tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32270281742728079572012-01-02T04:44:10.749-08:00Wanna see what's on my mind? This blog does contain affiliate links and product endorsement.Shirleynoreply@blogger.comBlogger4141100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3227028174272807957.post-21447640717341237422011-10-02T09:15:00.000-07:002011-10-02T09:15:56.694-07:00

Firstly, I want to say if you would like to check out my weight loss progress you can read that at Diary of a Blob.  Secondly, if you would like to see what we are doing with our home through Habitat for Humanity you can read My Habitat Home. Let me just get right down to why I posted the links to these other blogs.  Firstly, My weight was attacked through a person that knows my husband. Let me

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Reedited blog post from September 11, 2008 It was a morning like any other. I woke at 5:00 AM to get ready for work. I was a manager at Burger King and needed to travel away from my home store because the franchise I worked for opened a store that didn't have enough crew. They depended on crew from other stores.   As usual I did my ritual shower, get dressed, hop into my new Kia Sephia that

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I've come to the conclusion that I fit in no where.  I am the person standing in the middle.  I wasn't fond of pickle-in-the-middle as a child and some things never change.  I am still the pickle.  I do not want to be plopped in the middle of a political or religious debate.  I hate both of those things a great deal.  I don't want to be dragged in.  What may be perceived as healthy to someone

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I'm not educated.  You heard me right!  I don't know a single thing and I can barely form a sentence because I'm not educated.  Their ain't no way I'm gonna allow yous to bring me down?  Darn it!  I can't even do improper sentence structure without being annoyed! My homonym is all wrong, double negatives aren't cool because two wrongs only make a right in Algebra, gonna isn't a word,  people who

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I have been to so many funerals it isn't even funny.  Each funeral has given me a different view on life.  The first one I attended was at the age of six.  My great uncle had passed away.  I didn't know uncle Joe.  I never met the guy but I heard that he was just like my dad.  Simply put he was not a nice guy at the time I didn't understand that. I stood as others cried.  I felt nothing for this

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My little girl has a dream.  She dreams of twirling, gliding, and daring jumps.  We are now in the middle of a biography about an Olympic medalist that she believes is a princess.  Yes, Michelle Kwan, you are a princess.  My goal as a mommy is to make sure every one of my children can achieve their dreams.  My oldest isn't so difficult to achieve.  He likes computers and information which we

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In my family June is full of events.  On The 12th is the anniversary of the day I met my husband, the 17th I have a cousin with a birthday, on the 21st is my own birthday, on the 22nd is another cousin who has a birthday, on the 25th is my wedding anniversary and somewhere in that mix of events is father's day.  We don't celebrate flag day there is way too much going on and the 4th of July is

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In 2008 I made a decision not to vote for John Edwards.  If John Edwards were to run today, I still would not vote for him to run my country.  Why?  He did not stand by his sick wife.  That is a key thing for me.  If you can't stand by your wife why would I want you to stand by America. You can't run as a president when things go bad.  I'm not talking about cheating on your spouse.  I can

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In recent news, bullies are getting arrested all over the place.  I think we have social media to thank for that.  Sadly, bullies are the focus because someone died most likely due to the depression placed on the victim.   I am incredibly happy, that after all these years, that people now know about bullies. I was bullied until I stood up and took action.  When I reach my boiling point, I tend

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There is a little girl in Florida who suffers from food allergies (peanuts).  Parents who have children who do not suffer are pickiting stating that their own children's rights are being violated.  Let's really evaluate this.  Every kid loves peanut butter and jelly.  What makes you think this little girl doesn't go home at night and cry because she isn't like other kids. That's what I did.  I

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The more I homeschool the more I begin to have views that may not be those of the party I'm affiliated with.   First, let me explain,  I recall being in third grade.  I sat in class with my brown hair and brown eyes.  I had a teacher with blond hair and blue eyes.  You must be saying to yourself, 'What does this have to do with education?'  It has everything to do with education, racism, maybe

