<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11810878</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:52:58.549-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Single Woman's Take On Life</title><subtitle type='html'>Humor and sarcasm from the view of a single woman. Views on men,dating,sex, current events, television, reality shows, movies, music, political views rants and raves on life as a single woman. Anything and everyone is fair game. You never know who or what I might be talking about next! Lot's of good girl talk, gossip and topics you can really relate too! Men should consider this to be the ultimate handbook on what women are really thinking/talking about!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>A Single Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07352041262203132099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/ASingleWoman/singlewoman.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>82</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11810878.post-114157098371587071</id><published>2006-03-05T09:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T10:03:03.733-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You can stop looking on the back of your milk cartons</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Yes you no longer have to look at the milk cartons because I am not missing any more! I am back after a hiatus. Life just got a little bit crazy and I will talk about all those things later. I didn't win that big Powerball jackpot 2 weeks ago. I had mapped out what I was doing with the money and then as my luck is usually the same I had the next number of the numbers that were drawn. Here's how it went ... the first number is 15..rats I have 16 then we have 42 damn I have 43 and so on and so on! I could never figure out my luck. It's like a leprechaun peed in my cheerios and that gave me bad luck or something! Maybe I accidently ran one of the little buggers over one dark night? Hmm this needs some more pondering. My hair is driving me bananas!! With the dry weather of winter it's been full of static. Nothings more attractive than your hair sticking to your sweater in 5 million different directions! And I'm so tired of getting shocked anytime I touch anything! I swear I saw a blue spark the last shock I gave myself! Thats one thing I won't miss about winter. And another thing I won't miss is the alligator skin! I've gone through so much lotion it would just be easiser that have a tanker filled with lotion parked in my driveway and run the line into my bathroom. Only a few weeks to go and Spring will rear it's ugly head! I am a winter lover other than the static and dry skin of course. If only there was a way to freeze the seasons we liked. I'm off for now as I must get to the gym. I will be back later with more and much of it will deal with the topic of men. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;                                     Chow baby! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img src= "http://www.top-blogs.com/cgi-bin/rankem.cgi?id=swtl"/&gt;&lt;/img&gt;
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&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11810878-114157098371587071?l=asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/114157098371587071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11810878&amp;postID=114157098371587071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/114157098371587071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/114157098371587071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/2006/03/you-can-stop-looking-on-back-of-your.html' title='You can stop looking on the back of your milk cartons'/><author><name>A Single Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07352041262203132099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/ASingleWoman/singlewoman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11810878.post-113904347606104462</id><published>2006-02-04T03:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T23:39:07.010-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Insomnia strikes again!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;The time at the beep will be 3:50AM..BEEP!!! Oh my I'm being quite the night owl yet again! Had fun tonight and only had one Pina Colada. I'm behaving myself. Or trying I should say! Ha ha ha!! I also got 2 presents from Jen. She got me 2 Happy Bunny things!! I love the bunny! He's now in my car window and on my CD holder. Now I have a watch and he says not listening...and a clip that has the bunny in a devil outfit with a halo. I need to go super bowl shopping. I've told everyone it's going to be healthy stuff so I'm sure I'll hear a lot of whining but they will get over it. What an odd day today was it was like a spring day and it's the first week of February! It's okay though then I go out running and enjoy the fresh air instead of sitting inside the gym. Time to work extra hard since its getting closer to swimsuit season. The sun's going to be up soon and I'll just be going to bed! ha ha ha what a nut I am!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img src= "http://www.top-blogs.com/cgi-bin/rankem.cgi?id=swtl"/&gt;&lt;/img&gt;
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&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11810878-113904347606104462?l=asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113904347606104462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11810878&amp;postID=113904347606104462' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/113904347606104462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/113904347606104462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/2006/02/insomnia-strikes-again.html' title='Insomnia strikes again!!!'/><author><name>A Single Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07352041262203132099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/ASingleWoman/singlewoman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11810878.post-113882774032334684</id><published>2006-02-01T15:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T16:02:20.323-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What the?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Why is it that men say one thing then do another? Case in point..no I don't like that color hair..never dye your hair that color but then 2 seconds later you tell me how so and so who has that color hair is your dream girl! What's with that????? Did you know that the highway police don't like to see you speeding and talking on your cell phone on the highway? Who knew!! Oh and another thing don't sneak out of work early and then run into your boss at a store. That's never a good thing either. Just my luck lately it seems! Well I need to go and see if Mr. Right has pulled into my driveway yet. ha ha ha Oh I am sooooooooooo funny!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img src= "http://www.top-blogs.com/cgi-bin/rankem.cgi?id=swtl"/&gt;&lt;/img&gt;
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&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11810878-113882774032334684?l=asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113882774032334684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11810878&amp;postID=113882774032334684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/113882774032334684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/113882774032334684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/2006/02/what.html' title='What the?'/><author><name>A Single Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07352041262203132099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/ASingleWoman/singlewoman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11810878.post-113860797067022527</id><published>2006-01-30T02:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T02:59:30.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting Things To Know About Men</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Men like to barbecue. Men will cook if danger is involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Men who have pierced ears are better prepared for marriage. They've experienced pain and bought jewelry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marrying a divorced man is ecologically responsible. In a world where there are more women than men, it pays to recycle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Men are very confident people. When they watch sports on television, thye think that if they concentrate they can help thier team. If the team is in trouble, they coach the players from the living room, and if they're really in trouble, you have to get off the phone in case they call him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If it's attention you want, don't get involved with a man during play-off season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Men like phones with lots of buttons. It makes them feel important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Men love to be the first to read the newspaper in the morning. Not being the first is upsetting to their psyches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All men look nerdy in black socks and sandals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The way a man looks at himself in a mirror will tell you if he can ever care about anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't try to teach men how to do anything in public. They can learn in private; in public they have to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Men who are going bald often wear baseball caps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All men are afraid of eyelash curlers. So sleep with one under your pillow, instead of a gun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A good place to meet a man is at the dry cleaner. These men usually have jobs and bathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All men hate to hear "We need to talk about our relationship." These seven words strike fear in the heart of even General Schwarzkopf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Men are sensitive in strange ways. If a man has built a fire and the last log does not burn, he will take it personally. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img src= "http://www.top-blogs.com/cgi-bin/rankem.cgi?id=swtl"/&gt;&lt;/img&gt;
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I just cut myself. It's no big deal." - REALLY MEANS: "I have actually severed a limb, but will bleed to death before I admit I'm hurt."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;"I do help around the house." - REALLY MEANS: "I once threw a dirty towel near the laundry basket."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;"Hey, I've got reasons for what I'm doing." - REALLY MEANS: "And I sure hope I think of some pretty soon."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;"What did I do this time?" - REALLY MEANS: "What did you catch me at?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;"I heard you." - REALLY MEANS: "I haven't the foggiest clue what you just said, and am hoping desperately that I can fake it well enough so that you don't spend the next three days yelling at me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;"You really look terrific in that outfit." - REALLY MEANS: "Please don't try on one more outfit. I'm starving."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;"I brought you a present." - REALLY MEANS: "It was free ice scraper night at the ball/hockey game."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;"I missed you." - REALLY MEANS: "I can't find my sock drawer, the kids are hungry and we are out of toilet paper."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;"I'm not lost. I know exactly where we are." - REALLY MEANS: "No one will ever see us alive again."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;"This relationship is getting too serious." - REALLY MEANS: "I like you as much as I like my truck."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;"I don't need to read the instructions." - REALLY MEANS: "I am perfectly capable of screwing it up without printed help. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img src= "http://www.top-blogs.com/cgi-bin/rankem.cgi?id=swtl"/&gt;&lt;/img&gt;
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&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11810878-113773812077683024?l=asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113773812077683024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11810878&amp;postID=113773812077683024' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/113773812077683024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/113773812077683024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/2006/01/what-men-say-and-what-they-really-mean.html' title='What men say and what they really mean'/><author><name>A Single Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07352041262203132099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/ASingleWoman/singlewoman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11810878.post-113773676130838474</id><published>2006-01-20T00:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T14:10:03.253-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Idol talk</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;American Idols new season has started and it's been funny to watch. I still don't get why some people think they can sing if they couldn't carry a tune in a wheelbarrow? Now if you were a good friend you would say to this friend that you knew couldnt sing as great as they thought..listen dude nothing personal and don't get all pissy on me but I really don't think you should try out for idol. Rather than letting them make a fool of themselves on national tv. Looking forward to the weekend as I'm going out with one of my best friends and we always have fun when we go out. I'm also looking forward to wearing my new black skirt and heels. Thats all for now. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img src= "http://www.top-blogs.com/cgi-bin/rankem.cgi?id=swtl"/&gt;&lt;/img&gt;
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&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11810878-113773676130838474?l=asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113773676130838474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11810878&amp;postID=113773676130838474' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/113773676130838474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/113773676130838474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/2006/01/idol-talk.html' title='Idol talk'/><author><name>A Single Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07352041262203132099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/ASingleWoman/singlewoman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11810878.post-113721934675015113</id><published>2006-01-14T01:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T01:15:46.753-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What Would Be Different If Men Really Ruled the World</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*Any fake phone number a girl gave you would automatically forward your call to her real number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Nodding and looking at your watch would be deemed an acceptable response to "I love you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Hallmark would make "Sorry, what was your name again" cards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*When your girlfriend really needed to talk to you during the game, she'd appear in a little box in the corner of the screen during a time-out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Breaking up would be a lot easier. A smack to the ass and a "Nice hustle, you'll get 'em next time" would pretty much do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Each year, your raise would be pegged to the fortunes of the NFL team of your choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*At the end of the workday, a whistle would blow and you'd jump out your window and slide down the tail of a brontosaurus and right into your car like Fred Flintstone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Lifeguards could remove citizens from beaches for violating the "public ugliness" ordinance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Tanks would be far easier to rent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Garbage would take itself out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Instead of beer belly, you'd get "beer biceps."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Instead of an expensive engagement ring, you could present your wife- to-be with a giant foam hand that said, "You're #1!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*On Groundhog Day, if you saw your shadow, you'd get the day off to go drinking. Mother's Day, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Cops would be broadcast live, and you could phone in advice to the pursuing cops. Or to the crooks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The only show opposite Monday Night Football would be Monday Night Football from a Different Camera Angle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*It would be perfectly legal to steal a sports car, as long as you returned it the following day with a full tank of gas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Every man would get four real Get Out of Jail Free cards per year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*When a cop gave you a ticket, every smart-assed answer you responded with would actually reduce your fine. As in: Cop: "You know how fast you were going" You: "All I know is, I was spilling my beer all over the place." Cop: "Nice one. That's $10 off."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*People would never talk about how fresh they felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Telephones would automatically cut off after 30 seconds of conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img src= "http://www.top-blogs.com/cgi-bin/rankem.cgi?id=swtl"/&gt;&lt;/img&gt;
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&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11810878-113721934675015113?l=asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113721934675015113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11810878&amp;postID=113721934675015113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/113721934675015113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/113721934675015113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/2006/01/what-would-be-different-if-men-really.html' title='What Would Be Different If Men Really Ruled the World'/><author><name>A Single Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07352041262203132099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/ASingleWoman/singlewoman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11810878.post-113721900994077881</id><published>2006-01-14T00:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T01:10:22.656-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday the 13th</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;So everyone was all worried about it being Friday the 13th. I figured it could only mean one thing for me--good luck for a change! Well it wasn't too bad a day although I didn't win the lottery like I was hoping! The gym was interesting. They closed off the other locker room while they are re-modeling which left this tiny little space for all of us to change in. Kinda crowded to say the least! ha ha ha!! I was a little annoyed earlier though when I went to get gas in my car. The price went up 6 cents since yesterday! What in the heck is going on? It has gone up every day and it's getting silly! I just paid $2.46 a gallon and if the cost keeps going up it will soon be $3 a gallon! Time to start riding a horse instead! Good thing drinks are on special at the bar Saturday night! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img src= "http://www.top-blogs.com/cgi-bin/rankem.cgi?id=swtl"/&gt;&lt;/img&gt;
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&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11810878-113721900994077881?l=asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113721900994077881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11810878&amp;postID=113721900994077881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/113721900994077881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/113721900994077881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/2006/01/friday-13th.html' title='Friday the 13th'/><author><name>A Single Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07352041262203132099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/ASingleWoman/singlewoman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11810878.post-113704547381635023</id><published>2006-01-12T00:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T23:21:18.060-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Heres a helpful one for the guys</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;DO-IT-YOURSELF TIPS FOR GUYS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;* If you have a water stain on ceiling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Cut a piece of plywood into a square. Nail it over the stain. Put a handle on it. Tell everyone it's the door to your attic. (Not recommended for basement apartments).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;* Cat hairs on your furniture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Buy one can of off-white matte interior house paint. Apply half of can liberally to cat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;* Ant problem. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;In a bucket mix together 2 liters of water, some abrasive cleanser and two tablespoons of dish detergent. Find the spot where the ants are getting into the house, pick them up one-by-one and drown them in your pail. Or simply squoosh them with your shoes and use the mixture to clean up the mess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;* Crayon marks on wall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Grasp in right hand one paint scraper . With left hand, grab rotten offspring who made the marks and threaten to apply scraper to his video game collection if this happens again. Break all his crayons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;* Crabgrass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;In one corner of your lawn, assemble your mower, rake, shovel and weed killer. Using right index finger, dial any asphalt company. Have them come over and pave your lawn -- mower, rake, shovel and weed killer included.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;* Cigarette burn on rug. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Cut one lemon in half. Squeeze juice into large glass of gin mixed 50-50 with tonic. Add ice. Drink enough glasses of this solution until burn becomes blurry. Move couch over mark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;* Dirty paint brushes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Soak brushes in pail of paint remover. Read paint remover directions carefully. Notice they say solvent should not be inhaled. Move brushes and can to airy place -- like the backyard. Notice that solvent can kill grass. Move can and brushes up off lawn onto suitable surface like, say, barbecue. Now notice that solvent is highly flammable ...* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;*Annoying drips.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Don't invite them over anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img src= "http://www.top-blogs.com/cgi-bin/rankem.cgi?id=swtl"/&gt;&lt;/img&gt;
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&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11810878-113704547381635023?l=asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113704547381635023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11810878&amp;postID=113704547381635023' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/113704547381635023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/113704547381635023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/2006/01/heres-helpful-one-for-guys.html' title='Heres a helpful one for the guys'/><author><name>A Single Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07352041262203132099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/ASingleWoman/singlewoman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11810878.post-113704377326958338</id><published>2006-01-12T00:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T19:32:26.743-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Special K's dirty little secret!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;As I eat my Special K cereal I can hear it "snap, crackle, popping"! Special K is the love child of Rice Krispies! So why I ask myself would I pay more for a box of Special K instead of buying the box of rice krispies? Hmm..a good thing to think about! So the quest for Mr. Right continues and I'm thinking it might continue into the next millenium. Ha ha ha!! Although I have to give some guys credit for some of the "smooth" pick-up lines they have used. Such as the one at the gym that used the elliptical machine next to me to say hey what are you doing here? You don't need to be here you look very nice. LOL!!! Thats going on my Top 10 pick-up line classics of all time! The gym brings back memories of high school gym class though. The women in the locker room are all hiding in the showers changing except for the few of us (myself included) who aren't shy and get dressed in the middle of the locker room. Ha ha ha! It's creeping closer to the weekend which is a good thing. Where to go this weekend is the tough decision. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img src= "http://www.top-blogs.com/cgi-bin/rankem.cgi?id=swtl"/&gt;&lt;/img&gt;
