<?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-2117711389178583289</id><updated>2011-07-07T19:25:47.091-07:00</updated><category term='Backblogs'/><category term='Moving'/><category term='hmmmm'/><category term='huh?'/><category term='Foody'/><category term='funny'/><category term='Recipe Intro'/><category term='Birthdays'/><category term='funnies'/><category term='Yeah'/><category term='I see stars'/><category term='brag'/><category term='come on'/><category term='Blah'/><category term='Celebrate good times'/><category term='Favorites'/><title type='text'>so you're saying there's a chance</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamacias.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2117711389178583289/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamacias.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>lisalisalisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06078665062955836969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SSm23SuuYYI/AAAAAAAAAHs/uNXhA4HNNtQ/S220/DSC00031.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>38</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2117711389178583289.post-161500470210539339</id><published>2010-01-09T21:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T22:51:38.464-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello my name is elizabeth</title><content type='html'>and I have a problem. I  am  a  blog  stalker....(awkward silence).  It's okay because I admitted it, I am a blog stalker of the craft variety. I LOVE craft blogs! I find myself on total strangers &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;blog's&lt;/span&gt; for hours, hopping around and falling in love with their insanely &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;genius&lt;/span&gt; creations. I don't think it is too detrimental to my health &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(unless you count the bedsores on my fat @$$ &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hmmm&lt;/span&gt;...) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It is a little bit of an emotional &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;roller coaster&lt;/span&gt; though because first I become obsessively motivated "I just have to make that knitted cup cozy"&lt;/span&gt; and then sadly reality hits it and turns into "I don't know how to knit, I don't have a circular saw or a ceramic tile cutter" but I love it. Do you do this too? I'm sure I'm not alone right? &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(crickets) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh confession number two - &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;apparently&lt;/span&gt; I'm a little bit obsessed with ellipses.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2117711389178583289-161500470210539339?l=lisamacias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamacias.blogspot.com/feeds/161500470210539339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2117711389178583289&amp;postID=161500470210539339' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2117711389178583289/posts/default/161500470210539339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2117711389178583289/posts/default/161500470210539339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamacias.blogspot.com/2010/01/hello-my-name-is-elizabeth.html' title='hello my name is elizabeth'/><author><name>lisalisalisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06078665062955836969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SSm23SuuYYI/AAAAAAAAAHs/uNXhA4HNNtQ/S220/DSC00031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2117711389178583289.post-4031711903386494983</id><published>2009-12-02T21:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T21:22:42.848-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New song</title><content type='html'>Yeh that's postworthy now....my standards are real low.&lt;br /&gt;Holli says it's my theme song.&lt;br /&gt;And she's pretty much right.&lt;br /&gt;There...you all know me a little better now-happy?&lt;br /&gt;thought so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2117711389178583289-4031711903386494983?l=lisamacias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamacias.blogspot.com/feeds/4031711903386494983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2117711389178583289&amp;postID=4031711903386494983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2117711389178583289/posts/default/4031711903386494983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2117711389178583289/posts/default/4031711903386494983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamacias.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-song.html' title='New song'/><author><name>lisalisalisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06078665062955836969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SSm23SuuYYI/AAAAAAAAAHs/uNXhA4HNNtQ/S220/DSC00031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2117711389178583289.post-3598478986023834166</id><published>2009-06-25T19:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T19:10:38.439-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hmmmm'/><title type='text'>Little tip I read...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The fact that no one understands you doesn't make you an artist.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Haha....beautifully put, don't you think? So funny, I could totally see someone in my family saying that (probably to me).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2117711389178583289-3598478986023834166?l=lisamacias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamacias.blogspot.com/feeds/3598478986023834166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2117711389178583289&amp;postID=3598478986023834166' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2117711389178583289/posts/default/3598478986023834166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2117711389178583289/posts/default/3598478986023834166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamacias.blogspot.com/2009/06/little-tip-i-read.html' title='Little tip I read...'/><author><name>lisalisalisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06078665062955836969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SSm23SuuYYI/AAAAAAAAAHs/uNXhA4HNNtQ/S220/DSC00031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2117711389178583289.post-3409628618993602744</id><published>2009-05-11T19:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T19:50:56.543-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hmmmm'/><title type='text'>LOL</title><content type='html'>Laughter. Are any of you also plagued by it at the most inappropriate times? I laugh when things are sad, when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;someone's&lt;/span&gt; mad, when I'm shocked, and most often I titter &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(at ultrasonic levels)&lt;/span&gt; when I'm nervous or leaving a message for someone I don't know that well.&lt;br /&gt;Interesting isn't it, how our very bodies seem to betray us when we need them most, through a maniacally sinister sounding giggle just when we least expect it. Well fear not, fellow harbringer of awkwardness, we all know that laughter is the best medicine...and here are a few fun factoids to make us feel a little more warm and fuzzy toward our embarrasing outbursts of hysteria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Fun Facts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Laughter appears to reduce levels of certain stress hormones hence nervous laughter.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Laughter is Aerobic – meaning it increases the oxygen intake in your body and also gives your diaphragm a good workout, which in turn is excellent for asthmatics or anyone with a lung disorder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stress Hormones are lowered by laughing. Stress hormones can constrict blood vessels and suppress immune activity.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;In a study published in the Journal of Holistic Nursing, patients were told one-liners after surgery and before painful medication was administered. Those exposed to humor perceived less pain when compared to patients who didn't get a dose of humor as part of their therapy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Muscles relax during and after a good laughing session&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Laughter positive effects all body systems, respiratory, circulatory, blood, cardiac etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Ball Memorial Hospital in Muncie, Indiana, has compiled some fascinating facts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Laughter helps these cells to "turn it up a notch".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;An increase in T Cell activity (very important in the treatment of AIDS) Laughter helps these cells to “turn it up a notch”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;An increase in IgB, the immunoglobulin produced in large quantities and an increase in Complement 3, and this helps antibodies to attack dysfunctional and infected cells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;An increase in natural killer cells that attack viruses and some types of cancer and tumour cells. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;13 muscles are used to smile, but 47 are required for frowning. You have to smile nearly a quarter of a million times to make 1 wrinkle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;15 minutes of laughter equals the benefit of 2 hours sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;One good belly laugh burns off 3 1/2 calories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The Chinese laugh more than any other culture in the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;A Vanderbilt University study found that laughter burns a bit more than one calorie a minute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;University of Chicago studies show a great sense of humor can add 8 years to your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Laughter releases endorphins into the body with the same exhilarating effect as doing strenuous exercise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Laughter can actually help to lower blood pressure and is also very good for people with diabetes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Charles Darwin believed that one's facial expression can actually influence one's moods. Studies in bio-feedback confirm Darwin's belief. People smile only 35% as much as they think they do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2117711389178583289-3409628618993602744?l=lisamacias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamacias.blogspot.com/feeds/3409628618993602744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2117711389178583289&amp;postID=3409628618993602744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2117711389178583289/posts/default/3409628618993602744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2117711389178583289/posts/default/3409628618993602744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamacias.blogspot.com/2009/05/lol.html' title='LOL'/><author><name>lisalisalisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06078665062955836969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SSm23SuuYYI/AAAAAAAAAHs/uNXhA4HNNtQ/S220/DSC00031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2117711389178583289.post-2706406433006998166</id><published>2009-05-06T03:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T04:05:26.298-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorites'/><title type='text'>Barbie</title><content type='html'>Favorite things....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hmmm&lt;/span&gt;? Well since you asked...here are a few things that I can't get enough of and don't have the sense to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;embarrassed&lt;/span&gt; about.&lt;br /&gt;Animal print- can you think of a classier way to dress up any outfit? &lt;strong&gt;NO&lt;/strong&gt;, the answer is no I can't. If it is good enough for the king of the jungle then by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;George&lt;/span&gt;, it is good enough for me. Cheetah, leopard, &lt;strong&gt;zebra&lt;/strong&gt; (whispered with awe)...lovely.