<?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-10258222</id><updated>2012-01-03T07:15:52.619-05:00</updated><category term='black lab md. website'/><category term='stacespace'/><category term='story'/><category term='la da da'/><category term='gallery'/><category term='pictures'/><category term='soccer'/><category term='list'/><category term='food'/><category term='random'/><category term='photogallery'/><category term='freelance'/><category term='writing'/><category term='web design'/><category term='life'/><title type='text'>stacespace thoughts</title><subtitle type='html'>let's blog.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>stacespace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09600162302825203010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>53</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258222.post-3249227281428140688</id><published>2008-06-03T09:38:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T09:49:55.652-04:00</updated><title type='text'>back on track!!!!</title><content type='html'>boy do I need to get back on track. I thought my excuse before was the wedding, but now the wedding is over and I am still off schedule. I need routine! NEED IT! I need to force myself to get out there and run. I need to get into my basement and lift. Because not only do I want to stay in shape, it makes me feel soooo much better. You just dont realize how much exercising does for you until you stop and feel the consequences. Must prepare for the &lt;a href="http://www.makebreak.com/Firecracker%20entry-world%202008.pdf" target="_blank"&gt;5 mile run&lt;/a&gt; that is coming up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So last night, Kevin and I went to Giant and got some groceries. We shopped almost exclusively in the organic/natural section (except for the produce) and I feel really good about it. I got home last night and whipped up some black-eyed peas, brown rice, &amp;amp; veggie bowls (stole the concept from &lt;a href="http://www.amyskitchen.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Amy's meals&lt;/a&gt;). And then I froze the meals -- it made 5 servings. I am so excited to eat it and know that it is 100% fresh natural food and nothing processed. Just good food. Yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 293px; height: 308px;" src="http://www.amyskitchen.com/products/images/400/00164.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I must say that I tasted it when I was cooking and I did a mighty good job for concocting my own recipe. Maybe I am not as bad at the cooking thing as I thought?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258222-3249227281428140688?l=stacespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/feeds/3249227281428140688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258222&amp;postID=3249227281428140688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/3249227281428140688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/3249227281428140688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/2008/06/back-on-track.html' title='back on track!!!!'/><author><name>stacespace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09600162302825203010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258222.post-4082681110452434098</id><published>2008-05-02T14:39:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T09:01:23.314-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photogallery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stacespace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gallery'/><title type='text'>New Photogallery!</title><content type='html'>New photogallery design and updated photo albums!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://staceybennett.com/photogallery"&gt;Stacespace Photogallery&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258222-4082681110452434098?l=stacespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/feeds/4082681110452434098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258222&amp;postID=4082681110452434098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/4082681110452434098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/4082681110452434098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/2008/05/new-photogallery.html' title='New Photogallery!'/><author><name>stacespace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09600162302825203010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258222.post-6695040259094276328</id><published>2008-04-11T08:54:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T09:02:29.788-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Avoidance Tactics</title><content type='html'>Alright I admit it - I have a blog (well multiple blogs) and I try to avoid at all costs actually writing anything personal. Ha. My tactic usually includes finding an interesting site and sharing it on my blog(s). It allows me to 1) publish a new post so that I feel good that I have been an active part of my blog.. and 2) avoid actually writing any personal comments, feeling, etc on the blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure what I am scared of. I think it is less that someone could read it and more the fact that I dont want to really sit down and explore my own thoughts. Sometimes that is painful. Not always, I could just write about my feelings on the day, but then that gets kind of tedious. I am totally not on that, unwind and open up writing movement. It's always been a struggle for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 10px; font-family: arial,verdana; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(105, 105, 105); float: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.staceybennett.com/myspace/meblogging.jpg" style="border: 1px solid rgb(204, 204, 204);" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, this morning, blogging.&lt;/div&gt;When I was younger I always thought it was so "COOL" to keep a diary. All the cool teenage girls in movies and tv that I watched kept a diary. So I would buy one and write in it for "therapeutic" purposes. I actually did pretty well at writing to my feelings and what was going on. It usually involved some boy or friend drama. But those writing experiments would last for a week, a month at tops and I'd forget and move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being that a blog (well a personal one at that) is for the most part just an online diary, this whole posting thing gets me. The thing is, I love technology. I want to contribute to the online world. I &lt;u&gt;WANT&lt;/u&gt; to write and use my blog daily. I just struggle. And thus we have the "hey - go to this website! It's really cool" posts. Not that these are bad. I just realize that I do it a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is my point? Hmm, not sure. I guess I'm just trying to open up and do what I am writing about that I don't do. Is it working?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, whatever! Just dont expect another post like this for a while! Unless I get that "I wanna be COOL" teenage girl bug again. It could happen. It seems to come and go. Thus is the story of my diary-writing history.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258222-6695040259094276328?l=stacespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/feeds/6695040259094276328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258222&amp;postID=6695040259094276328' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/6695040259094276328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/6695040259094276328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/2008/04/avoidance-tactics.html' title='Avoidance Tactics'/><author><name>stacespace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09600162302825203010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258222.post-131188369776954752</id><published>2008-03-27T20:15:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T20:20:36.153-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='web design'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='black lab md. website'/><title type='text'>What I'm excited about lately...</title><content type='html'>Oh, I'm excited about lots really. Of course, I have to be excited about my upcoming wedding!! So much going on. But on a bit of a smaller scale...or maybe a bigger one? I am very excited recently about Kevin and my new web design business. It seems to have really taken off! I mean right now, its just a website here, an update there, but inquiries are coming in and in time, it could just grow really big! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just got contracted to build a website for the Third Rail here in Blandon. I am super excited about this one. It will be a very clean site. My goal is to make it look as though you've walked into the restaurant. We've gotta think outside of the box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out &lt;a href="http://www.blacklabmd.com/"&gt;www.blacklabmd.com&lt;/a&gt; for links to past and present projects!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258222-131188369776954752?l=stacespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/feeds/131188369776954752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258222&amp;postID=131188369776954752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/131188369776954752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/131188369776954752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/2008/03/what-im-excited-about-lately.html' title='What I&apos;m excited about lately...'/><author><name>stacespace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09600162302825203010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258222.post-8446205846611085609</id><published>2008-02-07T13:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T13:08:36.320-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Another food site?</title><content type='html'>Have you ever stood in your kitchen looking at your fridge and the contents of your fridge and wondered what you could do with the random ingredients you have on hand without having to run to the grocery store?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever come up short?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just found a a &lt;a href="http://www.supercook.com/"&gt;great website&lt;/a&gt; that allows you to input the ingredients you have on hand and it will generate a list of recipes that you can make with what you have. I can think of a lot of times this would have saved me the dreaded trip to the grocery store. Or better yet, saved me from eating a boring (but many times good) peanut butter &amp;amp; jelly sandwich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.supercook.com/images/logo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://www.supercook.com/images/logo.gif" alt="supercook.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's called &lt;a href="http://www.supercook.com"&gt;SuperCook. The Intelligent Recipe Search Engine.&lt;/a&gt; I have not, however, tried out any of these recipes so I cannot vouch that they are reliable and tasty recipes. But from looking through the site, most seem to be simple and easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like I'm posting a lot about food lately. Maybe this is spawned by my fiance announcing that he wants to go back to school for culinary? Who knows. But here's another cool site to check out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258222-8446205846611085609?l=stacespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/feeds/8446205846611085609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258222&amp;postID=8446205846611085609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/8446205846611085609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/8446205846611085609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/2008/02/another-food-site.html' title='Another food site?'/><author><name>stacespace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09600162302825203010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258222.post-213117929640409555</id><published>2008-01-25T13:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T13:32:03.919-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Cook what you're craving</title><content type='html'>Cool site, &lt;a href="http://www.cookthink.com/"&gt;cookthink.com&lt;/a&gt; allows you to enter something that your craving, whether it be an ingredient, a dish, a cuisine, or a mood. It searches based on this and offers ideas of what you could make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool Tool!