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Several months ago, I brought my daughter to her doctor.  She has a wart on her elbow that just won't go away no matter what we do.  Some warts can become cancerous if not treated.  With this in mind, my daughter's doctor referred her to a dermatologist.  It was finally going to be removed and I was happy that I would not have to worry about it any longer. The day before the appointment the

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Season of The Witch was an awesome movie.  My warning:  It's not for fundamental Christians (the ones who say Harry Potter is a sin) or small children.  There is mild language and a lot of violence.  This movie stars Nicholas Cage and Ron Perlman.   I do have to say Nicholas Cage has come a long way.  He started off making movies that I was not in to at all into a string of completely awesome

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It began when I was a small child.  I had a dream and in this dream all I saw was black and a bunch of cars.  A few weeks later my great grandfather passed away.  I sat in my second grade class, chills ran down my spine, I recognized each one of the kids in my class.  I don't know how or why but I;m sure, I've never seen them before.  We had just moved and my bed wasn't set up yet.  I slept on

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This is going to be my first time writing about this and it isn't child friendly. Eight almost nine years ago I was twenty- seven a week from turning twenty- eight.  I did something I had never done before.  I had a lot of pain and regret based on that day.  Before I tell you about this day, I need to explain a few things about me. I don't believe in premarital sex.  I still really just don't

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This is my blog.  I write how I think or feel on this blog.  This is the only blog in which I do so.  My other blogs are for specific subjects, not my personal life.  I do not write about events in my life that are personal on my other blogs.  This is a personal blog and it will remain that way. If you land on this particular blog, you probably really irritate me.  Just saying that's how it goes

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I hate to be bring this stuff up during the holiday and bringing people down.  As with most bloggers writing tends to be therapy.  A memory hit me and I have to get it out.  This may be a tough read and I do urge you to wait until the holidays are over to read this.  No one needs this on their mind during a happy season.  As I mentioned my dad was an ordained minister.  I must have been about

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I think most people think of Christmas in a manner that makes them annoyed.  I know my husband has been annoyed by "Tis' The Season Cheer."  I think I've finally made him understand what Christmas means to me.  You see, Christmas was the only time I could pretend my family was normal.  Where I came from, the things that were going on didn't exist on Christmas Eve or Christmas.  Santa Clause

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I've read articles from people, probably not American, stating we don't truly have poverty here.   That simply isn't true.  Just recently a man was found near a popular shopping center in my region.  He froze to death, he was homeless.  He had no home to go to and I'm more than sure he stood at the corner of the lot stating he will work for food and shelter and I am equally sure he was snubbed

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I've questioned weather I should post something so personal.  I've kept my husband out of most of my readers lives.  I wanted to update on my last two posts Emotional Relationships and Marital Thoughts.  As I had stated before, emotionally my husband was about to cheat and he wasn't getting something out of our relationship. Me, being as determined as I am to overcome adversity, chose to think a

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This blog post isn't for little ones.  Please do not read if your child is able to read.  This is a grown up topic only.   I grew up going to church, many of you already knew this.  I grew up having an ordained minister who was a child molester (not me I was never raped) for a dad.  It's no surprise then that my thoughts on love, sex, and marriage have all been messed up and warped.  My poor

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My husband has the type of personality where any girl could easily fall for him.  If you're having an ugly day, he tells you you're beautiful and it's not just me he does this with.  This is something I've warned him about.  He is a really great guy but I've already seen warning signs and I'm not going to stand by and do nothing.  My husband ran into a girl who has cheated on her significant

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I don't have a religion and I don't want one.  I shut out so many people who were good because of religion.  I can't count how many times this person was a sinner or that.  My children always hear Luke 2 around Christmas but I don't want to send them to a place where they will learn to judge others.  I grew up believing God is the only entity who has the right to judge.  It seems more and more

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There's something I want you to know.  When you insult me I lash out.  Knowing that I worked so hard to build a home for my children,  that my family is on food stamps not because we want to be because we have to be,  knowing that I was a Democrat long before food stamps came in to play you chose to post "Democrats are a food stamp party" to your profile. It made me want to cry.  I don't want