&lt;br /&gt;Twinkle lights- again lovely, they're like magical little fairy lights peeking out in the garden, they can be covered with sweet little rice paper &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;lanterns&lt;/span&gt;, and they lend there special air of excitement to the whole house at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; time..be-a-u-ti-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;fulll&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;And Barbie-Yeah...that &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; a color-me-barbie head a-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;peekin&lt;/span&gt;' out from inside my header, and while I was never an overly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;fru&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;fru&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;girly&lt;/span&gt;-girl, Who doesn't like being able to pick out the most outrageous outfit possible, in the teeny-est-tiny-est size, and to be able to comfortably slip it on to your 5 foot, 9 inch (all leg of course) 36-18-33 body. Yep...I thought so. So of course she ranks a place in my favorites. Dressing barbie, brushing her poly-blend hair. I'm not even ashamed to admit that given a dirty toy room full of half dressed dolls, I will still happily pick out a funky outfit and lovingly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt;-snarl that synthetic hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;..not much to say now...but of course there will assuredly be plenty more opinion posts to come, because lets face it- even if I were married....even if I had ten "little blessings" running about....I would &lt;strong&gt;still&lt;/strong&gt; be the most fascinating person I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Just in case you don't know me as well as I pretend you do-my brand of humor, while not particularly funny, is heavily laden with sarcasm and bragging.......so just laugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2117711389178583289-2706406433006998166?l=lisamacias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamacias.blogspot.com/feeds/2706406433006998166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2117711389178583289&amp;postID=2706406433006998166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2117711389178583289/posts/default/2706406433006998166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2117711389178583289/posts/default/2706406433006998166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamacias.blogspot.com/2009/05/barbie.html' title='Barbie'/><author><name>lisalisalisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06078665062955836969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SSm23SuuYYI/AAAAAAAAAHs/uNXhA4HNNtQ/S220/DSC00031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2117711389178583289.post-3581153299376250133</id><published>2009-05-01T22:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T23:12:27.454-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>Low</title><content type='html'>This video is why you should always record your children dancing. Hilarious- and if you now know or have known a spastastic little boy at one time in your life &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;(Luz ;-))&lt;/span&gt; then you will definitely appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lxfe8YTd6N4&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2117711389178583289-3581153299376250133?l=lisamacias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamacias.blogspot.com/feeds/3581153299376250133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2117711389178583289&amp;postID=3581153299376250133' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2117711389178583289/posts/default/3581153299376250133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2117711389178583289/posts/default/3581153299376250133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamacias.blogspot.com/2009/05/low.html' title='Low'/><author><name>lisalisalisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06078665062955836969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SSm23SuuYYI/AAAAAAAAAHs/uNXhA4HNNtQ/S220/DSC00031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2117711389178583289.post-1008699189320933667</id><published>2009-04-10T16:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T18:44:05.565-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brag'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yeah'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry about the out of date valentine's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;background&lt;/span&gt;- I suppose I was taking a break from the demanding world of birthday posts and billboard quotes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway here are some new pictures of my favorite nephews. First an adorable shot of Baby &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Aiden&lt;/span&gt; with his big brown eyes wide open!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323235594286141746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/Sd_ukb0kETI/AAAAAAAAAKM/5NV3Q00iMKg/s400/Baby+A.+Face+shot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Now, an oh-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt;-sweet picture of the two &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;bubba's&lt;/span&gt; taking a little nap together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323235593853038226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/Sd_ukaNTbpI/AAAAAAAAAKU/MkAr73tCtc4/s400/Mileysleeping+with+baby+A..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you just want to squeeze these little cutie-pies, being all sweet to each other....shucks..I love it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So other than going &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ga&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ga&lt;/span&gt; for these little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;rugrats&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;[above]&lt;/span&gt;. I have been doing a whole lot of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;nada&lt;/span&gt; (well, that is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;nada&lt;/span&gt; interesting.)&lt;br /&gt;Here's how I managed my boredom, on this fine &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;[overcast and chilly]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323225551913772546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 335px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/Sd_lb5EaZgI/AAAAAAAAAKE/gxsmckGQgjQ/s400/102_1277humbrd1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Viola! We got these great little canvas &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;thingys&lt;/span&gt; way back when we caught the craft bug from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;cassie&lt;/span&gt; (when she still lived her...yeah....that long ago.) and we hadn't really done much with them, you know-no time- what with the school, and the homework, and the lazy. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Anywho&lt;/span&gt;, I am "planning" on burning all of&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;you's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt; retina's with a mind blowing display of my unethical use of colors and mad* collage &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;skillz&lt;/span&gt;. But since, I rarely quote/unquote finish my little artsy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;fartsy&lt;/span&gt; projects I figured I may as well blog it now. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;1. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;you's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;wrongful translation of "you", used only by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;inbreds&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;whitetrash&lt;/span&gt; of countryside &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Ontarians&lt;/span&gt;. Use of this word in actual social settings may result in loss of friends or life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jamie, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;you's&lt;/span&gt; not a gangsta, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;you's&lt;/span&gt; a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;wanskta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;2. mad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Most predominantly used in the greater New York area, "mad" is an appropriate replacement for Northern California's "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=hella"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;hella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;" and Boston's "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=wicked"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;wicked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;." In the common vernacular, it translates into "a lot" or "extremely." Can be used almost interchangeably with any of the above listed words.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's mad hot today. She has mad problems.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;urbandictionary&lt;/span&gt;.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2117711389178583289-1008699189320933667?l=lisamacias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamacias.blogspot.com/feeds/1008699189320933667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2117711389178583289&amp;postID=1008699189320933667' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2117711389178583289/posts/default/1008699189320933667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2117711389178583289/posts/default/1008699189320933667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamacias.blogspot.com/2009/04/sorry-about-out-of-date-valentines.html' title=''/><author><name>lisalisalisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06078665062955836969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SSm23SuuYYI/AAAAAAAAAHs/uNXhA4HNNtQ/S220/DSC00031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/Sd_ukb0kETI/AAAAAAAAAKM/5NV3Q00iMKg/s72-c/Baby+A.+Face+shot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2117711389178583289.post-9207209423137258358</id><published>2009-02-01T21:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T15:07:52.865-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrate good times'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='come on'/><title type='text'>Aiden Trey Macias</title><content type='html'>Hi newest baby to the big Macias family! We love you so much and are so happy you got here so safely. Here are some of the pictures from his birthday and the day after, sorry about the fuzzy-ness, but such exquisitely lovely baby cuddly-ness wasn't dampened a bit so no worries. Now for the goods. (pictures)&lt;br /&gt;Here is the sweet little Aiden Tray Macias, all bundled up for our viewing pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298079810840329186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SYaPhHzOe-I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/VJaSvsb3nR0/s400/Aiden+first+born.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, so sweet weighin' in at 6 precious pounds, 11 adorable ounces and 20 incredible inches.&lt;/div&gt;(check out those guns ;-})&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298079812580469714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SYaPhOSG69I/AAAAAAAAAJY/3yZv9QQwjzg/s400/Aiden+in+hospital.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And check out the smile on his supremely happy big bubba little Ray. What luck he finally has someone to play "1st mate" to his captain (isn't that right junior &amp;amp; luz?). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298079814042655970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SYaPhTuuHOI/AAAAAAAAAJg/fhf2llBJQHU/s400/Miley+and+Aiden.