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258222-213117929640409555?l=stacespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/feeds/213117929640409555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258222&amp;postID=213117929640409555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/213117929640409555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/213117929640409555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/2008/01/cook-what-youre-craving.html' title='Cook what you&apos;re craving'/><author><name>stacespace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09600162302825203010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258222.post-6900401715299972055</id><published>2008-01-25T12:39:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T12:41:19.702-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Lovin the GreenLite Bites!</title><content type='html'>I recently have started visiting a blog called &lt;a href="http://greenlitebites.com/"&gt;GreenLiteBites&lt;/a&gt;. It's a great healthy cooking site, with great ideas and a bunch of different types of recipes. I always know I can count on a post daily from Roni. Every week she even does a video post where she cooks something, or shows how to do something (i.e. cut a mango). Its a great site! Check it out!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258222-6900401715299972055?l=stacespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/feeds/6900401715299972055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258222&amp;postID=6900401715299972055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/6900401715299972055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/6900401715299972055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/2008/01/lovin-greenlite-bites.html' title='Lovin the GreenLite Bites!'/><author><name>stacespace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09600162302825203010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258222.post-5640908619479882059</id><published>2008-01-22T14:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T14:22:56.041-05:00</updated><title type='text'>unconventional Flower Girl Dress</title><content type='html'>So after much time scouring the internet for a flower girl dress (david's bridal did not have any flower girl dresses with any color on them) I have finally decided on a dress. The best part is it only costs $36!! This &lt;a href="http://www.dillards.com/webapp/wcs/stores/servlet/ProductDisplay?catalogId=301&amp;amp;langId=-1&amp;amp;storeId=301&amp;amp;productId=501442255&amp;amp;N=1590792&amp;amp;searchUrl=%2Fendeca%2FEndecaStartServlet%3FN%3D1590792&amp;amp;R=02741795" target="_blank"&gt;polka dot dress&lt;/a&gt; from Dillards.com features green trim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uaq1w7CaFJI/R5ZBzepMqiI/AAAAAAAAABE/GK4R3yUIukY/s1600-h/dress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uaq1w7CaFJI/R5ZBzepMqiI/AAAAAAAAABE/GK4R3yUIukY/s400/dress.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158382775854475810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258222-5640908619479882059?l=stacespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/feeds/5640908619479882059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258222&amp;postID=5640908619479882059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/5640908619479882059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/5640908619479882059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/2008/01/unconventional-flower-girl-dress.html' title='unconventional Flower Girl Dress'/><author><name>stacespace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09600162302825203010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uaq1w7CaFJI/R5ZBzepMqiI/AAAAAAAAABE/GK4R3yUIukY/s72-c/dress.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258222.post-1739417667560430580</id><published>2008-01-22T14:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T14:12:33.335-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Absolutely Incredible - who knew it was that easy?</title><content type='html'>I'm going to &lt;u&gt;have&lt;/u&gt; to try this out!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DcCV1MrIE34&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DcCV1MrIE34&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258222-1739417667560430580?l=stacespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/feeds/1739417667560430580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258222&amp;postID=1739417667560430580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/1739417667560430580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/1739417667560430580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/2008/01/absolutely-incredible-who-knew-it-was.html' title='Absolutely Incredible - who knew it was that easy?'/><author><name>stacespace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09600162302825203010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258222.post-1926219768041503337</id><published>2007-11-01T12:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T12:40:55.895-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='list'/><title type='text'>Save my draft automatically, please!</title><content type='html'>Life goes by fast. Not news to anyone. But the longer you live, the more you realize how important that statement is. Weeks blink by. Weekends almost feel like they never happened. Whats someone to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I've figured out what I don't want to do -- at this point in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't want to forget about the people that I love. Family, friends... They are what make this life worth living.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't want to be a hermit all day. I want to get out into nature, go out into the world and explore!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't want to live to work. But I do want to be good at what I do &amp;amp; make a good living from it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't want to give up things I love doing because I'm "busy." Is anyone really busy? Too busy to do what they enjoy? Isn't being busy your call? I dont want to be to "busy" to not be the artist that I am. To not continue dancing and laughing. To not miss out on my life.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't want to be mean. Being mean sucks. Im not mean that often, but when I am I feel horrible. And I'm sure the other person does too.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't want to feel so guilty all the time. Someone could blink and I'd take that as a sign that I did something wrong and feel guilty. So not fun. I hate feeling guilty for things I know I shouldnt be guilty about.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Maybe there's more that goes on this list. I am sure there is. But for now this will suffice. I am just drained at the moment of new ideas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258222-1926219768041503337?l=stacespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/feeds/1926219768041503337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258222&amp;postID=1926219768041503337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/1926219768041503337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/1926219768041503337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/2007/11/save-my-draft-automatically-please.html' title='Save my draft automatically, please!'/><author><name>stacespace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09600162302825203010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258222.post-6800653449214521935</id><published>2007-08-07T08:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T16:16:48.422-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freelance'/><title type='text'>Self Publishing</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Just stumbled across this -- &lt;a href="http://www.lulu.com/"&gt;www.lulu.com&lt;/a&gt; is a self publishing site. You write your book. You then create a FREE account on Lulu and upload your book. You can sell your book on Lulu, Amazon, or other sites. If/when someone buys your book, they pay the cost for the printing and  you just make money.  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I've gotta try this! Now what am I going to write a book about? :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258222-6800653449214521935?l=stacespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/feeds/6800653449214521935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258222&amp;postID=6800653449214521935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/6800653449214521935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/6800653449214521935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/2007/08/self-publishing-just-stumbled-across.html' title='Self Publishing'/><author><name>stacespace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09600162302825203010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258222.post-4452134892716844244</id><published>2007-08-06T14:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T16:18:23.193-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freelance'/><title type='text'>more for freelancers...</title><content type='html'>In the spirit of posting links for freelancers, here are some more. &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a title="freelanceswitch.com" href="http://freelanceswitch.com/designer/60-more-places-to-get-design-inspiration-online-and-off/" target="_blank"&gt;freelanceswitch.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258222-4452134892716844244?l=stacespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/feeds/4452134892716844244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258222&amp;postID=4452134892716844244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/4452134892716844244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/4452134892716844244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/2007/08/more-for-freelancers.html' title='more for freelancers...'/><author><name>stacespace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09600162302825203010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258222.post-5074067558973090822</id><published>2007-08-06T13:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T16:18:41.680-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freelance'/><title type='text'>Tools for Freelancers</title><content type='html'>Here is a great web site that lists many great web references for freelancers. Everything from photo accounts to places to get freelance jobs to online store sites.  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a title="check it out!" href="http://mashable.com/2007/08/03/freelancers-toolbox/" target="_blank"&gt;check it out!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258222-5074067558973090822?l=stacespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/feeds/5074067558973090822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258222&amp;postID=5074067558973090822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/5074067558973090822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/5074067558973090822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/2007/08/tools-for-freelancers-here-is-great-web.html' title='Tools for Freelancers'/><author><name>stacespace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09600162302825203010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258222.post-7036571408871205792</id><published>2007-08-06T13:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T14:49:36.475-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='la da da'/><title type='text'>10 hours</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;That is how much sleep I got last night. wow did it feel good. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;After a day of white water rafting on the Lehigh River, I was tired, tired, tired. So we got into bed around 6:30pm, watched a little tv, read my book, and turned off the lights around 8:30pm. Halfway through the night, I woke up and realized I still had 4 more hours of sleep left. It was wonderful!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Every so often, it is my recommendation to go to bed very early and give your body the sleep it needs. Besides my sore back muscles (from rafting) I feel great today!