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type='text'>I've moved!</title><content type='html'>Visit me at Wordpress: &lt;a href="http://notthepromqueen.wordpress.com/"&gt;http://notthepromqueen.wordpress.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13740967-660751177524641182?l=notthepromqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/660751177524641182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13740967&amp;postID=660751177524641182' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/660751177524641182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/660751177524641182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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I have come to get to know them well and I think they now feel comfortable around me.  Which is a good thing.  Aside from that - things are going downhill like an avalanche at work.   The &lt;em&gt;NEW&lt;/em&gt; "plan" is dissolving 2 positions by the end of summer.  Basically moving to a full call center!  - where the tech answers the phone and fixes the issue right then and there.  That SO sucks.  Were not just talking - my Word won't do such and such... we are talking ANY issue.  WTH!  I am trying to move ahead, not go back to basic "geeksquad" support!   In the meantime, I have been "window shopping" jobs and have had very little luck with the economy so tight right now, very few people are job hunting and the # of positions are few and far between.  Between Gas prices and Summer Daycare... well, let's &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; talk about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13740967-4442472523962039835?l=notthepromqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/4442472523962039835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13740967&amp;postID=4442472523962039835' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/4442472523962039835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/4442472523962039835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/2008/06/comfort-plan-and-window-shopping.html' title='Comfort, the plan and window shopping'/><author><name>NtPQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10482130094089167989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13740967.post-164046161276039638</id><published>2008-05-01T13:40:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T09:16:12.876-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Project'/><title type='text'>Big Decision</title><content type='html'>I think I've decided to move to Wordpress. If you've got it - how do you like it? Any suggestions? It seems to be more flexible then Blogger.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now - I'm here...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13740967-164046161276039638?l=notthepromqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/164046161276039638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13740967&amp;postID=164046161276039638' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/164046161276039638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/164046161276039638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/2008/05/big-decision.html' title='Big Decision'/><author><name>NtPQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10482130094089167989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13740967.post-1860916161792005523</id><published>2008-05-01T00:22:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T09:18:53.975-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WooHoo'/><title type='text'>Au Natural... Kind of.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apparently, the newest trend among celebrities is exposed nipples. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195279277283558338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2_87ESy961U/SBlW-hdvQ8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/sCIuQ0ZVN6o/s320/hearly.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195279427607413714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2_87ESy961U/SBlXHRdvQ9I/AAAAAAAAAAc/KCkKINe_n2c/s320/alba.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, at least the &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.herroom.com/Bodyperks-pip-Nipple-Enhancers.shtml"&gt;illusion&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; of going natural.  Boy, can't you just wait for this one to hit the general population???!  I'm sure there will be many misinterpretations of the "illusion" part. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And here I am trying to keep my girls under wraps...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://celebhollywood.blogspot.com/2007/08/fake-nipples-or-pokies-are-trend-in.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;original article &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;@ celebhollywood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13740967-1860916161792005523?l=notthepromqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/1860916161792005523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13740967&amp;postID=1860916161792005523' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/1860916161792005523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/1860916161792005523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/2008/05/au-natural-kind-of.html' title='Au Natural... Kind of.'/><author><name>NtPQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10482130094089167989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2_87ESy961U/SBlW-hdvQ8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/sCIuQ0ZVN6o/s72-c/hearly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13740967.post-6464963005949698381</id><published>2008-04-30T23:47:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T09:41:06.735-05:00</updated><title type='text'>She's a Brick House!!!</title><content type='html'>In about 2 wks, The Man and I plan to go to a birthday party for his boss. It's going to be at a Cigar Bar/Lounge... a "real" grown up place. Of course, I have nothing to wear. &lt;em&gt;What does one wear to this type of place? &lt;/em&gt;I decided to online window shop and fell in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alight.com/13080001.html"&gt;This dress&lt;/a&gt; is killer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195269136865772466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2_87ESy961U/SBlNwRdvQ7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/caXvxgR5xsE/s320/Ruched+dress.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The description reads: &lt;em&gt;She’s a brickkkkkkkkkkkk-HOUSE!!! The “Nelli” signature dress showcases what having your curves is all about, pure sex appeal.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm all over that! But why?...Why?... WHY???!!! Does it cost $268!   We're talking Rayon Lycra Jersey here people!   Seems like everything I like costs my left kidney and my next born.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13740967-6464963005949698381?l=notthepromqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/6464963005949698381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13740967&amp;postID=6464963005949698381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/6464963005949698381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/6464963005949698381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/2008/04/shes-brick-house.html' title='She&apos;s a Brick House!!!'/><author><name>NtPQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10482130094089167989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2_87ESy961U/SBlNwRdvQ7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/caXvxgR5xsE/s72-c/Ruched+dress.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13740967.post-8399403057194043795</id><published>2008-04-30T18:23:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T18:42:33.019-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Me'/><title type='text'>The 5's meme</title><content type='html'>I got this meme from KimmyK  ...  So here goes--the rules of the game get posted at the beginning. Each player answers the questions about themselves. At the end of the post, the player then tags 5 people, posts their names, and then leaves a comment on their blogs, letting them know they've been tagged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was I doing 5 years ago?&lt;br /&gt;Taking care of a baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five things on my to-do list today (or things I did today):&lt;br /&gt;1. Work&lt;br /&gt;2. Laundry&lt;br /&gt;3. Cook&lt;br /&gt;4. Blog&lt;br /&gt;5. Work some more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five snacks i love:&lt;br /&gt;1. Grapes&lt;br /&gt;2. Yogurt Pretzels&lt;br /&gt;3. Green onion Dip and Ruffles&lt;br /&gt;4. Cottage cheese and peaches&lt;br /&gt;5. Oranges&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five things i would do if i were a billionaire:&lt;br /&gt;1. No debt - for me and family&lt;br /&gt;2. Travel - Mexico, Spain, Italy, Japan&lt;br /&gt;3. Buy Stuff - Nice house, 755 black w/ deep rims, furniture, a Rainbow System for the kiddies&lt;br /&gt;4. Invest&lt;br /&gt;5. Go to law school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five bad habits I have:&lt;br /&gt;1. Worrying&lt;br /&gt;2. Cursing&lt;br /&gt;3. Not buying stuff when I need/want it&lt;br /&gt;4. Complaining about work&lt;br /&gt;5. Indifference - not sure if this is a habit, but it's gotta be bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five places i have lived:&lt;br /&gt;1. My mom's house&lt;br /&gt;2. My own apartment&lt;br /&gt;3. Our apartment(s)&lt;br /&gt;4. Our house&lt;br /&gt;5. All in Houston!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five jobs i've had:&lt;br /&gt;1. Tequila Shot Girl&lt;br /&gt;2. Cookie Baker&lt;br /&gt;3. Legal Secretary&lt;br /&gt;4. Commercial Bank Teller&lt;br /&gt;5. Computer Hardware/Application Analyst&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five people I don't know very well and want to know more about(a nice way of saying TAG!):&lt;br /&gt;1. anyone&lt;br /&gt;2. who&lt;br /&gt;3. wants&lt;br /&gt;4. to&lt;br /&gt;5. play!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13740967-8399403057194043795?l=notthepromqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/8399403057194043795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13740967&amp;postID=8399403057194043795' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/8399403057194043795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/8399403057194043795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/2008/04/5s-meme.html' title='The 5&apos;s meme'/><author><name>NtPQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10482130094089167989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13740967.post-5592611784654951430</id><published>2008-04-30T00:41:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T01:41:08.098-05:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Weird Facts</title><content type='html'>1.  I love Action and SciFi flicks!   Star Wars, Lord of the Rings, The Matrix, Kill Bill, AVP, Rush Hour, Blade, Underworld, Die Hard, Spiderman...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  I'm a goth at heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  I'm an insomniac – but it works, most of the time... that's how I stay up and study until the dead hours of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  I have to have a full set of pots, pans, dishes, silverware and glasses –  It bothers me to have mix and matched sets. I have to resist the urge to throw/give them away and buy new ones when one gets chipped or broken just so I can have an entire set.  And I absolutely hate plastic cups – regardless if they match.   I have only 2 plastic cups – one Barbie, one Spidey… both for the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  I work in a male dominated industry.  I am the only chick in my department that is a Tech.  I have to hold my own to be respected in my profession.  As such, I act like a guy – I tend to be blunt, short and to the point.  I'm not sure why people don't get it ??? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  I worry.  A Lot.  About everything.  Probably another  reason I can't sleep…and I'm a paranoid mom.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  I like to watch people.  Not in the weirdo stalker way; but I wonder what they're going to do, how they're going to react and why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  I can fix computers, write resumes, sew from a pattern, cut a fade and assemble furniture from the directions!                &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;9.  I'm good at Accounting, Statistics and Geometry.  I suck at Algebra and basic math.  I can't add double digits in my head to save my life.  But give me any topic and I can crank out a 5+ page paper, citations and bibliography included! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.  I should've been a lawyer.   If I win the lotto – I'm going to law school!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13740967-5592611784654951430?l=notthepromqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/5592611784654951430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13740967&amp;postID=5592611784654951430' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/5592611784654951430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/5592611784654951430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/2008/04/10-weird-facts.html' title='10 Weird Facts'/><author><name>NtPQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10482130094089167989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13740967.post-4656883961525716081</id><published>2007-10-10T13:49:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T13:51:41.819-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Thought</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Stopped by the dollar store to buy some Halloween items.  I got Boo'd at work and need to return the favor.  If you've never gotten Boo'd you may want to start it in your office or on your block.     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Here are a couple of links to help ya out: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hallmark.com/webapp/wcs/stores/servlet/article%257C10001%257C10051%257C/HallmarkSite/HallmarkMagazine/Nest/NEST_HALLOWEEN_PROJECT"&gt;Have you been boo'd?   - Hallmark Magazine&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.brightideas.com/halloween/family/f_1464_1.jsp"&gt;You've been boo'd - BrightIdeas.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.culinary.net/articlesfeatures/featurearticlearchive/articles/05570.html"&gt;Welcome to Booville - Culinary.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;At the check out I noticed the cashier scanning items - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;It never occurred to me before...  Why do dollar stores scan items? &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I mean everything is a dollar...???   Go figure.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13740967-4656883961525716081?l=notthepromqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/4656883961525716081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13740967&amp;postID=4656883961525716081' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/4656883961525716081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/4656883961525716081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/2007/10/random-thought.html' title='Random Thought'/><author><name>NtPQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10482130094089167989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13740967.post-3415125849929716137</id><published>2007-10-07T01:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T01:54:39.697-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily'/><title type='text'>Instant manager...</title><content type='html'>Don't ask about work... they are working us to death.   My hands have been hurting from all the typing and now they no longer want us to justify our help desk workload by saying call volume, now they want call quality - &lt;em&gt;geez, make up your minds! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow - in the midst of turmoil aka "restructuring" according to management, some smart person has decided to throw 2 interns into the mix to work 1/2 days helping out.  Supposedly they had been trained in a summer program on computers, etc.  Sure, they have basic knowledge.  Unfortunely, they can't help very much.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were not prepared to have 2 people who needed training start, especially during a very busy period.  So the first month or so they just kinda hung out.  Then I noticed they were not very busy.  I decided to come to my manager and suggest they have a set of tasks to do... next thing I know, I'm an instant manager!  Now I am the point person for them - they report to me and I manage their tasks.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the last time I suggest anything...   ha-ha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13740967-3415125849929716137?l=notthepromqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/3415125849929716137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13740967&amp;postID=3415125849929716137' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/3415125849929716137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/3415125849929716137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/2007/10/instant-manager.html' title='Instant manager...'/><author><name>NtPQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10482130094089167989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13740967.post-6657867680699009348</id><published>2007-10-07T01:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T01:44:54.642-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THOSE people'/><title type='text'>Hurry up and wait</title><content type='html'>I am excitedly waiting for my brother's wife to have their baby.  She's been having contractions steadily for a day or so, but still no baby.  