<?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-10147821</id><updated>2012-02-12T16:31:02.101-05:00</updated><category term='tacky pickup lines'/><title type='text'>thoughts...usually with attitude</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>810</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-7787691212020938188</id><published>2011-11-12T21:57:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T01:01:00.490-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday night........</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s320x320/314694_100380846738746_100152733428224_1747_260973577_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s320x320/303942_260948160624863_244753448911001_762184_2064934737_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;I totally LOVE that cat...&amp;amp; yes, that is exactly how they think!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s320x320/297060_231951836867692_184164801646396_649502_801209133_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; My rn called tonight to check on me, how neat is that? She'd been told by my other nurse that I was totally depressed, etc...my mom's birthday is tomorrow, &amp;amp; I miss her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KCGvEUetkog/Tr9YzAs4FeI/AAAAAAAACxo/OcATd66cucM/s1600/swallowing+gum....jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KCGvEUetkog/Tr9YzAs4FeI/AAAAAAAACxo/OcATd66cucM/s1600/swallowing+gum....jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Now that picture is just funny as hell!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;So, my neighbor brought me another thing of homemade veg soup tonight...MMMMM!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;My grandson (who isn't even 2 yet) called me from Chief's cell tonight...........I have no idea how, he must have hit the redial or something. but we had a 5 minute conversation...After he hung up I called her back...That was hilarious! She had no idea he called anyone!! I said he'll probly call China or something next! Watch your bill!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;All right, I better go to bed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;BoUnCeS!! &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; LibbY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-7787691212020938188?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/7787691212020938188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=7787691212020938188' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/7787691212020938188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/7787691212020938188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2011/11/saturday-night.html' title='Saturday night........'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KCGvEUetkog/Tr9YzAs4FeI/AAAAAAAACxo/OcATd66cucM/s72-c/swallowing+gum....jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-2158053974483235000</id><published>2011-11-08T23:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T23:01:58.410-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday nite already??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VUVefsSYv80/TrnWkfXetRI/AAAAAAAACxI/oEpuV9xHQbk/s1600/spectacles...testicles.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VUVefsSYv80/TrnWkfXetRI/AAAAAAAACxI/oEpuV9xHQbk/s1600/spectacles...testicles.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pSlYdbng1gg/TrnXLDXUtrI/AAAAAAAACxQ/kqsAf0c2w0w/s1600/spot.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="243" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pSlYdbng1gg/TrnXLDXUtrI/AAAAAAAACxQ/kqsAf0c2w0w/s320/spot.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZUpEk1Zo5ZU/TrnX7GcIAyI/AAAAAAAACxY/rlA0fTW63j4/s1600/unattended+children....jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZUpEk1Zo5ZU/TrnX7GcIAyI/AAAAAAAACxY/rlA0fTW63j4/s1600/unattended+children....jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/s320x320/166961_10150344969861997_275733681996_8564860_455222051_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;...this is how cats see themselves...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;I'm still eating all the time...even when I'm not hungry, for heaven's sake! Cuz, well, can I say it once more (loudly!)...I'm NOT getting a feeding tube, dammit~!! All of my home health care nurses tell me that that is my decision to make, &amp;amp; they're behind me 100%! My neighbor is always bringing me homemade soup &amp;amp; all that...&amp;amp; woohoo!!! She's already starting her holiday gift baking! She brought me some kind of crunchy coconut things tonight...that was two thumbs up!! But I also told her how I'm a no-bake cookie girl, bigtime!!...(wink, wink...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;I upgraded my dishtv &amp;amp; got investigation discovery, biography channel, science channel, trutv, own, etc...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;My girl, Chief is not having fun with morning sickness...She describes herself as being on the 'verge of vomit', and sasys "Come on 2nd trimester!"...She got zofran today, &amp;amp; says it's a miracle! WHEE, a two-time granny!! Talan will make a great big brother!! Chief's already the best mom I could ever imagine...&amp;amp; Mr Chief is a great dad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Ci6e8yJnE4/Trn5-yUMSDI/AAAAAAAACxg/YF1C8eVSFCI/s1600/fish+eating+cat.