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With the diagnosis of my son having so many issues with certain aspects of learning, it's forced me to research further what's going on.  I joined an online forum for children with autism and included them with my Facebook account.  I asked a question relating to math and someone asked my if my son was dyslexic.  "I said no he reads above and beyond." On the other end of things there is a type

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My son is in second grade.  Way back, when he was in kindergarten, I expressed some of the issues I was facing.  "I knew it could be a possibility. Kids who have aquired brain damage are so smart that certain things they just can't do. My son was born with seizures. He was born with a blood vessel that had busted inside his head. For the first six months of his life he was on a psycological

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I grew up overweight.  I have never been skinny a day in my life.  I was always allowed in the fridge to eat the junk that was there.  Pop, chips, ice cream, twinkies, ho-hos if it was there, I ate it.  Any kid will especially if the parent doesn't know how to say no.  Added to that is, "You need to finish that there are starving children in Ethiopia."  You would think the leftovers would be sent

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We had a birthday party for the boys and even though the cake didn't turn out as I wanted and even collapsed the party turned out well.  This was our first big party in our home.  I did make a stipulation though.  If you're to attend, instead of purchasing a gift, donate to Habitat the amount you would have spent on a gift.  It doesn't matter if it's your time or money a donation is a donation.

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See the razor on the left?  I don't recommend using it.  I sent my husband out to purchase a razor I do like since the one I had for three years shattered into a million pieces,  Sheik Quattro.  My husband came back with this.  I do admit to yelling at him.  This companies face products break my skin out far worse than if I never washed my face at all.  It would not end well.  All under the

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What may be horrible to me as far as art goes may not be to you.  Art is subjective meaning whatever the artist was thinking is for him or her to know and you to either try and figure it out or just walk away.  If you were to do an honest comparison of an artist, you would not compare a Picasso to a Michealangelo, an O'Keefe to a painting from 2,000 years ago with no artist signature, a Jackson

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I know someone that has to always be right online.  If you post anything that differs to their opinion they will argue until they "win."  There are things worth fighting for and things you just say this is a complete waste of my time and energy.  I don't want to argue with anyone that my opinion is wrong or right.   My opinion belongs to me and you don't have to have my opinion but you need to

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I explained to my mom my week of  post traumatic stress disorder .  We began discussing the past and where I came from.  I have accepted myself as I am and typically I don't cry or freak out unless I'm not comfortable with talking.  Those moments happen when I feel members of my family, who aren't my mom or brother, are looking over me. My mom's response to PTSD was "I should have given you up

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My family took a trip to Cleveland, OH on June 6th.  During our week my mom, the kids, and I visited The West Side Market on W 25th street.  This place is special to me. When I was a small child my mom used to take me to the hot dog stand and we would eat a Johnny's Hot Dog.  You have never had a real hot dog until you've had one of these.  They're made with fresh ingredients.  Most of what is

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I have spent several months avoiding, ignoring this blog.  Why?  Facebook made me do it.  You hear on the news happy miracle Facebook stories,  families getting together after years apart.  My tale isn't so happy, or maybe it is. I make it no secret who I am or where I came from.  I use these things to advocate against child abuse.  I've always felt pressured to be who I am not,  a girl with a

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Jonah Hex isn't a hero, he isn't even likable as a character. Created originally by John Albano and DC Comics, it has come to the big screen.  Josh Brolin is Jonah Hex and Lilah (Megan Fox) is his love intrest.  My take on this movie: First, I would have to say this movie is mostly for an American audience.  That could have changed had the film explained the American Civil War a little more

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I would love to say my family gets together for turkey every holiday.  I am closer to my in laws than I am to any one blood related.  It doesn't mean I feel nothing for my family, it just means we get on each others nerves.  That said, it also means that no one sees each other for long periods of time and we only get together for funerals. There is one such even coming up.  It even made the