Unfortunately, I can't be in California with him (he's in the military) - I'm sad about that.  And I think its going to be over a year before we are able to see the little guy in person. But I will have lots of pictures.  He will be the first niece/nephew on my side.  Hopefully we'll get a call soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13740967-6657867680699009348?l=notthepromqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/6657867680699009348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13740967&amp;postID=6657867680699009348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/6657867680699009348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/6657867680699009348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/2007/10/hurry-up-and-wait.html' title='Hurry up and wait'/><author><name>NtPQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10482130094089167989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13740967.post-5528036909973739612</id><published>2007-09-19T23:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T00:08:39.231-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't make me have to reach through this phone and choke the shit out of you!</title><content type='html'>My daughter came home with her 1st progress report of 4th grade. Crying.  She is an honor roll student, always has been.  She makes straight A's, is one of the class "managers" and always sets an example.  She's a high achiever and has aspirations to become a doctor - OB to be exact, she wants to deliver babies.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The report card was A after A until Math - 76 &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;... wtf?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I asked her about it and she said she didn't know, she was just as surprised as us.  I asked if she did all her work or if she forgot to do an assignment.  I even asked if the teacher spoke to her about anything or she had gotten in trouble.  Nothing.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The school has an internet system where parents can review grades, assignments and even missed school days.  I checked and found that she had a zero in a 3's multiplication assignment.  I questioned her and she said she remembered doing it.  &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ok - now wth???&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called the school &amp; left a message for the teacher. Twice.  She finally called back and we discussed the issue, according to the teacher, when a child doesn't put their name on their paper or doesn't turn it in they get a zero.   &lt;strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Look biatch - this isn't med school...we are talking 4th grade here. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;  The teacher claims she discussed it with Girlie.  &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Highly unlikely.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;  She also said she doesn't offer make up work nor extra credit.  &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm a hair away from reaching through this phone...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;  But not to worry she'll bring up her average with time. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh really?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At some point shouldn't the teacher mention to the child "hey where's your work?" or "put your name on it, or else"  I think a big fat zero is harsh and unfair.  Especially since neither Girlie nor Ms. Teacher can produce said work.  Not to mention, she didn't even consider the type of student Girlie is.  When I questioned the teacher to find out if she spoke with Girlie about it - she paused before answering vaguely how she would normally have done that. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't believe you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;  Also, work is trashed once graded.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to give you an idea of the type of child Girlie is - even after she came home crying, we were upset &amp; I said I'd speak with the teacher, she still went to the teacher to get an explaination herself.  I don't know that many 9 year olds that are confident nor take their education seriously enough to do that.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously I was dissatisfied with the Ms Teacher's response.  I contacted the school to speak with the Assistant Principal.  I explained the situation and explained how we felt it was harsh to give a zero.  Ms Asst Principal agreed we had valid concerns - Ultimately she said they "suggest" to teachers that if a child is in class and does the work whether the paper is turned in or not or without name or not, the lowest grade they *should* get is a 50 (F).  She said she'd reiterate their "suggestion" to the teacher for her to "consider".  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two hours later I checked the online gradebook - changed from 0 to a 50.  Avg went from 76 to 90.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what I thought...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13740967-5528036909973739612?l=notthepromqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/5528036909973739612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13740967&amp;postID=5528036909973739612' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/5528036909973739612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/5528036909973739612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/2007/09/dont-make-me-have-to-reach-through-this.html' title='Don&apos;t make me have to reach through this phone and choke the shit out of you!'/><author><name>NtPQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10482130094089167989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13740967.post-2316118046842731433</id><published>2007-09-17T22:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T23:01:40.351-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel old</title><content type='html'>My little boy is a kindergartener!  I can't even believe it.  He grew up so fast.  I'm a little sad.  I've noticed he doesn't want me babying him with hugs and kiss as much.  But I guess it's a part of growing up - Despite the many pouty faces and "awww mom"s that I hear.  On a side note - what is with school supply lists nowadays?  Why the hell does the teacher need a pack (per child) of 100 brown paper lunch sacks or 3 different size Ziploc bags including to superhuge ones or 3 cans of clorox wipes per child.  I swear they are stockpiling for Armageddon!  Not to mention during registration they sell school tshirts (which every kid wants and the line is a mile long around the corner) - they do that on purpose, knowing the kids &lt;em&gt;have to have one.&lt;/em&gt;  Our school is outrageous - since when do they charge to join the PTO?  Not only that - why are school functions held at freaking 3pm in the afternoon???  Like people don't have to work! I had to take a whole day off for "meet the teacher" because my son's was at 11am, meanwhile, my daughters was at 3pm.  I remember back in the day PTO meetings and school functions were at 7pm.  Time enough to drive in traffic, pick up the kids, feed'm and go to the school function with time to spare.  I feel REALLY old.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13740967-2316118046842731433?l=notthepromqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/2316118046842731433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13740967&amp;postID=2316118046842731433' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/2316118046842731433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/2316118046842731433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-feel-old.html' title='I feel old'/><author><name>NtPQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10482130094089167989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13740967.post-6690371274498774450</id><published>2007-09-17T22:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T22:58:36.053-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Where's the love?</title><content type='html'>Calling all avid readers (all three of you...ha-ha!)  Did you miss me?  Eventhough I wasn't updating I was still lurking in your blogs.  I can't let down my favorite bloggers!  Well, I plan to update regularly from now on.  So keep coming back!  Let's get started!  I'm happy to be back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13740967-6690371274498774450?l=notthepromqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/6690371274498774450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13740967&amp;postID=6690371274498774450' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/6690371274498774450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/6690371274498774450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/2007/09/wheres-love.html' title='Where&apos;s the love?'/><author><name>NtPQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10482130094089167989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13740967.post-4822729605692389140</id><published>2007-04-08T01:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T01:50:27.515-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah, yeah - I know.</title><content type='html'>I’ve been meaning to get around to posting, but the world seems to be flying by me.  I’ve been telling the hubby this was a really bad time to start my Master’s program.  (but then again is there a good time?)  It seems there’s been one thing after another.  Not only am I having a difficult time keeping on track with these classes – but I decided to take a week of vacation off from work.  On my first day off, I found out that my uncle had passed in an auto accident.  I traveled 7 hours to be with my aunt at the funeral &amp; spent 3 vacation days doing general “funeral” stuff. I return home and the next morning found out my brother in laws house caught fire and they lost most of their possessions.  Luckily, no one was hurt.  Things at the job have changed a lot in just a couple of weeks – of course they expect more work, no complaints and no promises of more pay.  So enough with me...what’s been going on with you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13740967-4822729605692389140?l=notthepromqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/4822729605692389140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13740967&amp;postID=4822729605692389140' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/4822729605692389140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/4822729605692389140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/2007/04/yeah-yeah-i-know.html' title='Yeah, yeah - I know.'/><author><name>NtPQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10482130094089167989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13740967.post-3391707323735499073</id><published>2007-01-15T19:33:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T23:17:46.801-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weather'/><title type='text'>Colder than a Witch's tittie!</title><content type='html'>I feel like I'm running from the impending freeze that is quickly covering the city in only seconds &lt;a href="http://www.foxhome.com/dayaftertomorrow"&gt;Day After Tomorrow&lt;/a&gt; style!  I swear I went outside and damn near froze in mid step!  I've been home for an hour (turned the heater on when I walked in) and still have my trench coat on and my feet are not recovering from hypothermiathat has crept up to my knees.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I didn't sign up for this!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blazing heat - ok.  Humidity that can suffocate - no problem.  Category 5 hurricanes - I'm there.  But below freezing temps... Aw, hell no!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schools have been announcing closures.  The daycare too.  My work said telecommute if the ice is heavy.  The city is on standby for a full shut down.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All except the 1 store that has to sell cell phones while the city is at a stand still - my hubby still has to work.  Geez - Like people are going to be running out buying cell phones while below freezing temperatures, freezing rain and icy roads plague the city...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13740967-3391707323735499073?l=notthepromqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/3391707323735499073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13740967&amp;postID=3391707323735499073' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/3391707323735499073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/3391707323735499073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/2007/01/colder-than-witchs-tittie.html' title='Colder than a Witch&apos;s tittie!'/><author><name>NtPQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10482130094089167989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13740967.post-1166066738376635135</id><published>2007-01-13T22:17:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T23:05:49.836-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bitching'/><title type='text'>Talk Show</title><content type='html'>I normally don't listen to talk shows in the morning, but lately I've been trying to make an effort to do so.  On the way to work, I'm listening to caller who made a statement to the talk show hostess, Dana.  The caller said that Dana should get off of the radio, be a good mom and stay at home to take care of her kids.  She went on to say working mothers are bad moms because they have not put their children as their priority.  She said women have forgotten their role in society which is to stay at home, be mothers and wives.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the male DJ asked what single mothers are supposed to do, her answer was "if the woman was taking care of her man at home, he wouldn't have left her."  &lt;em&gt;This lady totally pissed me off!&lt;/em&gt;  The male DJ asked her what would happen is her husband left her and she said she didn't foresee that happening to her because she is a wonderful wife available to her husband whenever he needs her. &lt;em&gt;wtf?&lt;/em&gt;  Finally the DJ asked her what a women's path in life should be and she said to finish high school, then look for a husband - one that makes enough money to take care of her, then she should have babies and take care of them.  &lt;em&gt;What century do we live in?!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now don't get me wrong, I'm not one of those people that thinks stay at home moms are lazy and watch soap operas all day.  On the contrary, I think it is a difficult job and more power to you if you can do it.  I think in this day and age, it is difficult to make it on dual incomes and staying at home is a luxury.  Truth be told, I suck at being a stay at home mom.  I did it when my kids were infants, but I had to return to work - I was going crazy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this lady is something else.  She's taking a lot of assumptions.  Who says that all men leave women?  I'm sure lots of women get fed up and leave on their own.  Another thing - why is it ok to think the woman should "take care of her man"... meaning she does everything and he does nothing except bring the paycheck?  And what about those single mom's whose Baby's Daddy's are losers and don't help with child support?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I have to say is I'm not a bad mom nor a bad wife. In fact my children are well behaved,honor roll students.  I've been married for 10 years, during that time I've held a full time job &amp; acquired my Bachelor's degree (with the hubby's support).  We've had some financial hardship this last year - which if it wasn't for my job, we wouldn't have made it.  If something were to happen, my husband never has to worry about me or the kids.  I don't regret it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13740967-1166066738376635135?l=notthepromqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/1166066738376635135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13740967&amp;postID=1166066738376635135' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/1166066738376635135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/1166066738376635135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/2007/01/talk-show.html' title='Talk Show'/><author><name>NtPQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10482130094089167989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13740967.post-4599484303154024344</id><published>2007-01-13T21:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T22:16:56.447-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><title type='text'>2 years &amp; counting</title><content type='html'>I'm feeling unmotivated to begin Graduate classes for my Global MBA.  I kind of got burned out doing the whole UOP 5-wk per class schedule.  It was very hectic.  Currently, I'm on "temporary admission" status until I take the GMAT.  I'm kind of worried about it since I don't test very well.  Not to mention it is expensive!  Supposedly it will take 2 years (full-time) to complete this degree.  I just hope when its all over and done, I'll be able to afford those expensive education loans I'll have to pay.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first 2 classes will be: Management Information Systems and Management &amp; Organizational Behavior.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read on &lt;a href="http://money.cnn.com/popups/2006/pf/salary_secrets/index.htm"&gt;CNN Money&lt;/a&gt; the average MBA makes approx $88K after graduation and $167K after 5 years of work.  If you're gonna ask why, there's the answer. That's where I want to be one day...