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="279" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Ci6e8yJnE4/Trn5-yUMSDI/AAAAAAAACxg/YF1C8eVSFCI/s320/fish+eating+cat.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;...devolution...it's on the way...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;BoUnCeS!! &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;LibbY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-2158053974483235000?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/2158053974483235000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=2158053974483235000' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/2158053974483235000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/2158053974483235000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2011/11/tuesday-nite-already.html' title='Tuesday nite already??'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VUVefsSYv80/TrnWkfXetRI/AAAAAAAACxI/oEpuV9xHQbk/s72-c/spectacles...testicles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-8066714361715703029</id><published>2011-11-06T01:56:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T01:56:21.893-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/388210_2502597214935_1553100069_32609039_268381344_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Saturday already?? Wow...I'm eating all day now...&amp;amp; yes, I'm being careful...I can actually feel myself being heavier (ok, maybe I'm only 90 lbs, but, I'm working at it, as hard as other people try to lose...don't judge... :-/)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; My aide made me 2 grilled cheese sandwiches for breakfast...ok, well, it was lunchtime...then my neighbor brought me a big bowl of goulash (hahaha...ghoul-ash...as in halloween...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Speaking of halloween...I was SO disappointed! I only got like 10 or 15 kids here!! And here I had all this really funny candy &amp;amp; toys! I was chasing the kids down in my w/c..."Wait, take more!! And don't forget your coffin full of bones!!" But I called a pastor the next day &amp;amp; had him come out &amp;amp; pick up the rest of it, &amp;amp; donate it to Turning Point (battered women's &amp;amp; kids shelter). Who needs stupid Halloween candy more than those kids?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V3M8wIJ0co4/TrYumDcnmpI/AAAAAAAACw4/I38dJtm_Mt0/s1600/booger....jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V3M8wIJ0co4/TrYumDcnmpI/AAAAAAAACw4/I38dJtm_Mt0/s1600/booger....jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YS_3cfvMk_o/TrYu0uc7mUI/AAAAAAAACxA/HWzPxp2T1ps/s1600/a+rock.%252C...jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YS_3cfvMk_o/TrYu0uc7mUI/AAAAAAAACxA/HWzPxp2T1ps/s1600/a+rock.%252C...jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Okay, I'm outta here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;BoUnCeS!! &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; LibbY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-8066714361715703029?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/8066714361715703029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=8066714361715703029' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/8066714361715703029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/8066714361715703029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2011/11/saturday.html' title='Saturday...'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V3M8wIJ0co4/TrYumDcnmpI/AAAAAAAACw4/I38dJtm_Mt0/s72-c/booger....jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-6112414953691655610</id><published>2011-11-03T03:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T03:37:24.954-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Laughing is mandatory</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Joey Sink-Oiler" src="http://profile.ak.fbcdn.net/hprofile-ak-snc4/369741_100000606822235_35604287_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s320x320/305138_229109983820297_146189222112374_646388_840714025_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s320x320/313455_203221296413379_191295170939325_522132_2107911667_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s320x320/390798_264233460289452_236124369767028_819264_648278848_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s320x320/392465_2101314139335_1439907149_31745504_452669531_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Yes, I totally admit it, I'm a freak for cats, okay??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;I watched my normal Monday night shows last night...I'm pretty much a creature of habit, now that I'm OLD~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s320x320/316498_558786341279_74800405_31575848_9622526_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; I'm starting to realize how exactly much I'm really part of Marion, Ohio lately...my oldest brother designed &amp;amp; named the streets in Fairpark...one of which is Libby Lane...funny story here...I told my aide that today, she lives on that street...there's another street there called Easy St...she said, 'Oh, so they're &lt;i&gt;both &lt;/i&gt;named after you, huh?' I toldja...she's either gonna keep me young, or she'll make me old...he also designed the streets on the other side of town, which are all named after European castles...Fairpark streets are mostly named after islands, like Barbados, Nassau, etc...