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&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11810878-113704377326958338?l=asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113704377326958338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11810878&amp;postID=113704377326958338' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/113704377326958338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/113704377326958338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/2006/01/special-ks-dirty-little-secret.html' title='Special K&apos;s dirty little secret!'/><author><name>A Single Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07352041262203132099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/ASingleWoman/singlewoman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11810878.post-113677806559468536</id><published>2006-01-08T22:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T17:54:59.330-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"The Man Quiz"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Okay ladies this quiz is suppossed to give us a better understanding of men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Alien beings from a highly advanced society visit the Earth, and you are the first human they encounter. As a token of intergalactic friendship, they present you with a small but incredibly sophisticated device that is capable of curing all disease, providing an infinite supply of clean energy, wiping out hunger and poverty, and permanently eliminating oppression and violence all over the entire Earth. You decide:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. Present it to the President of the United States.&lt;br /&gt;B. Present it to the Secretary General of the United Nations. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;C. Take it apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. As you grow older, what lost quality of your youthful life do you miss the most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. Innocence.&lt;br /&gt;B. Idealism.&lt;br /&gt;C. Cherry bombs.&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;3. In your opinion, the ideal pet is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. A cat.&lt;br /&gt;B. A dog.&lt;br /&gt;C. A dog that eats cats.&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;4. You have been seeing a woman for several years. She's attractive and intelligent, and you always enjoy being with her. One leisurely Sunday afternoon the two of you are taking it easy. You're watching a football game; she's reading the papers. Suddenly, out of the clear blue sky,&lt;br /&gt;tells you that she thinks she really loves you, but she can no longer bear the uncertainty of not knowing where your relationship is going.  She says she's not asking whether you want to get married; only whether you believe that you have some kind of future together. What do you&lt;br /&gt;say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;A. That you sincerely believe the two of you do have a future, but you don't want to rush it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;B. That although you also have strong feelings for her, you cannot honestly say that you'll be ready anytime soon to make a lasting commitment, and you don't want to hurt her by holding out false hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;C. That you cannot believe the Jets called a draw play on third and seventeen.&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Okay, so you have decided that you truly love a woman and you want to spend the rest of your life with her - sharing the joys and the sorrows the world has to offer, come what may. How do you tell her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. You take her to a nice restaurant and tell her after dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;B. You take her for a walk on a moonlit beach, and you say her name, and when she turns to you, with the sea breeze blowing her hair and the stars in her eyes, you tell her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;C. Tell her what?&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. One weekday morning your wife wakes up feeling ill and asks you to get your three children ready for school. Your first question to her is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. "Do they need to eat or anything?"&lt;br /&gt;B. "They're in school already?"&lt;br /&gt;C. "There are three of them?"&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. When is it okay to throw away a set of veteran underwear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. When it has turned the color of a dead whale and developed new holes so large that you're not sure which ones were originally intended for your legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;B. When it is down to eight loosely connected underwear molecules and has to be handled with tweezers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;C. It is never okay to throw away veteran underwear. A real guy checks the garbage regularly in case somebody (and we are not naming names, but this would be his wife or girlfriend) is quietly trying to discard his underwear, which she is frankly jealous of, because the guy seems to have a more intimate relationship with it than with her.&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  What is the human race's single greatest achievement?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. Democracy.&lt;br /&gt;B. Religion.&lt;br /&gt;C. Remote control.&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Note: Most men will answer "C" to all of these questions. Knowing this, women will have come far in understanding men and enriching their own lives. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm sure there are some guys out there that will answer all A's  or all B's or a mix of all 3 ..this was meant to be funny..in other words you should have laughed... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img src= "http://www.top-blogs.com/cgi-bin/rankem.cgi?id=swtl"/&gt;&lt;/img&gt;
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&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11810878-113677806559468536?l=asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113677806559468536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11810878&amp;postID=113677806559468536' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/113677806559468536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/113677806559468536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/2006/01/man-quiz.html' title='&quot;The Man Quiz&quot;'/><author><name>A Single Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07352041262203132099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/ASingleWoman/singlewoman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11810878.post-113677543001362448</id><published>2006-01-08T21:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T21:57:10.026-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sundays not always such a "fun day"</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sundays mean the end of the weekend and back to work the next day. I'm going to lobby Congress to start making Monday the weekend too and we would start the work week on Tuesday. Ha ha ha! Since Mondays are usually so crappy anyways! I'm waiting patiently for Tuesday when my cell gets its new minutes. I used all of them up this month! I just switched to the next plan up since it's only an extra $5 a month. Plus it has unlimited weeknight minutes with the new plan and my previous one only had unlimited weekend minutes. The month before I used all my text messages but not this month! I've still got 400 left out of 1000. How did we ever live without texting before? ha ha ha!! It's the best though when you need to talk to someone but you can't really call them at the moment so instead you send off a text really quick. Desperate Housewives is almost over and it's ending with the neighbors finding a body in the trunk of a car. It's getting good again! Which is good because I was getting bored with it lately it hasn't been as good as it was before but now it's picking up again. I've also started with a cold and nothings more attractive than a woman with a red runny nose. Ha ha ha!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img src= "http://www.top-blogs.com/cgi-bin/rankem.cgi?id=swtl"/&gt;&lt;/img&gt;
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&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11810878-113677543001362448?l=asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113677543001362448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11810878&amp;postID=113677543001362448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/113677543001362448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/113677543001362448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/2006/01/sundays-not-always-such-fun-day.html' title='Sundays not always such a &quot;fun day&quot;'/><author><name>A Single Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07352041262203132099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/ASingleWoman/singlewoman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11810878.post-113677474735436037</id><published>2006-01-08T21:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T21:45:47.380-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Nights Allright</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Good song Elton and yes Saturday was a good night. Went to the gym and since I hadn't been able to go Friday--although I did go out running Friday night--I stayed for an hour and a half. I did the treadmill on an incline cranked up. It's like walking up a hill --its interesting though! Did the eliptical machine which is now becoming one of my favorite pieces of equipment. And I did the weight machines. I also did a little shopping at Fashion Bug which is one of my favorite stores--next to Victorias Secret which is also a favorite of mine. I had one of my gift certificates left from christmas and I was able to get another little black skirt--its really cute it has like a ruffley edge and its above my knees---it looks really good with the new black heels I just got for a New Years Eve party---and I got a black sweater and black jeans. Last time I went there I got a Happy Bunny shirt and he's saying "Not listening"..ha ha ha love that bunny!! I wear it to the gym sometimes and people have commented that they like my shirt. I'm planning on wearing my new outfit when I go out this weekend. I did see some black boots I would like to get too. I love to accessorize! Ended the night going out with the girls. We always manage to have fun thats always a definite thing!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img src= "http://www.top-blogs.com/cgi-bin/rankem.cgi?id=swtl"/&gt;&lt;/img&gt;
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&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11810878-113677474735436037?l=asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113677474735436037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11810878&amp;postID=113677474735436037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/113677474735436037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/113677474735436037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/2006/01/saturday-nights-allright.html' title='Saturday Nights Allright'/><author><name>A Single Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07352041262203132099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/ASingleWoman/singlewoman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11810878.post-113677381246244746</id><published>2006-01-08T21:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T21:30:12.463-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fiasco Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;So Friday was a fiasco allright. I went and had my oil changed and it came with a free inspection also. The mechanic comes out and scares the hell out of me by telling me the cars going to die soon it needs work that I doubted it needed. So I leave the place and it doesnt seem to be driving all that great. I get it home and try to go out later and it wouldn't stay running! So Friday morning I had to get it to the mechanic that had done work on it before and have him look at it. It will need some regular preventative maintenance work but not for another 12,000 miles. It's still not driving properly and I'm going to have to go back to that place on Monday and tell them to make it right! It's always something! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img src= "http://www.top-blogs.com/cgi-bin/rankem.cgi?id=swtl"/&gt;&lt;/img&gt;
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&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11810878-113677381246244746?l=asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113677381246244746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11810878&amp;postID=113677381246244746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/113677381246244746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/113677381246244746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/2006/01/fiasco-friday.html' title='Fiasco Friday'/><author><name>A Single Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07352041262203132099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/ASingleWoman/singlewoman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11810878.post-113614797774401427</id><published>2006-01-01T15:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T22:22:27.250-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Happy 2006 to everyone! Hopefully everyone has recovered from the partying of last night. Now I have to get used to writing 2006 on my checks! It usually takes me a month to get used to it and I continue to need to cross out the previous year! I didn't make any new years resolutions this year because I really couldn't think of any. I go to the gym daily so I don't need to worry about that. I suppose I could resolve to find my Mr. Right this year and have to change the name of my blog to the no-longer single woman..ha ha ha! Who knows maybe Mr. Right will come along and sweep me off my feet. *SIGH** I'm such a dreamer! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a list of the Top 10 signs that you were at a bad New Years Eve Party:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;10. Champagne is just a mixture of 7-Up and malt liquor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;9. To beat the traffic, most people leave when the countdown is "6"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;8. At the stroke of midnight, everyone starts doing their taxes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;7. You're pretty sure the drunk next to you is the late Guy Lombardo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;6. Everyone has to be back in their own cells by 10:00 PM sharp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;5. It's just you and the automated time-telling lady on the phone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;4. Everyone's speaking whatever language "Auld Lang Syne" is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;3.The noisemakers are drowned out by all the gunfire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;2. You scream, "Happy New Year!" and the clerk at the 7-11 says, "Thanks, man"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;1. Macarena! Macarena! Macarena!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img src= "http://www.top-blogs.com/cgi-bin/rankem.cgi?id=swtl"/&gt;&lt;/img&gt;
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I'm wondering if I will get to sleep tonight. The past few days I've been unable to sleep and have had fun lieing in bed staring at my ceiling. The things you think of when you are lieing in bed not able to sleep! I had a great marketing idea for a 24 hour mall that offers everything you might want to do if you can't sleep and are awake. it would be open 24 hours a day every day and it would have a grocery store, clothes stores, a car wash, and a salon. Then you could do any errands you wanted at any time of the night. Interesting concept isn't it? Went to the gym late tonight. It was really quiet just me and 2 others. I didnt go after work like I usually do because instead I went out with a group of friends to a local restaurant. I then spent the rest of the evening running around picking up things I needed for christmas and for christmas dinner. My phone was working out at the gym also. I was juggling text messages, email and the phone ringing. What I wonder is why can't they make a cell phone that types whatever you talk so you dont have to keep playing with the miniature keypad. ha ha ha this ones a short one I'm heading off to see if I can catch that sleep! Here's one for the guys to help in your christmas/birthday/anniversary shopping &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10 Gifts NOT to buy a Woman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Never give a woman any kind of household appliance or something that is going to make "housework" easier. For instance, a blender, a toaster, a new vacuum, one of those mops they advertise on tv that does everything but suck the life out of you, anything in a infomercial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Any bulk cleaning supplies, "honey, I got you that large box of Tide you have been wanting." "This Windex should last you a while." "I got a good deal on the industrial strength toilet bowl cleaner." All I can say is, be prepared to run. I have faith that if you would have at least stopped and thought about what would be a much more intimate gift, you would have had the sense to spring for the $5 Chia Pet you were eyeing in Kmart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Any sharp objects made by Ronco which slices or dices, or a set of ginsu knives. These may one day be used as a weapon against you when you come home with lipstick on your collar after a "night out with the boys."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do not buy gifts for yourself and pretend they are for her. "Honey, I'm sure you'll get a lot of use out of the new drill I bought you." By then she will have put it to good use by drilling a quarter inch hole into the side of your skull for even thinking she would accept such a lame gift. After a gift like this, you probably won't be around for NEXT Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Any lingerie made of flannel, such as a pair of feet pajamas with a trap door in back. A Little Mermaid or Barney cartoon character nightgown. It gives her the idea that you do not consider her the woman that she is. Take out that wallet and buy her something from Victoria's Secret (just like you would for a mistress or girlfriend).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. No name perfume which costs you $1.99, such as Eu de Toilet, which actually smells like the bathroom, moldy fruit, or your dirty socks. If you are going to buy her perfume, spring for the brand names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Any type of cubic zirconia jewelry you see on the Home Shopping Network. It will be quite embarrassing when she is showing off that fabulous diamond to her friends and tries to cut glass with it. (They actually test them you know.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Please do not buy her clothes because you think for one minute you have good taste in woman's clothing. Believe me, she'll smile and say its beautiful while choking back tears and mumbling under her breath, "were would I ever wear this outfit without being arrested for bad taste?" An additional hint: plaids do not go with stripes (even though you think your golfing outfit looks just fine). Its a known fact to the rest of the world that that is a taboo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Do not give her a gift certificate to a fitness center or Weight Watchers. Most men would know better, especially the ones who have learned the correct response to "do these pants make me look fat." If you are one of the poor souls who still doesn't get it and purchased a gift like this, be prepared for the silent treatment for a month. (Although that may be something you would actually look forward to.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Last but not least, never buy a woman anti-wrinkle cream, or a book on "How not to be Nasty Sunday through Saturday." These are not considered gifts, they are considered reasons for seriously injuring the person who bought it and just may stand up in court of law. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img src= "http://www.top-blogs.com/cgi-bin/rankem.cgi?id=swtl"/&gt;&lt;/img&gt;
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&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11810878-113540607000324097?l=asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113540607000324097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11810878&amp;postID=113540607000324097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/113540607000324097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/113540607000324097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/2005/12/sleep.html' title='Sleep?'/><author><name>A Single Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07352041262203132099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/ASingleWoman/singlewoman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11810878.post-113496942386320583</id><published>2005-12-19T00:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T00:17:03.876-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas is in 6 days--almost time for panic mode</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;So christmas is right around the corner and I have yet to start shopping. I'm hoping to get it started this week. What am I saying? Of course I'll have to start it this week! DUH!! Either that or I start a new tradition of christmas on the 27th! Are you listening marketing execs? So it's midnight and even though I only had 4 hours of sleep I'm once again feeling like a little kid that drank a 6 pack of mountain dew! Had a crazy weekend. Went shopping with Jen Friday but I only bought a few things for the stockings. Shopping for a teen girl is harder than one realizes as they set foot into the mall. We had a fun night. Saturday went to a christmas party with another friend of mine. Once they started to play some good music it was all good. I had fun dancing. I love to dance and I always seem to end up dating guys that hate to dance which really stinks when you go to an event and there happens to be dancing. Then of course if you want to dance with another guy they get all mad and then there is that whole issue to deal with. Oh and the guys I happened to dance with did not look like frogs in a blender as mentioned in an previous entry. Went to the gym Friday, Saturday, and Sunday. I overdid it a little though my muscles are a little sore this evening. Time for me to head to bed. Goodnight and happy shopping! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img src= "http://www.top-blogs.com/cgi-bin/rankem.cgi?id=swtl"/&gt;&lt;/img&gt;