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13740967-4599484303154024344?l=notthepromqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/4599484303154024344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13740967&amp;postID=4599484303154024344' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/4599484303154024344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/4599484303154024344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/2007/01/2-years-counting.html' title='2 years &amp; counting'/><author><name>NtPQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10482130094089167989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13740967.post-1698737138347827446</id><published>2007-01-04T17:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T17:23:44.757-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogger'/><title type='text'>Work it Girl!</title><content type='html'>Got the blogroll working!  Can't live without it!!!  Woohoo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13740967-1698737138347827446?l=notthepromqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/1698737138347827446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13740967&amp;postID=1698737138347827446' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/1698737138347827446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/1698737138347827446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/2007/01/work-it-girl.html' title='Work it Girl!'/><author><name>NtPQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10482130094089167989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13740967.post-1238864482648886629</id><published>2007-01-04T14:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T15:15:58.202-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THOSE people'/><title type='text'>Why won't my blogroll work???</title><content type='html'>HELP.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13740967-1238864482648886629?l=notthepromqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/1238864482648886629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13740967&amp;postID=1238864482648886629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/1238864482648886629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/1238864482648886629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/2007/01/why-wont-my-blogroll-work.html' title='Why won&apos;t my blogroll work???'/><author><name>NtPQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10482130094089167989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13740967.post-6963894563621909643</id><published>2007-01-04T00:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T09:44:52.268-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bitching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THOSE people'/><title type='text'>I'm hating blogger</title><content type='html'>This freaking sucks. One click. &lt;em&gt;Oh yeah, I'll upgrade my template.&lt;/em&gt; And here I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn blogger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what happens when your stressed and sleep deprived.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13740967-6963894563621909643?l=notthepromqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/6963894563621909643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13740967&amp;postID=6963894563621909643' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/6963894563621909643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/6963894563621909643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/2007/01/im-hating-blogger.html' title='I&apos;m hating blogger'/><author><name>NtPQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10482130094089167989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13740967.post-291484443780057749</id><published>2007-01-03T23:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T09:52:59.646-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bitching'/><title type='text'>Petty and Trife</title><content type='html'>I hate pettiness. I hate helplessness. I hate people that are trife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a temp working for us for about a month. She was an admin assistant. The girl could not take a message. She couldn't organize two sheets of paper stapled together. She couldn't alphabetize file folders. No. I'm not kidding. Don't get me wrong I have nothing against Admin Assistants. Hell, I used to be one for almost 8 years. Administrative Assistants are sharp, organized, focused, incentive taking, project wrangling, color coding queens. This girl was not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was a friend of the big boss. She needed a job as she was going through a divorce and had been out of the workforce for several years. Not only was she a bad temp, she only came to work an average of 3.5 days a week. Yup, a temp calling in sick. go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow - the girl got her feelings hurt because she couldn't attend a white elephant gift exchange for our group. She had to stay behind and answer the phone. {I had nothing to do with this, btw} She cried for over 2 hours. Not just moping around or making faces, but full fledge crocodile tears bawling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite all the negatives (many of those in our group complained about her.) - she continued interviewing for several positions in other departments - and actually got hired. On her way out, she decides to burn bridges. She goes to my bosses boss (we're talking vp here) with the complaint that when I spoke to her, I spoke "down" to her. WTF. I hardly ever talked to the girl. Fucking dumb wench. How are you gonna bypass my immediate boss and go to the main person in charge with that kind of complaint. My boss had to tell me about this - I don't blame her, I understand. She told me it would be best to prelude my comments with "May I suggest?". Personally, I don't feel like I should babysit someone who can't handle a direct comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will concede I tend to be direct and to the point, so sometimes I come off as short. BUT in my defense, I work with mostly men, who are in fact, direct and to the point. AND I am in IT - which everyone knows most IT people are laking in people skills, that's why they talk to computers not people. &lt;del&gt; And I really don't give a ratz ass about your timid, helpless, petty and trife ass&lt;/del&gt; - get over yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13740967-291484443780057749?l=notthepromqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/291484443780057749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13740967&amp;postID=291484443780057749' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/291484443780057749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/291484443780057749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-hate.html' title='Petty and Trife'/><author><name>NtPQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10482130094089167989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13740967.post-682057150167596387</id><published>2007-01-03T23:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T23:41:18.552-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily'/><title type='text'>And so it begins...</title><content type='html'>2007 was supposed to be a good year but we're starting off on the wrong foot here.  I broke a freaking mirror yesterday.  Great.  I'm not very superstitious, but still.    Not to mention - I got a complaint at work.  More about that later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13740967-682057150167596387?l=notthepromqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/682057150167596387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13740967&amp;postID=682057150167596387' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/682057150167596387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/682057150167596387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/2007/01/and-so-it-begins.html' title='And so it begins...'/><author><name>NtPQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10482130094089167989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13740967.post-2746478780936778163</id><published>2007-01-03T23:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T23:36:47.188-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Only happens to me'/><title type='text'>Glad to see 2006 go</title><content type='html'>This year has been one of the rockiest.  I felt like I was treading water - like any second I'm gonna go under.  Financially it has been rough - we've been barely making it.  I'm a budget and money manipulating guru.  But at some point, it catches up to you and you &lt;em&gt;do&lt;/em&gt; have to pay it.   You do what you got to do.  Even though we hit our 10 anniv, this year has been difficult on that level too.  Mostly communication issues.  Stress doesn't help either. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'll count my blessings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a good job with a great boss that pays well.  My job has helped get us through the past year.  My kids have been in good health.  The hubby too.  Although I think the effects of the stress are catching up to me. (Where's my Zoloft???) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray this year will be better for everyone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing you prosperity, joy and happiness in 2oo7!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13740967-2746478780936778163?l=notthepromqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/2746478780936778163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13740967&amp;postID=2746478780936778163' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/2746478780936778163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/2746478780936778163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/2007/01/glad-to-see-2006-go.html' title='Glad to see 2006 go'/><author><name>NtPQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10482130094089167989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13740967.post-4045934005779039747</id><published>2006-12-31T02:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T02:32:46.237-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THOSE people'/><title type='text'>We Suck</title><content type='html'>Christmas crept up on us this year.  Two days before Christmas, we decided to buy a chrismas tree.  We waited until the last minute because we weren't going to purchase one this year, but the kids made us feel guilty so off to Home Depot my hubby went at 6 a.m.  He scored a 7 ft Douglas Fir ($60)  for only $10!  Woohoo!  We decided to set it up and let it sit in water overnight to settle.  The next day, the children were so excited to decorate the tree.  Hubby goes in search of the Christmas decorations.  30 minutes later he comes inside to let me know he can't find the decorations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  What do you mean they're not there?&lt;br /&gt;Him:  I can't find them.&lt;br /&gt;Me:  It was a big huge box that says Xmas Decorations.  It's GOT to be there.&lt;br /&gt;Him:  I looked every where, even in the attic.  It's not there. &lt;br /&gt;{silence}&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ohhh crap!&lt;br /&gt;Him: Don't tell me.&lt;br /&gt;Me:  "Santa Claus" put tinsel all over the dried out dead tree last year.  It would've been a pain to get all the decorations off.   We threw out the whole darn thing!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a trip to several stores looking for ornaments, etc for our nekkid christmas tree.  45 minutes, four stores and two stolen parking spaces later, I purchase 2 sets of ornaments, 1 set of lights and 2 sets of bows.  The result is a gold and silver glass orb christmas tree with gold and silver bows and white lights.  Plain but nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13740967-4045934005779039747?l=notthepromqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/4045934005779039747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13740967&amp;postID=4045934005779039747' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/4045934005779039747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/4045934005779039747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/2006/12/we-suck.html' title='We Suck'/><author><name>NtPQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10482130094089167989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13740967.post-2184619218210348313</id><published>2006-12-31T01:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T02:18:22.625-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Only happens to me'/><title type='text'>Christmas on a Budget</title><content type='html'>Normally we spend a zillion dollars at Christmas.  Not just for our kids, but all the family too.  This year it just wasn't possible - We only purchased for our kids. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my quest to find deals and get the most of our money - I conceeded to shop only at Target this year.  Normally I'm a WalMart shopper but my first (and last) trip there yielded nothing but frusteration and headaches.  No Selection.  No Sales.  Too Many screaming kids.  Too many people in general.  I've converted to Target!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas on a budget buys:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.target.com/gp/detail.html/sr=1-1/qid=1167551449/ref=sr_1_1/602-1518291-2533407?ie=UTF8&amp;asin=B000FSSML6"&gt;Bella Dancerella Swan Lake&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Barbie-Forever-Doctor-Office-Playset/dp/B000EPFF9C"&gt;Dr. Barbie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pricegrabber.com/p__Mattel_Barbie_My_Scene_Bling_Bling_Chelsea,__14276174/"&gt;MyScene BlingBling w/ Garnet Ring&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ballerina slippers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ballerina leotard &amp;amp; tights&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ballerina Tutu&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Uno Card Game&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Barbie Genevieve&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The game of life&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Barbie Slippers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;And&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Hot-Wheels-Terrordactyl-Track-Set/dp/B000E1KID4"&gt;Terrordactyl&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.littletikes.com/toys/toys-detail.aspx?Product_ID=3434&amp;Ntt=b.c.&amp;amp;N=26&amp;Ntk=Product+Search"&gt;BC T-Rex&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fisher-price.com/fp.aspx?st=2720&amp;amp;e=product&amp;pid=36523"&gt;Imaginex Dragon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Marvel Heroes TShirt&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Hasbro-80899-Brimstone-Transformers-Cybertron/dp/B000E467CC"&gt;Transformer Brimstone&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hot Wheel cars&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yugioh Slipper Socks&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Vtec Laptop &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Operation&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pull string Monster Truck&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13740967-2184619218210348313?l=notthepromqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/2184619218210348313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13740967&amp;postID=2184619218210348313' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/2184619218210348313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/2184619218210348313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas-on-budget.html' title='Christmas on a Budget'/><author><name>NtPQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10482130094089167989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13740967.post-6296965305161291209</id><published>2006-12-03T23:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T23:22:59.800-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Design'/><title type='text'>Check it!</title><content type='html'>I finally got a header design up!  I worked on this for a while (on and off).  It's not great, very simple.  Not hard to do, just took me a long time.  Tell me what ya think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13740967-6296965305161291209?l=notthepromqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/6296965305161291209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13740967&amp;postID=6296965305161291209' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/6296965305161291209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/6296965305161291209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/2006/12/check-it.html' title='Check it!'/><author><name>NtPQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10482130094089167989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13740967.post-2395522685179506345</id><published>2006-12-02T22:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T22:57:23.716-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily'/><title type='text'>Blogger Beta</title><content type='html'>Ok - I converted.  But not too sure about it.  What's with all the widget this and widget that?  I do like the labels though.  Can anyone tell me how to fix my blog roll alignment in beta?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13740967-2395522685179506345?l=notthepromqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/2395522685179506345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13740967&amp;postID=2395522685179506345' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/2395522685179506345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/2395522685179506345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/2006/12/blogger-beta.html' title='Blogger Beta'/><author><name>NtPQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10482130094089167989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13740967.post-116495238664097574</id><published>2006-11-30T23:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T00:22:17.487-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weather'/><title type='text'>Freezing my a** off!