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2117711389178583289-9207209423137258358?l=lisamacias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamacias.blogspot.com/feeds/9207209423137258358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2117711389178583289&amp;postID=9207209423137258358' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2117711389178583289/posts/default/9207209423137258358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2117711389178583289/posts/default/9207209423137258358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamacias.blogspot.com/2009/02/aiden-tray-macias.html' title='Aiden Trey Macias'/><author><name>lisalisalisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06078665062955836969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SSm23SuuYYI/AAAAAAAAAHs/uNXhA4HNNtQ/S220/DSC00031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SYaPhHzOe-I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/VJaSvsb3nR0/s72-c/Aiden+first+born.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2117711389178583289.post-5243685871021035456</id><published>2009-01-23T23:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T00:15:04.192-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hmmmm'/><title type='text'>So sad</title><content type='html'>I am so sorry about the sad, sad, so sad state of this blog and its sorry excuse for update and content.&lt;br /&gt;But sitting here at 12:57 a.m. laughing while I watch Holli mimick the creepy "latina" ad girls for "fonochat" that invade late night t.v. (during Chelsea Lately), I realize that I have a gold mine of interesting observations in this oh so funny best-y of mine.&lt;br /&gt;So, although I know that when I re-read this blog during daylight I will probably gasp in horror at-what-at-the-time-seemed-funny-but-now-notsomuch, right now I'm still giggling...so be warned....!!!... there may be more to come. (but maybe not-we all know how often I update this thing- I mean really, any one else completely annoyed with hearing Playradioplay! ? ;-})&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2117711389178583289-5243685871021035456?l=lisamacias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamacias.blogspot.com/feeds/5243685871021035456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2117711389178583289&amp;postID=5243685871021035456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2117711389178583289/posts/default/5243685871021035456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2117711389178583289/posts/default/5243685871021035456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamacias.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-sad.html' title='So sad'/><author><name>lisalisalisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06078665062955836969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SSm23SuuYYI/AAAAAAAAAHs/uNXhA4HNNtQ/S220/DSC00031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2117711389178583289.post-7616775476150595821</id><published>2008-11-28T00:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T00:15:35.976-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brag'/><title type='text'>Hey-Oh</title><content type='html'>Yep, the season is upon us- and I'm gettin' into the swing of things by changing backgrounds/headers you name it (but not really). Anyway there shall be some holiday bragging (on my part) and some sincere compliments or ..ahem......&lt;em&gt;silent&lt;/em&gt; suffering on your part, to commence shortly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wink, wink!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2117711389178583289-7616775476150595821?l=lisamacias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamacias.blogspot.com/feeds/7616775476150595821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2117711389178583289&amp;postID=7616775476150595821' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2117711389178583289/posts/default/7616775476150595821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2117711389178583289/posts/default/7616775476150595821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamacias.blogspot.com/2008/11/hey-oh.html' title='Hey-Oh'/><author><name>lisalisalisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06078665062955836969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SSm23SuuYYI/AAAAAAAAAHs/uNXhA4HNNtQ/S220/DSC00031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2117711389178583289.post-5390864321925262900</id><published>2008-11-08T22:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T22:37:15.840-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hmmmm'/><title type='text'>Just thinkin'</title><content type='html'>Though I'm not naturally honest, I am so sometimes by chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-William Shakespeare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You ever hear something and think, "yeah that's me!", then say so out loud, then think hmmm? should I have admitted that?...yeah that happens to me......a lot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2117711389178583289-5390864321925262900?l=lisamacias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamacias.blogspot.com/feeds/5390864321925262900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2117711389178583289&amp;postID=5390864321925262900' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2117711389178583289/posts/default/5390864321925262900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2117711389178583289/posts/default/5390864321925262900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamacias.blogspot.com/2008/11/just-thinkin.html' title='Just thinkin&apos;'/><author><name>lisalisalisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06078665062955836969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SSm23SuuYYI/AAAAAAAAAHs/uNXhA4HNNtQ/S220/DSC00031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2117711389178583289.post-3484366227309589925</id><published>2008-11-05T22:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T22:03:48.715-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Word</title><content type='html'>1. &lt;strong&gt;word&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A versatile declaration, originating (more or less) in hip-hop culture. "Word" has no single meaning, but is used to convey a casual sense of affirmation, acknowledgement, agreement, or&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;to indicate that something has impressed you favorably.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Its usage among young blacks has been parodied ad nauseam among clueless suburban whites.&lt;br /&gt;I concur, my fellow African American friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;urbandictionary.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;e.g. -the following....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265439424738062882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 351px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SRKZQmHZciI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/DWokXEXltU4/s400/superman.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265439426262246850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 351px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SRKZQryypcI/AAAAAAAAAHY/iwEXqryHVbA/s400/sniper.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265439419335102690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 351px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SRKZQR_O0OI/AAAAAAAAAHI/AMGoTJOsUSQ/s400/redneck.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265439418055207410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 351px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SRKZQNOFKfI/AAAAAAAAAHA/pfX0uJ-tMUs/s400/kid.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265439048196498802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 276px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SRKY6rY5JXI/AAAAAAAAAG4/R9sDBzt_-qo/s400/hooters.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265439041930936914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 351px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SRKY6UDEQlI/AAAAAAAAAGw/OfCDuIumWIM/s400/hiding.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265439037650459090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 351px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SRKY6EGhWdI/AAAAAAAAAGo/ZJPfQGnq1fA/s400/collars.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265439038459788594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 276px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SRKY6HHevTI/AAAAAAAAAGY/kc2yYixtzDU/s400/ad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265439039346269938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 276px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SRKY6Ka1XvI/AAAAAAAAAGg/d6A0ln12BXY/s400/bush.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2117711389178583289-3484366227309589925?l=lisamacias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamacias.blogspot.com/feeds/3484366227309589925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2117711389178583289&amp;postID=3484366227309589925' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2117711389178583289/posts/default/3484366227309589925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2117711389178583289/posts/default/3484366227309589925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamacias.blogspot.com/2008/11/word.html' title='Word'/><author><name>lisalisalisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06078665062955836969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SSm23SuuYYI/AAAAAAAAAHs/uNXhA4HNNtQ/S220/DSC00031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SRKZQmHZciI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/DWokXEXltU4/s72-c/superman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2117711389178583289.post-1001248844944800607</id><published>2008-10-22T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T22:37:40.409-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funnies'/><title type='text'>Why girls (like me) are still single.</title><content type='html'>Thanks mom, this does say it best.&lt;br /&gt;                                   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-4a542e63dcdb624c" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4a542e63dcdb624c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331296779%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2F347AB28A764998B0F38D52D00FAB1BBC1687B9.AD8581C33C94D5DC48BA117069259DF5122AF3E%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4a542e63dcdb624c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DpnkMmFeeWxh8zDgVsCbYrXGZoZM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4a542e63dcdb624c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331296779%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2F347AB28A764998B0F38D52D00FAB1BBC1687B9.AD8581C33C94D5DC48BA117069259DF5122AF3E%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4a542e63dcdb624c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DpnkMmFeeWxh8zDgVsCbYrXGZoZM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2117711389178583289-1001248844944800607?l=lisamacias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=4a542e63dcdb624c&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamacias.blogspot.com/feeds/1001248844944800607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2117711389178583289&amp;postID=1001248844944800607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2117711389178583289/posts/default/1001248844944800607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2117711389178583289/posts/default/1001248844944800607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamacias.blogspot.com/2008/10/why-girls-like-me-are-still-single.html' title='Why girls (like me) are still single.'/><author><name>lisalisalisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06078665062955836969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SSm23SuuYYI/AAAAAAAAAHs/uNXhA4HNNtQ/S220/DSC00031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2117711389178583289.post-8456285601853851932</id><published>2008-10-17T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T19:45:23.124-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funnies'/><title type='text'>Funnies from Quatar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SPlModf4olI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/I6t-U7mxf6E/s1600-h/027+Water.