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&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11810878-113496942386320583?l=asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113496942386320583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11810878&amp;postID=113496942386320583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/113496942386320583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/113496942386320583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/2005/12/christmas-is-in-6-days-almost-time-for.html' title='Christmas is in 6 days--almost time for panic mode'/><author><name>A Single Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07352041262203132099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/ASingleWoman/singlewoman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11810878.post-113470576103329165</id><published>2005-12-15T22:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T19:33:41.266-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday is one day from the weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love the word Thursday almost as much as I love the word Friday! Busy weekend ahead and I went out tonight to the mall to see if I could find an outfit and shoes for a Christmas party I'm going to Saturday night. I didn't find the shoes I wanted I was looking for the heels I mentioned in another blog entry but I did find a cute little black skirt. I'm going shopping tomorrow night with Jen then Saturday I'm going to a Christmas party. I've given in to Jen and decided I would start my shopping although it's such a challenge both mentally and physically to start on the 23rd. Got a new cell and I am loving it! Now if I can not go over my text messaging limit this month. I have 400 on my plan and last month used 520. Ooops! The gym was quiet today and I've noticed it's been quiet lately. Must be everyone is busy christmas shopping. I'm watching the Apprentice and waiting to see if Rebecca or Randall's going to end up winning it. Jen and I were talking about making a video for Survivor since we want to be on the show. Bad weathers on the way but its ice and sleet no snow. Time for the news..goodnight all! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img src= "http://www.top-blogs.com/cgi-bin/rankem.cgi?id=swtl"/&gt;&lt;/img&gt;
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&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11810878-113470576103329165?l=asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113470576103329165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11810878&amp;postID=113470576103329165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/113470576103329165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/113470576103329165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/2005/12/thursday-is-one-day-from-weekend.html' title='Thursday is one day from the weekend'/><author><name>A Single Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07352041262203132099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/ASingleWoman/singlewoman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11810878.post-113410696375168802</id><published>2005-12-09T00:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T00:44:31.263-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Late night ramblings</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;It's almost 12:30AM and as usual I'm WIDE awake! Went to the grocery store to pick up a few things and we have snow coming and I have to tell you people you do not need to buy enough bread to feed a 3rd world country!! You will be able to get out to the store the next day! No milk either which means when I can't have my frosted flakes I'm going to be very cranky! Oh and just a word of caution..don't ever and I do mean ever put orange juice in place of milk with frosted flakes. Let's just not discuss how I would even know that. Listening to my CD's while I think about what I would like from Santa. Hmm let's see the Dell DJ ditty is at the top of the list...another couple of things I wouldn't mind having are a nice cd player to take to the gym the one I use is on it's last legs...the XM or sirius satellite radio for my car is something I would definitely get a good amount of use out of with the amount of time I spend driving. I'm looking forward to the weekend. I should see what Patrick is up to. Here's another funny one I received in my email. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It is good to be a woman because:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;1. We got off the Titanic first. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;2. We can scare male bosses with the mysterious gynecological disorder excuses. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;3 Taxis stop for us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;4. We don't look like a frog in a blender when dancing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;5. No fashion faux pas we make could ever rival the Speedo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;6. If we forget to shave, no one has to know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;7. We can congratulate our teammate without ever touching her rear end. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;8. We have the ability to dress ourselves. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;9. We can talk to the opposite sex without having to picture them naked &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;10. We will never regret piercing our ears &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;11. There are times when chocolate really can solve all your problems. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;12. We can make comments about how silly men are in their presence because they aren't listening anyway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;I have to disagree with the #4 one since I have dated and danced with guys that definitely were very good dancers and they did not look like a frog in the blender. Allright enough blogging for tonight I'm out of here! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img src= "http://www.top-blogs.com/cgi-bin/rankem.cgi?id=swtl"/&gt;&lt;/img&gt;
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&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11810878-113410696375168802?l=asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113410696375168802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11810878&amp;postID=113410696375168802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/113410696375168802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/113410696375168802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/2005/12/late-night-ramblings.html' title='Late night ramblings'/><author><name>A Single Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07352041262203132099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/ASingleWoman/singlewoman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11810878.post-113375610852178841</id><published>2005-12-04T22:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T23:15:08.550-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Let it snow..let it snow...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Now that title is sure to make some of my friends tie my feet together and hide me in a closet until spring! The reason you ask? They don't want me doing my "snow dancing". I like snow and they don't so they love when I appear in my "snow clothes" singing let it snow.. let it snow.. let it snow! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bestsmileys.com/winter/10.gif" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Weatherman says snowstorm for Tuesday so I'm very happy! Now I need ski racks for my car so I can go skiing this winter. Wanted to say happy birthday to Jen! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bestsmileys.com/birthday1/25.gif" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;   We are going to celebrate this coming weekend. Went to the gym today and it was very quiet. I counted a total of 6 of us. Desperate Housewives was so good tonight!!! And found this and had to see if anyone else was going to celebrate these holidays...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bestsmileys.com/lol/2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Bizarre Holidays in December &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;December 3 is National Roof-Over-Your-Head Day  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;December 4 is Wear Brown Shoes Day    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;December 12 is National Ding-A-Ling Day   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;December 16 is National Chocolate Covered Anything Day   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;December 20 is Games Day   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;December 26 is National Whiners Day   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;December 30 is Festival Of Enormous Changes At The Last Minute  and National Bicarbonate Of Soda Day   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Time to go watch the news and head off to bed...I'll be back soon! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img src= "http://www.top-blogs.com/cgi-bin/rankem.cgi?id=swtl"/&gt;&lt;/img&gt;
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&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11810878-113375610852178841?l=asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113375610852178841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11810878&amp;postID=113375610852178841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/113375610852178841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/113375610852178841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/2005/12/let-it-snowlet-it-snow.html' title='Let it snow..let it snow...'/><author><name>A Single Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07352041262203132099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/ASingleWoman/singlewoman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11810878.post-113340363436938141</id><published>2005-11-30T21:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T21:48:14.566-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I can almost see the weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Wednesday--only 2 more days to go this week. This has been a rather stressful and trying time at work. Went to the gym today and ran into 2 friends of mine that are going to my gym now so we worked out together and had a good time talking and laughing while we worked out. Going out with Jen Friday night. Just finished talking to her actually. She was having way too much fun playing with the buddy icons. Went to put gas into the car today and was pleasantly surprised to see the prices went down another penny. I need to go to Payless soon and see about those shoes I liked because I have a christmas party soon for work and another one on the 17th at a friends. I need to look for a holiday outfit also. I saw a cute black dress I like but I think I'll keep looking before I decide. I love wearing a dress and heels but it's not something I usually wear too work. I need to take Sandy with me she tells me honestly whether or not its a good choice. Some friends say oh yes thats nice but then when you get it home and put it on your like what were they thinking???? This is the ugliest dress ever!! Don't you hate when that happens? I was sent this in an email from a friend and it's funny so I'm adding it here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Men Are Just Happier People--&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; What do you expect from such simple creatures? Reasons why men are so happy....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your last name stays put. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The garage is all yours. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wedding plans take care ofthemselves. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chocolate is just another snack. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You can be President. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You can never be pregnant. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You can wear a white T-shirt to a water park. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You can wear NO shirt to a water park. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Car mechanics tell you the truth. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The world is your urinal. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You never have to drive to another gas station restroom because this one is just too icky. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You don't have to stop and think of which way to turn a nut on a bolt. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Same work, more pay. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wrinkles add character. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wedding dress $5000. Tux rental-$100. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;People never stare at your chest when you're talking to them.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The occasional well-rendered belch is practically expected. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;New shoes don't cut, blister, or mangle your feet. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;One mood all the time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Phone conversations are over in 30 seconds flat. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You know stuff about tanks.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A five-day vacation requires only one suitcase. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You can open all your own jars.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You get extra credit for the slightest act of thoughtfulness. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If someone forgets to invite you, he or she can still be your friend.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your underwear is $8.95 for a three-pack. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Three pairs of shoes are more than enough. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You almost never have strap problems in public. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are unable to see wrinkles in your clothes. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everything on your face stays its original color.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The same hairstyle lasts for years, maybe decades. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You only have to shave your face and neck.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You can play with toys all your life. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your belly usually hides your big hips.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;One wallet and one pair of shoes one color for all seasons.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You can wear shorts no matter how your legs look. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You can "do" your nails with a pocket knife. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You have freedom of choice concerning growing a mustache.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You can do Christmas shopping for 25 relatives on December 24 in 25 minutes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No wonder men are happier." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img src= "http://www.top-blogs.com/cgi-bin/rankem.cgi?id=swtl"/&gt;&lt;/img&gt;
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&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11810878-113340363436938141?l=asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113340363436938141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11810878&amp;postID=113340363436938141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/113340363436938141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/113340363436938141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-can-almost-see-weekend.html' title='I can almost see the weekend'/><author><name>A Single Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07352041262203132099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/ASingleWoman/singlewoman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11810878.post-113332217389353489</id><published>2005-11-29T22:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T22:42:53.906-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Inching closer to the weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;It's Tuesday and we are getting closer to the weekend. Weekends are a very very good thing! Nice and warm here today..it was 63 to be exact. Went to the gym after work and it was pretty full again. I tried out my new shampoo in the shower after. It's all organic and made with flowers and rice milk. It smells really nice which is always a plus. I used one conditioner last week and it smelled like dryer sheets! Who wants to walk around smelling like a dryer sheet? Of course I really do have way to many shampoos but I see some that I want to try so I do. Well that's all for today. Short entry because I can't get rid of my headache and I'm going to go lie down for now. Goodbye for now........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img src= "http://www.top-blogs.com/cgi-bin/rankem.cgi?id=swtl"/&gt;&lt;/img&gt;
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&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11810878-113332217389353489?l=asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113332217389353489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11810878&amp;postID=113332217389353489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/113332217389353489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/113332217389353489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/2005/11/inching-closer-to-weekend.html' title='Inching closer to the weekend'/><author><name>A Single Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07352041262203132099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/ASingleWoman/singlewoman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11810878.post-113322467692352791</id><published>2005-11-28T19:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T19:37:56.940-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mondays need to be banned</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Why is it that Mondays are always so crummy? Went to the gym after work and did a little too much as I'm a teeny bit sore. I was taking out my annoyance with the last conversation I had with my teen. She was annoyed that I was longer than she thought I was going to be and I never heard the end of it until I dropped her off at home and went to the gym. She doesn't like to let you forget things! I was deciding what to make for dinner since we couldn't possibly have leftovers Mother! Now really what was I thinking? I wish the teen years weren't all about them it would be nice for them to realize thier are other people in this world besides themselves for once! Arghhhhh!! Okay now that my blood pressure has risen I can feel my neck becoming more tense. I need a neck rub...I think I will light some candles grab a glass of wine and hop into my tub instead. And I will get out once the teen years are over! ha ha ha!! So guys I'm wondering at what point does the fascination with your car end? Around what age do you stop caring more about your car than us? I will let you know why I'm asking in another entry. I'm always curious to learn more about men and why they do the things that they do. Time to get dinner out of the oven.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img src= "http://www.top-blogs.com/cgi-bin/rankem.cgi?id=swtl"/&gt;&lt;/img&gt;
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&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11810878-113322467692352791?l=asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113322467692352791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11810878&amp;postID=113322467692352791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/113322467692352791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/113322467692352791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/2005/11/mondays-need-to-be-banned.html' title='Mondays need to be banned'/><author><name>A Single Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07352041262203132099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/ASingleWoman/singlewoman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11810878.post-113308494959575708</id><published>2005-11-27T04:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T04:49:09.760-05:00</updated><title type='text'>4:50AM..Hmm wonder what stores are open?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;I might as well be productive while I'm wide awake! I suppose that 2nd diet pepsi wasn't such a good idea after all! Watched a movie with a friend this evening. Went to the gym today and it was pretty busy! I've never seen that many people there at once and especially on a Saturday afternoon. Must have been too much turkey for them. Being a vegetarian I don't have that problem! I had salad and some sweet potatoes for my thanksgiving dinner. I did make a tofu turkey one year but it wasn't as big a hit as you would think it might be! Ha ha ha!! I can tell it's the Christmas season by the radio. If I hear All I want for Christmas one more time I might just drive off the road! Give it a rest dj's it's only the 2nd day after Thanksgiving for crying out loud! Oh and I love the holiday season at the stores. You take your life into your hands not only in the parking lot but also in the store. Nothing says Merry Christmas like some dingbat  knocking into you with thier cart and not even apologizing in pursuit of one of the bargains from the flyer. Which if they hadn't been so obnoxious I might just have told them I saw the same item for $10 cheaper in another store! Remember folks if your going out holiday shopping bring your shin pads and elbow pads because you will need them! That's Tip #1 for the holiday season. Never fear I'll have many more for you. Well I should go see what my pillows are up too. I should get a paper route since I'm up this late! Ha ha ha!! Happy shopping and I'll return for more insight later!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img src= "http://www.top-blogs.com/cgi-bin/rankem.cgi?id=swtl"/&gt;&lt;/img&gt;
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&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11810878-113308494959575708?l=asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113308494959575708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11810878&amp;postID=113308494959575708' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/113308494959575708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/113308494959575708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/2005/11/450amhmm-wonder-what-stores-are-open.html' title='4:50AM..Hmm wonder what stores are open?'/><author><name>A Single Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07352041262203132099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/ASingleWoman/singlewoman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11810878.post-113297780312485162</id><published>2005-11-25T23:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T23:07:04.416-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How many more shopping days until Christmas Eve?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Well, well it seems Christmas is right around the corner. That can only mean one thing. It's time for me to plan my Christmas Eve shopping trip. Yes you read that right I wait for Christmas Eve to shop. See I find it exhilirating and the hunt and the thrill of the chase are all fun. Not to mention the stress of the last minute shopping and only being able to choose from the one sweater thats left on the shelf is always a thrill! Today was Black Friday and shoppers were waking up to shop at 5AM. Not me I was just going to bed at 4:15AM so if you think I'm going to get out of bed 45 minutes after I got into it to go shopping that's not going to happen. I have no inclination to battle a couple hundred shoppers for the one sale item the store has in stock at the unhumanly hour of 5AM. While I do have a very good friend that wakes up at that time I still say if it's dark out you belong in bed! Ha ha ha!! Well unless your delivering newspapers in which case then you better be up at that time of the morning. I started to put up the christmas decorations at my house this evening since my teen was going to have a tantrum if I didn't so we did that tonight. Now to make room for the tree. The way my living is set up I'm limited as to where I can put it. I have the front door at one corner the fireplace at the end the heating vent at the other side and the sofa on the other side. It leaves me with a corner that I can put it in so that we can still see the tv. Dishwashers done --time to unload it. I'll be back tomorrow! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img src= "http://www.top-blogs.com/cgi-bin/rankem.cgi?id=swtl"/&gt;&lt;/img&gt;