</title><content type='html'>This morning I'm headed to work. I stop at the bank and realize I don't have my atm card. Apparently I used it the night before to get gas, but misplaced it. I park in the lot and open my door to dig around under the seats missing card. After a couple of minutes the wind picks up, swirling leaves, gravel and dirt are making mini tornadoes. Less than 5 minutes later, the temperature drops 20 degrees, YES 20! WTF??? 74 to 52! Listening to the weatherman this morning, you'd think people were going to freeze in their tracks - &lt;em&gt;Day After Tomorrow&lt;/em&gt; style. Hey, he was almost right! I had to run to my trunk and get my trench. Later I found out the temp had dropped some more down to 41 but the "feels like" temperature was 20 degrees. Damn it is cold. Brrrrrrrrrrrrr!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13740967-116495238664097574?l=notthepromqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/116495238664097574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13740967&amp;postID=116495238664097574' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/116495238664097574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/116495238664097574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/2006/11/freezing-my-off.html' title='Freezing my a** off!'/><author><name>NtPQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10482130094089167989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13740967.post-116453323794285586</id><published>2006-11-26T03:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T00:18:28.555-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bitching'/><title type='text'>Ebay is a cult</title><content type='html'>It is official. I hate eBay. With a passion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, there has been no flow. (ie: no money) So, we missed the PS3 bandwagon - we have jobs that we really need right now. But we stood in line for 6 hours to buy a couple of Wiis. Figured we turn a profit on ebay. No much just a little something to help our bills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course ebay is stricter on the requirements for selling game systems this year... no problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flashback to 2004 - We buy 2 slim PS2's and post on ebay. We get a buy it now offer for both. Paid for via Paypal. We package and ship them to the address. Signature required, of course. Paypal freezes our funds, launches an investigation. I have to submit, emails, receipts, and documentation up the wazoo. Eight weeks later, Paypal decides in my favor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Present time - I jump through all the hoops and finally get to post my Wiis for sale. This time I specifically state I will only take payments via Paypal and I will ONLY ship to a CONFIRMED Paypal address.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get a buy it now offer on each of my auctions, 2 different people. Neither of which have a confirmed paypal address. Geez. Can't people read??? They are costing me money. I have almost $15 in fees now from having to relist. I can't seem to sell these damned things as you have to be part of the cult (translated: lots of feedback) in order to sell anything to anyone other than scammers. This is very frusterating. I'm just trying to make a few extra dollars here - give a gal a break!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to rant for a sec:&lt;br /&gt;How the hell do the damn powersellers make money on ebay? For instance children's clothes. I swear their prices are the same or more than the store. How can they possible turn a profit? I mean even if you buy NWT clothes on sale, and try to resell on ebay, it will cost you just as much to list as the the item cost you, so where is your profit? Say they have a wholesaler... how do you hook up with a wholesaler that will sell you items as cost? You surely can't google and get the results needed (I tried). And what's with the drop ship companies that say they are wholesalers but charge double what I could pay elsewhere. How can anyone resell those items?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone knows the answer to these questions, please let me know as I am clueless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13740967-116453323794285586?l=notthepromqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/116453323794285586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13740967&amp;postID=116453323794285586' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/116453323794285586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/116453323794285586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/2006/11/ebay-is-cult.html' title='Ebay is a cult'/><author><name>NtPQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10482130094089167989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13740967.post-116453164297476320</id><published>2006-11-26T02:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T22:08:06.409-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Only happens to me'/><title type='text'>Sometimes Daddy's are just better</title><content type='html'>Last week after daycare, my husband announces that my son (4 yrs old) has something to tell me. The conversation went like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daddy:&lt;/strong&gt; The boy's got something to tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daddy to boy:&lt;/strong&gt; Tell Momma what you did today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boy in little voice:&lt;/strong&gt; Today at naptime, I couldn't sleep. I found a piece&lt;br /&gt;of corn...but it was a little piece of corn momma - and&lt;br /&gt;I put it in my nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; You &lt;em&gt;what&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boy:&lt;/strong&gt; But it was ok, we got it out, then my nose started bleeding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daddy:&lt;/strong&gt; Tell her what your teacher said about not putting stuff in your nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boy:&lt;/strong&gt; She said not to put things in my nose because I will grow a tree out of my nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;HAHAHAHAHA... what in the....HAHAHAHA...Why would you....HAHAHHAHA... You shouldn't....HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daddy:&lt;/strong&gt; Not &lt;em&gt;exactly&lt;/em&gt; the reaction you were supposed to have!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't help it. That was way too funny!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13740967-116453164297476320?l=notthepromqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/116453164297476320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13740967&amp;postID=116453164297476320' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/116453164297476320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/116453164297476320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/2006/11/sometimes-daddys-are-just-better.html' title='Sometimes Daddy&apos;s are just better'/><author><name>NtPQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10482130094089167989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13740967.post-116453038983212449</id><published>2006-11-26T02:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T00:20:03.282-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THOSE people'/><title type='text'>$65 - gone.</title><content type='html'>Thanksgiving is not going to be so nice this year - my brother is stationed in Cali (he's a Marine)... He isn't able to come home for the holidays, so I'm gonna miss him this year. Looks like on my side, its just my family, my mom and younger 2 siblings. I went to the store and bought all the stuff to make my sweet potatoe casserole, broccoli rice and cheese casserole, green beans in cream of mushroom sauce along with some rolls and a pumpkin pie. $65 or so worth of groceries (including dog food and some other necessities.) I made my share, then took it to my mom's on Thanksgiving afternoon. Of course only a 1/16th of it was eaten at dinner. In our defense we had gone to my MIL in the early afternoon and eaten there too. Still, all my food sat at on the kitchen counter at my mom's. So I figured as we are leaving she'd tell us to pack up leftovers. But she didn't. I brought a lot of good food, and left with half a pumpkin pie. Ratz! No leftovers from a 20 lb turkey that could have fed an army. Of course, I spent Friday and Saturday complaining about how I wanted turkey. What's thanksgiving without leftovers???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13740967-116453038983212449?l=notthepromqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/116453038983212449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13740967&amp;postID=116453038983212449' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/116453038983212449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/116453038983212449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/2006/11/65-gone.html' title='$65 - gone.'/><author><name>NtPQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10482130094089167989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13740967.post-116452872319034840</id><published>2006-11-26T02:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T00:20:33.703-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily'/><title type='text'>Same old</title><content type='html'>Miss me? I promise to try to blog more... really. I've been working my butt off. Also doing side work fixing computers. Video gaming (at least watching the hubby). and trying to think of ways to make money on the net. If anyone knows of a way (while keeping my clothes on, not doing anything obscene and it must be 100% legal!) let me know. I thought about the ebay thing, but that is a story for another post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13740967-116452872319034840?l=notthepromqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/116452872319034840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13740967&amp;postID=116452872319034840' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/116452872319034840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/116452872319034840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/2006/11/same-old.html' title='Same old'/><author><name>NtPQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10482130094089167989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13740967.post-116443400095868662</id><published>2006-11-24T23:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T00:11:24.596-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What group are you in?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table border='0' cellpadding='2' cellspacing='0' width='400'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizfarm.com/1117183904images.jpg"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; You scored as &lt;b&gt;Goth&lt;/b&gt;. Your A Goth!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;table border='0' width='300' cellspacing='0' cellpadding='0'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Goth&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='70' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;70%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Trendy&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='30' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;30%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Rocker, Mosher&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='30' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;30%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Prepy&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='25' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;25%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Emo&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='15' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;15%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Chav, Townie, Rude Boy, Ned, Kev&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='5' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;5%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Skater&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='0' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;0%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://quizfarm.com/test.php?q_id=39704'&gt;What Group Are You? Chav, Rocker, Skater, Emo, Goth, Trendy, Prepy Ect&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;created with &lt;a href='http://quizfarm.com'&gt;QuizFarm.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13740967-116443400095868662?l=notthepromqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/116443400095868662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13740967&amp;postID=116443400095868662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/116443400095868662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/116443400095868662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/2006/11/what-group-are-you-in.html' title='What group are you in?'/><author><name>NtPQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10482130094089167989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13740967.post-115869095751772638</id><published>2006-09-19T13:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T13:35:57.566-05:00</updated><title type='text'>For Belle....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.freecodesource.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.freecodesource.com/gallery/images/banners/prod_670_23787.gif" border="0" alt="Myspace Layouts" title="Myspace Layouts"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freecodesource.com"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13740967-115869095751772638?l=notthepromqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/115869095751772638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13740967&amp;postID=115869095751772638' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/115869095751772638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/115869095751772638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/2006/09/for-belle.html' title='For Belle....'/><author><name>NtPQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10482130094089167989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13740967.post-115757060377652191</id><published>2006-09-06T14:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T14:39:08.253-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You know it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#FF0099;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are Bettie Page&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.yournewromance.com/whatfamouspinupareyouquiz/bettie-page.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Girl next door with a wild streakYou're a famous beauty - with unique lookAnd the people like you are cultish about it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/whatfamouspinupareyouquiz/"&gt;What Famous Pinup Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13740967-115757060377652191?l=notthepromqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/115757060377652191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13740967&amp;postID=115757060377652191' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/115757060377652191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/115757060377652191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/2006/09/you-know-it.html' title='You know it!'/><author><name>NtPQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10482130094089167989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13740967.post-115472746459209048</id><published>2006-08-04T16:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T16:37:44.603-05:00</updated><title type='text'>20 questions</title><content type='html'>Today is Bring Your Kid to Work Day. I opted to forego the festivities this year. Thought I’d save myself the headache of explaining to my pre-schooler why he can’t go to mommy’s work but big sis can. My co-worker brought her 10 year old son. Today went something like this - &lt;em&gt;Yes, I really do work with Computers... No, I’m not a computer genius... Yes, I know I’m a chick... No, I don’t know Bill Gates... Yes, I can build a computer... No, I can’t code the Matrix and I don’t know Neo... Yes, I know what an Xbox is... No, don’t make video games... &lt;/em&gt;You get the picture.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13740967-115472746459209048?l=notthepromqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/115472746459209048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13740967&amp;postID=115472746459209048' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/115472746459209048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/115472746459209048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/2006/08/20-questions.html' title='20 questions'/><author><name>NtPQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10482130094089167989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13740967.post-115472352862381328</id><published>2006-08-04T15:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T15:46:22.230-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I haven't fallen off the face of the earth...</title><content type='html'>My plethora of readers have brought it to my attention that I have neglected to update my blog.  (all 3 of them - Thanks Belle, Wench &amp; Derek!)  So – finished that e-business degree.  To my disappointment - completing the degree does not mean a sudden upsurge of cash flow.  On the contrary – my loan provider is sending me daily reminders in my mailbox for loans which will begin payment in Nov.  Not something I’m looking forward to.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby’s got a new job – hopefully this one will work out. (&lt;em&gt;On a side note – I hate people that are fakes.  People that act a certain way because they are trying to be better than the rest of the world – You know those that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;try&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to be entrepreneurs, drive BMW’s, shop expensive and hang out at cool places - just so they can be different and unique &amp; look down on everyone else.