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258318297928606290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SPlModf4olI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/I6t-U7mxf6E/s400/027+Water.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SPlMems7itI/AAAAAAAAAGI/fqd5rC2FxBw/s1600-h/027+soccer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258318128600550098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SPlMems7itI/AAAAAAAAAGI/fqd5rC2FxBw/s400/027+soccer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SPlLA-Uj_sI/AAAAAAAAAGA/PGVCRCWqBSk/s1600-h/041+team.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258316520033091266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SPlLA-Uj_sI/AAAAAAAAAGA/PGVCRCWqBSk/s400/041+team.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from my brother, for your entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2117711389178583289-8456285601853851932?l=lisamacias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamacias.blogspot.com/feeds/8456285601853851932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2117711389178583289&amp;postID=8456285601853851932' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2117711389178583289/posts/default/8456285601853851932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2117711389178583289/posts/default/8456285601853851932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamacias.blogspot.com/2008/10/funnies-from-quatar.html' title='Funnies from Quatar'/><author><name>lisalisalisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06078665062955836969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SSm23SuuYYI/AAAAAAAAAHs/uNXhA4HNNtQ/S220/DSC00031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SPlModf4olI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/I6t-U7mxf6E/s72-c/027+Water.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2117711389178583289.post-2501908498822735021</id><published>2008-10-05T22:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T23:03:35.783-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yeah'/><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary Momma and Daddy!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;My lovely parents have been married for 27 crazy, hairpulling, gut-busting years.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hooooooooooooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;ooooooooooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;oooooooooooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Hoooooooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;ooooooooooooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;oo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Alright, senior citizens way to hang in there.^'''' ''''^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(two thumbs up....yeah I &lt;em&gt;did &lt;/em&gt;just make that up....no I am &lt;em&gt;not &lt;/em&gt;lying....and yes I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;know&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I just blew your mind&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;(&lt;said&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; said in a whisper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Of course, seriously I couldn't be more proud of you both, evryone knows that we've had rough patches and hard times but you've always taught us how to depend on one another and always showed us what it means to love each other. I couldn't ask for anything more from you both, yet I forever know that you will never stop giving. I love that you love people, strangers and friends, I am amazed at your generousity, courage, and kindness. And I know that where-ever you are, I can call that home. I miss you, I love you, and I am always thinking about you, I don't think a day goes by that I don't remember something one of you has said and smile (or more likely laugh). Thank you for giving me memories to be proud of and the motivation to hope I can be more like you.&lt;br /&gt;Love your little bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/2117711389178583289-2501908498822735021?l=lisamacias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamacias.blogspot.com/feeds/2501908498822735021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2117711389178583289&amp;postID=2501908498822735021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2117711389178583289/posts/default/2501908498822735021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2117711389178583289/posts/default/2501908498822735021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamacias.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-anniversary-momma-and-daddy.html' title='Happy Anniversary Momma and Daddy!!!!!!!'/><author><name>lisalisalisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06078665062955836969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SSm23SuuYYI/AAAAAAAAAHs/uNXhA4HNNtQ/S220/DSC00031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2117711389178583289.post-7179562301398723641</id><published>2008-09-19T18:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T18:25:44.289-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hmmmm'/><title type='text'>So...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;You may have noticed a rash of random pictures as posts lately and the reason it two-fold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-1. It is cheaper than posting but just as filling &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(recall my weakness for cheapness).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-2. I am lazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;No (but yeah) I think a good laugh is just as good as a tear-jerking birthday post &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(recall my fondness for those in the summer months), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;but anyway enjoy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247908079279018514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SNRQl-9UEhI/AAAAAAAAAF4/qYCPKSh857s/s400/God%27s+creatures--from+jessica.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Oh and if you are wondering, "where does she get this stuff? [giggle, giggle, snort]" I, just like you.....steal it from other peoples' blogs (Just kidding/ but really).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2117711389178583289-7179562301398723641?l=lisamacias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamacias.blogspot.com/feeds/7179562301398723641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2117711389178583289&amp;postID=7179562301398723641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2117711389178583289/posts/default/7179562301398723641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2117711389178583289/posts/default/7179562301398723641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamacias.blogspot.com/2008/09/so.html' title='So...'/><author><name>lisalisalisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06078665062955836969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SSm23SuuYYI/AAAAAAAAAHs/uNXhA4HNNtQ/S220/DSC00031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SNRQl-9UEhI/AAAAAAAAAF4/qYCPKSh857s/s72-c/God%27s+creatures--from+jessica.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2117711389178583289.post-7054958285815584425</id><published>2008-09-18T15:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T16:29:25.942-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='huh?'/><title type='text'>And, a little more inspiration for your day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SNLdEEhw_jI/AAAAAAAAAFw/dqHdFHmzqdY/s1600-h/008+courage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247499577844629042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SNLdEEhw_jI/AAAAAAAAAFw/dqHdFHmzqdY/s400/008+courage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SNLc_doelrI/AAAAAAAAAFo/hF7p0Nzstz4/s1600-h/006+ghey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247499498684323506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SNLc_doelrI/AAAAAAAAAFo/hF7p0Nzstz4/s400/006+ghey.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again courtesy of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bubba&lt;/span&gt; Jr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                             *******Disclaimer******* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If this offends you I am sorry.... I'm sorry you take yourself so seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2117711389178583289-7054958285815584425?l=lisamacias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamacias.blogspot.com/feeds/7054958285815584425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2117711389178583289&amp;postID=7054958285815584425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2117711389178583289/posts/default/7054958285815584425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2117711389178583289/posts/default/7054958285815584425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamacias.blogspot.com/2008/09/and-little-more-inspiration-for-your.html' title='And, a little more inspiration for your day...'/><author><name>lisalisalisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06078665062955836969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SSm23SuuYYI/AAAAAAAAAHs/uNXhA4HNNtQ/S220/DSC00031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SNLdEEhw_jI/AAAAAAAAAFw/dqHdFHmzqdY/s72-c/008+courage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2117711389178583289.post-6715185894198157406</id><published>2008-09-16T15:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T15:47:04.450-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='huh?'/><title type='text'>Oh the e-mails we get</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We've all seen them on the side of the Freeway, in High Schools, Dentist's Offices, and other places of inspiration. But now (dramatic pause) a new class of motivational posters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246753296918385506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SNA2UzbuE2I/AAAAAAAAAFY/mJaqnG4wVQs/s400/002+Batman.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246753430807797634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SNA2cmNcX4I/AAAAAAAAAFg/utsF4vItZ68/s400/001+ass_or_cake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The above email &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gems&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; courtesy of my brother Junior.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2117711389178583289-6715185894198157406?l=lisamacias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamacias.blogspot.com/feeds/6715185894198157406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2117711389178583289&amp;postID=6715185894198157406' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2117711389178583289/posts/default/6715185894198157406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2117711389178583289/posts/default/6715185894198157406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamacias.blogspot.com/2008/09/oh-e-mails-we-get.html' title='Oh the e-mails we get'/><author><name>lisalisalisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06078665062955836969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SSm23SuuYYI/AAAAAAAAAHs/uNXhA4HNNtQ/S220/DSC00031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SNA2UzbuE2I/AAAAAAAAAFY/mJaqnG4wVQs/s72-c/002+Batman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2117711389178583289.post-862018563436506954</id><published>2008-09-04T15:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T16:09:09.980-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blah'/><title type='text'>A blog a day....</title><content type='html'>Is way too often &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(for me-not you. You keep right on chugging along).