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;And, my niece, Cara, is the guidance counselor at&amp;nbsp;http://www.facebook.com/pages/Rushmore-Academy/177983215607296, &amp;amp; she's also started her own business in town,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fF4JcCBr1is/TrI-fR4ILVI/AAAAAAAACwo/a4ka8Np0H1U/s1600/pathways.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fF4JcCBr1is/TrI-fR4ILVI/AAAAAAAACwo/a4ka8Np0H1U/s1600/pathways.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="color: #073763; display: inline; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; ...having been a guidance counselor, she &lt;i&gt;knows&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 10px;"&gt;firsthand, exactly what a PITA college apps can be!! She&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 10px;"&gt;was the guidance counselor in Upper Sandusky for a few&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 10px;"&gt;years...which, for the uninitiated among you...Upper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 10px;"&gt;Sandusky is about, ohhh, say, 75 miles SOUTH of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 10px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/253745_1809924284966_1145744911_31640939_6707553_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 10px;"&gt;Sandusky...confused yet?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 10px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Okay, I'm tired...g'nite all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-6112414953691655610?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/6112414953691655610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=6112414953691655610' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/6112414953691655610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/6112414953691655610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2011/11/laughing-is-mandatory.html' title='Laughing is mandatory'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fF4JcCBr1is/TrI-fR4ILVI/AAAAAAAACwo/a4ka8Np0H1U/s72-c/pathways.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-9058673315239793127</id><published>2011-10-31T02:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T02:44:12.018-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Oct 30</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j8JVzgHE4wY/Tq22C54p5sI/AAAAAAAACwI/5CMiN0vEUf8/s1600/judging.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j8JVzgHE4wY/Tq22C54p5sI/AAAAAAAACwI/5CMiN0vEUf8/s1600/judging.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YLQf7UimvNI/Tq22VdM2HOI/AAAAAAAACwQ/rSVjb_yiE4c/s1600/never+drinking+again.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YLQf7UimvNI/Tq22VdM2HOI/AAAAAAAACwQ/rSVjb_yiE4c/s1600/never+drinking+again.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6sTvfY-VkFU/Tq22ngtbCSI/AAAAAAAACwY/fKVKeBqayYA/s1600/stare+fear+in+the+face.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="background-color: purple; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6sTvfY-VkFU/Tq22ngtbCSI/AAAAAAAACwY/fKVKeBqayYA/s1600/stare+fear+in+the+face.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ms6GSBOgWvg/Tq23IGIyycI/AAAAAAAACwg/X4wKWioqJpA/s1600/the+pill.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ms6GSBOgWvg/Tq23IGIyycI/AAAAAAAACwg/X4wKWioqJpA/s1600/the+pill.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Nothin goin' on today...which is fine, I love lazy Sundays!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/253745_1809924284966_1145744911_31640939_6707553_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;HAHAHAHA!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Okay...I got sidetracked, by eating chicken salad sandwiches, &amp;amp; sloppy joes...all day...now I'm tired again, so...I guess I'll go to bed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;BoUnCeS!! &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; LibbY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-9058673315239793127?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/9058673315239793127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=9058673315239793127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/9058673315239793127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/9058673315239793127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2011/10/sunday-oct-30.html' title='Sunday Oct 30'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j8JVzgHE4wY/Tq22C54p5sI/AAAAAAAACwI/5CMiN0vEUf8/s72-c/judging.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-7762144024555946085</id><published>2011-10-27T02:07:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T03:59:00.409-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This is a buncha crap!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9Ibo9rattho/TqjajckiX6I/AAAAAAAACvg/UQixnL_Qzww/s1600/deadpumpkin.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9Ibo9rattho/TqjajckiX6I/AAAAAAAACvg/UQixnL_Qzww/s320/deadpumpkin.