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258222-7036571408871205792?l=stacespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/feeds/7036571408871205792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258222&amp;postID=7036571408871205792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/7036571408871205792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/7036571408871205792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/2007/08/that-is-how-much-sleep-i-got-last-night.html' title='10 hours'/><author><name>stacespace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09600162302825203010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258222.post-2797262083528736024</id><published>2007-06-22T13:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T14:50:02.476-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='la da da'/><title type='text'>to refrigerate or not</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.senkrontarim.com/images/fruits.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.senkrontarim.com/images/fruits.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in reading one of my many blogs that I subscribe to, in particular - &lt;a href="http://www.pastaqueen.com/"&gt;Half Of Me&lt;/a&gt;, I came across a great article posted on &lt;a href="http://www.wildoats.com/u/health101104/"&gt;Wild Oats &lt;/a&gt;marketplace website about how to make fruits and vegetables last and when to eat them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found the most helpful part of the article to be near the end where they list how to store certain fruits and veggies. They also give  a list of what to eat in the beginning of the week, the middle, the end, and beyond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out --&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.wildoats.com/u/health101104/"&gt;ARTICLE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258222-2797262083528736024?l=stacespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/feeds/2797262083528736024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258222&amp;postID=2797262083528736024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/2797262083528736024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/2797262083528736024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/2007/06/to-refrigerate-or-not.html' title='to refrigerate or not'/><author><name>stacespace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09600162302825203010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258222.post-5388157369749000198</id><published>2007-06-19T14:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T14:09:39.356-04:00</updated><title type='text'>my vision</title><content type='html'>so my upcoming wedding is being held at &lt;a href="http://www.goggleworks.org"&gt;the goggleworks&lt;/a&gt; in reading, which is an old factory that they turned into art space, galleries, and banquet space. So going with that theme one day while I was bored at work I tried to put together an idea of how I want my wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, I want something simplistic. We want our artwork to be displayed around the room, I want brightly multi-colored flowers. I want the table numbers to be small easels with framed numbers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see it now...&lt;br /&gt;is that too much to ask? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.box.net/index.php?rm=box_v2_download_shared_file&amp;resize=1&amp;amp;width=570&amp;border=1&amp;amp;file_id=f_71107113"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.box.net/index.php?rm=box_v2_download_shared_file&amp;resize=1&amp;amp;width=570&amp;border=1&amp;amp;file_id=f_71107113" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258222-5388157369749000198?l=stacespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/feeds/5388157369749000198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258222&amp;postID=5388157369749000198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/5388157369749000198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/5388157369749000198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-vision.html' title='my vision'/><author><name>stacespace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09600162302825203010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258222.post-4619664372320451970</id><published>2007-06-15T13:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T13:25:37.791-04:00</updated><title type='text'>a little place we call "friday night"</title><content type='html'>Oh it is the weeks end. which means its friday. Looking forward to the usual -- The Third Rail after work for some good beer and yummy food. Ever since my fiance, Kevin, and I moved to Blandon we have made The Third Rail a staple every week. Our tradition is that every friday we go there for happy hour and dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dassler.stlouisblogs.org/archives/blue%20moon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://dassler.stlouisblogs.org/archives/blue%20moon.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A LITTLE ABOUT THIRD RAIL AS I KNOW IT: The Third Rail Restaurant &amp;amp; Bar used to be a biker bar (my mom's boyfriend tells us). The kind of place that you dont go to alone. Very dark and very biker-ish. Sometime in the last year to 2 years, a new owner has bought the place and made it a very respectable watering hole. It has a local bar feel and great food. We love it because we can always get a seat at the bar (which might I add is gorgeous wood with a pounded copper surface), we get some good beer (my favorite is Blue Moon - with a slice of orange - and Kevin usually gets a Boddingtons or a Yuengling - although as the owner knows you can never guess what he'll order next. It could be a Bud or a scotch on the rocks), and its close to our house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAVORITE FOOD AT THE THIRD RAIL: I prefer either the chicken cheesesteak which is the best I've ever had, with melted cheese and marinara sauce, or the chicken salad sandwich. Kevin raves about their wings, and I must say, although I dont eat wings the parmesan peppercorn wing sauce is awesome. He also gets the apple sausage sandwich or the pulled pork sandwich. Just last week he had the Swiss avocado burger and that was amazing as well. We also go there for their hand cut french fries. With a little cheese sauce they hit the spot.&lt;br /&gt;BOTTOM LINE: we love all of their food. Havent found anything to complain about yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So go to the Third Rail tonight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258222-4619664372320451970?l=stacespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/feeds/4619664372320451970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258222&amp;postID=4619664372320451970' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/4619664372320451970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/4619664372320451970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/2007/06/weeks-end.html' title='a little place we call &quot;friday night&quot;'/><author><name>stacespace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09600162302825203010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258222.post-8999060085639521099</id><published>2007-06-15T12:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T13:02:49.064-04:00</updated><title type='text'>a little here, a little there</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ec1.images-amazon.com/images/I/51Nex9f38rL._SS500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 178px; height: 178px;" src="http://ec1.images-amazon.com/images/I/51Nex9f38rL._SS500_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woo hoo! after three years of off and on reading i have finally finished reading Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix. Which means.......... we can now go and see the movie when its out (if it isnt out already).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258222-8999060085639521099?l=stacespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/feeds/8999060085639521099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258222&amp;postID=8999060085639521099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/8999060085639521099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/8999060085639521099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/2007/06/little-here-little-there.html' title='a little here, a little there'/><author><name>stacespace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09600162302825203010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258222.post-1593458658529936334</id><published>2007-05-11T15:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T16:03:12.978-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay Joost!</title><content type='html'>I got a Joost invite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I have not been able to access the Joost service yet, I have received my email announcing that I have received a Joost invite to test out its beta version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From all I read about Joost it seems to have some awesome functionality. The ability to view programs through an online community, comment on these programs, access a visual programming guide...and many other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woo hoo! Cannot wait to try this out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.joost.com/rsc/images/screenshots/IMS_02_ProgramListInfo_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://static.joost.com/rsc/images/screenshots/IMS_02_ProgramListInfo_thumb.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258222-1593458658529936334?l=stacespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/feeds/1593458658529936334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258222&amp;postID=1593458658529936334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/1593458658529936334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/1593458658529936334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/2007/05/yay-joost.html' title='Yay Joost!'/><author><name>stacespace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09600162302825203010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258222.post-1096230787233168241</id><published>2007-05-08T14:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T14:47:39.018-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pineapple Juice and Coconut Rum</title><content type='html'>&lt;img width=230 src=https://www.perpetualkid.com/productimages/featured/ice-shot-glass.jpg style="float:right;margin-left:15px;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;So in preparation for our BIG party, Kevin &amp; I bought a neat little product. It makes &lt;a href="https://www.perpetualkid.com/index.asp?PageAction=VIEWPROD&amp;amp;ProdID=1326" target="_blank"&gt;ice shot glasses&lt;/a&gt;. I plan to freeze a multitude of liquids into shot glasses. I mean how great would it be to do a shot of coconut rum out of a pineapple juice shot glass?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Kevin plans on freezing many of these. He better get goin! Only 23 days left until our party! Haha. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;On another note, we went to the Third Rail this past Saturday night and saw a guy who plays guitar and sings very well. He was doing this karaoke type show where bar patrons could select a song, he'd play it, and they could sing. In between he would sing and was good. Kevin and I had the idea to hire him to play for an hour or two at our party. I am excited about that!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;How cool would that be? Seriously. I know a lot of people would appreciate that. Now all we need to do is find out who he is….haha. We'll have to get his name from the Third Rail. I believe his first name is Pete. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258222-1096230787233168241?l=stacespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/feeds/1096230787233168241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258222&amp;postID=1096230787233168241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/1096230787233168241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/1096230787233168241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/2007/05/pineapple-juice-and-coconut-rum.html' title='Pineapple Juice and Coconut Rum'/><author><name>stacespace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09600162302825203010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258222.post-6169094959942275486</id><published>2007-04-09T13:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T13:08:00.430-04:00</updated><title type='text'>need to locate someone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.printbc.com/324629_antique_red_rotary_phone_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 135px; height: 116px;" src="http://www.printbc.com/324629_antique_red_rotary_phone_1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and dont have the phone number? &lt;a href="http://labs.google.com/goog411/"&gt;CALL GOOGLE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, google is not just an internet web site anymore. You can now call google from your mobile or landline phone and do a google search via telephone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best yet, this is a free tool. So you can use it as much as you like and not run up a bill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: I have not tried this yet, so as for it's ease of use, i do not know. But it seems to have possibilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...post to follow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258222-6169094959942275486?l=stacespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/feeds/6169094959942275486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258222&amp;postID=6169094959942275486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/6169094959942275486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/6169094959942275486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/2007/04/need-to-locate-someone.html' title='need to locate someone?'