&lt;/em&gt;) Anyhow, the last year has been difficult – the bill collector’s know me by voice and can recite my account &amp; verification info based on “Hi, this is…”  But again, I’m grateful the hubby is happy in his new position.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At work – I took an A+ cert course. That was 6 wks ago. I have yet to take the exam.  Honestly, I’m afraid of the exam.  The course covered a lot of content – stuff that I’ve never heard of and some for support of computers which can be dug up with the dinosaurs.  &lt;em&gt;{sigh} &lt;/em&gt; Need to get studying for that one.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’ve enrolled the kids at a new daycare.  The old one was going downhill with a quickness.  The new daycare is just too cute!  Everything is colorful and labeled &amp; spelled correctly! &amp; Nice and clean! – maybe that was too much to ask for from the old daycare.  I mean we’re paying an arm and a leg!...cut me some slack. And they even offer webcam so I can check in on them and &lt;S&gt;beat them down when they are trippin’&lt;/S&gt; see what wonderfully cute things they are doing while I'm at work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13740967-115472352862381328?l=notthepromqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/115472352862381328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13740967&amp;postID=115472352862381328' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/115472352862381328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/115472352862381328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-havent-fallen-off-face-of-earth.html' title='I haven&apos;t fallen off the face of the earth...'/><author><name>NtPQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10482130094089167989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13740967.post-114746095881337308</id><published>2006-05-12T14:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T14:09:18.866-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In the oven</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;Note to self:&amp;nbsp; Do not leave bread in oven for a week.&amp;nbsp; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;Funky!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13740967-114746095881337308?l=notthepromqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/114746095881337308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13740967&amp;postID=114746095881337308' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/114746095881337308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/114746095881337308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/2006/05/in-oven.html' title='In the oven'/><author><name>NtPQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10482130094089167989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13740967.post-114669553525300065</id><published>2006-05-03T17:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T17:32:15.293-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Aaaarrrrgh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;Now that I&amp;#8217;m done with classes&amp;#8230; no time to rest.&amp;nbsp; Gotta clean the house!&amp;nbsp; I&amp;#8217;ve had a migraine for 3 days and Tylenol is not helping.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I have lots of projects that need to be addressed both home and business.&amp;nbsp; But I am having a little fun, working on a design (&amp;#8230;kind of &amp;#8211; It is probably going to look very generic and boxy&amp;#8230; but oh well!) for this blog, but I just want to pull my hair out!&amp;nbsp; Photoshop is not user friendly!&amp;nbsp; Figured I could pick it up and teach it to myself &amp;#8211; Always have in the past, but this is something else.&amp;nbsp; Scary thing is, I&amp;#8217;m pretty good with computers!!!!&amp;nbsp; Help!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=3 face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 12.0pt'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13740967-114669553525300065?l=notthepromqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/114669553525300065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13740967&amp;postID=114669553525300065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/114669553525300065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/114669553525300065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/2006/05/aaaarrrrgh.html' title='Aaaarrrrgh!'/><author><name>NtPQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10482130094089167989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13740967.post-114651260280642929</id><published>2006-05-01T14:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T14:43:22.856-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Security Check</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;I just got through delivering 2 local printers. &amp;nbsp;The people weren&amp;#8217;t there so I told the assistant I would deliver the printers but could not set them up until their computers were available. &amp;nbsp;She tells me they are traveling. &amp;nbsp;She then goes on to explain how she needs to have the printers &amp;#8220;locked up&amp;#8221;. &amp;nbsp;She tells me she has no room to secure them in her department &amp;amp; wants me to take them back to my office&amp;#8230;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style='font-style:italic'&gt;Um&amp;#8230;no! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;I politely tell her that I&amp;#8217;m not sure I understand. &amp;nbsp;She explains that the printers will not be &amp;#8220;hooked up&amp;#8221; &amp;nbsp;(ie: cables) and are not secure. &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style='font-style:italic'&gt;Helllooooo&amp;#8230; printer cables do not secure your printer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; if someone is walking away with a printer from our office which requires a keycard for entry, then we&amp;#8217;ve got other problems! &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style='font-style:italic'&gt;Let me slap you now! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style='font-style:italic'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13740967-114651260280642929?l=notthepromqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/114651260280642929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13740967&amp;postID=114651260280642929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/114651260280642929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/114651260280642929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/2006/05/security-check.html' title='Security Check'/><author><name>NtPQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10482130094089167989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13740967.post-114649658688304580</id><published>2006-05-01T10:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T10:16:26.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It works! </title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;Awesome! Now it&amp;#8217;s easier than ever to post to your blog&amp;#8230; I&amp;#8217;m sure I&amp;#8217;m behind the times here.&amp;nbsp; And to think &amp;#8211; I do tech work for a living!!!! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=3 face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 12.0pt'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13740967-114649658688304580?l=notthepromqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/114649658688304580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13740967&amp;postID=114649658688304580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/114649658688304580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/114649658688304580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/2006/05/it-works.html' title='It works! '/><author><name>NtPQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10482130094089167989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13740967.post-114649645912023023</id><published>2006-05-01T10:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T10:14:19.126-05:00</updated><title type='text'>email</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;I&amp;#8217;m testing the email posting to blogger. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=3 face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 12.0pt'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13740967-114649645912023023?l=notthepromqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/114649645912023023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13740967&amp;postID=114649645912023023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/114649645912023023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/114649645912023023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/2006/05/email.html' title='email'/><author><name>NtPQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10482130094089167989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13740967.post-114645933588564139</id><published>2006-04-30T23:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T23:55:35.896-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MIA... But I'm back!</title><content type='html'>Hi all!  I've been MIA for a while now... sorry.  Things have been crazy here.  Even though I wasn't posting on my blog, I was keeping up with my BlogRoll.  Anyhow, Hubby was out of work for a while, but no longer unemployed (thank god!)  We are now commuting an hour to and from work. It's not too bad though, kind of nice to speak with the hubby on the way there.  I'm also 24 hours, yes, only 1 day away from grabbing that brass ring (degree) - I'm very excited!  I have mixed feelings about it, I'm going to miss it and I wonder what I'm going to do with all that time.  But I've also got some projects lined up already.  I plan to start getting on the treadmill too.  So a big {sigh} of relief, I'm going to be able to do that more often.  So, with all my new found time, I should be able to spend more time making posts to my blog &amp; maybe one of these days I'll get around to getting a custom design too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13740967-114645933588564139?l=notthepromqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/114645933588564139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13740967&amp;postID=114645933588564139' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/114645933588564139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/114645933588564139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/2006/04/mia-but-im-back.html' title='MIA... But I&apos;m back!'/><author><name>NtPQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10482130094089167989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13740967.post-113773887731683752</id><published>2006-01-20T00:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T00:34:37.326-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Check out...</title><content type='html'>Hey - my brother in law, &lt;a href="http://dragonaztec.blogspot.com"&gt;DragonAztec&lt;/a&gt; got his blog published, he's getting good at those hyperlinks!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go over and check out his pit bulls.  &lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/19/88834212_98bb6cc374.jpg"&gt;Camille&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/21/88834932_9521852f0e.jpg"&gt;Money&lt;/a&gt; and new &lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/22/88834931_926f3baf8f.jpg"&gt;litter&lt;/a&gt;! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are beautiful!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13740967-113773887731683752?l=notthepromqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/113773887731683752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13740967&amp;postID=113773887731683752' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/113773887731683752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/113773887731683752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/2006/01/check-out.html' title='Check out...'/><author><name>NtPQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10482130094089167989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13740967.post-113764952506960863</id><published>2006-01-18T23:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T23:45:25.090-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting....</title><content type='html'>Got this over at &lt;a href="http://notasoccermom.blogspot.com/"&gt;Not a Soccer Mom&lt;/a&gt;'s - Thanks ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#A0CDFF" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Stipper Song Is&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#C6E1FF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsongshouldyoustriptoquiz/dancer.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://click.linksynergy.com/fs-bin/stat?id=CkIfgYlVpZA&amp;offerid=99176&amp;type=3&amp;subid=0&amp;tmpid=1826&amp;RD_PARM1=http%253A%252F%252Fphobos.apple.com%252FWebObjects%252FMZStore.woa%252Fwa%252FviewAlbum%253FselectedItemId%253D645500%2526playListId%253D645509%2526s%253D143441%26partnerId%3D30"&gt;Master and Servant&lt;/a&gt; by Depeche Mode&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There’s a new game&lt;br /&gt;We like to play you see&lt;br /&gt;A game with added reality&lt;br /&gt;You treat me like a dog&lt;br /&gt;Get me down on my knees"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yawn, dancing is so boring without a little spice.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsongshouldyoustriptoquiz/"&gt;What Song Should You Strip To?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13740967-113764952506960863?l=notthepromqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/113764952506960863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13740967&amp;postID=113764952506960863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/113764952506960863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/113764952506960863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/2006/01/interesting.html' title='Interesting....'/><author><name>NtPQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10482130094089167989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13740967.post-113754067545152214</id><published>2006-01-17T17:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T23:03:33.670-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Helllloooo???!</title><content type='html'>Along with my many Superwoman talents of fixing computers, I also train on IT stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past year I was assigned with training a backup trainer. Not a very enthusiastic candidate by the way.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently we had this conversation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me:&lt;/em&gt; How many trainings have you sat in on?  (counting in my head)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Backup trainee:&lt;/em&gt; None I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me:&lt;/em&gt; You've sat in on a few...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Backup trainee:&lt;/em&gt; I think one, but obviously I don't remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: &lt;/em&gt;So how many more sit-ins til you'll be ready?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Backup trainee:&lt;/em&gt; Not sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me:&lt;/em&gt; Ok what about XYZ program - you've sat in on many of those. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Backup trainee:&lt;/em&gt; Are you leaving the company? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me:&lt;/em&gt; Ummm, no...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think she's ready to train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{deep sigh}...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13740967-113754067545152214?l=notthepromqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/113754067545152214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13740967&amp;postID=113754067545152214' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/113754067545152214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/113754067545152214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/2006/01/helllloooo.html' title='Helllloooo???!'/><author><name>NtPQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10482130094089167989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13740967.post-113729857995284988</id><published>2006-01-14T22:13:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T22:22:00.206-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Top Trivia Tips about NtPQ!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="padding:1px;margin:1px;background-color:#000000;color:#F08080;font-family: georgia, helvetica, trebuchet ms, verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align:center;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;NtPQ is worth her weight in gold - literally.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Europe is the only continent that lacks NtPQ.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pacman was originally called NtPQman!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;In Vermont, the ratio of cows to NtPQ is 10:1!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you kiss NtPQ for one minute you will burn six or seven calories.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;NtPQ cannot burp - there is no gravity to separate liquid from gas in her stomach.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Only one person in two billion will live to be NtPQ!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Most bottles and jars contain at least twenty-five percent recycled NtPQ.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;American Airlines saved forty thousand dollars a year by eliminating NtPQ from each salad served in first class.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;The number one cause of blindness in the United States is NtPQ.