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SrcDUTFHq1s/TqjauY5FrKI/AAAAAAAACvo/9x17JTif4uI/s1600/banana....jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SrcDUTFHq1s/TqjauY5FrKI/AAAAAAAACvo/9x17JTif4uI/s1600/banana....jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B-gHiZGpClg/Tqja2JDF0hI/AAAAAAAACvw/pg92HXDZgG4/s1600/cant+go+to+hell....jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B-gHiZGpClg/Tqja2JDF0hI/AAAAAAAACvw/pg92HXDZgG4/s1600/cant+go+to+hell....jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uQ08VE0p-r8/TqjbXrgaNjI/AAAAAAAACv4/wE7BvqT9XIY/s1600/how+pumpkin+pie+is+made....jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uQ08VE0p-r8/TqjbXrgaNjI/AAAAAAAACv4/wE7BvqT9XIY/s1600/how+pumpkin+pie+is+made....jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;All right...I've just about had it! I had my barium swallow test the other day &amp;amp; my neuro got the report immediately, so her assistant called me yesterday, &amp;amp;they made a consult appt with the hot surgeon again...but, this time she wanted me to get a feeding tube, cuz I aspirated everything! I explained that I'd had sessions with a speech therapist, &amp;amp; had already been given things to do to avoid that, like looking down when I swallow, take small bites, use that stuff you get at the drugstore that thickens stuff...&lt;i&gt;I will NOT give up my cold can of Coke first thing in the morning!!&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Aw, geez! Just as all the shit in my life starts going better...I have my aide here 5 or 6 days a week, (she's almost my "comic relief"! ), I have PT 3 days a week, a nurse comes over 3 days a week to ck my vitals &amp;amp; my lungs are always clear my oxygen is always 98%, temp is always normal, bp is always 110/70...WTF else can I do??? Since I've been on prednisone for a month, I'm actually HUNGRY again, aide goes to the store for me a couple times a week, &amp;amp; gets me what ever sounds good...y'know, purple pickled eggs, chicken salad for sandwiches...etc. oh, on whole wheat bread~~! OMG...I actually &lt;i&gt;stood &lt;/i&gt;on the scale, with help with my balance, &amp;amp; since I've been on pred for a month, I've gone from 85 lbs to...88 or 90! So, I won't get a f"*ng feeding tube, no thank you! But, I will go to my hot dr's for a consult...just to look at him again, ya know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;So I sent my aide in the spare room the other day to find my leg brace...I hear "I found &amp;nbsp;you another present" &amp;nbsp;My &amp;nbsp;halloween slippers! &amp;amp; she found my pets.com puppet! Life's good...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9lPUe287gjo/TqkPEeqm15I/AAAAAAAACwA/l09cjZs0790/s1600/walk+away.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9lPUe287gjo/TqkPEeqm15I/AAAAAAAACwA/l09cjZs0790/s1600/walk+away.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; BoUnCeS!! &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;LibbY! &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-7762144024555946085?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/7762144024555946085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=7762144024555946085' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/7762144024555946085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/7762144024555946085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2011/10/this-is-buncha-crap.html' title='This is a buncha crap!'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9Ibo9rattho/TqjajckiX6I/AAAAAAAACvg/UQixnL_Qzww/s72-c/deadpumpkin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-6219377410454296228</id><published>2011-10-25T01:47:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T01:47:55.412-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oV3nOuZwiYg/TqYSJsckJHI/AAAAAAAACvY/GIjcGyl0jfU/s1600/N-3dag7fZ1z141yj.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="293" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oV3nOuZwiYg/TqYSJsckJHI/AAAAAAAACvY/GIjcGyl0jfU/s320/N-3dag7fZ1z141yj.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Heeheeheee...Christmas is comin!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Well, I guess Halloween is coming first...I just ordered my candy from&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orientaltrading.com/holidays/halloween-a1-90000+1237-5-0.fltr"&gt;http://www.orientaltrading.com/holidays/halloween-a1-90000+1237-5-0.fltr&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;I need to practice my "CACKLE, CACKLE...I'll be the apartment everyone wants to come to...I ordered "gummy ear wax", "NOSE NUGGETS GUM'...they were out of my favorite, little bags of "werewolf hair" cotton candy...BOOOOOOO!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Halloween is my favorite "holiday", I guess...always has been...I just love scary stuff! Chief liked it a lot too...but not as much as me!~ I remember going trick-or-treating with her the year it snowed on Halloween...that was fun, actually, she got a shit-ton of candy that year, because it was SNOWY....it was a Sunday night, so they had been ready for lots of people...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; BoUnCeS!! &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;LibbY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-6219377410454296228?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/6219377410454296228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=6219377410454296228' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/6219377410454296228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/6219377410454296228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2011/10/heeheeheee.html' title=''/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oV3nOuZwiYg/TqYSJsckJHI/AAAAAAAACvY/GIjcGyl0jfU/s72-c/N-3dag7fZ1z141yj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-3729263756529815673</id><published>2011-10-17T23:42:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T23:42:20.695-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kKFLl4o1JwQ/TpzNjVCOeRI/AAAAAAAACvI/b7bjDrK1THc/s1600/honk+for+gramma%2521.