/><author><name>stacespace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09600162302825203010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258222.post-5222051198333852779</id><published>2007-04-05T09:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T09:46:44.385-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Great instant messaging program</title><content type='html'>It is your mission to go and download &lt;a href="http://www.ceruleanstudios.com/"&gt;Trillian instant messaging program&lt;/a&gt;. This program allows you to log onto AIM, Yahoo, MSN messanger all at the same time. Even log onto multiple accounts from the same service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://trillian.cachefly.net/img/header_learn_active.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 109px; height: 84px;" src="http://trillian.cachefly.net/img/header_learn_active.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another cool feature of the program is that is "highlights" specific words in your conversation and links them to wikipedia to help you define words that you may not be familiar with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously - try it out. It's great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS - if you search on their site, there's new application being soon launched that connects even more instant messanging programs including: MySpaceIM, GoogleTalk, and others...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258222-5222051198333852779?l=stacespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/feeds/5222051198333852779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258222&amp;postID=5222051198333852779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/5222051198333852779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/5222051198333852779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/2007/04/great-instant-messaging-program.html' title='Great instant messaging program'/><author><name>stacespace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09600162302825203010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258222.post-2164873083464238010</id><published>2007-03-28T08:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T08:37:53.492-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Homemade popsicles</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://nyc.metblogs.com/archives/images/2006/09/popsicle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 164px; height: 183px;" src="http://nyc.metblogs.com/archives/images/2006/09/popsicle.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Popsicles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 pkg. Kool Aid (any flavor)&lt;br /&gt;1 pkg. Jello (same flavor as Kool Aid)&lt;br /&gt;3 cups cold water&lt;br /&gt;1 cup boiling water&lt;br /&gt;1 cup sugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pour boiling water over jello and stir well, add 3 cups of cold water, Kool Aid and sugar, stir again, pour into popsicle forms and freeze.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258222-2164873083464238010?l=stacespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/feeds/2164873083464238010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258222&amp;postID=2164873083464238010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/2164873083464238010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/2164873083464238010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/2007/03/homemade-popsicles.html' title='Homemade popsicles'/><author><name>stacespace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09600162302825203010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258222.post-3772638810610786408</id><published>2006-11-22T13:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T13:34:15.537-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>need a friend?</title><content type='html'>hahaha...in my never-ending (it seems) online search for xmas gifts, i have come across some quite unique things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://charlesandmarie.com/typo3temp/pics/604a6c9a58.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like that buddy throw -- find it at: &lt;a href="http://charlesandmarie.com/lifestyle-gems/quintessentials/modern-living/details/product/buddy-throw/?tx_ttproducts_pi1%5BbackPID%5D=308"&gt;Charles &amp;amp; Marie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258222-3772638810610786408?l=stacespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/feeds/3772638810610786408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258222&amp;postID=3772638810610786408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/3772638810610786408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/3772638810610786408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/2006/11/need-friend.html' title='need a friend?'/><author><name>stacespace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09600162302825203010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258222.post-116316865632371139</id><published>2006-11-10T09:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T13:35:46.758-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soccer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story'/><title type='text'>why does my nose hurt?</title><content type='html'>Hmmmm could that be because I had a ball kicked into my FACE at 70 mph last night??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think thats it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.google.com/images?q=tbn:ED-PxcerA2hYGM:http://www.sonnerie.net/logo_coul/112x112/PRfoot015" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok - sorta kinda like that, at a different angle and with an all white ball ;) -- Oh and it hurt a lot more than what it looks like in that picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy i was marking was a real jerk, and everyone said he had no reason at the location he was on the field to kick it that hard. he was just being the jerk that he is. So before i knew it i had been hit square in the face. ball made contact w/my nose, cheecks, mouth -- I fell immediately to the ground and started wailing. I later heard from Kevin that it was a site to see. that the ball hit me HARD, made a very loud smacking noise, my head flew back with the impact, and i fell to my knees screaming and crying and holding my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all kinda went in sssslllllooooowwww moooottiiiioooonnn for me. but i remember the impact and falling to my knees crying. For the next 15 minutes I could not feel my face. I kept asking Kevin if i looked funny. My lips felt fat, i was scared i was going to have a ball imprint on my face, scared that my nose and eyes would turn black and blue. After icing my face (which is not easy when you are trying to ice from above your nose to your chin because it is very hard to breathe while doing it) and calming down, I actually didnt feel that bad. I had feeling back in my face, nothing was broken, nothing was bleeding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:09 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep finding new places that hurt. like my entire neck, the whole way around. the area where my jaw connects to my face (that really hurts when i bite really hard). my chin. damn that guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so continuing on w/my story.  so i was sitting on the sidelines, waiting for our next game (it was tournament day - 3 20 min games) and i have my head hanging down. Kevin is sitting with me. and wouldnt you know it -- a ball comes flying from the game that was in action and hits me on the top of my head. our entire team laughed in an uproar. and that also began my fit of half crying half laughing hysterically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i actually did go on to play in the next game. i figured i had to prove to everyone i just wasnt a baby. and guess what??????????? I assisted on a goal and our team won 2 to 1! go me! that definitely felt good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so was my night. a little bit of good. and an unfortunate amount of bad :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258222-116316865632371139?l=stacespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/feeds/116316865632371139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258222&amp;postID=116316865632371139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/116316865632371139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/116316865632371139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/2006/11/why-does-my-nose-hurt.html' title='why does my nose hurt?'/><author><name>stacespace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09600162302825203010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258222.post-116259232912681278</id><published>2006-11-03T17:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T13:36:37.906-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>random thought</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;its 5:09 and im at work and it's getting dark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;there should be a rule that no one can stay at work past dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&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/10258222-116259232912681278?l=stacespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/feeds/116259232912681278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258222&amp;postID=116259232912681278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/116259232912681278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/116259232912681278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/2006/11/random-thought.html' title='random thought'/><author><name>stacespace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09600162302825203010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258222.post-116258260991365239</id><published>2006-11-03T14:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T16:16:54.836-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a nothing weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;font-family:verdana;"&gt;ok so maybe its not going to be a "nothing" weekend - but it is a weekend where nothing is planned. I am so excited for this weekend. I cannot remember the last time i had no plans for a weekend.&lt;br /&gt;Well i found this intriguing &lt;a href="http://www.peterwhybrow.com/books/americanmania/tom.html"&gt;article &lt;/a&gt;(btw - it seems that in all the writing ive done today, intriguing is my word of choice - haha) - and going along with the article is a &lt;a href="http://www.peterwhybrow.com/books/americanmania/quiz.html"&gt;quiz &lt;/a&gt;to take to see if you are becoming a part of "american mania." its rather cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i only got a 5, which said that i was on the verge of mania, but that i was not quite there. I guess i do have priorities and i dont over-schedule too much during the week -- however, my weekends are another thing. It seems that i book my weekends months in advance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend was Katy's halloween party &amp;amp; my birthday. The weekend before was the Pedro barcrawl in the city. The weekend before was Kevin and my apartment warming party...it goes on and on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHICH makes this weekend sooo special. I can do whatever I want! I dont know really how to handle that! hmmm...what to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well - im sure i can figure that out. maybe ill just eat a lot and sit on my butt. Or maybe ill get a lot of cleaning done. Or maybe ill plan something for tomorrow and something for sunday. But no matter what i do, the nice part is i can do whatever i want. theres nothing already planned. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258222-116258260991365239?l=stacespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/feeds/116258260991365239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258222&amp;postID=116258260991365239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/116258260991365239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/116258260991365239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/2006/11/nothing-weekend.html' title='a nothing weekend'/><author><name>stacespace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09600162302825203010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258222.post-116188398246529822</id><published>2006-10-26T13:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T13:33:02.480-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Another day...</title><content type='html'>So i'm posting again. not that anyone's reading, but oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this saturday is Katy &amp; Chris' halloween party and i do not have my costume yet. oh dont think that i'm just a slacker and have not done anything. oh no. i ordered my costume on ebay a few weeks ago. problem is, they have not arrived yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://image.bizrate.co.uk/resize?sq=160&amp;amp;uid=418628079&amp;amp;mid=124063" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to be a flapper. now send me my costume please!!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258222-116188398246529822?l=stacespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/feeds/116188398246529822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258222&amp;postID=116188398246529822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/116188398246529822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/116188398246529822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/2006/10/another-day.html' title='Another day...'/><author><name>stacespace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09600162302825203010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258222.post-116180555859807548</id><published>2006-10-25T15:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T15:45:58.673-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span class="recipehead"&gt;This looked like a really good recipe. After a long search, I think I have found what i am going to make and take to Katy's halloween party!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="recipehead"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ultra-Easy        Pumpkin Pie Squares&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;img src="http://docs.google.com/File?id=drpcrf9_6cz9f8s"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="recipehead"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;b&gt;Crust&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt; 1 package yellow or spice cake mix (set aside one cup of the dry mix before proceeding)&lt;br&gt; 1/2 cup melted butter or margarine&lt;br&gt; 1 egg &lt;p&gt;   &lt;b&gt;Filling&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;   1 29 oz. can pumpkin&lt;br&gt;   2 eggs&lt;a href="http://www.fabulousfoods.com/school/csingred/eggs.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;   2/3 C evaporated milk&lt;br&gt;   1 1/2 tsp. cinnamon&lt;br&gt;   1 tsp. ground (dried) ginger&lt;br&gt;   1/2 tsp. nutmeg&lt;br&gt;   1/4 tsp. ground cloves&lt;br&gt;   1/2 cup brown sugar &lt;/p&gt; &lt;b&gt;Topping&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt; 1/2 cup sugar&lt;br&gt; 1/4 cup brown sugar 1 T cinnamon&lt;br&gt; 1/3 cup butter or margarine&lt;br&gt; (optional) 1/3 cup chopped walnuts&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="recipehead"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;1. Grease and flour a 8X11 inch baking pan.&lt;br&gt;         2. Preheat oven to 350°.&lt;br&gt;         3. Disregard instructions on cake mix box, you're not going to bake a          cake. Mix dry cake mix (minus 1 cup dry mix) and melted butter. Add egg          and mix till it holds together (different cake mixes react differently,          so you may need to add a small amount of milk 1/2 tsp. at a time, if necessary          to hold mixture together).&lt;br&gt;         4. Pat crust mixture into pan with your fingers, coating bottom and up          the sides about 1 inch.&lt;br&gt;         5. Mix together the filling ingredients, along with the reserved 1 cup          of dry cake mix, and pour into the crust.&lt;br&gt;         6. Mix the topping ingredients (minus the optional nuts) together with          a fork or pastry blender till mixture is crumbly. Mix in nuts, if desired.&lt;br&gt;         7. Sprinkle topping mixture over filling and bake for 45-60 minutes or          until a cake tester comes out clean.&lt;br&gt;         8. Cool and serve with whipped cream.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258222-116180555859807548?l=stacespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/feeds/116180555859807548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258222&amp;postID=116180555859807548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/116180555859807548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/116180555859807548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/2006/10/this-looked-like-really-good-recipe.html' title=''/><author><name>stacespace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09600162302825203010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258222.post-113146858133854546</id><published>2005-11-08T11:47:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T09:04:49.638-04:00</updated><title type='text'>conferencing it up.</title><content type='html'>...skipped half of the last session...oh well, it was a 2 hour one. im bad. so i chilled in my room and took pics of myself. what a way to waste a few minutes :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.staceybennett.com/images/me_conference.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258222-113146858133854546?l=stacespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/feeds/113146858133854546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258222&amp;postID=113146858133854546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/113146858133854546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/113146858133854546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/2005/11/conferencing-it-up.html' title='conferencing it up.'/><author><name>stacespace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09600162302825203010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258222.post-113139738552910606</id><published>2005-11-07T15:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T16:06:24.026-05:00</updated><title type='text'>smoking..peeing</title><content type='html'>smoking areas in restaurants are like peeing areas in swimming pools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did that get your attention?  just thought it was quite interesting... cause when you think about it, it is very correct. so therefore smoking = peeing. ok kinda.  ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok the deal is -- i am bored. you forget what its like to sit through a class &amp; think- it can't be as bad as what you remembered it to be. well... it is!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sitting at the High Ed Web Dev Conference here i started searching the web &amp; came up with that lovely quote. A little for you to chew. yum yum-eat it up haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258222-113139738552910606?l=stacespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/feeds/113139738552910606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258222&amp;postID=113139738552910606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/113139738552910606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/113139738552910606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/2005/11/smokingpeeing.html' title='smoking..peeing'/><author><name>stacespace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09600162302825203010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258222.post-113017151308848589</id><published>2005-10-24T12:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T12:31:53.096-04:00</updated><title type='text'>life - aint it funny...</title><content type='html'>everyday life amazes me. i am learning all the time - whether i want to or not. and, in  places and from people you wouldnt expect. but isnt that just the best? who wants life to be predictable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lately me and the dating world have not been too good of friends. being the single girl is fun sometimes, but it gets old. although it was pointed out to me that people usually want what they dont have. true true. but arent most looking for that one relationship that makes you happy? and those that have found that, arent they the luckiest? even if they say they miss out on the excitement of a single life, isnt what they already have what most all strive towards? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also learned about me. i find it funny that i am usually the optimistic person, cheering up the mood of another. i am known to give the "look on the bright side" talk. or the "maybe its not so good, but try to find the positive that came out of the situation". usually i can see this so clearly. but other times, my eyes go fuzzy and i need someone else to point it out to me. luckily i have people in my life to do that for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so life goes on. i go back to being my happy optimistic self, because thats just who i am. i love life. i love learning. and in some strange way i love hurting and sadness(as long as it doesnt last too long..) because many times it is what shows us the love and learning in our lives. funny how that works...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life - truly is funny...truly is great. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258222-113017151308848589?l=stacespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/feeds/113017151308848589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258222&amp;postID=113017151308848589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/113017151308848589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/113017151308848589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/2005/10/life-aint-it-funny.html' title='life - aint it funny...'/><author><name>stacespace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09600162302825203010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258222.post-112804980407312316</id><published>2005-09-29T23:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T23:10:04.086-04:00</updated><title type='text'>free food for you..</title><content type='html'>so ive been kinda bored lately when i get home from work..and ive been getting really into cooking lately. i find recipes online and make them. only problem is, i wind up with more food than i know what to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the past few weeks, ive made chicken &amp; biscuits, lasagna pie, apple pie, snickerdoodles, chicken pot pie, beef stroganoff..it goes on and on. oh, and let me say, that apple pie was delicious..comparable to my moms, and that means alot! yum yum!! ....help me someone please...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had the urge to bake something else tonight, and i thought oh - well ill just give it away this weekend..but i couldnt think of who id give it to so i resisted that urge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the list of things yet to make are: apple fritters, italian sausage soup, corn &amp; crab bisque, granola...oh goodness :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so if anyone has any ideas or recipes for me to make, send them along - or let me know if ya want some of the leftovers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258222-112804980407312316?l=stacespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/feeds/112804980407312316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258222&amp;postID=112804980407312316' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/112804980407312316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/112804980407312316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/2005/09/free-food-for-you.html' title='free food for you..'