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I don't really think about the past a whole lot.  Sure, I blog about some events from my past.  I don't want abusers to think they are allowed to hide and I don't want those who have been abused to be so affected by that abuse that they can't face it.   For the most part I don't blog about the family my husband and I created.  There are way too many nuts in the world for me to give much detail

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Well here it is!  This is what we're giving away!  This is from Bayou Classic and the wonderful people at csnstores.  It's a three quart skillet.  As I mentioned before I swear by iron skillets.  There is nothing more awesome than a meal made from an iron skillet. Read through the last post and you can learn how you can enter up to three times. You have 48 hours from the time this post is up and

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 Doesn't this kids bed look dreamy?  csnstores.com  has so many kids beds and they are all so wonderful.  This is the bedroom set I will be getting my little girl.  She's changed her mind.  She doesn't want a castle any longer.  I'm kind of relieved. I've been in touch with Sean from csnstores.com and I have done a lot of my own product research and drooling over some of the really great things

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Life changes the thoughts and ideas of people.  I began my voting career as a republican.  I wanted to keep the money I earned.  I only made $20,000 a year but for a single person with no kids that is quite a bit of money.  My rent was $275 a month and since I was never home my electric was $15 and water was $30 the rest was just money to play with. I joined City Year at the age of 23.  I know

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This is Geauga Dog. I was so completely trilled as a small child to see him. Every summer, my grandma would pay for the entire family to go to Geauga Lake.  I remember my first scary ride... It was called 'The WItche's Wheel'  I rode it with my uncle.  I was so scared I peed myself and my uncle.  I didn't know it happened until afterward.  The bumper cars and log ride were so completely

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Kids are gross.  There is no other way to say it.  It was 4:30 in the morning, I woke to my daughter at my feet.  I walked with her to the bathroom and she said she couldn't breath.  I made her blow her nose.  I was so tired that my eyes played tricks on me.  "Oh, my God! No wonder you couldn't breath!"  It was just the right color for me to think it was something it wasn't.  Then, I realized she

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I've heard others say that blogging isn't for them,  I will have to disagree.  Let's say that you need to just get all of your emotions out,  with a blog that's possible.  If you don't want anyone to know just set your blog to private.  When I was a kid there was no such thing as a blog.  I'm sure that had there been blogs my dad would have been arrested.  I have in my possession twenty  journals

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This is not a paid post I have been a video game fan for years.  I'm not die hard though.  I played Atari and Sega Gemini.  I purchased the first playstation when it came out.  I've been looking at purchasing a Wii.  I had an opportunity to play my mom's video game system.  I played Bowling and Baseball.  The characters are a little archaic looking, in fact they kind of resemble Veggie Tales

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Happy New Years!

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I have a thing for strays, always have.  I would come home with a cat or dod "It followed me home."  Usually I would have the chance to keep it.  Since I was a child this has always pretty much been my attitude.  I take in strays I guess because I think I am helping them out. When I was 14 I started working during the summer.  The job paid $3.15 which was minimum wage at the time.  My pay checks

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I am a slow learner.  It's possible that it's because I was born almost two months before my due date.  I was a terribly small baby, 5 pounds 4 ounces.   I recall the teacher discussing addition and I just didn't get it.  I brought it home to ask for help and it would lead to my mom being frustrated.    My mom gave up on me.  I don't think I can blame her though.  She was a child herself and an

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It was Thanksgiving.  Turkey was on the table and I was with my grandma.  She gave me a Mary, Joseph, and baby Jesus porcelain doll set.  I knew something wasn't right.  She told me that when she passes away they would be mine.  I tried to give it back to her.  She insisted I have it.  I knew it was soon I just didn't want to admit it. Christmas came and my grandma put all the decorations up

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The following is strictly my opinion.  I am not a scholar or any such thing. Did Jesus Christ exist? Yes, Jesus Christ did exist.  Growing up as a christian I was taught about Jesus Christ and how he was a saviour and how I must accept him as lord and saviour.  I was esentially brainwashed.  I was never encouraged to read any further than my King James Version Bible.  I was basically shut down