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="590" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kKFLl4o1JwQ/TpzNjVCOeRI/AAAAAAAACvI/b7bjDrK1THc/s640/honk+for+gramma%2521.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Honk For Grandma!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;This was on the Marion, Ohio website awhile ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's especially funny to me, because the one time when my brother &amp;amp; his family drove down to Myrtle Beach for vacation a couple years ago, there was Doug &amp;amp; wife...at that time they only had the first 3 kids...the oldest daughter &amp;amp; her brother put a sign in the window that said "HELP! We're being kidnapped!"...so...I rest my case, it's the Stevens gene....&lt;a href="http://www.stevensconstruction.net/index.php"&gt;http://www.stevensconstruction.net/index.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many spiders out here, it's unreal!! Shit! Remember last Halloween a ferret came to my door &amp;amp; scratched on it, &amp;amp; ran in here when I opened the door? The pizza guy (oddly enough, I was having pizza then too. :-/!) I just got a pizza from a different place...he brought it in, &amp;amp; talked to me &amp;amp; Truman for a few...as he was leaving, he jumped back when he opened the door to leave, stomped on "a HUGE spider~!" Yay for Aaron!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ia6wEoXL29g/Tpz1MbOD9LI/AAAAAAAACvQ/AjFVt4F8C3o/s1600/listen+ralph....jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ia6wEoXL29g/Tpz1MbOD9LI/AAAAAAAACvQ/AjFVt4F8C3o/s1600/listen+ralph....jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;BoUnCeS!! &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;LibbY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-3729263756529815673?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/3729263756529815673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=3729263756529815673' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/3729263756529815673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/3729263756529815673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2011/10/honk-for-grandma-this-was-on-marion.html' title=''/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kKFLl4o1JwQ/TpzNjVCOeRI/AAAAAAAACvI/b7bjDrK1THc/s72-c/honk+for+gramma%2521.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-3048695431902722087</id><published>2011-10-14T03:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T10:41:43.488-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CzgWFwlNANE/TpeZqU06uMI/AAAAAAAACuo/4XwhOtXf0L0/s1600/pweez%252C+pway....jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CzgWFwlNANE/TpeZqU06uMI/AAAAAAAACuo/4XwhOtXf0L0/s1600/pweez%252C+pway....jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VcAB9bqxPk0/TpeZ3LtlY8I/AAAAAAAACuw/bF1mMe3HlWk/s1600/kissed+a+dog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VcAB9bqxPk0/TpeZ3LtlY8I/AAAAAAAACuw/bF1mMe3HlWk/s1600/kissed+a+dog.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/libby.j.stevens"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/libby.j.stevens&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I feel so good&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;...well, my rn home health care nurse came in today, &amp;amp; asked me how I feel, &amp;amp; I said "if I felt any better, I'd be twins" that's exactly WHY I wanted prednisone!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;http://www.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.wimp.com%2Fcathairdryer%2F&amp;amp;h=ZAQCBXinxAQCd39OHaoXw13iDrIMgZAyhkGG636nYjCN1rw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; that link goes to one of the funniest videos I EVER saw!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jkp_5mRzmQ/TpettakbGXI/AAAAAAAACu4/kGxAx35lKtM/s1600/morning+kitty....jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3jkp_5mRzmQ/TpettakbGXI/AAAAAAAACu4/kGxAx35lKtM/s1600/morning+kitty....jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vT0Ev0Fm6Yk/Tpez9-jKDtI/AAAAAAAACvA/E62Z_FbWllo/s1600/toddlers....jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vT0Ev0Fm6Yk/Tpez9-jKDtI/AAAAAAAACvA/E62Z_FbWllo/s1600/toddlers....jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;I' m making a huge attempt at humor lately...because all I'm doing is laughing, anyway...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;My home health people are connecting me with everybody I need in my life right now...I never even knew that there are "transport services" to take me to any doctor's appointment. They come here &amp;amp; come in &amp;amp; help me get in my scooter or wheelchair, all the people I've had as drivers are very nice &amp;amp; helpful...they drive a van with a lift on it, &amp;amp; they take me to the dr's office, then they go &amp;amp; do any other running around they have, &amp;amp; I call when I'm ready to get picked up! Having a chronic illness, and having to depend on others for everything is a huge wake-up call for somebody that &lt;i&gt;never, ne-vah, &lt;/i&gt;ever wanted help from anyone! I remember some of my first words were "No! I do it MYSELF!!" ...somebody up in heaven is laughing every time you think that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I was talking to Bro last week, &amp;amp; I remembered how Mom always was encouraging me to read &amp;amp; write...I remember one of the first stories I ever wrote...it was a scary story...I was about 8, and I was writing about how to make the best "witches brew", &amp;amp; I specifically remember one line I wrote. It was in the ingredients list...some bones, not old dried-up bones, fresh, bloody ones'....gaaahhhh...can you even imagine what my Mom had to have thought?? She handled it well, though...explained how there were veins &amp;amp; arteries, and, no, your bones weren't just floating in a "bag of blood"...that right there explains a phrase that Mom used when she wrote her grandmother's book for Chief..."Tiffany, your mom always had such an indomitable spirit."