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&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11810878-113297780312485162?l=asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113297780312485162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11810878&amp;postID=113297780312485162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/113297780312485162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/113297780312485162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/2005/11/how-many-more-shopping-days-until.html' title='How many more shopping days until Christmas Eve?'/><author><name>A Single Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07352041262203132099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/ASingleWoman/singlewoman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11810878.post-113286768218746276</id><published>2005-11-24T16:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T16:30:54.996-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Happy Thanksgiving everyone! Nothings better than being a vegetarian and having to make a turkey I say! ha ha ha!!! I'm sure many of you traveled to relatives to enjoy the day. I spent some of the day driving on the great scavenger hunt looking for the one baking item I needed for a pie! Of course I forgot it in my last trip to the grocery store. And why did I forget it you wonder? Simple answer..I had my teen with me..and well we all know how that trip went&lt;rolling&gt;...&lt;rolling&gt; See money is no object in the eyes of a teen. Whatever they happen to grab of the shelf is fine even when you can buy a different brand that's $3 cheaper. That doesn't matter to the teen mind..it's all the same thing mother!! Oh and you have to have your hands on your hip and really accentuate the word"mother". This weeks been crazy and I'm so glad for the couple of days off. I went to the gym Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday and I'm tempted to go today. Can you believe the gyms actually open on Thanksgiving? It's open all 365 days a year though. I woke up to snow! I was happy although it's not enough to do any skiing in and it will most likely be gone by tomorrow but hey it's a start! Now that I have my new car I can go up to Vermont and do some skiing this winter. Of course now with the snow and slush my car is all dirty though and I will need to hit the car wash again! All I need for christmas is unlimited car washes and I'll be a happy camper! Ha ha ha!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Well it's time for me to check on the bird in my oven since my relatives are finishing up the crackers and cheese and veggies platters. Geez you would think they hadn't seen food before! Ha ha ha!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img src= "http://www.top-blogs.com/cgi-bin/rankem.cgi?id=swtl"/&gt;&lt;/img&gt;
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&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11810878-113286768218746276?l=asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113286768218746276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11810878&amp;postID=113286768218746276' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/113286768218746276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/113286768218746276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/2005/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving!'/><author><name>A Single Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07352041262203132099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/ASingleWoman/singlewoman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11810878.post-113253325075711258</id><published>2005-11-20T19:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T19:36:47.703-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The seasons over</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well tonight was the last race of the season for NASCAR. My favorite #24 didn't win. Ackkk Tony Stewart won the cup. I'm not a Tony Stewart fan in case you didnt pick up on it. Ah you win some and you lose some right? *SIGH* On the plus side Desperate Housewives is on tonight. I want to see if Gabrielle ends up losing the baby. Someones going to be bumped off and rumor has it that it's John who is her baby's father so that could lead to something interesting. Not to mention how the heck is he going to get killed? A riding mower accident? Weed wacker gone a stray? With Carlos in prison he couldn't do it..unless...he has someone else do it for him! Hmm maybe I'm on to something! I had to go get my headlights replaced today after going to the gym. Lost both of them last night. I've come to the conclusion that people do not like it when you drive with your high beams on them all the way down a long road. I'm a genius your saying to yourself. Allright enough sarcasm for one night. I must go do laundry. My teen came home from a sleepover with more luggage than a person takes on a 6 month vacation! *Rolling my eyes* &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img src= "http://www.top-blogs.com/cgi-bin/rankem.cgi?id=swtl"/&gt;&lt;/img&gt;
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&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11810878-113253325075711258?l=asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113253325075711258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11810878&amp;postID=113253325075711258' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/113253325075711258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/113253325075711258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/2005/11/seasons-over.html' title='The seasons over'/><author><name>A Single Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07352041262203132099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/ASingleWoman/singlewoman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11810878.post-113246276588391688</id><published>2005-11-20T01:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T01:41:23.336-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My shoe wish list</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I found my boots on the payless site. I'm sharing with you my boots I mentioned in my earlier entry this evening. These are the black boots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;img src="http://images.andale.com/f2/115/112/7886457/1130891023764_041708_beauty.gif" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ladies are you digging them or what? I also found some heels I like and that I could wear to some of the upcoming holiday parties. Here is one pair&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.andale.com/f2/115/112/7886457/1131871042695_044127_beauty.gif" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or these ones are also cute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=" http://images.andale.com/f2/115/112/7886457/1130623032667_044266_beauty.gif" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Oh such a dilema! Which ones to go with? Maybe I should flip a coin? Good thing it's the BOGO sale! Ha ha ha Saturday Night Live was really good tonight. Eva Longoria from Desperate Housewives was the host. Back to looking at shoes for me. Goodnight all and sweet dreams from the shoe fairy! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img src= "http://www.top-blogs.com/cgi-bin/rankem.cgi?id=swtl"/&gt;&lt;/img&gt;
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&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11810878-113246276588391688?l=asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113246276588391688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11810878&amp;postID=113246276588391688' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/113246276588391688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/113246276588391688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-shoe-wish-list.html' title='My shoe wish list'/><author><name>A Single Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07352041262203132099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/ASingleWoman/singlewoman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11810878.post-113245538570420482</id><published>2005-11-19T23:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T19:47:57.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lookie who's back!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well..well..look at what the cat dragged in! Why yes it's me! I've been out of the blogging bit for awhile. I'm back with a vengance though!! I've witnessed way to many things to stay quiet any longer! I was sick for awhile and am just starting to feel back to myself actually. Just got in ...it was an early night tonight. Ha ha ha So let's see what exciting adventures have I been up too? Hmm I've joined a gym in the last month. I love my gym and really enjoy going daily. Some of the machines frighten me as they look like torture devices. One of my best friends goes to the gym with me and I've smartened up I make her be the guinea pig for the machines first. Ha ha ha!! I've got my routine I get changed at work and head to the gym to do my routine. My routine is usually 20 minutes on the elliptical trainer, 30 minutes on the bikes, and 10 minutes on the leg weight machines, 10 minutes of the free weights, and usually 30 minutes on the treadmill. It's starting to show too since many of my co-workers in the past 2 weeks have said I'm looking good. I take my shower at the gym so I can then go out after. I went to the casino last weekend. We didn't get home until almost 4am but we had so much fun! I was hoping to win enough money to buy me the boots I like at Payless. They are smoking hot and I must have them! There are 2 pairs I want one pair is black and they go up a little past my knees. They have a heel on them and are $25.00 on sale. The other pair is a beige and also a heel only they don't go up as far as the black pair and they are that kinda slouchy look. The guys that read this will be like what?? The women will know what I mean. Ha ha ha.. The weekend before that went out with the girls to a local pub. The bartender put wayyyyyyyy too much rum into my daquiri and I thought it was me but I had one of my friends take a sip and she said damn!! They were all laughing and said the bartender must have wanted to get me drunk because he kept looking over at us. The weekend before that we went to our usual hangout and this creepy guy was hanging around us. My friend said it was because my shirt was so low-cut he was checking things out.  Which I don't think my shirt was too low cut since it was a regular sweater with a v-neck. I told her he liked probably liked blondes so he was after her. The only thing was they didnt have a band that night so we had no music to dance too which is usually why we go there. One of my other friends said he's going to be getting his band back together so I can go listen to him play soon and I know he will play some stuff for me if I tell him too. Gwen Stefanis coming to the casino near me next month and I plan on going. The question is who will be the lucky one that gets to go with me? Hmm stay tuned to find out... So today was the usual running around nonsense. I plan on going to the gym for 2 hours tomorrow. I'm feeling more energetic than usual. Well that's all for now but I will write more tomorrow. I'm outta here for now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img src= "http://www.top-blogs.com/cgi-bin/rankem.cgi?id=swtl"/&gt;&lt;/img&gt;
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&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11810878-112891655502897750?l=asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/112891655502897750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11810878&amp;postID=112891655502897750' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/112891655502897750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/112891655502897750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/2005/10/what-kind-of-witch-am-i.html' title='What kind of witch am I?'/><author><name>A Single Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07352041262203132099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/ASingleWoman/singlewoman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11810878.post-112889260997592404</id><published>2005-10-09T17:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T17:16:49.996-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Oooh I am a smiling now!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I am a very happy woman! T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;he White Sox swept the Red Sox to win the American League Division Series in Boston, Friday, Oct 7, 2005. The White Sox won the game, 5-3. Sorry Red Sox Fans but like I have said before we gave you a win finally to make you happy! &lt;img src="http://bestsmileys.com/lol/2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt; I'm just busting on you Red Sox fans!! I actually happen to be very good friends with many Red Sox fans. Now if my Yankees have a win tonight I will be an even happier woman! So it's Sunday and I'm recovering from my night out last night.  &lt;img src="http://bestsmileys.com/drinking/11.gif" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt; Tomorrows a day off though so I can sleep late which always makes me very happy!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img src= "http://www.top-blogs.com/cgi-bin/rankem.cgi?id=swtl"/&gt;&lt;/img&gt;
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&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11810878-112889260997592404?l=asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/112889260997592404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11810878&amp;postID=112889260997592404' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/112889260997592404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/112889260997592404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/2005/10/oooh-i-am-smiling-now.html' title='Oooh I am a smiling now!!!'/><author><name>A Single Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07352041262203132099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/ASingleWoman/singlewoman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11810878.post-112857578434682405</id><published>2005-10-06T01:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T22:55:26.876-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just stop talking will you!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Allright I have a really wierd pet peeve. Well I should say I think it's wierd but others might not be as bothered by it as I am. I'm driving to work in the morning and I need some music to help me relax but can I get any music?? NO!!!!!!!! And why's that you ask?? Because it seems the DJ's only want to talk in the morning! So I've now decided I am getting the Sirius satellite radio so I can listen to my music when I want. So a friend of mine said my last entry sounded like I hated guys. Well I want to correct that and say no I definitely do not hate guys. I do have one special one in mind as I type this actually. I just get aggravated with the ones I know when they do silly things just like they get aggravated with me when I do silly things too Im sure. I noticed no one answered the questions I have posed lately. Come on don't be afraid I promise I won't bite and I'll be gentle. The countdown begins to Daquiris! Woo-wee baby!! I had a very strong one 2 weeks ago when I went out with a friend. It wasn't good that I hadn't eaten in 2 days either and was running on 3 hours of sleep either I'm sure. Just checked in at Patricks Place but he's in bed. I was nice and didn't flip the lights on. I'd be so afraid to have cams in my bedroom in case I did something like drool in my sleep or something.Tee hee hee....Allrighty heres my latest question for everyone. If you really liked what you were doing in your job but were very stressed out and tired of dealing with office politics would you look for another job or would you tough it out and ignore what was going on around you? And what in the hell am I doing wide awake at 1AM?? That's my big question! My sleep pattern has been so strange lately. I'm 34 going on 15! Ha ha ha ha!!!!! But at least I am being productive and working on the computer since I can't sleep. And now as much as I hate to leave I'm heading off of here to go read. Good night all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img src= "http://www.top-blogs.com/cgi-bin/rankem.cgi?id=swtl"/&gt;&lt;/img&gt;
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&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11810878-112857578434682405?l=asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/112857578434682405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11810878&amp;postID=112857578434682405' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/112857578434682405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/112857578434682405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/2005/10/just-stop-talking-will-you.html' title='Just stop talking will you!!'/><author><name>A Single Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07352041262203132099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/ASingleWoman/singlewoman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11810878.post-112831898839889696</id><published>2005-10-03T01:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T16:23:55.610-05:00</updated><title type='text'>**#$%!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Did you hear me swearing loudly?? I was rather annoyed with my Yankees team playing so crappy against the Red Sox. I've been in a bad mood today and I don't know why. And no it's not "that time of the month". What is it with men?? If you happen to be in a bad mood it's automatically "that time of the month?" Argh!! Makes me want to scream and slap you when you say that! Listen up men we ladies can have a bad day and be in a bad mood and its not "that time of the month"!! First of all I am always very even tempered and rarely am I in a bad mood or in any way would you ever even think that about me but hey who knows maybe it's just you annoying the crap out of us making us in a bad mood..ooh bet you never thought about that one now did yah? Why look at that after that vent fest I actually feel much better! So I spent a good portion of my morning searching for my cell phone. I lost it and couldn't find it. I finally found it in the car. Silly phone had fallen between the seats. So guys I've got another question for you. Do you like it when a woman asks you out or do you want to be the one that makes the first move and ask her out? Also how do you show a woman that you are interested in her? What are some of the things that you do and do you give any signs that you would be willing to share with the other women reading this so that they can make a note of it? The more we can figure out about men the happier we are. Time to end this entry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img src= "http://www.top-blogs.com/cgi-bin/rankem.cgi?id=swtl"/&gt;&lt;/img&gt;
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&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11810878-112831898839889696?l=asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/112831898839889696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11810878&amp;postID=112831898839889696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/112831898839889696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/112831898839889696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/2005/10/blog-post.html' title='**#$%!!!'/><author><name>A Single Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07352041262203132099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/ASingleWoman/singlewoman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11810878.post-112779521577460989</id><published>2005-09-27T00:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T00:26:55.780-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Make sure its the brake not the gas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Well I almost had a fender bender this evening. I hit the gas instead of the brake as a car was coming and luckily I went flying by the other car. Of course they were swearing at me and giving me the finger but eh it all worked out in the end. I think someones trying to off me because just the other day I stepped out into the street and a car came out of nowhere and nearly ran me over. Then the topper...the guy slams on his brakes and waves me on..yes and you were going to stop in the first place? I think not! Unless of course you prefer to leave a mile long strip of rubber behind as you "stop". Of course after my near death experience I didnt feel so bad shopping and maxing out my credit cards. I'm just trying to do my part to help with the economy. I'm still waiting to hear about those Halloween costume ideas. I need suggestions people! And now I'm outta here! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Peace, Love and skid marks &lt;img src="http://bestsmileys.com/cars/12.gif" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img src= "http://www.top-blogs.com/cgi-bin/rankem.cgi?id=swtl"/&gt;&lt;/img&gt;
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&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11810878-112779521577460989?l=asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/112779521577460989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11810878&amp;postID=112779521577460989' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/112779521577460989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/112779521577460989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/2005/09/make-sure-its-brake-not-gas.html' title='Make sure its the brake not the gas!'/><author><name>A Single Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07352041262203132099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/ASingleWoman/singlewoman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11810878.post-112745678662642913</id><published>2005-09-23T02:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T02:26:26.633-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Time for the Friday dance........</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Friday..Friday..Friday...yes I am going to enjoy the weekend! Today is the first day of the Fall season. I am looking forward to Halloween as I do every year. No I'm not going to go out trick-or-treating but most likely I will have a Halloween party or attend one. Now to start thinking about my costume. Any suggestions from those reading? Feel free to give them to me I'm open to them. Just got a new shade of eyeshadow to try and I'm hoping it looks as good actually on as it does in the package. I think that make-up manufactors are definitely men and they laugh as they make the shade knowing that its going to be a totally different shade when we put it on than it is in the container! What's up with that? Well I just peeked into patricks place and he's sleeping. And now I'm going to head off here and wash some laundry. I'm still trying to come up with my disposable clothes idea. Later everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Peace, love, and clean clothes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img src= "http://www.top-blogs.com/cgi-bin/rankem.cgi?id=swtl"/&gt;&lt;/img&gt;
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&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11810878-112745678662642913?l=asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/112745678662642913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11810878&amp;postID=112745678662642913' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/112745678662642913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/112745678662642913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/2005/09/time-for-friday-dance.html' title='Time for the Friday dance........'/><author><name>A Single Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07352041262203132099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/ASingleWoman/singlewoman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11810878.post-112692008118465447</id><published>2005-09-18T17:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T22:59:19.163-05:00</updated><title type='text'>M--E--N-- these 3 letters in the alphabet are the craziest</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;MEN!!!!!!!!! How the hell can 3 little words make us women go so crazy?? And the biggest mystery of all is not what came first the chicken or egg ...although we all know if the egg was good it was the chicken first...but whether women will ever understand what men do and why they do the things that they do? From the "finding themselves to the I need some time to think about our relationship" will we ever figure them out ladies? And what is up with that "figuring out our relationship"? You bring me flowers and take me out to nice restaurants and we have plenty of good times together and there's nothing else to figure out. &lt;img src="http://bestsmileys.com/flowers/6.gif" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt; I'm blogging out of here for now! Peace, love, and plenty of flowers for you. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img src= "http://www.top-blogs.com/cgi-bin/rankem.cgi?id=swtl"/&gt;&lt;/img&gt;