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;form action="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl" method="get" style="background-color:#5F5F42;color:#CFCF95;padding:2px;text-align:center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am interested in &lt;input name="subject" type="text"&gt; - do tell me about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;select name="gender"&gt;&lt;option value="f"&gt;her&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="m"&gt;him&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="n"&gt;it&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="p"&gt;them&lt;/option&gt;&lt;/select&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input value="Go" type="submit"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13740967-113729857995284988?l=notthepromqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/113729857995284988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13740967&amp;postID=113729857995284988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/113729857995284988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/113729857995284988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/2006/01/top-trivia-tips-about-ntpq.html' title='Top Trivia Tips about NtPQ!'/><author><name>NtPQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10482130094089167989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13740967.post-113728178126426658</id><published>2006-01-14T15:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T17:39:42.736-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Miss Muffett</title><content type='html'>So how big does a spider have to be before its considered a "big" spider? And do you measure a spider by the body only or by circumference of the spider including its legs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where'd this come from? I had a 20 minute round with the biggest spider I've every seen. Damn thing wouldn't die! So much for "Kills Spiders in seconds" damn bug spray!  No, I'm not an advocate of killing God's creatures and all that - but when you've gone through your child being bitten by a spider (suspected brown recluse, no doubt) - emergency room, antibiotics, incision for draining, packing, skin dying, scars.... well, you get my point. Anyhow - according to my hubby, it wasn't a "big" spider. Hmmm, could've fooled me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13740967-113728178126426658?l=notthepromqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/113728178126426658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13740967&amp;postID=113728178126426658' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/113728178126426658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/113728178126426658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/2006/01/little-miss-muffett.html' title='Little Miss Muffett'/><author><name>NtPQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10482130094089167989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13740967.post-113695862635183864</id><published>2006-01-10T23:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T00:02:02.956-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Any 4</title><content type='html'>I played this at &lt;a href="http://www.blogcult.com/devilishbelle"&gt;Not Your Typical Southern Belle's&lt;/a&gt;.  Thanks Gal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask me 4 questions. Any 4 no matter how personal, private or random. I have to answer them honestly. I have to answer them all. In turn you post this message in your own journal &amp; you have to answer the questions that are asked to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, shoot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------&lt;br /&gt;Not Your Typical Southern Belle is the first to play! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the scoop -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Who is your favorite band or musician?&lt;br /&gt;   That's a hard one! I listen to a wide variety...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. How'd you come up with your awesome blog name?&lt;br /&gt;   It's awsome? really? Well, I figured I'm the opposite of the stereotypical prom queen.  Unpopular, sarcastic, opinionated and anti-social (most of the time!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Home improvements-wise, what is the next thing on your agenda? &lt;br /&gt;   We own - the next thing on the list.. buying a park bench for the entry hallway &amp; repainting kid's rooms - pale yellow for the girl, blue for the boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What is your favorite perfume? &lt;br /&gt;   Romance, Tommy Girl Jeans, Nautica for women&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for playing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13740967-113695862635183864?l=notthepromqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/113695862635183864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13740967&amp;postID=113695862635183864' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/113695862635183864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/113695862635183864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/2006/01/any-4.html' title='Any 4'/><author><name>NtPQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10482130094089167989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13740967.post-113695840016556830</id><published>2006-01-10T23:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T23:47:06.276-06:00</updated><title type='text'>One Little Monkey</title><content type='html'>He's been sick the last few days with cough and congestion. Last night he couldn't sleep and wanted to be with Mommy. After a couple of hours of tossing and turning - I thought he'd finally go to sleep. No luck. He complained about an earache. Around 2:30 am when I was about to get up and get some medicine - he fell off the bed! Our bed is pretty high - Even we sometimes have a hard time climbing to get into bed. Poor Baby! Bad Mommy....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13740967-113695840016556830?l=notthepromqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/113695840016556830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13740967&amp;postID=113695840016556830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/113695840016556830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/113695840016556830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/2006/01/one-little-monkey.html' title='One Little Monkey'/><author><name>NtPQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10482130094089167989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13740967.post-113652885709554252</id><published>2006-01-06T00:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T00:27:37.106-06:00</updated><title type='text'>You go, girl!</title><content type='html'>Heard from my friends - 1 says this new year will bring awesomely good changes for her!  I'm so happy for her!  The other says Santa brought her a brand new Expedition!  Congrats!  ;Can't wait to see it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13740967-113652885709554252?l=notthepromqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/113652885709554252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13740967&amp;postID=113652885709554252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/113652885709554252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/113652885709554252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/2006/01/you-go-girl.html' title='You go, girl!'/><author><name>NtPQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10482130094089167989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13740967.post-113641649654545304</id><published>2006-01-04T17:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T00:35:09.633-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A new home... minus the house!</title><content type='html'>Over the past week - my mom's been visiting a lot. I'm glad to have her over. I think she was in a spring cleaning mood. And boy did my house need it! So we started cleaning - rearranging - hanging. Few hours later - looks like a new home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to shopping for &lt;em&gt;stuff &lt;/em&gt;nothing in particular, just stuff for the house. Of course - when I want to spend money I can't find stuff I like and when I don't have money - I like everything I see! But I did find a nice ivy for the top of the entertainment center. I was searching for a metal plaque for the entryway (something that doesn't cost a fortune.) I'm still looking.  I found a nice ficus and am in the process of searching for a park bench that is inexpensive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend is the princess's b-day - We'll be fixing up her room too. Repainting - I'm thinking yellow. Right now it's bubble gum pink (I hate it). I already purchased a new comforter - very whimsical. And a dressy one - white eyelet bed in a bag. $29 bucks - it was a steal.  She says she doesn't like yellow.  Eventhough it's her birthday, she's gonna lose this one!  I've always wanted her to have a yellow room.  I think it is so happy, fresh and cottage-like!  I plan to take down the disney princess decor and move to a more "big girl" cottage type theme.  Flowers, butterflys and hearts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The prince's b-day is coming up in less than 2 months - so we plan to paint his room at the same time.  His will be blue, of course.  I really hate red, so blue will have to do to coordinate with Spidey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13740967-113641649654545304?l=notthepromqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/113641649654545304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13740967&amp;postID=113641649654545304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/113641649654545304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/113641649654545304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/2006/01/new-home-minus-house.html' title='A new home... minus the house!'/><author><name>NtPQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10482130094089167989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13740967.post-113606636137704197</id><published>2005-12-31T15:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T00:20:04.436-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year's Resolution</title><content type='html'>10. Blog more&lt;br /&gt;9. Get a blog design&lt;br /&gt;8. Find a decent hair sylist&lt;br /&gt;7. Even haircolor (don't ask!)&lt;br /&gt;6. Play Xbox more&lt;br /&gt;5. Take a vacation&lt;br /&gt;4. Curse less (not likely!)&lt;br /&gt;3. Be selfish&lt;br /&gt;2. Work on my inner Domestic Goddess&lt;br /&gt;1. Eat Less, Exercise...drink more Crown!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13740967-113606636137704197?l=notthepromqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/113606636137704197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13740967&amp;postID=113606636137704197' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/113606636137704197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/113606636137704197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/2005/12/new-years-resolution.html' title='New Year&apos;s Resolution'/><author><name>NtPQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10482130094089167989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13740967.post-113590667653241554</id><published>2005-12-29T19:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T19:38:28.583-06:00</updated><title type='text'>MCRD Graduation Day</title><content type='html'>We arrived at the Depot early around 7:00 am. We got there in time to see Morning Colors. This is something every Marine family should see. We headed to the bleachers to get seats for the graduation. Surprisingly, the stands were alreading starting to fill. We had to wait for almost 2 hours. Finally the band started to march in and graduation had begun. After graduation they are released for leave. He was in a very big hurry to find his sea bag and get it to the car. Apparently, they all look alike and have no obvious labeling. So he wanted to find his before everyone went over to look for theirs. We stayed behind to meet and thank his Drill Instructor. The DI allowed the family to take pictures with him. He wanted to stop at the exchange to purchase some clothes. We finally left the Depot and stopped at Chili's since the new Marine wanted to eat a steak. Next we headed for the hotel and all he could do was tell us all about what he learned. He was finally able to get into civilian clothes, he seemed much more at ease. It was a very proud day for him and the family!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13740967-113590667653241554?l=notthepromqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/113590667653241554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13740967&amp;postID=113590667653241554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/113590667653241554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/113590667653241554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/2005/12/mcrd-graduation-day.html' title='MCRD Graduation Day'/><author><name>NtPQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10482130094089167989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13740967.post-113590315578249025</id><published>2005-12-29T18:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T19:38:54.436-06:00</updated><title type='text'>MCRD Family Day</title><content type='html'>It's been a couple of weeks since I posted. To start, went to my brother's Marine Corps graduation. After three months of writing, Three hours on a plane, 1500 miles - to see him make a huge change in his life. He's always wanted to be a Marine since he was a little boy. The Depot is beautiful. Exactly what you imaging California to look like. We stayed at a hotel only 2 miles from the Depot. We took congrats posters for the Moto Run (Motivational Run). We got there early enough to see his Platoon practicing for graduation, around 6:30 am. Everyone lined up for the Moto Run. We got to see them line up and sound off for the run. The run lasted about 30 minutes, a total of 4 miles. After the run we all went to the food court to buy Challenge coins, company t-shirts and food. Shortly after, we headed toward the stands to see the EGA ceremony. This ceremony is where the recruit gets his Eagle, Globe and Anchor and is called a marine for the first time. After, the new Marine is released to his family for a few hours of on base leave. It was very emotional. I was so proud. We couldn't believe he looked so trim! We took lots of pictures. The first thing he did was rush to the electronics store to buy a PSP. He was very jumpy. He didn't want to see any more of the depot or do anymore shopping, instead he wanted to sit and talk, and eat! He told me all about bootcamp - lots of funny stories! I couldn't believe how different he was. Very focused, knowledgeable and articulate. It was great to see his sense of humor. It seemed like the 5 hours of leave wasn't enough. We watched proudly as he walked back to the barracks to report for chow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13740967-113590315578249025?l=notthepromqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/113590315578249025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13740967&amp;postID=113590315578249025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/113590315578249025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/113590315578249025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/2005/12/mcrd-family-day.html' title='MCRD Family Day'/><author><name>NtPQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10482130094089167989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13740967.post-113321987891517554</id><published>2005-11-28T17:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T17:17:58.963-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Photobucket</title><content type='html'>This is a test post from &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/"&gt;Photobucket.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13740967-113321987891517554?l=notthepromqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/113321987891517554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13740967&amp;postID=113321987891517554' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/113321987891517554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/113321987891517554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/2005/11/photobucket.html' title='Photobucket'/><author><name>NtPQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10482130094089167989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13740967.post-113296984916674763</id><published>2005-11-25T19:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T19:50:49.176-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Bill? Why?</title><content type='html'>So, Bill did it.  Launched the 360 Nov 22.  There were lines of people camping out at Best Buys and Walmarts.   With the shortage so many went home empty handed.  My husband was not one of them!  He preordered months ago through a local gaming store.  The store had almost 100 preorders.  With the shortage they were only suppossed to be receiving 30 boxes.  Turns out they only received 2...Yes, 2!   Try getting your hands on one now... Ebay you say?  I hope you're willing to pay between $1500 - $5000!   Why, Bill? Why?   Because Microsoft knew exactly what they were doing!  With so many hardcore gamers wanting the Premium system, how were any of the Core systems going to sell and what about all those accessories?  Well, MS puts out a shortage, not only can they now justify the expensive cost, but can decide to instead produce lots of core systems.  Many gamers want it so badly they'd be willing to buy the core and soup it up til it's has Premium specs.  