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I do read blogs that post with beautiful regularly- and I love it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I love that constant devotion that says, "Yes, I will have something new for you to read tomorrow. Do not fear Lisa, my love, my only &lt;em&gt;true&lt;/em&gt; fan, I will not disappoint you." -yeah&lt;strong&gt; that's&lt;/strong&gt; the stuff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sorry sweetness but alas this is not an equal relationship, dear consistent blog writing lovelies...I confess I am a little blog flakey, a little lazy-perhaps but then again you love &lt;em&gt;me&lt;/em&gt; just a little bit more than I love &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; and I think that's only natural. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(But don't fear, I'll never leave you.......where would I go? really....where?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2117711389178583289-862018563436506954?l=lisamacias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamacias.blogspot.com/feeds/862018563436506954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2117711389178583289&amp;postID=862018563436506954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2117711389178583289/posts/default/862018563436506954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2117711389178583289/posts/default/862018563436506954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamacias.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-day.html' title='A blog a day....'/><author><name>lisalisalisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06078665062955836969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SSm23SuuYYI/AAAAAAAAAHs/uNXhA4HNNtQ/S220/DSC00031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2117711389178583289.post-1475679270070424361</id><published>2008-08-31T13:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T14:11:56.387-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blah'/><title type='text'>Hi</title><content type='html'>..howareya? Doing good? Good.&lt;br /&gt;Here's a little posty-post just to kill some time, and because even &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; think it's depressing when I look at my blog and it's the same old post that I've already seen the title of, like, a bagillion times. So this is kinda like filler- ya know, no real content, but it makes things look fluffy and more filled in- yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Don't be scared no one really gets my analogies except for me (and even I'm sketchy on whether they make sense or not..but shhhhhhh...let's keep that to ourselves.))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So school's been "in" for a week now at the U and it's gonna be busy, but what the HEdoublehockeysticks, nothings worth having that wasn't hard to get, or so they say. (I personally don't agree- I love lots of things that I don't have to work for, infact I might go so far as to say I &lt;em&gt;prefer &lt;/em&gt;them j/k but anyway). It's hot right now and I am sitting in my room, on my bed, with this darn laptop making the fronts of my legs sweat...yuck. Alright you've suffered through enough of this "filler" post- didn't think it would be &lt;em&gt;soo&lt;/em&gt; boring did you- so you got sucked in 'cause you thought it might merit a laugh or two, and then you had to finish it because "you'd already started" and you hadn't &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; given up hope &lt;strong&gt;yet&lt;/strong&gt;, but now it's drawing to a close and you're angry, ya feel cheated, and a little sad all the same because you &lt;em&gt;had&lt;/em&gt; been excited that one out of your thousand of blog buddies had finally updated something and now you've already read it. So now what else will you do with the 23 hours 55 minutes of this miserable day between the suicide inducing hotmess we call summer and the tenderly beautiful life assuring season of fall?- well better luck next time &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sucker&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2117711389178583289-1475679270070424361?l=lisamacias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamacias.blogspot.com/feeds/1475679270070424361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2117711389178583289&amp;postID=1475679270070424361' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2117711389178583289/posts/default/1475679270070424361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2117711389178583289/posts/default/1475679270070424361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamacias.blogspot.com/2008/08/hi.html' title='Hi'/><author><name>lisalisalisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06078665062955836969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SSm23SuuYYI/AAAAAAAAAHs/uNXhA4HNNtQ/S220/DSC00031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2117711389178583289.post-4551847062580006504</id><published>2008-08-25T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T21:09:37.854-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Foody'/><title type='text'>Oh no they di'n't!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SLOAj3yAq2I/AAAAAAAAAE8/n5mYZD2l0wU/s1600-h/burgerkingad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238672145319504738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SLOAj3yAq2I/AAAAAAAAAE8/n5mYZD2l0wU/s400/burgerkingad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ummhuh, they sure did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*I actually really like Burger King, just read any of their little blurbs on the back of their boxes or bags and you'll know why, besides they just came out with the big guns you know the kraft mac 'n cheese, oh be still my heart.....sigh. and it's only like a buck 50....my &lt;strong&gt;only&lt;/strong&gt; weakness(es); cheese and cheapness!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;By way of explanation- the Whopper IS actually bigger than the big mac and (bonus) it costs less.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2117711389178583289-4551847062580006504?l=lisamacias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamacias.blogspot.com/feeds/4551847062580006504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2117711389178583289&amp;postID=4551847062580006504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2117711389178583289/posts/default/4551847062580006504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2117711389178583289/posts/default/4551847062580006504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamacias.blogspot.com/2008/08/oh-no-they-dint.html' title='Oh no they di&apos;n&apos;t!'/><author><name>lisalisalisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06078665062955836969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SSm23SuuYYI/AAAAAAAAAHs/uNXhA4HNNtQ/S220/DSC00031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SLOAj3yAq2I/AAAAAAAAAE8/n5mYZD2l0wU/s72-c/burgerkingad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2117711389178583289.post-5176846891961154604</id><published>2008-08-21T14:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T20:56:22.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sew what's up?</title><content type='html'>Corny title &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(I know..suck it...or don't depending on your attitude) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;but yeah I have been bitten by the sewing bug, but alas school starts for me on Monday so I can't be too infected by it. Any way I just wanted to say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(brag) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and show pictures of my latest &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(and probably last for a little while) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;completed project- A present for my favorite sister in law. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238295315247176466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SLIp1eXmmxI/AAAAAAAAAEc/kNbp0QLxGo8/s400/blue+apron+skinny+enhanced.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Well, actually two presents, because really can you &lt;em&gt;HAVE too many&lt;/em&gt; aprons? Nah...didn't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238295325869330226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SLIp2F8HzzI/AAAAAAAAAEs/DJCwkpUav8k/s400/yellow+apron+enhanced.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And more for me than for anyone else.....dundududa......(crappy) close ups of the the goods, yeah that's right....the pockets!!!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238295332053872594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SLIp2c-ob9I/AAAAAAAAAE0/I4_e2aptPIw/s400/yellow+apron+pocket+enhanced.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WooWoot!!!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238295319614627122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SLIp1uo4nTI/AAAAAAAAAEk/SJDNliEHNkg/s400/close+up+blue+pocket.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh and just in case any of you didn't know, I LOVE, LOVE aprons, and in my mind anything that I like &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(by default)&lt;/span&gt; makes a good gift for anyone else, honestly I would make a man an apron anyday too &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(just call it a grillin' splatter protector or fancy it up with words like chef, boss, or king of the _____ &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(insert appropriate noun)&lt;/span&gt; ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2117711389178583289-5176846891961154604?l=lisamacias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamacias.blogspot.com/feeds/5176846891961154604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2117711389178583289&amp;postID=5176846891961154604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2117711389178583289/posts/default/5176846891961154604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2117711389178583289/posts/default/5176846891961154604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamacias.blogspot.com/2008/08/sew-whats-up.html' title='Sew what&apos;s up?'/><author><name>lisalisalisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06078665062955836969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SSm23SuuYYI/AAAAAAAAAHs/uNXhA4HNNtQ/S220/DSC00031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SLIp1eXmmxI/AAAAAAAAAEc/kNbp0QLxGo8/s72-c/blue+apron+skinny+enhanced.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2117711389178583289.post-4325495508911344124</id><published>2008-08-18T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T23:42:29.322-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I see stars'/><title type='text'>Guess who?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SKpqa3EMPFI/AAAAAAAAAD4/pjMyMXj4SeA/s1600-h/102_1081Rosatattoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236114526462295122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SKpqa3EMPFI/AAAAAAAAAD4/pjMyMXj4SeA/s400/102_1081Rosatattoo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep.......it's Rosa! She got ink'd, a new tat, tickled with the inky needle.... I know I sound so bad*** right....no didn't think so. Anyway for those of you who were asking...(all,um....one of you) here's the foe-toe. Enjoydiddilyoi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don't worry she was all smiles the next day!!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236115030858265346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SKpq4OFj8wI/AAAAAAAAAEA/luGeEIA8Tvw/s400/102_1085rosaglasses.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2117711389178583289-4325495508911344124?l=lisamacias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamacias.blogspot.com/feeds/4325495508911344124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2117711389178583289&amp;postID=4325495508911344124' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2117711389178583289/posts/default/4325495508911344124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2117711389178583289/posts/default/4325495508911344124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamacias.blogspot.com/2008/08/guess-who.html' title='Guess who?'