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&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11810878-112692008118465447?l=asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/112692008118465447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11810878&amp;postID=112692008118465447' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/112692008118465447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/112692008118465447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/2005/09/m-e-n-these-3-letters-in-alphabet-are.html' title='M--E--N-- these 3 letters in the alphabet are the craziest'/><author><name>A Single Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07352041262203132099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/ASingleWoman/singlewoman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11810878.post-112685177107505779</id><published>2005-09-16T02:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T02:22:51.083-04:00</updated><title type='text'>People are out to push my button today!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;So the button pushing begins with my going to the grocery store to get a few things and of course I'm in a hurry and get into the express with a newspaper, and salad mix in a bag, tomatoes, and bottled water. Well guess what happens! Some idiot decides to get in line in front of me and has almost a full cart of groceries. Ah HELLO!!!!!!!!!! Did you think the sign that said 10 items or less ONLY was meant for everyone but you?? I say  the stores should install mini shock buzzers or tazzers and when you put that 20th item up  (see I'm being generous I give them 10 extra items) on the belt it kicks in and shocks the crap out of you. I guarantee you will think next time about others and be more considerate of others. I wonder if these are the same people that pull out in front of you when they are a rulers length from you? I just love venting about these things that people do. And now back to the topic we all love right ladies?? Men! Guys are you really deep down sensitive after all? Do you really get upset when we don't call every few days? Or do you not even notice? I want to know what you think about this? And ladies what's your biggest pet peeve about men? And now I must go do some laundry. I'm going to become rich when I invent self cleaning clothes like the self cleaning ovens. Im done for this evening.&lt;br /&gt;Peace,Love and wishing you a short wait in the express lane!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img src= "http://www.top-blogs.com/cgi-bin/rankem.cgi?id=swtl"/&gt;&lt;/img&gt;
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&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11810878-112685177107505779?l=asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/112685177107505779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11810878&amp;postID=112685177107505779' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/112685177107505779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/112685177107505779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/2005/09/people-are-out-to-push-my-button-today.html' title='People are out to push my button today!!!!!!!'/><author><name>A Single Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07352041262203132099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/ASingleWoman/singlewoman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11810878.post-112675661656923808</id><published>2005-09-14T23:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T00:05:52.786-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish they had invented texting years ago</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Nothing beats texting when your in the middle of a meeting and cannot talk to someone you really like talking to. Nothings better than sitting in your chair across the room from someone and carrying on a conversation with them. And ladies I'm sure you know what I mean when I say what a very easy and quick way to flirt with that guy that you are interested in. Pretty good method I highly recommend it if you haven't already tried it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bestsmileys.com/textinbubble3/4.gif"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;I am listening to Patrick's radio show at the moment. &lt;img src="http://bestsmileys.com/textinbubble3/3.gif"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;Allright Patrick you did play a few songs but now what's with Bridge Over Troubled Water? Come on play something upbeat that I can dance too! Allright guys I have a question for you. Do you like it if a woman asks you out or do you prefer to ask her out? We ladies know how sensitive your male pride can be sometimes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bestsmileys.com/wink/3.gif" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt; Okay Patrick your going to put me to sleep with Dust in the Wind! &lt;img src="http://bestsmileys.com/lol/1.gif" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt; I watched Big Brother last night. April was booted out of the house by Ivette which I was cheering over! I can't stand April and am glad to see her go and especially after she tried to blame Ivette for things. Give me a freaking break did she hold a gun to your head and force you to not like people? The answer to that would be no!! Take some accountability for yourself would you!! &lt;img src="http://bestsmileys.com/angry1/8.gif"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;Okay I feel better now..I'm done venting....and I'm done for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace, love, and many text messages for you! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255)"&gt;&lt;/color&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/italic&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img src= "http://www.top-blogs.com/cgi-bin/rankem.cgi?id=swtl"/&gt;&lt;/img&gt;
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&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11810878-112675661656923808?l=asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/112675661656923808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11810878&amp;postID=112675661656923808' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/112675661656923808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/112675661656923808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-wish-they-had-invented-texting-years.html' title='I wish they had invented texting years ago'/><author><name>A Single Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07352041262203132099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/ASingleWoman/singlewoman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11810878.post-112659025236315090</id><published>2005-09-13T01:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T02:05:40.036-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chex Mix and Coke at 1AM will NOT help you sleep!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So it's 1AM and Im awake can't sleep just yet so what do I do? Eat another new favorite of mine Chocolate Peanut Butter Chex Mix and drink Coke! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://bestsmileys.com/eating1/7.gif"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Oh and watch Patrick sleep.                                                                                                        &lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=11810878&amp;postID=112659025236315090" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://bestsmileys.com/sleeping/9.gif"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; I thought maybe that would inspire me to sleep but nothing such as that is occurring right now. But I did have fun turning the disco ball light on and off at Patricks place. Im wishing it was Friday today. Then it would be time for daquiris.&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=11810878&amp;postID=112659025236315090" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://bestsmileys.com/drinks/3.gif"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Oh and I've come up with some more things for you men to reflect on. A friend of mine was dating this guy for awhile and suddenly he starts acting distant and then breaks it off with her by telling her he has to find himself?? He was lost?? Since every man I've ever known has refused to stop for directions can you imagine how long that will take for him to find himself? Hope he brings lots of snacks in that suitcase! &lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=11810878&amp;postID=112659025236315090" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://bestsmileys.com/goodbye/3.gif"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So men do tell what ever in flying fruitcakes does that phrase mean? And why couldn't you just say something like this isn't working out I think we should split up or honey we need to see other people well you do because I've been seeing that blonde friend of yours for 3 months now. Something to that effect. I would love to hear from the males out there as to why you say your finding yourself and what it really does mean. Is it a code or something? Fill me in guys. It's a question I need an answer too just like who are these people that are driving heavy equipment while using cold medication that we actually need that listed on the cold medication box?? I'm really delving into the mysteries of the universe now! I'm heading out of here!&lt;br /&gt;Peace, Love, and make sure you have a good map if you go off to find yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img src= "http://www.top-blogs.com/cgi-bin/rankem.cgi?id=swtl"/&gt;&lt;/img&gt;
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&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11810878-112659025236315090?l=asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/112659025236315090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11810878&amp;postID=112659025236315090' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/112659025236315090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/112659025236315090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/2005/09/chex-mix-and-coke-at-1am-will-not-help.html' title='Chex Mix and Coke at 1AM will NOT help you sleep!'/><author><name>A Single Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07352041262203132099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/ASingleWoman/singlewoman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11810878.post-112650334258641041</id><published>2005-09-12T01:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T01:58:10.936-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey men let me give you a few tips here......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;If you want to be a prince in our eyes then the following are some things you should &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt; do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Fart in front of us &lt;strong&gt;EVER&lt;/strong&gt;!! We do not think its funny and its even worse when you try to see if you can make tears come to our eyes. &lt;img src="http://bestsmileys.com/rude/19.gif" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt; Let's see oh yes pretending you cannot hear us when we ask you something is another thing not to do and we know you can hear fine because if we whisper in another room hey honey want to have a 3-way with the woman next door you are running down the hallway and jumping into bed. &lt;img src="http://bestsmileys.com/lol/13.gif" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt; Oh and another thing when you spend the night make sure that you bring your &lt;strong&gt;OWN&lt;/strong&gt; razors! Or at least tell us if you used ours so when we get into the shower we aren't severing an artery when we try to shave our legs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bestsmileys.com/signs1/17.gif" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt; Those are just a few little things we ask for from you. I am sure I will come up with another list as I think longer about it. I hope you guys took notes. And ladies if you can think of any more feel free to add them to the comments section. I'm off to watch what Patrick is up too before I go to bed. This guy is insane he has cams all over his house and in his car and you can turn his lights on and off its really interesting. He even has a pillow cam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bestsmileys.com/surprised/1.gif" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt; Not much privacy in that bedroom! You would have to be an exhibitionist to have sex in that bedroom! &lt;img src="http://bestsmileys.com/peeping/1.gif" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt; I don't know how you do it Patrick I need to do my make-up and hair after I've taken a shower in the morning before I allow anyone to see me. Wishing you all peace, love and a whole lotta good sex tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bestsmileys.com/lol/6.gif" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img src= "http://www.top-blogs.com/cgi-bin/rankem.cgi?id=swtl"/&gt;&lt;/img&gt;
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&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11810878-112650334258641041?l=asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/112650334258641041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11810878&amp;postID=112650334258641041' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/112650334258641041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/112650334258641041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/2005/09/hey-men-let-me-give-you-few-tips-here.html' title='Hey men let me give you a few tips here......'/><author><name>A Single Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07352041262203132099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/ASingleWoman/singlewoman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11810878.post-112590004109189101</id><published>2005-09-05T02:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T02:42:57.233-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Did the government fail the residents of New Orleans?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Well heres a hot button issue. Do you feel that the government responded quickly and appropriately to the victims of the hurricane? It has been reported that a practice hurricane drill just like Katrina was practiced a few years ago. The hurricane was called "Pam" and she did exactly what Katrina did. So tell me this if this drill was practiced for an mapped out then what the hell happened? What went terribly wrong and who was responsible for it? And why wasnt the "calvary" on the way to the victims on Monday night? And why would you evacuate them to the Superdome with no food or water? Why would you do that?  Arghh this all is so messed up! Well let me hear your opinions on this issue. I'm interested to hear how others think on this subject. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img src= "http://www.top-blogs.com/cgi-bin/rankem.cgi?id=swtl"/&gt;&lt;/img&gt;
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&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11810878-112590004109189101?l=asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/112590004109189101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11810878&amp;postID=112590004109189101' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/112590004109189101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/112590004109189101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/2005/09/did-government-fail-residents-of-new.html' title='Did the government fail the residents of New Orleans?'/><author><name>A Single Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07352041262203132099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/ASingleWoman/singlewoman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11810878.post-112573549844119724</id><published>2005-09-03T04:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T22:52:47.746-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Helping Hurricane Katrina Victims</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I haven't blogged in awhile as I have been glued to my tv watching the hurricane coverage. The devastation is unbelievable and moves me to tears. Especially watching the small children hungry and thirsty and sitting out in the heat. I am looking into going down to help out for some time with the Red Cross. I also found another opportunity for everyone that wants to help in the affected area.  &lt;a href="http://www.bellaonline.com/site/weather"&gt;ww.bellaonline.com/site/weather&lt;/a&gt; This site has a weather section and in the weather section it has published information on an emergency housing drive and people in the area near Louisiania can offer temporary housing (simply a spare bed or sofa) in thier houses for the victims. If you are interested you can check out the details for yourself at that site. So anyways I checked out the site myself and the listings really bothered me and I had to say something about it. People are really wonderful and offering anything they can since these people have nothing but the clothes on thier backs and have been sleeping on rooftops or curbs on the highway so they will be most grateful for anything that we can do for them. Thats the great part of America when it comes to our own we don't mess around we step up and take care of the situation and do what needs to be done and band together as a nation. I just wanted to personally say thank you to everyone that has done something to help out and even if its a small donation of $5 it's still a huge help and you should feel good for doing what you can. Sadly we will not forget this tragedy and I just wish we could get the victims out faster but I know we are doing the best we can. Nothings worse than the feeling of helplessness when you want to make it better for them and you can't do as much as you would like to. I want to let the victims know you have a lot of support and I'm offering to let familiy members use my blog to post messages of missing family members as well as other readers that might want to post any offers of help that we can leave up for the right agencys to contact us about. It's the least I can do and with the power of the web and the ability to have it go anywhere maybe we can help each other out. If you would like to post anything please leave your comments here for others to see. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img src= "http://www.top-blogs.com/cgi-bin/rankem.cgi?id=swtl"/&gt;&lt;/img&gt;
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&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11810878-112573549844119724?l=asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/112573549844119724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11810878&amp;postID=112573549844119724' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/112573549844119724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/112573549844119724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/2005/09/helping-hurricane-katrina-victims.html' title='Helping Hurricane Katrina Victims'/><author><name>A Single Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07352041262203132099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/ASingleWoman/singlewoman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11810878.post-112503935833212393</id><published>2005-08-26T03:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T03:02:15.930-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Motor Vehicle Department</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Well today was a joy and a 1/2! I spent it running back and forth to the Motor vehicle department. I think getting a nuclear physists degree might actually be easier than registering a car. &lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=11810878&amp;postID=112503935833212393" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://bestsmileys.com/cars/18.gif"/&gt;&lt;/img&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So after running all over the place to get paperwork..they won't take a temp. card for the insurance but they will take a faxed over one but not to them fax it somewhere else then come back and wait in another 2 hour line. &lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=11810878&amp;postID=112503935833212393" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://bestsmileys.com/clueless/1.gif"/&gt;&lt;/img&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;This is going to be short it's almost 3am and I need to get up for work in the morning. I will write more later since I have some things to say about guys but I just wanted to vent about the motor vehicle thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img src= "http://www.top-blogs.com/cgi-bin/rankem.cgi?id=swtl"/&gt;&lt;/img&gt;
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&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11810878-112503935833212393?l=asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/112503935833212393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11810878&amp;postID=112503935833212393' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/112503935833212393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/112503935833212393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/2005/08/motor-vehicle-department.html' title='The Motor Vehicle Department'/><author><name>A Single Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07352041262203132099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/ASingleWoman/singlewoman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11810878.post-112468945962349821</id><published>2005-08-22T01:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T00:15:08.183-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Shmunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Sunday and I find myself exhausted from the tennis game I played this evening. &lt;img src="http://bestsmileys.com/sports3/7.gif" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt; I was trying not to fall in front of the people that were hanging out at the courts. &lt;img src="http://bestsmileys.com/freak/4.gif" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt;See I'm not always so graceful and can easily trip. I found myself doing a face plant off a curb last October.&lt;img src="http://bestsmileys.com/darwin/1.gif" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt; And of course it can't be some out of the way location..Noooooooo of course not! It's a big parking lot filled with my co-workers on the way out the door one Friday evening after work. So I was concentrating so hard on not trippping myself that I let a few balls go by. I do enjoy playing tennis though and am actually a decent player. So I had a moral dilema present itself today. I'm at the condo pool of the condo I'm staying at this week and this guy says hey can you let me in I dont have my key. Now the rules clearly say no key no entrance. And we wouldnt want some non condo person swimming now would we? &lt;img src="http://bestsmileys.com/sports3/10.gif" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt; So I had to decide do I A) let him in even though he could be a non-condo owner or B) Tell him I'm not allowed to have strangers in when my parents arent home (although if I had said that he might have left in a hurry because he was afraid I was insane.) or C) Pretend I can't hear him because Im so busy reading my book?Well now I smell a bracelet in the works! WWASWD..(which stands for)what would a single woman do...  I'm watching my Big Brother live feeds. I used to like Howie but now he's starting to grate on my last good nerve. And these people that are starting a website for Kaysar? It's a game people!! Get over it and move on! The other team made a strategic move and you don't like it but it was a good one. As for the idea that he should get any money because he played honestly. It's a game! Think of it as Jerry Springer the gameshow. &lt;img src="http://bestsmileys.com/lol/21.gif" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt; Everyone lies,backstabs each other, twists things around and plays each other on reality shows because in the end of the game its who's left last thats the winner not who has the most friends. I don't think its acceptable to play like this but until we stop watching these shows then the producers know that we want to see such antics and shows, and will continue to produce them. Now the reality show producers could start a new show where the way to win is by integrity, honesty and character in playing the game. But really folks do you think the viewers are going to be there watching that? I doubt it but it's worth a try. And on that note I'm outta here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Peace, Love, and tennis balls! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img src= "http://www.top-blogs.com/cgi-bin/rankem.cgi?id=swtl"/&gt;&lt;/img&gt;