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When it comes to spammers I pretty much expect the mail to be in poor quality. I expect sentences to look like this: nvsjbngjignjdnjdjfGeorgeW.Bushdoesit lnbnbj I kind of expect something put together a little better if you are advertising a grant or scholarship. Apparently, it's put together a little better but still makes little sense. Here is my critique of a spammer telling me to go to

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It's Christmas again and for my family it is one filled with tradition.  This Christmas is particularly special.  We will follow all of our family traditions in our brand new home.   This will be the best Christmas ever.   I know the title of this post might offend someone.  I did grow up a Christian.  I am not one now.  I recognize other religions and beliefs so Merry Whatever!  Whatever you

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My husband came home from work the day before yesterday.  He had an indent in his leg like he slammed something on it.  We thought it was a simple sprain.  Yesterday he went to work and when he came home his leg was more red and more swollen.  He sat on a chair, propped his leg up and watched Micheal Jackson videos.  I gave him a frozen steak wrapped up in a dish towel, aspirin, and a cup of

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Way back in 2008 my son hacked the computer.  I never thought I would have a part two to this post.  Last night my son was on the computer and he shut off one of the disk drives.  My brother, who is a computer tech, said the only way to get in to it is if you know how.  I don't buy that.  The child has a way of getting past passwords and what not.  He went through the BIOS.  I don't even know how

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My time has been spent on building and packing.  I've spent so much time preparing for this big change in my families life that my boys shared a birthday and my daughter's birthday is late.  Her birthday is October 13th and we are celebrating this weekend.  The first birthday party we will hold in our new home will be hers. She is so young she doesn't know the difference yet. A late birthday

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Last night was trick or treat night for my kids.  We went to a thing called "Trick or Beat."  It was sponsored by a local radio station.  The kids were excited and I was excited for my kids.  I love putting costumes on my way too cute for words kids.  We stood in line waiting to get in.  In front of us stood a lady with a neck brace I didn't ask what happened that is far too invasive and not any

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It was the first day of class. Mrs. Deardorf greeted the class "!Hola! Me llamo Senora Deardorf." I had no clue what she said. Then, she translated "Hello, I am Mrs. Deardorf. You will no longer refer to me as Mrs. Deardorf. Call me Senora Deardorf. Senora and Senorita were my first Spanish words. I knew a few others from the mounds of reading I did for instance Vaya con dios means go with

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Visit msnbc.com for Breaking News, World News, and News about the EconomyPatrick Swayze passed away today at the age of 57. He was born August 18, 1952. The oldest to Patsy Karns and Jesse Swayze. He married his High School sweetheart Lisa Niemi.The first time I saw a Patrick Swayze movie I had to sneak it. I don't remember the year but the movie was "Dirty Dancing." I never had a crush on

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Everybody wants to adopt me. This whole thing started at birth. I suppose my grandma was ashamed of where I come from and she decided she was going to adopt me. My mom said no but the elders in my family constantly place on the family records that I was adopted by my grandmother.I am a hard worker. Once I know how to do a job forward and backward I do my best to achieve the goals set. After

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My friend Robin posed a question "Do you take risks?" I was busy the day that I commented on her blog so my answer was less wordy than I would typically have it.I don't bungee jump, I refuse to leave a perfectly good bridge. I will not ever parachute, if my plane is good I'll stay put thank you. I refuse to go white water rafting with my husband. I hate water or more specifically I fear water

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This was a post that was on another blog but I find that it has been removed. Thank God I had it else were because I thought this wa one of my best posts. So, here it is for you to think and ponder about.Child abuse is hereditary I firmly believe this. My grandpa's mom used to chase him and his siblings with iron skillets and crack them on the head with it. My great uncle was abusive, My great

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My entire childhood was filled with "Shirley, we don't have enough money for that." I would accept the fact that there was no money and I wouldn't ask again. This wasn't the case for my brother. They had just placed children's ATV's on the market. My brother was one of the first to get one. I didn't truly care at the time.As I got older I began to understand that my brother always got the