/><author><name>lisalisalisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06078665062955836969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SSm23SuuYYI/AAAAAAAAAHs/uNXhA4HNNtQ/S220/DSC00031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SKpqa3EMPFI/AAAAAAAAAD4/pjMyMXj4SeA/s72-c/102_1081Rosatattoo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2117711389178583289.post-2956771576919443500</id><published>2008-08-05T15:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T20:37:00.614-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Little Bubba</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rur5wKoua1o&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rur5wKoua1o&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you little, I love you big, I love you like my little fat pig.&lt;br /&gt;I hope everything in your day went well, I love you so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How you used to get out of trouble by "telling on yourself".&lt;br /&gt;How you had (and still have) mom wrapped around your little finger with ojitos (butterfly kisses).&lt;br /&gt;The video of you telling Mansi you were going to tell Abuela about water on her concrete.&lt;br /&gt;That time that little boy thought your name WAS Bubba because that's all we used to call you (compliments of Luz).&lt;br /&gt;Waking up to your tiny hands wrapped viciously in my tangled hair.&lt;br /&gt;How you used to carry my violin to school for me.&lt;br /&gt;How you used to keep my shirt from falling off my shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;How you always wanted to be sick if I was.&lt;br /&gt;How you used to tell mommy that when you grew up you were going to marry her.&lt;br /&gt;How you were going to be a pilot and fly her all over the world.&lt;br /&gt;I remember you playing army guys with your little fingers all over the backseat.&lt;br /&gt;That you always stood up for me even when I was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;You love me unconditionally (the way Luz loves you).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will always love you, always be proud of you, always think of you and smile, and always wish I told you more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love sissy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2117711389178583289-2956771576919443500?l=lisamacias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamacias.blogspot.com/feeds/2956771576919443500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2117711389178583289&amp;postID=2956771576919443500' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2117711389178583289/posts/default/2956771576919443500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2117711389178583289/posts/default/2956771576919443500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamacias.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-birthday-little-bubba.html' title='Happy Birthday Little Bubba'/><author><name>lisalisalisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06078665062955836969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SSm23SuuYYI/AAAAAAAAAHs/uNXhA4HNNtQ/S220/DSC00031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2117711389178583289.post-674388987723038479</id><published>2008-07-31T13:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T13:34:12.270-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blah'/><title type='text'>Case of the Mondays</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone, anyone else notice that no one seems to post much in the summer except for you? It's probably because in the summer, days seem to either be frantically busy or mind numbingly dull- so sad. So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;everyone's&lt;/span&gt; caught between&lt;br /&gt;1) being too busy to spend the time creating a post (rereading it to make sure you don't sound too &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dislexic&lt;/span&gt;, re-rereading it to make sure just the right amount of crazy is seeping in to your words to show people you have a sense of humor but not so much that your loved ones know its finally time to call the white coats)&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;2) being so bored (to death) that you can not possibly string an interesting sentence together if your life depended on it.&lt;br /&gt;Which it does not... let's face it the only people who read these are blog stalkers and the nicest of your friends and both of those groups will love you sans-post or post.  Well I love you too.&lt;br /&gt;And you're welcome because look I posted!&lt;br /&gt;(p.s. I fall in to the blog stalkers group- creepy, but you know you like it.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2117711389178583289-674388987723038479?l=lisamacias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamacias.blogspot.com/feeds/674388987723038479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2117711389178583289&amp;postID=674388987723038479' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2117711389178583289/posts/default/674388987723038479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2117711389178583289/posts/default/674388987723038479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamacias.blogspot.com/2008/07/case-of-mondays.html' title='Case of the Mondays'/><author><name>lisalisalisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06078665062955836969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SSm23SuuYYI/AAAAAAAAAHs/uNXhA4HNNtQ/S220/DSC00031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2117711389178583289.post-983070573441104354</id><published>2008-07-20T23:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T17:27:26.482-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moving'/><title type='text'>BitterSweet</title><content type='html'>You know how they say, "when it rains, it pours" ya well that's not always true, it just mostly feels that way.&lt;br /&gt;Like right now it seems like in my adoptive family a whole lots goin' on. Jen and her clan are moving away now and even though we all knew it was coming it still seem like it's snuck up "like a thief in the night", (as holli likes to say). Then there's Cassie and Drew and their three sweet little girls who will be leaving way too soon as well and tomorrow I'll be one more year closer to death, man oh man (tear). But of course there's always an up side if you look hard enough (or lie to yourself).&lt;br /&gt;Jen and co are an amazingly close family who know how to lean on and be there for one another and Cassie's family is going to be too close for us not to visit and for me one day closer to death is no problem when you get 24 hours to tell the people you love that they are important to you.&lt;br /&gt;So thank you; Jenny, Rich, Haley, Megan, AJ, and Austin for being amazing examples of a strong, thoughtful, compassionate, fun-loving family and for the four (too short) years that you let me impose and get to know and love the caring way that you watch out for each other.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you; Cassie, Drew, Kirstyn, Kam, and Kaide for letting me love on your girls and illustrating what it is like to love each other without judgement and with careful consideration and patient understanding.&lt;br /&gt;I am so glad to have gotten to meet you all and get to see your loving families as amazing examples. There's so much more I could say about each and every one of you and I really, honestly want to say that I love you all and am grateful to have been allowed a small paragraph in your amazing lives.&lt;br /&gt;All the best and hope to see ya soon.&lt;br /&gt;xoxoXXoOOxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2117711389178583289-983070573441104354?l=lisamacias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamacias.blogspot.com/feeds/983070573441104354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2117711389178583289&amp;postID=983070573441104354' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2117711389178583289/posts/default/983070573441104354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2117711389178583289/posts/default/983070573441104354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamacias.blogspot.com/2008/07/bittersweet.html' title='BitterSweet'/><author><name>lisalisalisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06078665062955836969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SSm23SuuYYI/AAAAAAAAAHs/uNXhA4HNNtQ/S220/DSC00031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2117711389178583289.post-2804611210380050971</id><published>2008-06-26T17:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T21:08:36.865-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Foody'/><title type='text'>Flaxseed Cinnamon Muffins- Ooh la la</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.nataliedee.com/060106/dry-ass-bran-muffin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.nataliedee.com/060106/dry-ass-bran-muffin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Okay here we go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sorry for the dramatic (week long) pause.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cook Time: 15 minutes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Preparation: Preheat oven to 350 F. Liberally butter muffin tins. Makes 12 small muffins. Do not use paper muffin liners - they will stick.&lt;/p&gt;1. Pour boiling water over cranberries. Let sit for 5 minutes and pour off water.&lt;br /&gt;2. Mix dry ingredients in bigger bowl and wet ingredients (minus the cranberries) separately, then mix them together.&lt;br /&gt;3. Let mixture stand for 10 minutes to thicken.&lt;br /&gt;4. Fold in cranberries. (You can vary with blueberries, applesauce, or mashed bananas.)&lt;br /&gt;5. Fill each muffin cup about half way (about 2 TBS), and sprinkle with nuts.&lt;br /&gt;6. Bake about 15 minutes or until a toothpick inserted in the center comes out clean.Keep up to a week in the refrigerator or 3 months in the freezer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingredients:&lt;br /&gt;1 cup whole fresh cranberries&lt;br /&gt;1 1/4 cup flax seed meal (can easily grind your own)&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon baking powder&lt;br /&gt;3 tablespoons cinnamon&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon nutmeg&lt;br /&gt;1/2 teaspoon salt&lt;br /&gt;4 large eggs, beaten&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup olive oil&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup sugar-free syrup such as Da Vinci's or Torinis or 1/2 C "sweetening power" from&lt;br /&gt;other artificial sweetener (if powdered, dissolve in 1/2 cup water)&lt;br /&gt;1 tablespoon vanilla&lt;br /&gt;2 tablespoons grated orange peel&lt;br /&gt;3/4 cup chopped walnuts or pecans (optional for topping)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For 12 muffins: Each muffin has 2 grams effective carbohydrate plus 6 grams fiber and 6 grams protein.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2117711389178583289-2804611210380050971?l=lisamacias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamacias.blogspot.com/feeds/2804611210380050971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2117711389178583289&amp;postID=2804611210380050971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2117711389178583289/posts/default/2804611210380050971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2117711389178583289/posts/default/2804611210380050971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamacias.blogspot.com/2008/06/flaxseed-cinnamon-muffins-ooh-la-la.html' title='Flaxseed Cinnamon Muffins- Ooh la la'/><author><name>lisalisalisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06078665062955836969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SSm23SuuYYI/AAAAAAAAAHs/uNXhA4HNNtQ/S220/DSC00031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2117711389178583289.post-603657972125922615</id><published>2008-06-23T00:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T01:28:18.931-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipe Intro'/><title type='text'>Alright, prepare yourselves...</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone, ready for some text that isn't dripping with &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Happy Birthdays&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;odes to joy&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;testaments of un-dieing love&lt;/span&gt; for friends and family members...yeah I am too. I am just about &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;gagging&lt;/span&gt; on the sappiness that is "lisa's blog".  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright enough with the dramatics. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So guess what! &lt;em&gt;(I don't think that exclamation point is necessary especially after I claimed enough with dramatics...to late to change now.)&lt;/em&gt; Anyway- so we of the household of _______W ______N, Provo UT &lt;em&gt;(address omitted to keep my thousands of stalkers at bay......for now)&lt;/em&gt; are attempting to eat more healthily&lt;strong&gt;&lt;--&lt;/strong&gt; not sure that's a word but whatever if Bush can make up word so can I. Back to the topic, so in our increasing research into &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;healthilyeatingness&lt;/span&gt; I have discovered the amazing flax seed, yep I discovered it, you're welcome. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway so we here at "the house" have been experimenting with recipes with which we can exploit its awesome wholesome-y goodness. I will soon start sharing some of these successful recipes on my blog &lt;em&gt;(Thank you Cassie and Holli and Robin for willingly tasting my experiments and thanks Cassie for the suggestion to post recipes.)&lt;/em&gt; Send all hate mail for said recipes directly to Cassie's Blog &lt;em&gt;(Just kidding, but no, really.)&lt;/em&gt; Anyway if you want to learn a little more about this healthy low carb seed you can find some good recipes and info &lt;a href="http://lowcarbdiets.about.com/od/whattoeat/a/flaxinfo.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well blog ya later- thanks for readin'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2117711389178583289-603657972125922615?l=lisamacias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamacias.blogspot.com/feeds/603657972125922615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2117711389178583289&amp;postID=603657972125922615' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2117711389178583289/posts/default/603657972125922615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2117711389178583289/posts/default/603657972125922615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamacias.blogspot.com/2008/06/alright-prepare-yourselves.html' title='Alright, prepare yourselves...'/><author><name>lisalisalisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06078665062955836969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SSm23SuuYYI/AAAAAAAAAHs/uNXhA4HNNtQ/S220/DSC00031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2117711389178583289.post-7615101477072446427</id><published>2008-06-19T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T10:36:01.221-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><title type='text'>For my Rosa</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;SISTERS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.theglobeandmail.com/archives/RTGAM/images/20070803/wdip0804/braids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://images.theglobeandmail.com/archives/RTGAM/images/20070803/wdip0804/braids.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HAPPPPY&lt;/span&gt; BIRTHDAY&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you so much. I will never be able to tell you how overwhelmingly lucky I&lt;br /&gt;feel to have you as my big sister. You have always been a voice of understanding and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;encouragement&lt;/span&gt; to me. I am happy that you are always yourself and that you have the confidence to say the things that you feel need to be said and to do what needs to be done. I am com&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;plet&lt;/span&gt;ely amazed at the &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;amount&lt;/span&gt; of compassion and sensitivity you show to those that need it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Here are a few things that I wouldn't forget if you paid me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*I will never forget our notes under the door.&lt;br /&gt;*I won't forget that you pulled off my Barbie's head&lt;br /&gt;*Or that time I bit you on the tushie&lt;br /&gt;( none of these things being in any way my fault. );)&lt;br /&gt;*I will never forget your long luscious perm, your NKOTB (New Kids on the Block) sleep shirt, or how you wore that one piece purple onesie pajama that zipped all the way up the front (including feet pads) until it was uncomfortably tight and then ripped the feet out so you could continue to wear it.&lt;br /&gt;*I will never forget that I am pink and you are purple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I will never forget how you and Tabby scared our cousin into thinking you were a witch via the infamous scissor cut on Tabby's hand. *I will never forget how you lit fireworks (worms) on the basement floor, instead of outside on the step so that mom and dad wouldn't find out, pure unadulterated, misguided genius even at such a young age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I will never forget how you always told me I was pretty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;*I will never forget that you used to rub in my lotion for me because "it made my hands tired". *I will never forget that you never let your friends be mean to me.&lt;br /&gt;*I will never forget that you always tried to include me.&lt;br /&gt;*I will never forget that you let me be "right" even when I was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;*I will never forget that you let me be myself.&lt;br /&gt;*I will never forget that you will always be there for me.&lt;br /&gt;*I will always think of you when I watch a good (or bad) movie, when I hear the name Crystal, when I eat nachos, when I want ice cream, and when I see a little girl with long black hair in a pretty braid. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;I miss you and I love you. XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2117711389178583289-7615101477072446427?l=lisamacias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamacias.blogspot.com/feeds/7615101477072446427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2117711389178583289&amp;postID=7615101477072446427' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2117711389178583289/posts/default/7615101477072446427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2117711389178583289/posts/default/7615101477072446427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamacias.blogspot.com/2008/06/for-my-rosa.html' title='For my Rosa'/><author><name>lisalisalisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06078665062955836969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SSm23SuuYYI/AAAAAAAAAHs/uNXhA4HNNtQ/S220/DSC00031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2117711389178583289.post-8107607919603790846</id><published>2008-06-15T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T10:33:30.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Father's Day, daddy!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SFVSBxG7-DI/AAAAAAAAADk/R_hjr6a54ME/s1600-h/father%27s+day_Page_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SFVSBxG7-DI/AAAAAAAAADk/R_hjr6a54ME/s400/father%27s+day_Page_0.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212162334066997298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SFVR34K-1II/AAAAAAAAADc/f669bPLv6m0/s1600-h/father%27s+day_Page_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SFVR34K-1II/AAAAAAAAADc/f669bPLv6m0/s400/father%27s+day_Page_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212162164164318338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you so much Daddy, I didn't have a picture of you that wasn't a family picture or one of your highschool picture so I had to do without, but I love you and miss you and thank you for being my dad, a man I can look up to no matter where I am.&lt;br /&gt;I love you, love your princess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2117711389178583289-8107607919603790846?l=lisamacias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamacias.blogspot.com/feeds/8107607919603790846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2117711389178583289&amp;postID=8107607919603790846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2117711389178583289/posts/default/8107607919603790846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2117711389178583289/posts/default/8107607919603790846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamacias.blogspot.com/2008/06/happy-fathers-day-daddy.html' title='Happy Father&apos;s Day, daddy!!!'/><author><name>lisalisalisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06078665062955836969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SSm23SuuYYI/AAAAAAAAAHs/uNXhA4HNNtQ/S220/DSC00031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SFVSBxG7-DI/AAAAAAAAADk/R_hjr6a54ME/s72-c/father%27s+day_Page_0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2117711389178583289.post-3306450303352120998</id><published>2008-06-10T22:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T00:14:57.779-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><title type='text'>Lindsay, Lindsay, Lindsay!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SE97ZOi8KqI/AAAAAAAAAC0/SWtiFk-TVu0/s1600-h/linz+%27s+bday_Page_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SE97ZOi8KqI/AAAAAAAAAC0/SWtiFk-TVu0/s400/linz+%27s+bday_Page_0.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210518967222545058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SE97Ubl_84I/AAAAAAAAACs/90vrNreKmaA/s1600-h/linz+%27s+bday_Page_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SE97Ubl_84I/AAAAAAAAACs/90vrNreKmaA/s400/linz+%27s+bday_Page_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210518884825691010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday. I couldn't ask for a sweeter little sis'. Thank you so much for being a part of our family. I love you so much and hope you had the sweetest of all days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2117711389178583289-3306450303352120998?l=lisamacias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamacias.blogspot.com/feeds/3306450303352120998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2117711389178583289&amp;postID=3306450303352120998' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2117711389178583289/posts/default/3306450303352120998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2117711389178583289/posts/default/3306450303352120998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamacias.blogspot.com/2008/06/lindsay-lindsay-lindsay.html' title='Lindsay, Lindsay, Lindsay!!!!!!!'/><author><name>lisalisalisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06078665062955836969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SSm23SuuYYI/AAAAAAAAAHs/uNXhA4HNNtQ/S220/DSC00031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SE97ZOi8KqI/AAAAAAAAAC0/SWtiFk-TVu0/s72-c/linz+%27s+bday_Page_0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2117711389178583289.post-3612499215209109518</id><published>2008-06-06T22:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T23:57:32.194-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's to my Mom @ 29 forever!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SEoxND24ojI/AAAAAAAAACU/-74zELqVTdc/s1600-h/mom%27s+birthday_Page_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SEoxND24ojI/AAAAAAAAACU/-74zELqVTdc/s400/mom%27s+birthday_Page_0.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209030019450970674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SEoxDqPzHSI/AAAAAAAAACM/Cf_FaDAQBo4/s1600-h/photomom_Page_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SEoxDqPzHSI/AAAAAAAAACM/Cf_FaDAQBo4/s400/photomom_Page_0.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209029857957322018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2117711389178583289-3612499215209109518?l=lisamacias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamacias.blogspot.com/feeds/3612499215209109518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2117711389178583289&amp;postID=3612499215209109518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2117711389178583289/posts/default/3612499215209109518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2117711389178583289/posts/default/3612499215209109518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamacias.blogspot.com/2008/06/heres-to-my-mom-29-forever.html' title='Here&apos;s to my Mom @ 29 forever!'