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&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11810878-112468945962349821?l=asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/112468945962349821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11810878&amp;postID=112468945962349821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/112468945962349821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/112468945962349821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/2005/08/sunday-shmunday.html' title='Sunday Shmunday'/><author><name>A Single Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07352041262203132099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/ASingleWoman/singlewoman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11810878.post-112460373215202417</id><published>2005-08-21T01:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T01:55:57.580-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Webcam woman?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;So I've been thinking since I love Big Brother so much maybe I should do my own version at home. What do you think world? Me in my pjs with my hair in a ponytail brushing my teeth or even better me chasing the dog to get my socks back &lt;img src="http://bestsmileys.com/dogs/4.gif" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt;I am having a chocolate craving for some reason and I don't know why. Went to the mall today and got a few things from a favorite gift shop of mine. I was having a hard time deciding between the margarita bucket and the flavored martini mixes. I think I need to add a margarita fund in addition to my kettlecorn fund. I really need a vacation I have decided. I also got a candle that smells like the ocean. I spent so much time in the candle section debating on which ones I wanted. The funny thing is I already have so many candles that you could light them all and line the street with them and land a plane. &lt;img src="http://bestsmileys.com/lol/2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt; A guy I dated awhile ago said to me what is it with woman and the candles? To which I told him he hadn't read the Guide to Women handbook throughly or he wouldn't have asked me that. Let's see the weekend is almost over which is never something to look forward too. I think I'll make steak on the grill for dinner. I like cooking on the grill because then there are less dishes to be washed. Hey, now a grillcam theres something interesting. &lt;img src="http://bestsmileys.com/lol/21.gif" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt;And on that note I'm blowing out of here. &lt;img src="http://bestsmileys.com/funny/5.gif" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Peace, love, and margaritas &lt;img src="http://bestsmileys.com/drinking/10.gif" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img src= "http://www.top-blogs.com/cgi-bin/rankem.cgi?id=swtl"/&gt;&lt;/img&gt;
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&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11810878-112460373215202417?l=asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/112460373215202417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11810878&amp;postID=112460373215202417' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/112460373215202417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/112460373215202417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/2005/08/webcam-woman.html' title='Webcam woman?'/><author><name>A Single Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07352041262203132099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/ASingleWoman/singlewoman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11810878.post-112444040191340138</id><published>2005-08-19T04:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T04:34:44.883-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Housework is evil</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Housework is the most evil thing! I swear I just vacuumed the other day yet I looked today and there was enough dog hair that it looked like another dog was lying on the rug! And I just dusted yet I can write the gettysburg address in the dust on the tables! &lt;img src="http://bestsmileys.com/cleaning/2.gif"/&gt;&lt;/img&gt; I need a housekeeper to keep this place clean! Hit the grocery store for a few things including another favorite of mine. Its juice in a gallon container for one dollar! Can you believe it? Yes I know its all water with sugar and some food coloring but its enough to trick my brain into thinking its getting something tasty.&lt;img src="http://bestsmileys.com/drinking/20.gif" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt; Big Brother 6 was on tonight and the twist was that the head of household had to name two people to evict right that minute and then another vote for eviction was going to be on Saturday. Janelle won head of household and put up Maggie and Jennifer for eviction. Well seeing as how it's getting late it's time for bed. &lt;img src="http://bestsmileys.com/sleeping/14.gif" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt; Peace, love, and kettlecorn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img src= "http://www.top-blogs.com/cgi-bin/rankem.cgi?id=swtl"/&gt;&lt;/img&gt;
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&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11810878-112444040191340138?l=asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/112444040191340138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11810878&amp;postID=112444040191340138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/112444040191340138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/112444040191340138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/2005/08/housework-is-evil.html' title='Housework is evil'/><author><name>A Single Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07352041262203132099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/ASingleWoman/singlewoman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11810878.post-112425333960151331</id><published>2005-08-16T00:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T00:45:37.373-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Jollytime</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I am loving the Jollytime Kettlemania microwave popcorn! &lt;img src="http://bestsmileys.com/eating1/16.gif" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt; I would be the happiest woman in the world if I were given a case of it by the Jollytime people. Oh I'm on to something I think I'll add a donation box t keep me in my Jollytime fix. Besides I need something to look forward to after I use my treadmill.&lt;img src="http://bestsmileys.com/exercising/7.gif" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt;Although I do find that the treadmill is actually better at keeping my clothes hanging nicely than my closet. &lt;img src="http://bestsmileys.com/lol/6.gif" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt; I'm watching my Big Brother 6 live feed and the houseguests are trying to get along and not kill each other. It seems like the producers said something to Howie because he has stopped going after April and being in her face. Now he is instead ignoring her. Looks like Kaysar will definitely go though if the Friendship votes the way they say they are going to then Maggie, Beau, April, and Ivette would vote for Kaysar and Jennifer isn't eligible to vote as she's head of household. James is a wild card he could vote for Kaysar but he could aslo vote for Janelle. The 4 Alliance will have 2 votes for Janelle with Howie and Rachel and Janelle and Kaysar are not eligible to vote since they are nominated for eviction. So it looks like its going to be Kaysar being the one headed out the door this week. last night the producers gave the houseguests pizza and alchohol and Beau got really drunk and was throwing up in the house and Janelle got drunk also. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;It's like a frat party in the house &lt;img src="http://bestsmileys.com/drinking/2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt; I need to do the dishes and laundry soon so I should giddy-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bestsmileys.com/cleaning/12.gif"/&gt;&lt;/img&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img src= "http://www.top-blogs.com/cgi-bin/rankem.cgi?id=swtl"/&gt;&lt;/img&gt;
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&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11810878-112425333960151331?l=asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/112425333960151331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11810878&amp;postID=112425333960151331' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/112425333960151331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/112425333960151331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/2005/08/jollytime.html' title='Jollytime'/><author><name>A Single Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07352041262203132099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/ASingleWoman/singlewoman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11810878.post-112416397076671955</id><published>2005-08-15T23:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T23:46:10.776-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't seem to pry myself away from my computer</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;But then again maybe it has something to do with the drama on Big Brother 6. I'm watching the live feed and I just can't seem to stop watching. &lt;img src="http://bestsmileys.com/lazy/1.gif" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt; Heres a spoiler so anyone that wants to be surprised about tomorrows show should stop reading. Rachel won Power Of veto and took herself off the block and Jen put Kaysar up in her place. Now one of the messge boards I peeked at was in an uproar over this. They are sending and calling the producers to tell them that they won't watch the show anymore if Kaysar is evicted. Well guess what folks it's a game and why should you have any right to change the game in any way? I don't even bother to post my opinions because its so one sided and you'll just be trashed for having an opinion which is silly everyone should be entitled to an opinion and while people might not agree they shouldn't feel the need to tell someone that they are stupid or an ass because of something they said. Like I always say to my teen "if you disagree with someones opinion and  you don't have anything decent to say to that person then don't say anything at all" &lt;img src="http://bestsmileys.com/handshake/2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Found a new favorite snack by accident today. I bought some Jiffy Pop that was on sale not noticing that it was kettle corn and I popped it up today and damn it was yummy! Well time to go back to seeing what drama is playing out on BB and then it's &lt;img src="http://bestsmileys.com/sleeping/1.gif" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img src= "http://www.top-blogs.com/cgi-bin/rankem.cgi?id=swtl"/&gt;&lt;/img&gt;
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&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11810878-112416397076671955?l=asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/112416397076671955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11810878&amp;postID=112416397076671955' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/112416397076671955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/112416397076671955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-cant-seem-to-pry-myself-away-from-my.html' title='I can&apos;t seem to pry myself away from my computer'/><author><name>A Single Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07352041262203132099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/ASingleWoman/singlewoman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11810878.post-112399925544829046</id><published>2005-08-14T02:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T02:04:37.356-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What were they thinking?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So here's the deal-io. If you happen to purchase a product and cannot open the product because the instructions for opening the product are located inside it how the hell are you then suppossed to open the stinking thing?&lt;img src="http://www.clicksmilies.com/s0105/fragend/confused-smiley-008.gif" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stare at it long enough and it will melt? Well I left my Superman glasses in the car so that won't do me much good. This is just the funniest thing to me! &lt;img src="http://www.clicksmilies.com/s0105/lachen/laughing-smiley-007.gif" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manufactors are so busy putting warning labels on that say not to stick my blender into the tub while its plugged in that they must not have noticed that the directions for getting something open were inside the product I wanted to know how to open. And for some closure to this rant I did finally manage to get this product open. It was in a plastic case and you had to manipulate it a certain way and press sides a to sides b and say the alphabet backwards 5x and name the last 10 presidents and ..well you catch my drift.. So I'm on to something and I might just have the Dunkin Donuts people nervous.. I'm experimenting making my own iced coffee creations at home. &lt;img src="http://www.clicksmilies.com/s0105/ernaehrung/food-smiley-001.gif" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt; Of course it's all a tricky balance of the right flavorings. Oh jeebus I got another wacko bug in my room. &lt;/img&gt; I don't have a screen on my back deck slider and when I leave it open all these alien type bugs suddenly come in. This one is on the floor hopping like a mexican jumping bean. Ewww I am getting creeped out and will scream like a woman being chased by an axe murderer in a horror movie if it comes within 2 feet of me. I'm watching my live Big Brother feed and nothing exciting is going on. Jen has made things more interesting by nominating Janelle and Rachel and Kaysar was so pissed at her for doing that. I'm in the mood for cookie dough so I am signing off for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img src= "http://www.top-blogs.com/cgi-bin/rankem.cgi?id=swtl"/&gt;&lt;/img&gt;
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&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11810878-112399925544829046?l=asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/112399925544829046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11810878&amp;postID=112399925544829046' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/112399925544829046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/112399925544829046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/2005/08/what-were-they-thinking.html' title='What were they thinking?'/><author><name>A Single Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07352041262203132099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/ASingleWoman/singlewoman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11810878.post-112390870445184696</id><published>2005-08-13T00:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T00:12:01.313-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dunkin Donuts must be owned by Satan</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;So I see Dunkin Donuts has come out with yet a new flavored iced coffee for me to become hooked on &lt;img src="http://www.clicksmilies.com/s0105/ernaehrung/food-smiley-010.gif" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt; Nevermind worrying about the cost of gas when I'm shelling out almost five bucks a drink at DD &lt;img src="http://www.clicksmilies.com/s0105/lachen/laughing-smiley-016.gif" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt;In this heat I don't care I need something cold or I get cranky even faster than a Porsche on the highway. The weather man who's always the bearer of great news lately said on the late news tonight that the temp tomorrow will feel like 105. Egad! I think I will spontaneous combust at the point &lt;img src="http://www.clicksmilies.com/s0105/teufel/devil-smiley-031.gif" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt; It's so hot that even with the ac cranked up full blast its still warm in my house. It's time to do the dreaded back to school shopping. Well not dreaded for me as I like to do a touchdown dance in each aisle for the back to school idea until my teen walks the other way and tells me she can't be seen in public with her goofy mother. &lt;img src="http://www.clicksmilies.com/s0105/aetsch/cheeky-smiley-006.gif" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt; Hey maybe if I add the macarena into my repitoire then she won't roll her eyes at me? I think I'm on to something here! Nothing good on tv tonight..but Big Brother tonight! Jen won the Head of household competition with 14 hours in the pressure cooker. Some interesting things were inside the boxes they were to each open as they were disqualified. Rotten eggs, air horns, but also some good things like pizza. I have to get onto that show. I would be at a huge advantage though as the winner of all the time competitions having survived shopping at the mall for what seemed like 1400 hours with my teen! &lt;img src="http://www.clicksmilies.com/s0105/lachen/laughing-smiley-006.gif" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt; And if you want to leave a comment at anytime feel free you don't have to be registered and I'd like to know what others are thinking too! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img src= "http://www.top-blogs.com/cgi-bin/rankem.cgi?id=swtl"/&gt;&lt;/img&gt;
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And of course tonight was the big "America's Choice" where America voted which one of the 3 evicted was going to return to the house. It was either Michael, Eric, or Kaysar. Well the big discussion was of a conspiracy that CBS had "fixed" the vote because by going to the CBS website you could see Eric was not shadowed out and Kaysar and Michael were and yada yada yada... Anyways Kaysar was voted back in..surprise surprise surprise..now that to me sounds like it was fixed. I demand a recount of the votes!! Where's Al Gore's camp when I need them? Especially since people were creating "vote for Kaysar" scripts for websites. Hmm me thinks me smells a fishy rat! And we were left hanging for the HOH competition. We won't find out who won until Saturday. It's an interesting one although it is a variation of one used in the original BB only in that one they had to float on rafts in a swimming pool and hold onto an oar and whoever was left hanging on at the end was the winner. In this competition called "pressure cooker" the house members except for Howie are locked into a greenhouse and they have to hold down thier button..no bathroom, drinks, or food breaks and they can't get out of the greenhouse until 3 others have gone. It's 3 at a time and they open boxes which contain some good some bad surprises when they go out. The first box contained flies that Julie opened. I'm wondering what else the other boxes might contain that could be good? Possible food or drinks but it would be hard to eat or drink without moving from the buttons.&lt;br /&gt;I hope Maggie wins and puts Kaysar and James up for eviction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204);font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Then after BB I watched "Hooking Up". What was Kristen thinking? Mike was really nice and she wants to dump him after 2 dates? Either I'm completely out in left field or I missed something about him that was bad. Christen was funny with the bad date she had with that guy that had all the patterns going when she said "I'm sorry I'm just trying to find the vertical hold to use on your jacket". ROFLMAO!!!!!!!!! And of course when he asks if they are going to date again and she says no it didnt click and he says oh she was lame not my type..why did he have to get all negative about her? I will never ever ever in a trillion years understand men!! Of course the biggest surprise to me was Sonja getting dumped. What the hell was that all about? You give her a "pre-engagement" rock and then dump her shortly after? Once again I repeat myself I will never ever ever in a trillion years understand men! And if any man cares to explain the male species to me so I can better understand them then I will gladly listen and even take notes. And on that note I'm off to see some sparks myself...the meteor showers are going on outside my window. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Goodnight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img src= "http://www.top-blogs.com/cgi-bin/rankem.cgi?id=swtl"/&gt;&lt;/img&gt;
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&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11810878-112382335628529752?l=asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/112382335628529752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11810878&amp;postID=112382335628529752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/112382335628529752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/112382335628529752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/2005/08/im-on-reality-tv-overdose.html' title='I&apos;m on a reality TV overdose'/><author><name>A Single Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07352041262203132099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/ASingleWoman/singlewoman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11810878.post-112372633074322636</id><published>2005-08-10T22:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T22:17:35.986-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm melting like a popsicle on an Arizona sidewalk</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Oh it's hotter than should be humanly allowed! &lt;img src="http://www.clicksmilies.com/s0105/natur/nature-smiley-015.gif" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt; Now I know why I love winter so much. At least in the winter if you are cold you can put on a sweater or add some more blankets but what can you do in the summer when it's hot? You can only take off so much then what..your naked! Yes I know men love the naked but it still doesnt cool you off now does it? Hmm my annoyance might explain why my mood ring has changed to black. It means I'm stressed out. &lt;img src="http://www.clicksmilies.com/s0105/lachen/laughing-smiley-002.gif" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt;I have noticed it's time for me to do some housework since my dog has been licking the carpets for me. Even he can't stand the non-vacummed rugs. It's been too hot to do much of anything though. And hey who knows maybe I'll get an award from the electric company for saving energy by not vacumming. See I'm always seeing the positive in things. &lt;img src="http://www.clicksmilies.com/s0105/aetsch/cheeky-smiley-005.gif" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt; Well it's time for me to fill the bathtub with ice and sit in it. &lt;img src="http://www.clicksmilies.com/s0105/cool/cool-smiley-016.gif" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img src= "http://www.top-blogs.com/cgi-bin/rankem.cgi?id=swtl"/&gt;&lt;/img&gt;
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&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11810878-112362202568129599?l=asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/112362202568129599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11810878&amp;postID=112362202568129599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/112362202568129599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/112362202568129599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-mood-ring.html' title='My Mood RIng'/><author><name>A Single Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07352041262203132099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/ASingleWoman/singlewoman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11810878.post-112053683589830976</id><published>2005-07-04T23:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T00:13:55.903-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 4th of July</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Today is the 4th of July and for Americans that means hot dogs and hamburgers on the grill and fireworks. I love the fireworks! I've gotten myself hooked on some tv shows. Reality shows none the less! One is I want to be a Hilton and the other is Hell's Kitchen. Chef Gordan Ramsey on Hell's Kitchen makes Simon Cowell look like a really nice guy. At first I wasnt sure of the whole idea of a reality show about a chef and a kitchen but once you start watching it you will like it. Especially Ramsey who's brutal to the contestants and even the customers dining at his restaurant! So whats going on in the news? Oh yes if I hear one more thing from or about Tom Cruise I'm going to vomit! This man is qualified to diagnose postpartum depression? Umm show me your medical credentials Tommy and maybe I will listen. I think he's having a mid-life crisis or he needs to be on medication himself. I say the government should just use crop dusters filled with a mixture of valium and prozac and dust the earth. We would all be a lot calmer and relaxed. And that as Martha Stewart would say "is a good thing". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img src= "http://www.top-blogs.com/cgi-bin/rankem.cgi?id=swtl"/&gt;&lt;/img&gt;