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I have been witnessing a lot of disturbing behavior online recently. I think it's time for a little refresher.What is copyright infringement?"Unauthorized use of material that is covered by copyright law, in a manner that violates one of the copyright owner's exclusive rights , such as the right to reproduce or perform the copyrighted work, or to make derivative works. For electronic and

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I want to say something profound and meaningful but at the moment the words aren't hitting me. My husband started to get sick last week. I thought he tangled with a little piggy. Thank God he didn't! My husband was hit with bronchitis. My week of fun began. My oldest child had a fever and slept nearly the entire weekend and on Tuesday my daughter started vomiting.Last night began my fun

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Massachusetts Senator Ted Kennedy passed away after battling brain cancer. It's truly an end of an era."An important chapter in our history has come to an end," Obama said in a statement while vacationing on Martha's Vineyard.He helped to push the Serve America Act which would give more scholarships for college to those who volunteer.

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"Come on and ease on down, ease on down the road. Come on and ease on down, ease on down the road. Don't you carry nothing that might be a load. Come on and ease on down, ease on down the road." Sometimes that song plays through my mind and I can't get it out of my head. Sometimes I love the song. Sometimes I hate it. I think what irritated me the most about the song was the fact that

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Six weeks ago we got a puppy. My husband and I promised the kids this puppy. She is now six weeks old. We have taken her to the park and brought her on some of our trips. Yesterday the puppy crossed a line. She bit my babies leg. This is where I have to say the puppy needs to go. It makes me sad that she will no longer be a part of our family. For the safety of the baby this is something

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"Leaving on a jet plane. I don't know when I'll be back again." That song plays through my mind as the events of the past few days play out. I honestly thought it would be no big deal if I left BlogCatalog. I have argued so many times for myself, for others the same points.I feel like I'm a skipping record sometimes. There is a bad apple in every part of life that doesn't mean you should

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My husband called me from work "Why are people always trying to give me blue collar work?" Honey, here is my answer: 1. You work in a furniture store lugging furniture all day.2. Your language is atrocious. Leave out the cursing and act professional.3. Dress the part. This is the single most important piece of advice I can give. You run around mostly in shorts and t-shirts. If you must wear

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I am a have not. I have not a premium Blogcatalog membership so if they were to ever place a job board on BC. I would not have an opportunity for that position if it were left to a few bloggers. I don't cry a lot over the stupidity that happens there. This made me feel worthless. Even now I am in tears over this. Why? Because a membership to the club would cost us diaper money. I am tired

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I remember fondly the days I wore Wonder Woman underoos. I was so inspired by Linda Carter to be Wonder Woman. I remember running through the house in my underoos and doing the spin and wrapping my baby brother in a clothesline to get him to tell the truth. I also had a pair of R2-D2 underoos because they were girl's I argued that R2-D2 was a girl. I didn't understand that robots aren't a boy

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I am constantly hearing that the tragedy at the gym could have been avoided. Since it's not clear exactly the steps you should take should you meet an online nut, I will attempt to give a few ideas.Firstly, after reading portions of George Sodini's blog it's clear to me the man needed a therapist. It seems to me that his childhood wasn't happy. A few sites a person can go to are iTherapy: "

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When we moved to Douse Ave. In Cleveland, OH my gram decided it was time to do some clean up with the house. The previous owner had a leopard print rug that was covered in ground in dog feces. I had no clue what it was until years later when my mom mentioned it.When the house was redone nothing seemed to ever match or go together. As you can see in this picture, our wall has roses and the

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Myspace Animated CommentsKind of retro don't you think?

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This is more like a warning. I live at Orchard Manor in Charleston, WV. I won't give my street name or anything. There is a man running around watching and harassing children. A message to him: We are watching you. Stay out of our community. You don't belong here. That is my message. From what I can tell the police have been notified and we are on a neighborhood watch. Stay out!