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Okay, I'm tired...have a lot more funny stuff that's been happening lately, but I'll get to it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; BoUnCeS!! &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; LibbY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-3048695431902722087?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/3048695431902722087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=3048695431902722087' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/3048695431902722087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/3048695431902722087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2011/10/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CzgWFwlNANE/TpeZqU06uMI/AAAAAAAACuo/4XwhOtXf0L0/s72-c/pweez%252C+pway....jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-7565822981439544351</id><published>2011-10-10T00:45:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T00:52:25.877-04:00</updated><title type='text'>weekend's over...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nuP7ddMcm-A/TpIwQKr_ZFI/AAAAAAAACuc/aIXPoTaSbp4/s1600/he+pushed+me+down....jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nuP7ddMcm-A/TpIwQKr_ZFI/AAAAAAAACuc/aIXPoTaSbp4/s1600/he+pushed+me+down....jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QFH6gEaxG48/TpIwaxYTZ_I/AAAAAAAACug/3qMJ-tL6ILM/s1600/corn+maze+for+blondes....jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QFH6gEaxG48/TpIwaxYTZ_I/AAAAAAAACug/3qMJ-tL6ILM/s1600/corn+maze+for+blondes....jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sqMUYmv3YKY/TpIxEWNgMZI/AAAAAAAACuk/QROLFGUKyyU/s1600/i+am+who+i+am....jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sqMUYmv3YKY/TpIxEWNgMZI/AAAAAAAACuk/QROLFGUKyyU/s1600/i+am+who+i+am....jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I'm liking this new thingy for the blog...It's gonna take some getting used to, but, I'm flexible...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;My mind is all over the place lately...like it's not usually? (snark!)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Okay, one of the big things on my mind...Baby Lisa, allegedly kidnapped from her crib at home, last Monday night in Kansas City, Missouri I've watched interviews with the mom tons, over &amp;amp; over...I &lt;i&gt;really &lt;/i&gt;hope I'm wrong here...but her 'affect' is way wrong...She reminds me of Susan Smith, who strapped her 2 little boys in their car seats,&amp;amp; pushed the car into John D Long lake in South Carolina years ago. I dunno, maybe it's just me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Or, politics...My mind's definitely locked on Herman Cain...yeah, I'm on the Cain train...he's a smart &amp;amp; friendly businessman...probly the most 'personable' of all! I honestly wish that mostly the 'liberal Dems' didn't condescend to those of us that didn't go to college, ya know? Some of us were busy living our lives, &amp;amp; didn't have time to go to college endlessly. Don't hate on me cuz I'm a Fox fan, or anything. This is a big country...big enough for people who choose college as a 'career'...but also for those of us who don't choose that path...nobody's better than anybody else...we just look at things differently...if you refer to yourself as an openminded Democrat, why do you get so spastic &amp;amp; uptight if someone doesnt agree with you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;BoUnCeS!! &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;LibbY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-7565822981439544351?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/7565822981439544351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=7565822981439544351' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/7565822981439544351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/7565822981439544351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2011/10/weekends-over.html' title='weekend&apos;s over...'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nuP7ddMcm-A/TpIwQKr_ZFI/AAAAAAAACuc/aIXPoTaSbp4/s72-c/he+pushed+me+down....jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-8716680997291186736</id><published>2011-10-08T01:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T01:53:25.757-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Still here...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zsCi5u_SToI/To-lUBe73nI/AAAAAAAACuY/InqiGqHYvL0/s1600/talaN+N+corn+on+the+cob.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zsCi5u_SToI/To-lUBe73nI/AAAAAAAACuY/InqiGqHYvL0/s1600/talaN+N+corn+on+the+cob.