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&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11810878-112053683589830976?l=asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/112053683589830976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11810878&amp;postID=112053683589830976' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/112053683589830976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/112053683589830976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/2005/07/happy-4th-of-july.html' title='Happy 4th of July'/><author><name>A Single Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07352041262203132099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/ASingleWoman/singlewoman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11810878.post-111622046451256256</id><published>2005-05-15T23:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T01:14:24.516-04:00</updated><title type='text'>End of another weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Well Sunday night can only mean one thing...the end of the weekend. And it also means that Monday can't be far away. Which means back to work. &lt;sigh&gt; Oh when will I win the lottery and be able to live in the life of luxury and spend my days shopping? Hmm I can answer that question..most likely never..seems I have the Murphys Law to the umpteenth degree. I must have dropped one to many mirrors as a child or walked under more ladders than I realized...Went grocery shopping today. Some very interesting people shopping today. I saw a few people talking to themselves and watched this guy in front of me with his  groceries on the belt as I waited for room to put up my groceries. He bought 6  2-liter bottles of Pepsi, some chips and salsa, frozen pizzas, and brownies.  Interesting since a few weeks ago I was in the express lane with my ice cream (mint chocolate chip) and 2 liter bottle of Pepsi and the man in front of me had yogurt, alfala sprouts, hummus,a bottle of Perrier and fruit on the belt and gave me a look when I put up my sugar filled items. I continued to read the National Enquirer as I waited..interesting story about Jessica Simpson being an alien as I felt there wasnt much to say to that guy. But this guy today in front of me was someone I could carry on a conversation with. He knew that sometimes you just need to have some ice cream and it doesnt make you a bad person for it. But what about the express lane? Now if I owned the store I'd have strict regulations about that lane..I'd count each item...you have 5 apples in a bag thats 5 items right there mister....imagine how fast you would get through that line if that were the case..Not me though I always get behind the person that has 25 items which is well over the 15 limit but the cashier isnt going to say anything. Of course if I wanted to take out a second mortgage on my house I could just shop for those one or two items at 7-Eleven. &lt;img src="http://users.pandora.be/eforum/emoticons4u/happy/1002.gif" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt; Desperate Housewives was really good tonight but I'm not looking forward to next weeks season finale. I have become a DH junkie! I need my Desperate Housewives fix !! I smell a support group starting......&lt;img src="http://users.pandora.be/eforum/emoticons4u/happy/1219.gif" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img src= "http://www.top-blogs.com/cgi-bin/rankem.cgi?id=swtl"/&gt;&lt;/img&gt;
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&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11810878-111622046451256256?l=asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/111622046451256256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11810878&amp;postID=111622046451256256' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/111622046451256256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/111622046451256256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/2005/05/end-of-another-weekend.html' title='End of another weekend'/><author><name>A Single Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07352041262203132099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/ASingleWoman/singlewoman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11810878.post-111613203697022465</id><published>2005-05-15T12:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T00:44:06.990-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Night Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Well this week has not been the best. I've been sick and out of work. I took some medicine not that long ago and I spent most of the day in bed so now of course I'll be wide awake all night but on the plus side I'm feeling a little better. Saturday Night Live is on and Will Ferell is the host. I laughed so hard when I watched him in the movie Anchorman. I've seen the previews for a few movies I want to see like Monster In Law, The Longest Yard and Madagascar. I like the penguins in Madagascar they are funny in the clips I've seen. Hmm let's see on Idol Anthony was sent home. On the Apprentice I think Tana might have lost which is too bad because she was my favorite. This Wednesday Gwen Stefani is performing on Ellen. I will definitely&lt;br /&gt;be watching that. Gwen is in my list of favorite singers. Anything else interesting to discuss........hmm let's see..oh yes..Yahoo IM is letting you vote for the newest emoticon they will add. Only one problem for me..I like 10 of them! &lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img%5Dhttp://www.clicksmilies.com/s0105/sprachlos/speechless-smiley-020.gif" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img src= "http://www.top-blogs.com/cgi-bin/rankem.cgi?id=swtl"/&gt;&lt;/img&gt;
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&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11810878-111570016070550790?l=asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/111570016070550790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11810878&amp;postID=111570016070550790' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/111570016070550790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/111570016070550790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/2005/05/sloppy-joe-monday.html' title='Sloppy Joe Monday'/><author><name>A Single Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07352041262203132099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/ASingleWoman/singlewoman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11810878.post-111558695312711816</id><published>2005-05-08T17:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T17:24:51.480-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Weekly Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I usually write daily in my blog like a good blogger but this week I've been a "blug". What's a "blug" you ask? Well it's a new word I made up..it's a blog and a slug put together. I say I'm being a slug when I'm being lazy (meaning I'm not writing in my blog) and I was certainly very lazy with my blog this past week therefore I was a "blug". I wonder if I should copyright that word? &lt;img src="http://www.clicksmilies.com/s0105/lachen/laughing-smiley-006.gif" /&gt; So instead I'll sum up the week in one entry today. I decided after that depressing entry I just added I needed to add something to cheer myself up. Let's see what happened this week. Work..hmm nothing new to say about it...my life observations...oh yes grocery shopping...is it a marketing scheme to get customers into that store by offering a really good sale and when you get to the store they are out of all the sale items? Hmm I think I see an investigative piece by Dateline in the works here. &lt;img src="http://www.clicksmilies.com/s0105/sprachlos/speechless-smiley-021.gif" /&gt; I wouldnt think anything of it except it's not the first time it's happened. Yes sure I know they offer rainchecks or I could go back to the store another day but then I need to make another trip to the store when I wanted to just do my shopping and be done with it! I do enjoy people watching at the grocery store though. It's interesting to see what people are buying and the quantity. Like last week the store had barbeque sauce on sale 2 bottles for 1 dollar. Yes thats a very good deal but how many bottles does one need I wonder? As I watched this man in front of me with well over 20 bottles. He must plan on some heavy duty power grilling in the weeks to come. I also do enjoy watching the differences in the men versus women shopping. Women tend to inspect the produce carefully and select the best fruit and weigh it versus the men who reach in grab a handful toss it in the bag and then put it in the bottom of the cart. It's really an interesting trip , going to the grocery store. You truly see some very colorful and interesting characters. Now of course everyone will be suspiscious and watching to see who's watching them shop from now on at the store. And my favorite is the men that really don't want to be there and you can tell by the expression on thier faces. Also by the way they push the cart like they are lugging a 500 pound boulder . Oh and I also wanted to thank the person that left the comment in my Lazy Sunday entry. I enjoy reading comments and anyone can feel free to leave a comment. You don't have to be registered or have a blogger account. I look forward to seeing more comments left from visitors. Let's see what else happened this week to comment on..oh yes American Idol! How could I forget my Idol? Scott was finally sent packing! &lt;img src="http://www.clicksmilies.com/s0105/party/party-smiley-018.gif" /&gt; Its now down to Anthony, Vonzell, Bo, and Carrie. I am predicting that the final two will be Carrie and Bo. Now let's see if I'm right. The Apprentice was down to the final 3 with one person being fired in the first half hour and it was Craig. I was worried Tana who is my favorite would be fired during the interview phase but she actually did better than it looked on the little clips that were shown. This will be the first female apprentice for the show since the others were all men. Desperate Housewives is on tv tonight so I'll have my popcorn and soda close by later. Speaking of soda...I always drink Pepsi but we got Coke with Lime to try the other day and I did not like it at all! &lt;img src="http://www.clicksmilies.com/s0105/ernaehrung/food-smiley-023.gif" /&gt; It was wayyyyyyyyyy to limey for my taste. I don't like tasting just lime in my drink unless it's a margarita or a limeade drink. I need a little cola with my cola. So in other words Coke won't be asking me to do any product endorsements anytime soon. But then again if you got the cool Pepsi truck with P-Diddy why wouldnt you want to drink Pepsi right? &lt;img src="http://www.clicksmilies.com/s0105/ernaehrung/food-smiley-008.gif"&gt;&lt;/img&gt; And now my observation session has ended folks. I'm out! &lt;img src="http://www.clicksmilies.com/s0105/lachen/laughing-smiley-004.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img src= "http://www.top-blogs.com/cgi-bin/rankem.cgi?id=swtl"/&gt;&lt;/img&gt;
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&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11810878-111558695312711816?l=asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/111558695312711816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11810878&amp;postID=111558695312711816' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/111558695312711816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/111558695312711816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-weekly-review.html' title='My Weekly Review'/><author><name>A Single Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07352041262203132099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/ASingleWoman/singlewoman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11810878.post-111499660584573156</id><published>2005-05-01T21:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T21:16:45.846-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I felt like being very unproductive today and I'm proud of myself for accomplishing that goal. &lt;img src="http://users.pandora.be/eforum/emoticons4u/happy/058.gif" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt; Interesting reading in the news. The blogs are all abuzz with the notion that the current pope is the next to last and he will only be around for a few more years. If someone just wants to let me know when I should start buying cases of duct tape and cover my house in plastic and I'll be all set. Although I just read North Korea has been testing missles again. I think we need a stronger foreign policy on dealing with this country. On the lighter side tonights Animation Domination night on Fox. Now Fox is really being cruel to me. They are running Family Guy at 9pm when they know I watch Desperate Housewives. Well at least I got my Simpsons fix. I was so happy to hear that Desperate Housewives was renewed for another season. I usually start watching a show and really like it and then its in danger of being cancelled. I really need a lucky charm I've decided. Although my friend Sandy was telling me that the reason we aren't rich yet is because we are leaving the toilet bowl seat up. According to a feng shui book she was reading it said that if you leave the toilet bowl lid up all your prosperity and chance for riches basically goes down the drain. So I've been busy making sure I put the lid down all the time now on the toilets. Only one problem remembering when its 3am and Im stumbling to the bathroom half asleep that I need to put the lid up. &lt;img src="http://users.pandora.be/eforum/emoticons4u/crazy/1271.gif" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img src= "http://www.top-blogs.com/cgi-bin/rankem.cgi?id=swtl"/&gt;&lt;/img&gt;
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&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11810878-111499660584573156?l=asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/111499660584573156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11810878&amp;postID=111499660584573156' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/111499660584573156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/111499660584573156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/2005/05/lazy-sunday.html' title='Lazy Sunday'/><author><name>A Single Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07352041262203132099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/ASingleWoman/singlewoman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11810878.post-111492895497950617</id><published>2005-04-30T23:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T04:48:31.726-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Deja vu</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Heres the scene last month in the grocery store I'm looking at the meat and the chickens on sale so I say to my daughter oh look chickens on sale should I get some? To which she makes a face like I just asked her to eat a bucket of nails and she puts one hand on her hip and rolls her eyes before saying loudly to me "Mother I do not eat chicken you know that!" (ah no I don't know that since you ate it 3 days ago) She continues on and I'm waiting for the academy award judges to come out of the chip aisle and give her the award for best actress in a dramatic scene. She is complaining that I never listen to her and that how could I not know what she likes and doesnt like and goes stomping off towards frozen foods. I caution her not to go on that aisle as she might melt the frozen foods with her attitude. She tells me I'm impossible and then ignores me the rest of the trip. I'm given the silent treatment in the car although Im not going to tell her the silent treatment is fine by me. Well now fast forward to today when I went grocery shopping for the week. Im looking at the hamburger when she tells me look Mom chickens on sale can we get some? After the stockboy applies frozen peas to my head to wake me from my fainting spell I calmly say are you sure you want chicken I thought you didnt like chicken? To which I get an eye roll and something muttered under her breath as she heads off to another aisle. Okay note to self chickens back on the "like" list. I then remind myself that its not her fault that she can't control her hormones and then cross another day of my "hormone hostage" calendar I created. I've been told by friends that have older daughters that by senior year of high school she should be less emotional. Well what a milestone to look forward to.  Now's the best part about grocery shopping ..coming home and putting it all away to hear 10 minutes after I've put it all away.."Mom there is nothing to eat" ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img src= "http://www.top-blogs.com/cgi-bin/rankem.cgi?id=swtl"/&gt;&lt;/img&gt;
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&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11810878-111492895497950617?l=asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/111492895497950617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11810878&amp;postID=111492895497950617' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/111492895497950617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/111492895497950617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/2005/04/deja-vu.html' title='Deja vu'/><author><name>A Single Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07352041262203132099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/ASingleWoman/singlewoman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11810878.post-111492785578758015</id><published>2005-04-29T23:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T02:10:55.786-04:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIF and its not the restaurant!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;Friday..what a beautiful word...along with Saturday and Sunday and summer vacation. &lt;img src="http://www.websmileys.com/sm/happy/058.gif" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt; Stopped at the store to get milk. I felt like I was having a decent hair day which I havent had in awhile. Although I do need to have my hair colored again. The previous coloring is fading and I don't like the look of it. I've been scouting magazines for hairstyles I like. I want to get my haircut but am going back and forth on what exactly I want done to it. Thats the difference between Men and Women. Men cut thier hair and move on. Were we women obsess over what we want done to it and go looking for the perfect stylist. The stylist must give 4 references and have photos of previous work and then we might consider them. Men go into any salon even ones that have a name like the $1.29 haircut place and they will get a haircut. Kinda funny when you think about the differences in the sexes. Grocery shopping is another. If you've never watched a guy shop try it sometime. I am shopping and I notice the men shopping and it makes me laugh in the difference between men and women. It takes me 20 minutes to find some apples and the guy next to me just grabs and goes. Me I examine each one for imperfections while the guys happy with getting in and getting what he needs and then getting out of the store. He's not staying any longer than he has to. My favorite are the guys that are married. They are on the cell phone for every item on that list calling home...honey which one was it the blue box or the green box or the yellow box? &lt;img src="http://www.websmileys.com/sm/happy/445.gif" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt; Now if only I could find a shampoo I was happy with it wouldnt take me an hour in the shampoo aisle. Now it's Friday night which means I get to stay up late and catch up on some movies I havent had a chance to watch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img src= "http://www.top-blogs.com/cgi-bin/rankem.cgi?id=swtl"/&gt;&lt;/img&gt;
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&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11810878-111492785578758015?l=asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/111492785578758015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11810878&amp;postID=111492785578758015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/111492785578758015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/111492785578758015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/2005/04/tgif-and-its-not-restaurant.html' title='TGIF and its not the restaurant!'/><author><name>A Single Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07352041262203132099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/ASingleWoman/singlewoman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11810878.post-111474710760621696</id><published>2005-04-28T23:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T00:16:21.183-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss Moodiness Strikes Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Well my pre-teen went through a range of emotions faster than 0 to 60 earlier this eveing. I am actually waiting for her head to start spinning and green stuff to come out of her mouth. Oh how I remember going through this stage myself as a girl. I felt so bad about it I apologized profusely to my mother once I was in my 20's. But while this was all going down I hit onto another million dollar invention! A patch for pre-teen/teens that would control the hormones so they arent as emotional. Then I was all set to pop some popcorn and cuddle up on the couch to catch my NBC Thursday night line up. I was in need of a good laugh. Well instead I turn on the tv to find our president rambling on and on. Well I watched it because I did need a good laugh. In case you arent sensing it I did not vote for him. I'm in the middle of a marathon cooking session for work. We are having a birthday luncheon for 2 co-workers and I forgot to get a cake so I made a homemade one and I made pasta for the luncheon. My timers dinging so I must run for now. Tomorrows Friday and Im sure that puts a smile on many faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img src= "http://www.top-blogs.com/cgi-bin/rankem.cgi?id=swtl"/&gt;&lt;/img&gt;
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&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11810878-111474710760621696?l=asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/111474710760621696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11810878&amp;postID=111474710760621696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/111474710760621696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/111474710760621696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/2005/04/miss-moodiness-strikes-again.html' title='Miss Moodiness Strikes Again'/><author><name>A Single Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07352041262203132099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/ASingleWoman/singlewoman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11810878.post-111465295597756144</id><published>2005-04-27T21:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T21:57:52.976-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Constantine was robbed!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Arghhhhhhh!!!!!&lt;img src="http://www.websmileys.com/sm/mad/1106.gif" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt; I am so bummed!!! American Idol reults show was on tonight and the bottom 3 were Vonzell, Anthony, and Constantine. Well Ryan Seacrest first tortured us by putting the idols into groups but by not telling them or the audience which group was which. He then has two idols left sitting on the couch and they are Constantine and Scott. Ryan says okay I want you two to go and stand in the groups you think you are in. The group on the left was Anthony, and Vonzell and the group on the right was Carrie and Bo. Scott and Constantine both went and stood with the group with Carrie and Bo. Well Ryan announces that one of them had made a mistake and needs to join the bottom three group which is the group of Vonzell and Anthony. And Ryan announces Constantine go join the bottom three. Well then Ryan says he's sending one person back and he sends back Vonzell. He then says Constantine you are going home tonight you had the lowest amount of votes. Well the crowd starts booing and yelling and Paula Abdul was in shock. Ryan asked her what she thought and she was actually crying and said she could not believe this that she really didnt expect him to be going home tonight. Well Paula neither did I! I was shocked and annoyed myself. I cannot believe that people are keeping Scott who can't sing his way out of a paper bag in this competition!! I cannot believe that Constantine is gone! Hopefully he will still continue singing as I enjoyed his voice and performances so much and look forward to seeing him on television again. I am done steaming for now but thats not to say I wont be annoyed next week when I see Constantine missing from the show! Luckily I ran out of things to throw at the tv and now am pounding away at the keyboard as I type this entry. This reminds me of last year when Reuben won the Idol title instead of Clay. Is this Idol thing rigged I wonder ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img src= "http://www.top-blogs.com/cgi-bin/rankem.cgi?id=swtl"/&gt;&lt;/img&gt;