/><author><name>stacespace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09600162302825203010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258222.post-112749076486059777</id><published>2005-09-23T11:51:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T09:05:30.369-04:00</updated><title type='text'>me cozy...</title><content type='html'>sometimes ur a lil picture happy, sometimes ur not. guess 2&lt;br /&gt;nights ago i was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.staceybennett.com/images/meCozy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258222-112749076486059777?l=stacespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/feeds/112749076486059777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258222&amp;postID=112749076486059777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/112749076486059777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/112749076486059777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/2005/09/me-cozy.html' title='me cozy...'/><author><name>stacespace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09600162302825203010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258222.post-112654928391977013</id><published>2005-09-12T14:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T23:04:05.710-05:00</updated><title type='text'>my love-hate relationship with celebrities</title><content type='html'>i confuse myself. i find that at times i love celebrity news, entertainment, movies, tv shows... at the same time, at other moments, i find that the whole thing, the whole world of celebrity just bores and annoys me. its not as intense as a disgust feeling as  Rocco de Giacomo feels as stated in &lt;a href="http://www.latchkey.net/columns/archives/000190.html" target=_blank&gt;his blog&lt;/a&gt;,  but his opinion definitely sparked this posting of my opinion. i agree with him on many points, however to totally go with it would be hypocritical of me. i too watch Entertainment Tonight and Hollywood True Story from time to time. and i enjoy the shows most times too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but here's how i feel about it all:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="left-margin:20px"&gt;&lt;em&gt;everyone knows me as that girl that doesnt ever see movies. you can ask me, did you see that one? i'll most likely reply, "no." i enjoy movies, but star power doesnt pull me to the theaters. i see movies...in time.&lt;/em&gt; i just dont understand the obsession with celebrities and their lives. They are people just as we are. why should they be put up on a pedestal? just because a lot more people know who they are doesnt make them a better person than your neighbor. so when i hear celebrity news, at times i am caught by it, but in the main scheme of things i just dont really care. you want to break up with your boyfriend? go ahead. She keeps fighting with that other girl at the clubs? cant we all get along? &lt;strong&gt; i just dont get the obsession. maybe thats just me. maybe i'm strange.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone wanna explain it to me??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258222-112654928391977013?l=stacespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/feeds/112654928391977013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258222&amp;postID=112654928391977013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/112654928391977013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/112654928391977013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-love-hate-relationship-with.html' title='my love-hate relationship with celebrities'/><author><name>stacespace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09600162302825203010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258222.post-112299816390053185</id><published>2005-08-02T11:55:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T09:06:02.428-04:00</updated><title type='text'>aaahhhhhh</title><content type='html'>I AM HUNGRY TODAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.staceybennett.com/images/hungry2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258222-112299816390053185?l=stacespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/feeds/112299816390053185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258222&amp;postID=112299816390053185' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/112299816390053185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/112299816390053185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/2005/08/aaahhhhhh.html' title='aaahhhhhh'/><author><name>stacespace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09600162302825203010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258222.post-112273721653675452</id><published>2005-07-30T11:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T11:26:56.543-04:00</updated><title type='text'>myspace took over my space</title><content type='html'>ok so i know i am one of the most popular girls you ever knew (haha) but seriously, must everyone insist on being my friend? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before leaving for the night last night i checked my email. honestly there were like 20 new messages all from this website, myspace.com that i have a profile on (not really sure why). all the messages are letting me know of one other person that wants to be my "friend". ok buddy - sure, dont know ya, you live in california, but for sure - i wanna be your friend! yeah, um no. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not in a contest on myspace to have the most friends. that doesnt make u cooler. what makes you cooler is being able to say "i personally know everyone that i have listed as my friend". thats how i feel bout it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i woke up this morning and checked my email and honestly, i had about 20 more friend requests and a few messages in my myspace inbox. woo hoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thats when i found out why i am oh so popular...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I got randomly chosen to be one of the 3 "cool new people" (they musta gotten the vibe that i am just that cool&lt;/em&gt; -- but seriously i dont need to be that cool. leave me off that list. ill just tell myself im that cool. dont need myspace to do it for me. hahahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258222-112273721653675452?l=stacespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/feeds/112273721653675452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258222&amp;postID=112273721653675452' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/112273721653675452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/112273721653675452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/2005/07/myspace-took-over-my-space.html' title='myspace took over my space'/><author><name>stacespace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09600162302825203010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258222.post-112197370173807896</id><published>2005-07-21T15:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T19:38:21.646-04:00</updated><title type='text'>jade and ace</title><content type='html'>..those are the names of my new kittens. i pick them up tonight..woohoo!! cant wait :) kinda nervous, but all will be good. im sure ill be writing about them in the near future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so u know what annoys me? when people ask for something and after u've done it twice (because they never really told u what they wanted) they finally give u the details of what they &lt;u&gt;really&lt;/u&gt; want. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am creating this logo. i was told that she wanted a bear with a cell phone or briefcase. i think, ok, no sweat..went into my huge clipart gallery, found a cute bear, added a cellphone and voila! sent it out..so a lil later i get a message "no this isnt what i need. i think its a little too juvenile for the audience." i think, ok, i can do less juvenile. i get a graphic of an actual bear instead of a teddy bear, add the phone, and again, voila! perfect i think. send it off....get a message back. and this is when i learn what it &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;actually&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt; is that she wants. she writes back --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"well i was actually thinking more along the lines of a bear walking, carrying a briefcase and wearing a tie."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA - ok now...that's so different. that takes way more time. u cant just find that. thats gonna have to be created. Im going to have to &lt;u&gt;draw&lt;/u&gt; that. some people. just tell me that from the beginning and u woulda saved me like 2hrs work!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some people -- nuffathat! haha :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258222-112197370173807896?l=stacespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/feeds/112197370173807896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258222&amp;postID=112197370173807896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/112197370173807896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/112197370173807896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/2005/07/jade-and-ace.html' title='jade and ace'/><author><name>stacespace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09600162302825203010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258222.post-112066417114650869</id><published>2005-07-06T11:24:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T09:30:49.507-04:00</updated><title type='text'>crazy rainstorm</title><content type='html'>awesome awesome awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awesome weekend. cant say more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok maybe a lil more -- did the live 8 concert thing. was nervous before but turned out to just be great. soooooo glad i went. was an experience and such a good time. then did my share of partying in old city. fun too. must must go back to mad river. its like my new favorite place. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think this whole weekend/holiday i was at my apartment a total of like 2 hours. for real. i was away friday night through tuesday night. what an awesome time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt want to return to work. was so tempted to take one more day of vacation. but in the end my guilty conscience wins and yes - here i am back at work :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luckily i made it home safely. my ride home last night was nothing short of scary. tons of rain. lightning striking a few feet from my car. rain so hard that my wipers on the highest setting didnt do much to help the effort to see. but i pushed straight though and won the battle. and - luckily i made sure to document my adventure....would u expect anything less?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.staceybennett.com/images/driving.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258222-112066417114650869?l=stacespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/feeds/112066417114650869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258222&amp;postID=112066417114650869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/112066417114650869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/112066417114650869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/2005/07/crazy-rainstorm.html' title='crazy rainstorm'/><author><name>stacespace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09600162302825203010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258222.post-112014862647146039</id><published>2005-06-30T12:05:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T09:31:22.550-04:00</updated><title type='text'>boring</title><content type='html'>enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i say enough of trying to be witty, or cute, or silly, or goofy. im done with that. the theme of this post today is boring. im not in some creative mood to cater to ur need for entertainment. take it as it is i say. dont expect any clever connection to some other source of information. dont expect some insightful thought or contemplation. dont expect me to tell a joke or read a passage. ur just not gettin that here right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is a day for boring. i am trying to be as boring as i can - for no reason. and if i am workin at this goal, why not pull u into it too. and actually im not even in a bad mood today. just tired. tired of being cute and funny and silly. cant i just be boring once in a while? isnt this a boring post? what are you taking away from it? nothing. you have not gained any useful knowledge or ideas. its just plain boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u should see me now. my lights are off. im wearing all gray. no smiles today. us boring people do not smile. no laughs, no giggles. its just beyond me today. believe me. and dont ask why this is. it just is. deal with it. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:1em;"&gt;hahahahahahaha...ok snuck one laugh in there..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i leave u with a glimpse of my boredom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://staceybennett.com/images/boring.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258222-112014862647146039?l=stacespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/feeds/112014862647146039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258222&amp;postID=112014862647146039' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/112014862647146039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/112014862647146039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/2005/06/boring.html' title='boring'/><author><name>stacespace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09600162302825203010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258222.post-111996609703570971</id><published>2005-06-28T09:34:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T09:31:50.602-04:00</updated><title type='text'>i crave broccoli</title><content type='html'>so over breakfast this morning, im reading self magazine and come across this article asking the question why your body doesnt crave broccoli. if its good for you, why doenst the body tell you to eat it. well maybe i am just the weird one. if u know me, im not like everyone else. so knowing me, you must be able to guess the next line: &lt;strong&gt;i have &lt;em&gt;definitely&lt;/em&gt; craved broccoli before.&lt;/strong&gt; everyone thought i was nuts but all i wanted was the broc-o-li &lt;img src=http://stacespace.com/images/brocPronounce.jpg border=0&gt;.oh yum! haha. am i honestly the only one thats had a broccoli craving? hmmm...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ok - i'm goin to go eat my broccoli&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.staceybennett.com/images/broccoli.jpg&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258222-111996609703570971?l=stacespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/feeds/111996609703570971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258222&amp;postID=111996609703570971' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/111996609703570971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/111996609703570971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-crave-broccoli.html' title='i crave broccoli'/><author><name>stacespace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09600162302825203010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258222.post-111962181018960694</id><published>2005-06-24T10:05:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T09:32:25.930-04:00</updated><title type='text'>so much to say</title><content type='html'>so much to say, yet no words come to mind. interesting. lots going on but nothin ud prob be interested in. boring stuff like new cell phone, kitchen table. exciting to me, boring to u. its ok, ill jump for joy silently, by myself, in my apt. where no one can see me or make fun of me. haha. and the sad part is i prob will do this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://staceybennett.com/images/deskHeadphones.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so those are the headphones i wear everyday. they broke like the second day i wore them at work. i am so cheap/lazy - whatever u wanna call it - that i wont get new ones. i just tape the break about every other day so that they can still be worn. how ridiculous. i look funny :-P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so u know what ive always wanted? a nickname. people call me stace, which is fine. its part of my name. love it, so dont stop (not tryin to offend anyone). but i never had one of those cool nicknames growing up. always wanted one of them. any ideas??????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258222-111962181018960694?l=stacespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/feeds/111962181018960694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258222&amp;postID=111962181018960694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/111962181018960694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/111962181018960694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/2005/06/so-much-to-say.html' title='so much to say'/><author><name>stacespace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09600162302825203010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258222.post-111877960455880007</id><published>2005-06-14T15:44:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T09:33:06.270-04:00</updated><title type='text'>post office hell</title><content type='html'>dont ever submit a request for your mail to be forwarded. i dont want to say too much about this now, because it will get me all fired up, but i submitted a request in the middle of may. my old post office got the request on may 17th. they began forwarding it but my new post office isnt getting it. so for a month now i have not been getting my mail. grrrr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the best part is i have spoken now to two supervisors at the post offices and they have no answers on how to fix it. there is no record in their system of my forwarding request and they have no idea where my mail is going. i have been told now to resubmit my forwarding request and have also been told to not submit it again. what am i to do. for real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow i am calling the state rep. maybe he can do something for me. i want to write a letter of complaint to the main offices, but i cant find out where that is. why is the post office so secretive?? aaaahhh this is a nightmare!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;on another note, my desk is a mess &lt;/strong&gt;--&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://staceybennett.com/images/desk.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258222-111877960455880007?l=stacespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/feeds/111877960455880007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258222&amp;postID=111877960455880007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/111877960455880007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/111877960455880007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/2005/06/post-office-hell.html' title='post office hell'/><author><name>stacespace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09600162302825203010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258222.post-111782113120109922</id><published>2005-06-03T13:32:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T09:33:53.687-04:00</updated><title type='text'>stacey</title><content type='html'>walking to my car yesterday after work, my mind took a slight detour and i started thinking of names. u know how people will pick out a group of names that are their favorite (either for names they'd like to name their kids, or just because). well i did this too. i picked out some. i dont remember what i picked out before...some grouping of names -  dont think i really like them anymore &lt;em&gt;the choosing of those names is another blog post in itself.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i got to thinking about how i love my own name. i cannot think about another name i like more. i am not trying to be conceited at all. just really enjoy it. its girly, yet not too overused. it sounds nice.. its just represents me so well. i know i probably am not making too much sense or maybe im just not explaining myself too well. so i cant very well name any kids of mine my own name. ill have to find another name that i like that much. someday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about one more hour of work left here. been an easy day. ate lunch out with the women of the computing services department and then leaving early &lt;em&gt;in about an hour or less&lt;/em&gt; to go to the wedding i am attending this weekend. doin the rehearsal dinner thingy because my date (friend cedric) is part of the wedding &lt;em&gt;not in the wedding, just reading a passage at the ceremony -  just to clear that up.&lt;/em&gt; woo hoo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;just look at the excitement on my face --&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://staceybennett.com/images/meAtDesk.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;me &amp; my office.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258222-111782113120109922?l=stacespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/feeds/111782113120109922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258222&amp;postID=111782113120109922' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/111782113120109922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/111782113120109922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/2005/06/stacey.html' title='stacey'/><author><name>stacespace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09600162302825203010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258222.post-111774434389233526</id><published>2005-06-02T16:22:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T09:34:29.834-04:00</updated><title type='text'>life aint great now but its much improved</title><content type='html'>yea bubba sparxxx (&lt;em&gt;note 3 x's not just one&lt;/em&gt;) haha. bubba in da house. bubba in my ears. (for those who dont know the title of this blog post is a line from a bubba sparxxx song..his like only song) what a great way to end my day -- with a classic. well, if u consider "ugly" a classic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i decided to say buh-bye to infopath and create my own path, or instead just use the data access form in ms access. fingers crossed everyone! it works for me (once again) the true test is will it work for the prof??? oh please please...everyone - cross your fingers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://staceybennett.com/images/Picture001.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;definitely just pulled out my pic phone and snapped this baby. what form what contrast. a work of art really - or not&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now lookin forward to a good workout at my second home (if ur lost, check back to yesterday's post..) sweatin time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258222-111774434389233526?l=stacespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/feeds/111774434389233526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258222&amp;postID=111774434389233526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/111774434389233526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/111774434389233526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/2005/06/life-aint-great-now-but-its-much.html' title='life aint great now but its much improved'/><author><name>stacespace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09600162302825203010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258222.post-111765509802541028</id><published>2005-06-01T15:36:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T09:35:08.012-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I HATE INFOPATH &amp; MS ACCESS</title><content type='html'>didnt know i felt so strongly about this? neither did i. not until last friday rolled around and my infopath ride became a nightmare. so if anyone has any knowledge on infopath send me a message. ill use any help i can get!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have come to the realization lately that i think i am addicted to exercise. i look forward to it everyday, some days wishing i could be there and just work out like all day. who thinks like that? me i guess. this weekend i decided to go on a longer run. i went up and around 422 on a bunch of back roads (not that u have any idea where im talkin about) and then i finished and was curious as to how long it was..5 miles - and without a single problem. maybe its because my weekday life consists of work and the gym. slowly the gym is trying to take over. aaaaaahhhhh someone help me! im being taken over by the gym!! hahaha. ok im silly. ya anyway - why do u care?