third place in the stone throw, second place in the caber toss, and first place in the 56lb. Weight For Height with a height of 12 feet. He also placed second overall in the B Division. Here are a few videos from the competition:Dave makes 11 feet look easy.The winning throw of 12

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I love this! Abby is definitely a woman that I look up to. I think she hits the nail on the head with this particular piece of wisdom...and so many young women of my generation should take her advice to heart. I get tired of hearing about failed relationships because of some fatal flaw in the other person. We are not perfect...not one of us. And that is what makes us interesting and unique

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This past weekend we went to a Scottish Games, which is a festival celebrating the clans and culture of Scotland. Dave has decided to become an "Highland Athlete" and compete in all of the heavyweight and strength competitions in as many Scottish Games as we can possibly afford.This was actually his first time competing and he did really well. He placed ninth overall in his division and he walked

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This is a test post from , a fancy photo sharing thing.

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I have not been myself this week. For some reason, I have been caught in this web of depression, hating myself, my life, my job and especially hating the area where I live. Atlanta is not an easy place to be because it is a city steeped in hate. This hate has been present for decades and has nothing to do with me, really, but it drags me down because I can feel the aggressive disdain that many of

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The word "dating" scares me. It's not that I haven't had my fair share of dating or that it didn't end well for me. What scares me is how it has changed in the three (almost four) years I have been with my Dave.When I was dating, I tried all of the different avenues that are now considered "old-fashioned" thanks to the advent of the internet. I sat in coffee shops, I played intra-mural sports, I

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Me: I am so sore from yoga...you have no idea. The instructor kept coming over and helping get deeper into the poses. I'm ouchy...Dave: Well, do you stretch after?M: What do you mean, "Do I stretch after?" After yoga?D: Yeah. I stretch after my workouts and it helps.M: *blink...blink*D: What?!M: You do realize that yoga IS stretching, don't you?D: Yeah, so...M: So do you really think it's

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I'm starting a new exercise regime and I desperately want to stick to it, but as it is my own self as the lone motivator, I'm not sure how successful I will be. Nevertheless, I am planning on either running or walking for at least one hour every other night. I started on Sunday by running/walking on my clothes stand treadmill for five miles!! See, I distract myself by the television that is

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...post to my blog. I'm kinda scared, but have lurked around the Blogosphere for so long, that I felt I needed to participate. So here I go...

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