The result is MS sells their core system and its accessories, the customer spends $300 more to upgrade to the Premium - They knew exactly what they were doing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13740967-113296984916674763?l=notthepromqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/113296984916674763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13740967&amp;postID=113296984916674763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/113296984916674763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/113296984916674763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/2005/11/why-bill-why.html' title='Why Bill? Why?'/><author><name>NtPQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10482130094089167989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13740967.post-113296889467372233</id><published>2005-11-25T19:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T19:34:54.673-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Brother's Journey</title><content type='html'>He's got about 3 weeks left in marine bootcamp!  He and his plattoon passed the Crucible.  On to swim week.  Hopefully he'll pass to graduate on time and be home for Christmas.  He says he's lost a lot of weight, went from a Large to a Medium.  Guess all that PT will do it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13740967-113296889467372233?l=notthepromqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/113296889467372233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13740967&amp;postID=113296889467372233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/113296889467372233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/113296889467372233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-brothers-journey.html' title='My Brother&apos;s Journey'/><author><name>NtPQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10482130094089167989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13740967.post-113296848925148948</id><published>2005-11-25T19:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T19:28:09.263-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Burn In</title><content type='html'>Recently we discovered our 65" projection TV has burn in from my hubby playing his xbox on it.  So to prevent ruining the TV we sold it.  Try moving a big screen TV up 3 flights of stairs... takes 4 people! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended up buying a DLP - which suppossedly guarantees no burn in.  I guess we'll see.  I'm not crazy about the stand for TV (the silver and glass) but besides that the color and detail is amazing.  Sports in HD DLP... incredible!  I recommend DLP!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13740967-113296848925148948?l=notthepromqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/113296848925148948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13740967&amp;postID=113296848925148948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/113296848925148948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/113296848925148948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/2005/11/burn-in.html' title='Burn In'/><author><name>NtPQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10482130094089167989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13740967.post-112573274792356017</id><published>2005-09-03T02:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T02:32:27.930-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dome Blog - Accounts of Astrodome</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://blogs.chron.com/domeblog/"&gt;http://blogs.chron.com/domeblog/&lt;/a&gt;#&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13740967-112573274792356017?l=notthepromqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/112573274792356017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13740967&amp;postID=112573274792356017' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/112573274792356017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/112573274792356017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/2005/09/dome-blog-accounts-of-astrodome.html' title='Dome Blog - Accounts of Astrodome'/><author><name>NtPQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10482130094089167989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13740967.post-112564132080501712</id><published>2005-09-02T01:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T01:08:40.806-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Katrina - News Resource</title><content type='html'>For those of us looking for more news resources....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find Local Information&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;a href="http://www.nola.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Louisiana: NOLA.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;a href="http://www.wpmi.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Alabama: WPMI.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;a href="http://www.wlox.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Mississippi: WLOX ABC 13&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;a href="http://www.al.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Alabama: AL.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;a href="http://pensacolanewsjournal.com/apps/pbcs.dll/frontpage" target="_blank"&gt;Florida: PensecolaNewsJournal.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;a href="http://www.sunherald.com/mld/sunherald/" target="_blank"&gt;Mississippi: Sun Herald&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;a href="http://www.clarionledger.com/apps/pbcs.dll/frontpage" target="_blank"&gt;Mississippi: The Clarion-Ledger&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;a href="http://www.nola.com/weblogs/nola/" target="_blank"&gt;NOLA.com Blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;a href="http://www.nola.com/forums/searching/" target="_blank"&gt;NOLA.com Missing Persons Forum&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;a href="http://2theadvocate.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;2theadvocate.com Blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;a href="http://survivedkatrina.proboards54.com/index.cgi" target="_blank"&gt;Hurricane Katrina Connection message board&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;a href="http://www.southernco.com/alpower/" target="_blank"&gt;Alabama Power&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;a href="http://www.southernco.com/mspower/home.asp?mnuOpco=mpc&amp;mnuType=main&amp;amp;mnuItem=def" target="_blank"&gt;Mississippi: Mississippi Power&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;a href="http://www.fpl.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Florida: Florida Power and Light&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;a href="http://www.fpuc.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Florida: Florida Public Utilities&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;a href="http://www.entergy.com/corp/" target="_blank"&gt;Louisiana/Mississippi: Entergy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from cnn.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13740967-112564132080501712?l=notthepromqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/112564132080501712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13740967&amp;postID=112564132080501712' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/112564132080501712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/112564132080501712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/2005/09/katrina-news-resource.html' title='Katrina - News Resource'/><author><name>NtPQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10482130094089167989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13740967.post-112564121704954205</id><published>2005-09-02T01:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T01:07:28.860-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Katrina - Find Missing People</title><content type='html'>Locate the Missing&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;a href="http://www.firstgov.gov/Citizen/Topics/PublicSafety/Hurricane_Katrina_Recovery.shtml" target="_blank"&gt;Hurricane Katrina Official Government Website&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;a href="http://www.nokr.org/" target="_blank"&gt;National Next of Kin Registry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;a href="http://homeport.uscg.mil/mycg/portal/ep/home.do" target="_blank"&gt;Homeport: Hurricane Katrina Disaster Recovery Assistance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;a href="http://survivedkatrina.proboards54.com/index.cgi" target="_blank"&gt;Hurricane Katrina Connection message board&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;a href="http://www.alaha.org/hurricane.html" target="_blank"&gt;Alabama Hospital Association&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from cnn.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13740967-112564121704954205?l=notthepromqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/112564121704954205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13740967&amp;postID=112564121704954205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/112564121704954205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/112564121704954205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/2005/09/katrina-find-missing-people.html' title='Katrina - Find Missing People'/><author><name>NtPQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10482130094089167989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13740967.post-112564112846818678</id><published>2005-09-02T00:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T01:10:41.143-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Katrina - More Help</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Please post this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ood Stamps and FREE Gas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Do you know anyone in Texas as an evacuee from any of the three states: Louisiana, Mississippi, or Alabama? If so, the Texas Department of Health and Human Services will give them 2 months of Food Stamps, no questions asked. All they need to do is show driver's license&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ALL Walgreens' locations in Houston&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Filling temporary prescriptions for hurricane victims.Walgreen's on HWY 146 will give out FREE food to the first 300 people to arrive on Friday, Sept. 2 from 11a-1p.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Texas State University&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FREE REGISTRATION for Louisiana University/College students!Call (713)444-7478 for more info.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13740967-112564112846818678?l=notthepromqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/112564112846818678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13740967&amp;postID=112564112846818678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/112564112846818678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/112564112846818678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/2005/09/katrina-more-help.html' title='Katrina - More Help'/><author><name>NtPQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10482130094089167989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13740967.post-112564079284758521</id><published>2005-09-02T00:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T00:59:52.846-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Katrina - Give Help</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.redcross.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Red Cross&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.catholiccharitiesusa.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Catholic Charities&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.1800salarmy.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Salvation Army&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.microsoft.com/mscorp/citizenship/giving/agencies.asp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;List of Various Disaster Charities&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13740967-112564079284758521?l=notthepromqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/112564079284758521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13740967&amp;postID=112564079284758521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/112564079284758521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/112564079284758521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/2005/09/katrina-give-help.html' title='Katrina - Give Help'/><author><name>NtPQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10482130094089167989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13740967.post-112564045528002799</id><published>2005-09-02T00:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T00:54:15.286-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Katrina - Get Help</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fema.gov/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;FEMA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dhs.gov/dhspublic/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Department of Homeland Security &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.louisiana.gov/wps/portal/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Louisiana Website&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.homelandsecurity.ms.gov/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mississippi Homeland Security&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.floridadisaster.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;floridadisaster.org&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13740967-112564045528002799?l=notthepromqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/112564045528002799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13740967&amp;postID=112564045528002799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/112564045528002799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/112564045528002799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/2005/09/katrina-get-help.html' title='Katrina - Get Help'/><author><name>NtPQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10482130094089167989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13740967.post-112400653258233418</id><published>2005-08-04T00:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T03:02:12.583-05:00</updated><title type='text'>6 in less than 3</title><content type='html'>How the hell am I supposed to read 6 freaking accounting/finance chapters in less than 3 days!  Let me turn on my photographic memory....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13740967-112400653258233418?l=notthepromqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/112400653258233418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13740967&amp;postID=112400653258233418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/112400653258233418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/112400653258233418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/2005/08/6-in-less-than-3.html' title='6 in less than 3'/><author><name>NtPQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10482130094089167989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13740967.post-112218903135445145</id><published>2005-07-24T01:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T03:28:00.053-05:00</updated><title type='text'>From bad to worse and back again</title><content type='html'>Chain of events:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Raining for a week straight&lt;br /&gt;2. Mouse in the House&lt;br /&gt;3. A/C breaks, repaired&lt;br /&gt;4. Trip out of town, spend $&lt;br /&gt;5. Kid busts nose on trapoline&lt;br /&gt;6. Class starts&lt;br /&gt;7. Husband loses job&lt;br /&gt;8. Regret the trip and everything bought in last 6 months&lt;br /&gt;9. Ex-job offers Hubby to work for free, Oh joy!... NOT!&lt;br /&gt;10. A/C breaks - again, repaired&lt;br /&gt;11. A/C still not working&lt;br /&gt;12. Hubby brilliant, thermostat wasn't contacting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough said...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13740967-112218903135445145?l=notthepromqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/112218903135445145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13740967&amp;postID=112218903135445145' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/112218903135445145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/112218903135445145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/2005/07/from-bad-to-worse-and-back-again.html' title='From bad to worse and back again'/><author><name>NtPQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10482130094089167989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13740967.post-112019461408711455</id><published>2005-06-30T23:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T00:16:20.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I've been tagged!</title><content type='html'>I've been tagged! My first tag came from &lt;a href="http://www.blogcult.com/devilishbelle" target="_blank"&gt;Not Your Typical Southern Belle&lt;/a&gt; (I love her site!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the rules:&lt;br /&gt;Remove the blog at #1 from the following list and bump every one up one place; add your blog's name in the #5 spot; link to each of the other blogs for the desired cross pollination effect:&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://www.alcoholicsunanimous.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Some Girl&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://www.simplygreg.com/blog/blog.htm" target="_blank"&gt;Simplygreg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://www.ihavequestions.net/" target="_blank"&gt;I Have Questions&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://www.blogcult.com/devilishbelle" target="_blank"&gt;Not Your Typical Southern Belle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com"&gt;Not the Prom Queen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step two! Add some people to the list o' people on the list! Only participate if you want to, no pressure and all.&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://jenkoontz.