/><author><name>lisalisalisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06078665062955836969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SSm23SuuYYI/AAAAAAAAAHs/uNXhA4HNNtQ/S220/DSC00031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SEoxND24ojI/AAAAAAAAACU/-74zELqVTdc/s72-c/mom%27s+birthday_Page_0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2117711389178583289.post-6416906685155372015</id><published>2008-06-06T22:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T22:36:46.881-07:00</updated><title type='text'>June the Sixth</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday MOMMA!&lt;br /&gt;I love you to the moon and back, I am so happy that you could come out and see us, I miss you tons. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a collection of things about my mom that I love, things that make me laugh, and things that I wouldn't change for the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                My Mom&lt;br /&gt;Cries every time she leaves one of her kids.&lt;br /&gt;Gets a cold sore when she's stressed.&lt;br /&gt;Is generous to a fault.&lt;br /&gt;Loves her RED sweatpants.&lt;br /&gt;Will wear just about any shoes with any outfit.&lt;br /&gt;Played make believe with me and my sister while "the boys" were out.&lt;br /&gt;Taught me to believe in myself no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;Gave me the confidence to speak from my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Shows me the person I want to be.&lt;br /&gt;Thinks I am the person I hope I become.&lt;br /&gt;Always asks me how I am doing (and really wants to know).&lt;br /&gt;Will probably cry when she reads this post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2117711389178583289-6416906685155372015?l=lisamacias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamacias.blogspot.com/feeds/6416906685155372015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2117711389178583289&amp;postID=6416906685155372015' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2117711389178583289/posts/default/6416906685155372015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2117711389178583289/posts/default/6416906685155372015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamacias.blogspot.com/2008/06/june-sixth.html' title='June the Sixth'/><author><name>lisalisalisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06078665062955836969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SSm23SuuYYI/AAAAAAAAAHs/uNXhA4HNNtQ/S220/DSC00031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2117711389178583289.post-6485451653534865717</id><published>2008-05-30T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T20:05:01.512-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Backblogs'/><title type='text'>Miley's Second</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SEC_kRWrQEI/AAAAAAAAABo/8MyMNLiX8vw/s1600-h/miley%27s+birthday_Page_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SEC_kRWrQEI/AAAAAAAAABo/8MyMNLiX8vw/s320/miley%27s+birthday_Page_0.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206371799095001154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think the beginning of June is too late to post pictures from February..... yeah me neither, so here are a few pictures from Miley's &lt;em&gt;(A.K.A. "Ramon Macias version 3.0")&lt;/em&gt; Birthday Party at Chuck E. Cheese's. I love the faces he is making and if any of you know his daddy then you are probably grinning too, because that picture in the middle is the spitting image of a face Junior unwittingly makes all of the time. Note the slightly raised left eyebrow and food stained lower mouthal region, amazingly similar to his papa. Hil-ar-ious!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Love you guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2117711389178583289-6485451653534865717?l=lisamacias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamacias.blogspot.com/feeds/6485451653534865717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2117711389178583289&amp;postID=6485451653534865717' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2117711389178583289/posts/default/6485451653534865717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2117711389178583289/posts/default/6485451653534865717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamacias.blogspot.com/2008/05/mileys-second.html' title='Miley&apos;s Second'/><author><name>lisalisalisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06078665062955836969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SSm23SuuYYI/AAAAAAAAAHs/uNXhA4HNNtQ/S220/DSC00031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SEC_kRWrQEI/AAAAAAAAABo/8MyMNLiX8vw/s72-c/miley%27s+birthday_Page_0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2117711389178583289.post-570601767111931301</id><published>2008-05-26T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T21:55:45.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From Holli's latest internet Find</title><content type='html'>Had to put it on here because I'm sorry but it cracked me up! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Man who sneezes without hanky takes matters into his own hands."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(It's from some fortune generator thingy.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2117711389178583289-570601767111931301?l=lisamacias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamacias.blogspot.com/feeds/570601767111931301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2117711389178583289&amp;postID=570601767111931301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2117711389178583289/posts/default/570601767111931301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2117711389178583289/posts/default/570601767111931301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamacias.blogspot.com/2008/05/from-hollis-latest-internet-find.html' title='From Holli&apos;s latest internet Find'/><author><name>lisalisalisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06078665062955836969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SSm23SuuYYI/AAAAAAAAAHs/uNXhA4HNNtQ/S220/DSC00031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2117711389178583289.post-924917937104178697</id><published>2008-05-24T17:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T16:55:39.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoa</title><content type='html'>I soooo fell off the posting wagon. It has been 10 whole days since my last post (gasp...). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like things have been happening so fast. First we (Holli+Mindy+Jen..pause..+Robin+Cassie..pause..+Megan) went to Midway(beautiful little town in the mountains by Park City). Then Holli and I went (quick as lightning)down to Blanding to visit Becky+fam (sister of holli's that was MIA at Midway thingamabob (parenthesis inside of parenthesis inside of parenthesis ..(Am I like, just totally blowing your mind right now?....thought so))). And Yes I know that it is highly unlikely that any of my blog is grammatically correct. And now (to continue on with the real topic (hectic happenings)) my parents came down(or up and west)from Tennessee. Yeah icing on the cake. And lastly at this very moment there are about 16 live people (and 4 live animals of the cat and dog variety) in this one house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes we are celebrating Memorial Day to its fullest extent- by barbequing today and reflecting on it all tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;So you see busy, busy, busy with lots of reasons to not have posted. &lt;br /&gt;Well and that is just the summary, I will bore you out of your minds later when I elaborate and (dramatic pause) POST PICTURES yeaaaah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay enough of the talkie talk for now. See ya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2117711389178583289-924917937104178697?l=lisamacias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamacias.blogspot.com/feeds/924917937104178697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2117711389178583289&amp;postID=924917937104178697' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2117711389178583289/posts/default/924917937104178697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2117711389178583289/posts/default/924917937104178697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamacias.blogspot.com/2008/05/whoa.html' title='Whoa'/><author><name>lisalisalisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06078665062955836969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SSm23SuuYYI/AAAAAAAAAHs/uNXhA4HNNtQ/S220/DSC00031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2117711389178583289.post-5782315557040546756</id><published>2008-05-14T20:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T20:49:25.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back for More?</title><content type='html'>I know I visit everyone else's site five times a day......do you? &lt;br /&gt;No....then this is awkward.&lt;br /&gt;Any way I think I am going to do some back posting 'cause I have some cute pictures (from before now, despite my sad, sad, sad photography skills). So see ya soon, and maybe you'll see your self (here as a picture) or maybe not...we'll see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2117711389178583289-5782315557040546756?l=lisamacias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamacias.blogspot.com/feeds/5782315557040546756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2117711389178583289&amp;postID=5782315557040546756' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2117711389178583289/posts/default/5782315557040546756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2117711389178583289/posts/default/5782315557040546756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamacias.blogspot.com/2008/05/back-for-more.html' title='Back for More?'/><author><name>lisalisalisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06078665062955836969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SSm23SuuYYI/AAAAAAAAAHs/uNXhA4HNNtQ/S220/DSC00031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2117711389178583289.post-8830449005093099329</id><published>2008-05-13T00:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T01:28:26.267-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Post EVER!</title><content type='html'>Hi family, friends, and weirdos who like to read strangers blogs. This is my first post (hence the title) so ... reasonably I really have nothing {interesting} to say.&lt;br /&gt;This is mostly for people who already know me (as stated in the "About Me" section located to your left) but, for heck's sake, here's the long and short of me? &lt;---&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;read in Ron Burgundy style.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am doing this because I don't like to talk to people and now I won't have to (just kidding, but not really).I am in school, regrettably sarcastic, I love anything funny and reading random people's blogs (weird.. I know). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And um, maybe you've noticed my fondness for stating the obvious and for all the unnecessary buttons on the keypad ({--&lt;"') YEP you're in for a treat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay this has gone on long enough &lt;em&gt;sorry&lt;/em&gt;, but now you know what you're in for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2117711389178583289-8830449005093099329?l=lisamacias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisamacias.blogspot.com/feeds/8830449005093099329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2117711389178583289&amp;postID=8830449005093099329' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2117711389178583289/posts/default/8830449005093099329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2117711389178583289/posts/default/8830449005093099329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisamacias.blogspot.com/2008/05/first-post-ever.html' title='First Post EVER!'/><author><name>lisalisalisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06078665062955836969</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1R2S2AXei4Y/SSm23SuuYYI/AAAAAAAAAHs/uNXhA4HNNtQ/S220/DSC00031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry></feed>