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&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11810878-111465295597756144?l=asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/111465295597756144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11810878&amp;postID=111465295597756144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/111465295597756144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/111465295597756144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/2005/04/constantine-was-robbed.html' title='Constantine was robbed!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>A Single Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07352041262203132099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/ASingleWoman/singlewoman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11810878.post-111456439537793691</id><published>2005-04-26T21:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T21:13:15.380-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesdays not even close to Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;I can't believe it's only Tuesday I said today. It really feels like it should be Friday. But it is American Idol night which means one thing..someones going to go tomorrow night.......&lt;img src=" http://www.clicksmilies.com/s0105/party/party-smiley-036.gif" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt; Tonights also the season finale of another good show NBC's The Office. Although I have a sinking feeling that the network won't be bringing the show back. It's funny but you have to get the humor.  Well the Idol judges were rather harsh on the contestants tonight. It seems that they werent happy with many of the performances and song choices. And especially to my Constantine they were not as complimentary as usual. I  love Constantine he's such a cutie! I hopefully can get through to vote tonight. Last week it wasn't until the last 10 minutes I was finally able to get in.  Anything interesting in the news oh yes the "Chili Woman" . &lt;/span&gt;Anna Ayala from Las vegas Nevada claimed she found a finger in her Wendys chili and was going to sue Wendys.  Turns out  the claim was found to be false and she was arrested for it. And this wasnt the first time this woman has tried to sue. She has been involved in over 12 legal battles including another fast food restaurant for food poisoning , a case against a former employer for sexual harrassment, and a car dealership lawsuit.  Hmm seems to me the womans a teensy bit sue happy. She seems to take advantage of  the legal system and hopefully soon a judge or jury will see this and put an end to it. People like this are the reason why I have to have a warning on my plastic bags, like I didnt know I could suffocate if I put something over my head?? Or a warning on my hairdryer... do not use while in the bathtub or shower. Hmm really..well theres a new one on me you mean water and electricity really don't mix???&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;img src="http://www.clicksmilies.com/s0105/lachen/laughing-smiley-007.gif" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img src= "http://www.top-blogs.com/cgi-bin/rankem.cgi?id=swtl"/&gt;&lt;/img&gt;
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&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11810878-111456439537793691?l=asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/111456439537793691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11810878&amp;postID=111456439537793691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/111456439537793691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/111456439537793691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/2005/04/tuesdays-not-even-close-to-friday.html' title='Tuesdays not even close to Friday'/><author><name>A Single Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07352041262203132099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/ASingleWoman/singlewoman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11810878.post-111447758073912066</id><published>2005-04-25T22:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T22:53:43.800-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Im running away from my pre-teen</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh who the heck am I kidding she'd find me like a bloodhound on a criminal! &lt;img src="http://www.websmileys.com/sm/evil/1370.gif" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt; Although I keep begging the Calgon gods to take me away it has yet to happen. &lt;img src="http://www.websmileys.com/sm/crazy/086.gif" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt; Now I see why Calgon stopped running that commercial..they must have had many pending lawsuits from other stressed out moms of pre-teen/teens begging for Calgon to take them away and found that it didnt happen. Kinda like the Clairol commercial for the herbal essences shampoo. I don't know about the other women out there but if thats whats happening when you use the shampoo then I will by all means take a tractor trailor full. &lt;img src="http://www.websmileys.com/sm/happy/028.gif" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt; Just finished cleaning up from dinner and still have yet to figure out how I used so many pans for one meal. With the dishes I did you would think I was cooking for a state dinner at the White House. And I had all the laundry done everything washed, folded and put away..so explain to me this.. how could the basket possibly be full again from my pre-teen? Is she secretly running a dry cleaning business on the side and making money with it? &lt;img src="http://www.websmileys.com/sm/happy/028.gif" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt; Lets see anything interesting in the news today? Well it's the 15th birthday of the Hubble space telescope. It's been up in space since April 25, 1990. Oh yes and my Yankees finally managed to climb out of the funk they were in!! They won against the Rangers yesterday! The score was 11 to 1.  So all is right in my world..or at least for the next few minutes because it's always subject to change I'm finding and  change rather quickly and without much warning!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img src= "http://www.top-blogs.com/cgi-bin/rankem.cgi?id=swtl"/&gt;&lt;/img&gt;
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&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11810878-111447758073912066?l=asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/111447758073912066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11810878&amp;postID=111447758073912066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/111447758073912066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/111447758073912066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/2005/04/im-running-away-from-my-pre-teen.html' title='Im running away from my pre-teen'/><author><name>A Single Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07352041262203132099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/ASingleWoman/singlewoman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11810878.post-111440338309640257</id><published>2005-04-24T23:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T00:29:43.100-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Desperate Housewives Withdrawal</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Tonight was Desperate Housewives night. Well it was a re-hash of the show actually. This being the reason for my withdrawals. I was looking forward to a new episode and instead it was a clip show. Doesnt ABC realize I need my Wisteria Lane fix? &lt;img src="http://www.clicksmilies.com/s0105/sprachlos/speechless-smiley-024.gif" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt; I've noticed some really good commercials though lately. Especially the volkswagon one with the couple dancing to the loud music and the neighbor below them is annoyed so they buy a house so they can listen to the music loud. Its a catchy tune in that commercial. Finally managed to get my table cleaned off today. I knew I had a table under that mountain of junk mail! It's funny how thats where everything gets placed. Well the weekends now almost officially over which means that it's back to work tomorrow. The month has flown by I can't believe it's almost May. I guess time really does fly when your having fun. &lt;img src="http://www.clicksmilies.com/s0105/lachen/laughing-smiley-016.gif" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img src= "http://www.top-blogs.com/cgi-bin/rankem.cgi?id=swtl"/&gt;&lt;/img&gt;
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&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11810878-111440338309640257?l=asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/111440338309640257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11810878&amp;postID=111440338309640257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/111440338309640257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/111440338309640257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/2005/04/desperate-housewives-withdrawal.html' title='Desperate Housewives Withdrawal'/><author><name>A Single Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07352041262203132099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/ASingleWoman/singlewoman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11810878.post-111436559483074829</id><published>2005-04-23T10:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T16:00:04.070-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a rainy day and thiers no money in the rainy day fund</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's actually pouring...and who came up with that saying saving for a rainy day? What exactly would one do with this rainy day savings? I would like to go to the amusement park but then again it's raining..or play miniature golf..now theres a sport that needs a pro circuit. I can hear the announcers now..well Joe shes going to try to shoot the ball into the clowns mouth but she has to get it under the windmill to reach par...although I could be the next Tiger Woods of mini-golf. Hmm I wonder if Nike would design a sneaker after me? Anything worth talking about in the news? Let's see...We have the NFL draft. I'm not really a big football fan so I'm not really following the story. My New York Yankees are another story. I am getting my crying towel out to watch the game. Boy are they in a funk! I'm sure Steinbrenner has been screaming at them over the way they have been playing. But I have faith in my team that they will climb out of this slump and get back on track soon. If not I have a very big crying towel to use. Time to get back to spring cleaning...might as well since I can't go outside and work on the gardens. &lt;img src="http://www.clicksmilies.com/s0105/traurig/sad-smiley-028.gif"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;                                                   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img src= "http://www.top-blogs.com/cgi-bin/rankem.cgi?id=swtl"/&gt;&lt;/img&gt;
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&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11810878-111436559483074829?l=asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/111436559483074829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11810878&amp;postID=111436559483074829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/111436559483074829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/111436559483074829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/2005/04/its-rainy-day-and-thiers-no-money-in.html' title='It&apos;s a rainy day and thiers no money in the rainy day fund'/><author><name>A Single Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07352041262203132099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/ASingleWoman/singlewoman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11810878.post-111436413961405015</id><published>2005-04-22T21:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T16:30:55.730-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Housework is a dirty word</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Housework is an evil thing! I spent several hours this afternoon doing some Spring cleaning only to realize I had so much more to go! In my cleaning as I mumbled to myself I realized I might just have hit on an invention so huge it would be a top seller! Imagine a self cleaning house.. you could type in a code for the room you wanted cleaned and the house would clean that room for you. Of course the kinks would need to be worked out so that the house didnt do something like clean the dog, cat or kids but once it was free of all the programming bugs it would be something I think everyone in todays busy world could definitely use. Imagine how much less stressed you would be if you got that dreaded phone call that unexpected company was on the way...well simply push a few buttons and the rooms are clean. Voila! Fast and easy! I really think I could be on to something here..either that or my ideas just a fantasy that makes me smile. Sure I don't need the romance fantasies just a house cleaning fantasy..oh yes Jean Luc dust and vacuum for me...okay time to snap back into reality! Mountains of laundry await me...someone has to start a new trend for teens that they don't need to wear every outfit that they own in one week! Then I would have a lot less laundry to do if I wasnt washing 25 pairs of jeans a week! Leaves mumbling to herself.... &lt;img src="http://www.websmileys.com/sm/cool/653.gif"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img src= "http://www.top-blogs.com/cgi-bin/rankem.cgi?id=swtl"/&gt;&lt;/img&gt;
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&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11810878-111436413961405015?l=asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/111436413961405015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11810878&amp;postID=111436413961405015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/111436413961405015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/111436413961405015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/2005/04/housework-is-dirty-word.html' title='Housework is a dirty word'/><author><name>A Single Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07352041262203132099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/ASingleWoman/singlewoman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11810878.post-111405353863514794</id><published>2005-04-20T22:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T23:18:58.636-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I need to win the lottery</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Life just loves to throw a monkey wrench into my plans when I least expect it. Funny how that happens isn't it? I had errands to run and needed to run to the grocery store to get dog food and bread since it's not until we are out of something for a week that I find out that I then need to make another trip to the grocery store for that item we now need for dinner or school lunch even though I went to the grocery store the day before. Well anyways Im heading to the store and I get off the highway exit and my car decides to stall at the now red light at the intersection. To which I was amazed that the others behind me are not to patient with me and are very annoyed and trying to fly around me. I put my flashers on to signal I have a problem and wait with the car running for a few minutes till the light turns green..I try to go and as soon as I put it in gear and take my foot of the gas it stalls. So I try again waiting for the next green light after 3 light changes I was finally able to get it to stay running and went through the now green light. I made it to the grocery store and thought things can only get better right? Well sorry Sammy but not in my world it seems. I get my few things nad get into line and put the things onto the register belt to have the cashier tell me oh sorry Im closing...okay I say not a problem and I grab my things and move to another register..I pay and Im out the door and headed for my car...I open the back door and the cart rolls away towards a nice shiny blue car next to me..I leap after it like Superwoman and grab it before it smashes into the car next to me. I go to put the 20lb bag of dog food into the car and not noticing it must have had a rip in the bag as I feel something on my feet and see dog food all over the floor...I said what the???? and I look and theres a rip in the bag. I carefully put it into the car and debate on how to fix it. I happen to have heavy duty tape in my car repairs kit in the trunk but I realize I have nothing to open the package of tape with and cut the tape. Now do I go back into the store and buy a pair of scissors? Nah I decide to take my chances and hope that I still have at least half a bag of dog food left by the time I arrive home. I head home and the cars acting up again. I barely make it home and now realize I have to google the problem and see if I can figure out what the problem is. I can't really afford to have anything major done to it and it's rather frustrating. I need to meet Oprah and have her friends at the car company send me a nice reliable car. It would be nice to not have to kiss the ground when you make it home safely each time. Tonight was American Idol results night and I called the bottom 3 right..now if only I could call the lottery numbers life would be good. Anwar was sent home and that was really a surprise. I thought Scott would be the one to go. Now tomorrow night it's The Donald with The Apprentice. Hmm wonder who will be "fired".  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img src= "http://www.top-blogs.com/cgi-bin/rankem.cgi?id=swtl"/&gt;&lt;/img&gt;
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&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11810878-111405353863514794?l=asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/111405353863514794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11810878&amp;postID=111405353863514794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/111405353863514794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/111405353863514794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-need-to-win-lottery.html' title='I need to win the lottery'/><author><name>A Single Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07352041262203132099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/ASingleWoman/singlewoman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11810878.post-111398134430153917</id><published>2005-04-19T23:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T03:15:44.303-04:00</updated><title type='text'>American Idol Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;Well well well  it's Tuesday and you know what that means! Well unless of course you've been living in a cave somewhere and don't know about Tuesdays. Tuesdays are American Idol night followed by the Wednesday night results show when one of the Idols is sent home. Tonight was a good show and the song genre was songs from the 70's. Although Anwar was a little bit pitchy in the beginning of his song he has a big following so he could be safe this week. I will go out on a limb and say that the bottom 3 are Scott, Anthony and possibly Anwar although it will probably be Vondell. But then again I could be wrong because last weeks announcement that Bo was in the bottom 3 really surprised me. Today was such a warm sunny day I went out and worked in my gardens. I planted some marigolds and petunias and some gladioulus bulbs and I also need to start some seeds I have. Right now it's a lot of cleaning leaves out of the gardens and weeding them before I can plant anything. And it was announced today that we have a new Pope. Cardinal Ratzinger from Germany was the choice. He is said to be conservative so we will have to see what direction  he takes the Catholic church.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img src= "http://www.top-blogs.com/cgi-bin/rankem.cgi?id=swtl"/&gt;&lt;/img&gt;
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&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11810878-111398134430153917?l=asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/111398134430153917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11810878&amp;postID=111398134430153917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/111398134430153917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/111398134430153917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/2005/04/american-idol-night.html' title='American Idol Night'/><author><name>A Single Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07352041262203132099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/ASingleWoman/singlewoman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11810878.post-111389251631117918</id><published>2005-04-18T23:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T02:35:16.313-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes people just amaze me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;"&gt;First day of vacation and the day went well until I had to leave the house. Why do I feel like I have a magnet on me that attracts the people that are the most non courteous around? Things were going well I went and picked out new curtains for my living room. They are a nice light blue and a cover for my black futon that my dog is shedding all over daily. I figured this way I could pull off the cover and wash it a lot easier than the way I have been doing it. I've been using my one sweep brush/broom/mop/squeegee invention as advertised on tv...( although shhh don't tell but I bought it at CVS....) everytime I add an entry I think to myself I really need some emoticons in here...well anyways the one sweep works really well in removing the hair that the vacuum misses. I really need to have Trading Spaces do an episode in my living room..it's calling out rather loudly for help..so after getting those couple of things I needed I headed for the gas station. Yes I needed to have my blood pressure rise so I decided to get gas since I was almost on that magic "E". I've learned that the little red "E" doesnt mean anything but bad news and high blood pressure and an empty wallet once it appears. I think I'm going to start a support group for gas consumers until the price goes down some. And then of course I have to pull out my list of acceptable gas stations to go to. I don't want to go to the ones that support Saudi America and instead go to the ones that use oil from the US suppliers. Well as I get in to the pumps this guy sees me pulling in and pulls in the middle of both pumps so theres no way I can pull up and get my gas until he's done. Luckily for him I was in a good mood after finding the curtains and futon cover and both were on sale so I went in and got a Pepsi to drink while I waited rather than putting his gas cap in a funny place. Unfortunately my luck ended then as I didnt win a free I-tunes song but then again I have already won 6 of them so far so that's pretty good. I'm looking at I-tunes right now deciding on what I want to download with my free songs. Decisions..decisions...decisions........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img src= "http://www.top-blogs.com/cgi-bin/rankem.cgi?id=swtl"/&gt;&lt;/img&gt;
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&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11810878-111389251631117918?l=asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/feeds/111389251631117918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11810878&amp;postID=111389251631117918' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/111389251631117918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11810878/posts/default/111389251631117918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asinglewomanstakeonlife.blogspot.com/2005/04/sometimes-people-just-amaze-me.html' title='Sometimes people just amaze me!'/><author><name>A Single Woman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07352041262203132099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b351/ASingleWoman/singlewoman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11810878.post-111336190335022083</id><published>2005-04-12T23:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T23:11:43.350-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Love that American Idol!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Tuesdays are American Idol night. Who will be the one voted off Idol island tomorrow? How did I ever get addicted to this yet again? I promised myself that I would not become addicted to this one after becoming glued to the tv for the previous Idol competitions. Well it happened again I find myself making sure I do not miss Idol. My favorite this time around is Constantine. My picks for tomorrow are Scott, Anthony and Nadia in the bottom 3. Now if I am right I need to start picking lottery numbers for a new profession. Ha ha ha!! Found another show I also like NBC's The Office. The countdown to spring break is on. I'm happily "x-ing" off the days on the calendar. I don't know why though since I will have even more work to do once its vacation time.  I really need to clean off my kitchen table so I can find it again. I know I have a table somewhere under all that mail!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img src= "http://www.top-blogs.com/cgi-bin/rankem.cgi?id=swtl"/&gt;&lt;/img&gt;
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