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; &lt;strong&gt;my ymca (second home)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://staceybennett.com/images/gym.jpg&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258222-111765509802541028?l=stacespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/feeds/111765509802541028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258222&amp;postID=111765509802541028' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/111765509802541028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/111765509802541028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-hate-infopath-ms-access.html' title='I HATE INFOPATH &amp; MS ACCESS'/><author><name>stacespace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09600162302825203010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258222.post-111660345118571086</id><published>2005-05-20T11:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T09:45:04.593-04:00</updated><title type='text'>work takes me to new places...</title><content type='html'>"Meg Hourihan was in a bad mood. She had nothing major to worry about, but she was afflicted by the triple malaise of a woman in her late twenties: (a) the weather was lousy; (b) she was working too hard; and (c) she didn't have a boyfriend. Nothing, not even eating, seemed very interesting to her. The only thing that did sound appealing was moving to France and finding a hot new French boyfriend, but even when she talked about that idea she struck a sardonic, yeah-right-like-I'm-really-going-to-do-that kind of tone." --&gt; an exerpt from &lt;a href="http://www.rebeccamead.com/2000_11_13_art_blog.htm"&gt;http://www.rebeccamead.com/2000_11_13_art_blog.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...doing research for my workshop on blogs (helping to bring about 4 faculty members into the modern age). so i am reading a lot about blogs, article after article...this passage struck a cord with me. oh how great is that grouping of sentences. that captures the thoughts of many single women i know. oh geez. maybe me too. hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...although life can be pretty sweet. &lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://stacespace.com/images/4cousins.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258222-111660345118571086?l=stacespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/feeds/111660345118571086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258222&amp;postID=111660345118571086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/111660345118571086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/111660345118571086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/2005/05/work-takes-me-to-new-places.html' title='work takes me to new places...'/><author><name>stacespace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09600162302825203010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258222.post-111638419935754580</id><published>2005-05-17T22:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T09:35:34.513-04:00</updated><title type='text'>do u play games in the shower?</title><content type='html'>so in my quest to find a funny line to put in my away when i went to the shower, i began thinking about what people think about/do while in the shower. some have great thoughts and contemplate interesting topics, others think about sports or their day, some get busy, some dance and sing. then theres me. sometimes in the shower i play this game. not sure if i am the only one who does this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so depending on whether its a hot day or a cold day this game can vary. on a cold day i continually turn up the hot water to see how hot i can stand it and how long i can take it. but the fun really comes in the summer when its hot. the best is when you come in to take a shower after being outside and ur all hot. so u want to be cooled off. well i will sometimes take a cooler shower and by the end the game starts. i keep turning down the hot water and turning up the cold water. the goal of the game is to get as far as turning all of the hot water off and standing for a while under the stream of cold cold water. when i was younger this would consist of me going from one side of the tub to the other, only passing under the water for a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the best is the feeling of the cold water saturating my hair because it seems soooo cold, yet so refreshing. so am i just weird or has anyone else ever done this????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258222-111638419935754580?l=stacespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/feeds/111638419935754580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258222&amp;postID=111638419935754580' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/111638419935754580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/111638419935754580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/2005/05/do-u-play-games-in-shower.html' title='do u play games in the shower?'/><author><name>stacespace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09600162302825203010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258222.post-111625658251736676</id><published>2005-05-16T11:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T09:36:10.843-04:00</updated><title type='text'>SAVE ME PLEASE</title><content type='html'>aahhh. came into work today. know i have a bunch to do this week. thats ok. i know what it is and ill do it. But then about an hour ago, i got a pounding headache. and now the guy across the hall keeps whistling. it is getting on my last nerve. doesnt he know that we are all here. and can hear him? have some consideration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i am like thats enough - headphones time...im connectin to the radio here and pushin the whistling out of my head. BUT NO GOOD somehow i still hear it! through the music in my headphones. aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please save me. i think my head might explode :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258222-111625658251736676?l=stacespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/feeds/111625658251736676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258222&amp;postID=111625658251736676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/111625658251736676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/111625658251736676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/2005/05/save-me-please.html' title='SAVE ME PLEASE'/><author><name>stacespace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09600162302825203010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258222.post-111600588620637084</id><published>2005-05-13T13:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T23:14:51.580-04:00</updated><title type='text'>...did u know im sneaky</title><content type='html'>- i use block buddy on aim...and u thought i just didnt go online..ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i had a sort of revalation last night. online, like i usually am, i thought to myself, "someone who used to be online everyday for at least like 6 hours doesnt just stop using aim one month and never sign on again, even though they have a computer and internet, right?" for some reason for the past 6 months this concept worked in my head. ok. so whats the alternative then? must have me blocked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW WHO WOULD BLOCK ME?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nuffathat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258222-111600588620637084?l=stacespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/feeds/111600588620637084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258222&amp;postID=111600588620637084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/111600588620637084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/111600588620637084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/2005/05/did-u-know-im-sneaky.html' title='...did u know im sneaky'/><author><name>stacespace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09600162302825203010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258222.post-111568225901459401</id><published>2005-05-09T20:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T09:37:18.886-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"dont u turn me down - i can show u how"</title><content type='html'>"every woman needs a man"...ok sorry for these quotes. i am listening to the 80s music station on my digital cable. how great is that? love all those stations :) (so i dont know if anyone has noticed, but lately when i write anything on my site i never use capital letters and i use minimal punctuation. sometimes thats more work than its easy..habit makes me do such things and i spend a few seconds going back and changin it. why do i care? who knows. sure no one else does)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to this benefit for....well i dont know what it was for, but i was helping someone. anyway, its called the "soup-er bowl". for $15 u get to pick a handmade bowl..then u get to pick samples of lotsa soup made by area restaurants. yum - especially during my latest soup kick, this was my night! well i was walking into the function and i hear "stacey". here it was my ex-boyfriend, gabe's, mom. (not sure how to do the punctuation in that last one - sure it was wrong, but u get the point right?) wow, havent seen her in what like 3 years or so. so that was strange. maybe its just me, but when I have had a good friendship/relationship with someone, its hard for me to forget about that person forever. so i called gabe. we'll see if he calls back. would just like to hear his voice. always got along and were friends long after we broke up. (i last dated gabe my senior year of college - thats a &lt;u&gt;few&lt;/u&gt; years ago)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today must just me a nostalgic day for me. missing lots of people that i thought id never miss. honestly that scares me. i should move on to another thought. some people i miss id love to catch up with. others should just be left the way it is. hmmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok this post is getting interesting. guess ill get going. move on to some other fun task in my exciting night ;) talk later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258222-111568225901459401?l=stacespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/feeds/111568225901459401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258222&amp;postID=111568225901459401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/111568225901459401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/111568225901459401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/2005/05/dont-u-turn-me-down-i-can-show-u-how.html' title='&quot;dont u turn me down - i can show u how&quot;'/><author><name>stacespace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09600162302825203010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258222.post-111566451908896271</id><published>2005-05-09T14:48:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T09:36:48.748-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src=http://staceybennett.com/images/whatAmIDoin.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;how silly am i?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258222-111566451908896271?l=stacespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/feeds/111566451908896271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258222&amp;postID=111566451908896271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/111566451908896271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/111566451908896271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/2005/05/how-silly-am-i.html' title=''/><author><name>stacespace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09600162302825203010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10258222.post-111566421052984906</id><published>2005-05-09T14:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T09:37:42.493-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the migration attracts hundreds...</title><content type='html'>changin over the format. makin a true blog. gotta go with the technology :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10258222-111566421052984906?l=stacespace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/feeds/111566421052984906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10258222&amp;postID=111566421052984906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/111566421052984906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10258222/posts/default/111566421052984906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stacespace.blogspot.com/2005/05/migration-attracts-hundreds.html' title='the migration attracts hundreds...'/><author><name>stacespace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09600162302825203010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