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;All right, this is a taste of "homegrown Ohio boy", isn't he??? A friend of mine from grade school (3rd grade or so)...we lost touch when she &amp;amp; her family moved to Tucson then, but she connected with me on FB this year! That is really neat, &amp;amp; she said this pic reminds her &amp;amp; her little brother of Ohio! So much has happened lately, that shows why I could think this city is the 'center of the universe'...lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I'm still trying to get used to the medicine change...the 20 mg pred a day is still great, I'm just trying to get used to having baclofen available, I take maybe 1 around noon...&amp;amp; it just knocks me out within a couple hours! Yup...just takes fiddling with it...Sucks, but you do what you have to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Have any of you heard some of the neat commercials lately? One that caught my attention is United Health Care's ad (that right there tells you how well it works, that I even remembered WHO it was for!)...There's an older guy riding his motorcycle talking about how they cross-referenced 2 of his rx's &amp;amp; caught a bad side effect if the 2 were taken together...And I totally love the tagline..."I plan to leave this world exhausted!!" Yeah, me too...I just had no clue how little of me would be left, fighting this ms shit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Oh yeah, I forgot to tell ya about my neighbor...she's kinda like a 'mom' to me...checks to see if I'm doing ok, every so often she shows up with dinner for me, yesterday it was beef &amp;amp; noodles, with mashed potatoes &amp;amp; a little cup of fruit! Holy hell, who needs a nursing home? lol! I just have great neighbors, etc...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; I've been to the er here twice this week, believe that crap? First was last Sat.....my aide Tiffany noticed my ankle was swollen &amp;amp; bruised...she asked what happened, but, you gotta figure what's comin..."Tiffany...I live in a wheelchair...maybe I twisted it when I was jogging?" ;-/ So she called the nurse I see here a couple times a week, that nurse sd to call 911 &amp;amp; go to the er. So, I called 911, MY girl (chief.......been her nickname since she was 5! Anyway, the er was deserted...Of course OSU was playing...nobody leaves their tv THEN!! I was there 5 hours, got xrayed &amp;amp; doppleeed for blood clots...nothin!! &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; BoUnCeS!! &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;LibbY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-8716680997291186736?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/8716680997291186736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=8716680997291186736' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/8716680997291186736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/8716680997291186736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2011/10/still-here.html' title='Still here...'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zsCi5u_SToI/To-lUBe73nI/AAAAAAAACuY/InqiGqHYvL0/s72-c/talaN+N+corn+on+the+cob.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-6723268870766578681</id><published>2011-09-29T23:47:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T01:23:13.152-04:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm baaack!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;              I've been getting solu-medrol every 3 weeks for about 6 months, but it really hasnt helped me at all...I really like my neurologist, she's Ukrainian, I totally love her accent...'Leebee!'...haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;                 So, at my appointment Monday, I was so upset &amp;amp; frustrated with ms, I almost started crying (which is one of the very worst symptoms of ms!)...can I get an amen from all my 'ms buddies' out there? Dr P reminded me that it's not relapsing any more...I really love this dr, she doesn't mince words or do that fancy dance around the reality...sometimes it hurts, but, it's always better to hear the truth straight out from your doctor. Most of the time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;         So today would've been another iv day, but she's been trying for months to get me to do chemo...I've never really looked into it as an ms treatment, I'm just one of those people that freezes up at the word cuz automatically when you hear chemo, you think cancer...or is that just me? Even though I know that's not what it'd be for in my case.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;         But I pushed hard for my suggestion, &amp;amp; if I don't feel better, &lt;i&gt;then &lt;/i&gt;I'll try the chemo, and she said okay...(she's the best!). Now I get 28 mgs of prednisone a day...right now I have the rx for 30 days + 3 refills! Prednisone is one of my best friends, ya know? Not only does it make me feel a little better physically (actually, it gives me enough strength to fight off the worst of the symptoms), but, like I just told one of my home health care nurses yesterday, I'll be grinning &amp;amp; laughing nonstop while I'm on it! That's true...it's my best friend when I get one of my 'frowny moods'! Also, I went downstairs to the lab, &amp;amp; got both the blood tests I was told to get a couple months ago...&amp;amp; OMG, she took 6 tubes of blood!! Holy crap! I'm really glad I finally got it done, though...Dr A, my primary doctor, his secretary called yesterday am, &amp;amp; said that my thyroid was high, they had to change my synthroid down from 125 mcgs a day to 112...so, maybe with the combination of 28 mgs a day of prednisone + lower thyroid, maybe I'll break 85 lbs...cross your fingers??