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Jenny Rae&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://ghosties.blogspot.com/"&gt;I See Dead People&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://www.anamericanhousewife.com/"&gt;An American Housewife&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://tequilared.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tequila Red&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;a href="http://www.amomandherblog.com/"&gt;A Mom and Her Blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the question: What 5 things do you miss about your childhood?&lt;br /&gt;1. Kickball, Dodgeball, Simon Says and Red Rover&lt;br /&gt;2. Friday Night Videos (This was before MTV launched!)&lt;br /&gt;3. Saturday morning cartoons and Schoolhouse Rock&lt;br /&gt;4. Sunday's Matinee - Kung Fu Theater&lt;br /&gt;5. Christmas Morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13740967-112019461408711455?l=notthepromqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/112019461408711455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13740967&amp;postID=112019461408711455' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/112019461408711455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/112019461408711455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/2005/06/ive-been-tagged.html' title='I&apos;ve been tagged!'/><author><name>NtPQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10482130094089167989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13740967.post-111998832064530592</id><published>2005-06-28T14:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T22:39:08.530-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing is free</title><content type='html'>CNN has a story titled – Poll: Disapproval of Bush at high point. Now I wouldn’t say I’m a huge political advocate. But it’s not like it’s a big surprise that his approval ratings have dropped. That happens with every President during time of war or other significant event. As far as I’m concerned - Bush did the best with what he could. Being in office during 9/11 – that was probably his worst nightmare. Every person in America watched - shocked. Then the realization that the war could be brought to our homeland sunk in. That even though we are the biggest superpower in the world – we can be attacked too. Then the whole nation was gungho for war. But what did people think? – we could wage war on another country and be home in a few months? That there would be no casualties? That we wouldn't need to hang around to keep the peace? Yes, lives are lost. Yes, it is costing $. Yes, our boys (and gals) are there…still. Freedom isn’t free, nor is it cheap. Bush made the choice – and America agreed. But now that the dust has settled – many don’t want to support America’s fight anymore. Well I do. Bush – go get’m! Troops – be safe and don’t miss!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13740967-111998832064530592?l=notthepromqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/111998832064530592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13740967&amp;postID=111998832064530592' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/111998832064530592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/111998832064530592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/2005/06/nothing-is-free.html' title='Nothing is free'/><author><name>NtPQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10482130094089167989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13740967.post-111984973848637904</id><published>2005-06-27T00:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T00:24:00.340-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Boxing 101...</title><content type='html'>Ok here's my boxing rant.... We watched the fight this weekend. Vivan Harris vs Carlos Moussa and Floyd Mayweather vs Arturo Gatti. First off I have to say the Harris/Moussa fight was good. Moussa is not a great fighter, but a strategic fighter. He was like the elastic man. Just all over the place. I was very surprised he left himself unguarded most of the time. However, in the end he clocked Harris with a beautiful punch that won him the fight. As for Mayweather/Gatti - that fight sucked. Mayweather is a good fighter, fast with endurance. But Gatti gave Mayweather no fight - you can't fight if you don't throw punches! There was even a second where Mayweather was holding Gatti down by the back of the neck, when Gatti lifted up he looked to the ref to call a break, but the ref didn't, Gatti's arms were down and Mayweather popped him. Boxing 101: Protect yourself at all times. Gatti - this was the wrong fight to change your boxing style. Don't think for one minute you were even close to winning that fight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13740967-111984973848637904?l=notthepromqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/111984973848637904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13740967&amp;postID=111984973848637904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/111984973848637904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/111984973848637904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/2005/06/boxing-101.html' title='Boxing 101...'/><author><name>NtPQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10482130094089167989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13740967.post-111984854517969196</id><published>2005-06-26T23:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T00:02:25.183-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hostage and the Coach</title><content type='html'>We watched Hostage and Coach Carter this weekend.  Hostage has a good amount of action no major unrealistic stunts aside from a 17 yr old kid that can shoot a gun like a pro and never really explaining the shadowed "bossman".  The acting was eh, but overall a good flick.  Coach Carter was a moral do-the-right-thing movie.  Typical stereotyping but a good teen movie sending the right message - school is important even if you intend to be the next NBA star drafted out of high school.  Good movie despite the fake drug dealing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13740967-111984854517969196?l=notthepromqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/111984854517969196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13740967&amp;postID=111984854517969196' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/111984854517969196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/111984854517969196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/2005/06/hostage-and-coach.html' title='Hostage and the Coach'/><author><name>NtPQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10482130094089167989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13740967.post-111977039456064103</id><published>2005-06-26T02:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T02:19:54.563-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cursed Crap</title><content type='html'>If you haven't wasted your time - don't ... Cursed is a stupid movie, with bad acting, no dialogue, barely a plot and crappy werewolfs.  Enough said.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13740967-111977039456064103?l=notthepromqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/111977039456064103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13740967&amp;postID=111977039456064103' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/111977039456064103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/111977039456064103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/2005/06/cursed-crap.html' title='Cursed Crap'/><author><name>NtPQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10482130094089167989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13740967.post-111964809571592769</id><published>2005-06-24T16:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T16:22:51.060-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hacker Hat</title><content type='html'>A user calls saying that the software I installed for him the other day is not working. I go to his desk to check out the problem. End up uninstalling and reinstalling the software. As I finish, he tells me he needs another software installed. No problem. He hands me the cd and I begin the intall when the software asks for a license key. I type the license key, hit submit - I get an error message that says "The license is already in use." I tell the user that the license has already been registered. He asks what I mean. I explain the license is already being used. He promplty asks "Well can't you just &lt;strong&gt;make&lt;/strong&gt; it work???". Sure, let me put on my hacker hat! Um, let's see... NO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13740967-111964809571592769?l=notthepromqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/111964809571592769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13740967&amp;postID=111964809571592769' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/111964809571592769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/111964809571592769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/2005/06/hacker-hat.html' title='Hacker Hat'/><author><name>NtPQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10482130094089167989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13740967.post-111958884767797875</id><published>2005-06-23T23:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T23:54:07.680-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Elevator Hell</title><content type='html'>Going to lunch today, I get on a crowded elevator.  I work in a high rise - to get to ground floor you must ride the elevator from the 50th floor to the first.  The elevators doors close and I get a whiff of some vanilla perfume...blah...yuck!  As the elevator begins to descend, three young women continue their conversation.  Very loud, mind you.  Two were prom queen types, very valley girl.  The third was not only loud  but obnoxious too.  At that very moment I thought I hope this elevator doesn't stall...that would suck.  It would be hell to be stuck in this elevator with these three women.  Thank god the elevator reached the first floor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13740967-111958884767797875?l=notthepromqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/111958884767797875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13740967&amp;postID=111958884767797875' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/111958884767797875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/111958884767797875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/2005/06/elevator-hell.html' title='Elevator Hell'/><author><name>NtPQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10482130094089167989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13740967.post-111941355214498067</id><published>2005-06-21T22:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T23:12:32.146-05:00</updated><title type='text'>88 cents to Happiness</title><content type='html'>So I stop at the local grocery store - and happen to come to the toy aisle, which the store so conveniently stocks next to the cereal... Gee thanks - If I would have had the little ones with me I probably would have avoided this aisle all together.  A set of jacks catches my eye - which by the way are so uncool that kids don't even know what jacks are nowadays.  I check out the slinkys then on to the glowdraw which is a revised version of the old plastic over black "chalkboard" with plastic "pen" to write then lift the plastic to erase.  Then it catches my eye... a bright green disk shooter.  Little enough for a toddler's hand and soft discs. 88 cents.  I decided on the little plastic ponies with neon hair.  Figure they can go with the two Big plastic ponies that cost well over five bucks each.  I arrive home with the surprise - both children did the happy dance... never new happiness was so cheap!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13740967-111941355214498067?l=notthepromqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/111941355214498067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13740967&amp;postID=111941355214498067' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/111941355214498067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/111941355214498067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/2005/06/88-cents-to-happiness.html' title='88 cents to Happiness'/><author><name>NtPQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10482130094089167989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13740967.post-111936199779913530</id><published>2005-06-21T08:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T13:42:04.420-05:00</updated><title type='text'>News thoughts</title><content type='html'>From cnn.com -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D.C. police chief's car stolen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Hilarious! Wish I could have seen his face!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scout missing in Utah wilderness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I'm not making fun here - I hope they find him soon. But, I would never send my kids anywhere called Camp Crystal Lake...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Police: Man Awoke To Find Bullet In His Tongue, walked 12 blocks to Hospital&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Ouch!&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/13740967-111936199779913530?l=notthepromqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/111936199779913530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13740967&amp;postID=111936199779913530' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/111936199779913530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/111936199779913530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/2005/06/news-thoughts.html' title='News thoughts'/><author><name>NtPQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10482130094089167989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13740967.post-111933035714007827</id><published>2005-06-21T00:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T00:05:57.143-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Still the President... really?</title><content type='html'>June 20, 2005 9:55 PM EDT&lt;br /&gt;AP NEW YORK - Saddam Hussein loves Doritos, hates Froot Loops, admires President Reagan, thinks Clinton was "OK" and considers both Presidents Bush "no good." He talks a lot, worries about germs and insists he is still president of Iraq.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe someone should give him a clue....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13740967-111933035714007827?l=notthepromqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/111933035714007827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13740967&amp;postID=111933035714007827' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/111933035714007827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/111933035714007827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/2005/06/still-president-really.html' title='Still the President... really?'/><author><name>NtPQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10482130094089167989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13740967.post-111932999663314295</id><published>2005-06-20T23:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T23:59:56.636-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurry up and wait</title><content type='html'>Unlike every other Monday, I was not running late.  I made an extra effort to get the kids to daycare - on time for breakfast.  Lot of good it did me.  I left the daycare with extra time.  About 10 minutes later I'm driving along when the traffic comes to a screaching halt.  What the hell???  I figured the light was backed up or maybe the entrance to the tollway... So I sit.  Twenty minutes later I'm on the phone with the hubby - can't believe I'm in the exact same place!  Thirty minutes more, I've got to call the boss.  After another 30 - traffic begins a slow crawl.   I finally pass the intersection - no wrecked cars.  Just two police cars directing the backed up traffic.  I was expecting to see some major damage.  Two hours late to work... you can imagine how the rest of the day went.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13740967-111932999663314295?l=notthepromqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/111932999663314295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13740967&amp;postID=111932999663314295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/111932999663314295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/111932999663314295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/2005/06/hurry-up-and-wait.html' title='Hurry up and wait'/><author><name>NtPQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10482130094089167989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13740967.post-111898995495873644</id><published>2005-06-17T01:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T22:52:27.776-06:00</updated><title type='text'>So Not The Prom Queen</title><content type='html'>That's me -  A 30-something chick, married, with 2 little ones.  Student and Techie. Sometimes too - opinionated, analytical, argumentative, sarcastic, moody and antisocial... The prom queen was popular and proper with the nice hair, designer clothes and great attitude.  The guys wanted to date her, the girls wanted to be her. Me - never popular.  Too mouthy and opinionated with a bad attitude. Not prom queen material, no love lost.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13740967-111898995495873644?l=notthepromqueen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/feeds/111898995495873644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13740967&amp;postID=111898995495873644' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/111898995495873644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13740967/posts/default/111898995495873644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notthepromqueen.blogspot.com/2005/06/so-not-prom-queen.html' title='So Not The Prom Queen'/><author><name>NtPQ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10482130094089167989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