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I was born in 1974 too young to ever remember The Boy In The Plastic Bubble. I always kind of knew what the movie was about to this day people still talk about it. My husband runs around calling me "bubble girl" because of my various allergies. I know he was teasing but after watching this movie it's no longer funny.When the movie started there was a baby who had no immune system to fight

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Have fun! :)

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There are aspects of my life that people may think is tragic or sad. I can assure you my life is neither of those things. The benefit of knowing who I am early on was the self confidence that I utilize as an adult to bring you the posts that are tales from the past. Though I work much more on these posts during child abuse month and domestic violence month I find myself always writing about it.

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I was six years old when "the talk" happened. I didn't go to class kind of. It all happened in my bedroom. I sat on the bottom my bunk bed bouncing away. My bedroom had tiled flooring that was white with blue green flowers. My wall was blue. My mom sat me down and said "Shirley, we are going to talk about something. I don't want what happened to me to happen to you." If you're new here I

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I was about six years old. We needed to wear gym shorts and a gym shirt that was either blue or green. Mine were blue. They had elastic around the leg and were torturous. My gym class had a proscenium stage and all of the school assemblies were held there. It was time for gym class and our assignment was to bring our favorite singer to dance to it. God, how I hated it! I brought Shaun

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"You snaggle tooth cow" my mom would say "Snot filled goo monster" I would respond back. My mom and I would throw insults back and forth. My feelings were never hurt this was just a "game." At least I was lead to believe it was a game. As I grew older the game stopped and I never knew why. A few weeks ago I had an eye opener. "Shirley, that game we played wasn't a game." I was a little confused.

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Earlier today 62 year old Farrah Fawcett passed away from an ongoing battle with cancer. She and sweetheart Ryan O'Neil had made plans to marry as soon as she was well enough to go through with plans. More info can be found hereThe king of pop Micheal Jackson passed away due to cardiac arrest. More info can be found hereImages from newscom.com

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I'm working on creating an Amazon store. I've added a New York Times Best Seller list Some may not be the right books though.Anyhow, I've been suffering this monstrous cold. I've had a sore throat, my ears have been hurting, and now I have pink eye. I can't see strait not even with eye glasses. Even writing this is some what of a task and I'm getting frustrated. I've dealt with this junk for a

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One thing I truly like as an Amazon associate should they approve me is that I can write about things that I believe in as opposed to what someone else wants me to write.When I was a freshman in high school I read a book called Follow The River by James Alexander Thom. My words can't express what I felt about this book but I have purchased this book two or three times and read it four or five

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This is an entry from my actual journal. It truly has no official title it's just a life experience.A lot of things have happened since I last wrote in a journal. I became pregnant. I had doubts that I would ever have children. Gary's right I do have insecurities. The only time I felt pretty I weighed 175 pounds.I went through a lot to bring my little boy into this world. It started off with high

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Visit msnbc.com for Breaking News, World News, and News about the EconomyThis auto dealer is from a town I grew up in. Spencer, West Virginia is a small town. The town from one end to the other holds a Wal-Mart, Save-a-lot, Wendy's, McDonald's, Pizza Hut and several small businesses (very small). In a town where a job is difficult to come by they are preparing to loose jobs. If Pete Lopez looses

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I don't feed my children fish. I know I've probably just caused a great deal of shock. "Omega 3 fatty acids are good for your children!" you would say. I agree, that is a great source of omega 3 for them, but not for me.It all started a little over twenty years ago. I was at school. My skin was so itchy. I had no idea why. My family and I pretty much ignored it. One day I went with my family to

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My oldest is graduating kindergarten. A year over and a new one to begin. This new school year will hold a lot of changes for my son. I am pulling him from school and I will be homeschooling him. My son is a hands on learner. School can't provide that and I can. I am not going to defend my decision it was a decision my family made together. It has to do with what's best for the kids. So,

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Last night my husband and I argued. I mentioned how once we move I want to get bird feeders. Suddenly, his eyes lit up. "I want to get a B.B. gun for N. so he can shoot some birds." At first I was stunned he could make such a callous comment. I next asked what he was going to do with it once he killed it. He had to think real hard before he stated my uncle has animal heads on the wall. "So,

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My friend Timethief states "Splogs, are artificially created weblog sites which the author uses to promote affiliated websites or to increase the search engine rankings of associated sites." Timethief has a blog titled one cool site: blogging tips.As you can see I copy and pasted a portion of her content. Why is this ok? It's ok because you have a small portion of her post. You need to go to her

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This post is subject to removal if the author, I use that term loosely, removes my email and condenses the post instead of giving the whole thing: Since the post was removed I have altered this post. It's still relevant even though the link to the other blog is missing.I discovered "Let The Beatings Begin" had been fully copied if I had been asked I would have been ok with it. Child abuse needs

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A lot of people have been looking for celebrity tweeters. I personally always wonder about the validity of the account. So, I came up with a way to hunt them down. Look for celebrity Journalist. I don't gaurantee the validity of these twitter users. Here is what I have come up with:Barbara WaltersLarry KingSnoop DoggEllen DeGeneresStephen ColbertMartha StewartJimmy FallonMicheal PhelpsNichole

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Julia Ward Howe born May 27, 1819 and passed away October 17, 1910. She was known for The Battle Hymn of the Republic. She was also an abolitionist. In 1870 she was the first to declare Mother's Day. With a "Mother's Day Proclamation" which was a response to the brutality of the Civil War.Arise, then, women of this day!Arise, all women who have hearts,Whether our baptism be of water or of tears!

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After we moved from Cleveland, OH to West Virginia we moved to a place that had 53 acres of land. It was gorgeous. Our white and brown metal trailer was near a hillside with wildflowers and a large maple tree. Our porch was facing that maple tree. My mom and dad had built that porch and added on a walk in closet and an extra bedroom.On the opposite side was a wood swing and tons of rose bushes.

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This is 2-xl. Yes, boys and girls, he has an 8 track deck. He was high tech and I loved him. I don't know if he was a he or she but he had a male voice so I assume he is a he. I recall sleeping in the finished attic with my Fisher Price record player on a table and my Strawberry Shortcake bedding. I had 3 or 4 8 tracks that went with 2-xl and he was one of my many educational toys. I played with

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I have a site called Proof Positivity which is a news site. I've become a little burnt out with all the blogging I do so I have stepped back from it. Though the desire to read everything dealing with journalism is still there. So, I have come across a few sites that those of us who blog or have news sites can read and grab some tidbits from.Teaching Online Journalism Mindy McAdams teaches

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Isabella Baumfree was an American slave. Her contribution to society isn't just important to African Americans but to all women. It doesn't matter what color your skin is all women were minorities. We couldn't vote or have the rights we do without Isabella Baumfree. Isabella Baumfree had gone through a whole lot of abuse from slave masters. She couldn't marry who she wanted to. The man she

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Lately, we've been doing karaoke. This is my little guy. He is so cute!

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I remember those days when I used to hang out with my friends and roller skate all day. I even remember the names of many of my friends from the past. I received an email from a Filipe that states "Do you remember old times?" Well, Filipe, I do remember old times but I certainly don't remember you. Are you going to tell me that my picture is online? Well, duh! What isn't? Are you going to tell me

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Peanuts: Specials: It's the Easter Beagle, Charlie BrownUploaded by Peanuts I wanted to wish you all a Happy Easter or what ever you celebrate. If you don't celebrate Easter you can never go wrong with Charlie Brown. I grew up believing in the resurrection of Jesus Christ. I'm not going to debate because I am always open to new ideas. It doesn't matter if it was someone else in the tomb or

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I am requesting that all comments remain respectful. This was very hard for me to do and a little scary too. I didn't get all I wanted to say out because as I talked I was still aware of the camera on me. It's been nearly 20 years since I was on camera like this and it probably shows. I think this is my last post about me and child abuse. Probably write on other things surrounding the issue

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