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;             BoUnCeS!!                            LibbY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;       Oh, my wittle baby girl is gonna be 28 Sunday, October 2! And she starts her new job the tenth, she got hired as a receptionist/medical assistant at the dr's that delivered her son! What's really neat about that dr is that he was a high school exchange student here when I was in 10th grade...this town can't be that bad, if he chose to come back here from India, when he could probly go just about anywhere in the world...they're gonna work with her college schedule...she's studying to be an rn, but her long-term goal is to be a midwife. Ick...that's like a garbageman's job...I wouldn't want it, but thank God &lt;i&gt;somebody &lt;/i&gt;does! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-6723268870766578681?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/6723268870766578681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=6723268870766578681' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/6723268870766578681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/6723268870766578681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2011/09/im-baaack.html' title='i&apos;m baaack!!'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-7642354629798577597</id><published>2011-08-11T14:47:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T14:55:02.800-04:00</updated><title type='text'>...and you know what else?</title><content type='html'>     &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;            ...I remember being 'relieved' that it was 'only ms'...after my mri was read...if I knew then what I know now...I'd be wishing for a fucking brain tumor...that way...either it could be operated on and removed, or I'd die. Either way...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-7642354629798577597?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/7642354629798577597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=7642354629798577597' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/7642354629798577597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/7642354629798577597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2011/08/and-you-know-what-else.html' title='...and you know what else?'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-5592681815477824610</id><published>2011-07-29T23:54:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T16:20:06.477-04:00</updated><title type='text'>dear ms...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;...or un-dear ms..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;           You've done your best to beat me down into a shadow of what I was &lt;i&gt;supposed &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;to be (in my mind, anyway!), but I thank God every day for making me be a strong woman to begin with, &amp;amp; giving me more strength with every new symptom that shows up...and that's been a whole fucking lot of symptoms over the last 17 years! Hell, I lost the physical ability to write in 1995, so it's a total blessing that computers have become something that nearly everyone has now. So, blah! Screw you! For some reason, the strongest people are the ones who are cursed/blessed with any kind of chronic disease...for the most part, the people who can still DO things seem to melt away into the background of your life, no matter how diligently they profess their undying support &amp;amp; affection. They probably still do, and that's okay, I've found a lot of friends since, and my life is still full! And, I've learned to expect that, you lose the level of respect for some, but, you learn some people you're better off losing them, instead of hanging on for too long....remember the saying "Familiarity breeds contempt" I've found it's all too true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;        Honestly, if it wasn't for me being the one with this hated disease &amp;amp; learning all the ins &amp;amp; outs of it firsthand, who knows?? I may have taken off running. As much as I'd HATE to admit it, I might've run too! See, so that's why I think the strongest people are the ones who get this disease...cuz if I wasn't this strong, I'dve offed myself a loooooonnnnnnnggggggg time ago! One definite thing you learn is &lt;i&gt;patience&lt;/i&gt;! When you learn how little you can do, on your own, and you have to do everything slowly, cuz you'll fuck up if you hurry, trust me, you'll learn patience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;        Or, when I voluntarily quit driving when I was 40, oh my God, there was almost nothing I'd rather do than drive! From the first time I could drive, it was "my thing"...Mom always used to say I took to driving like a duck took to water! I always loved hearing her say that. I even requested to be transferred to a store 50 miles north of Marion when I was 20 years old, and it was the perfect job for me. Took exactly an hour up 23N to get to, but it was a great drive through  the country, I never had to go deal with driving to some big city...it was just me &amp;amp; my rock...all through the 80's!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;      I'm really glad that I never knew I had ms until I was 29. If I'd known that I was going to get hit with the big "disabled" stick when I was a teenager, I never would've had, well, holy hell...Tiffany! Now &lt;i&gt;that hurts like hell&lt;/i&gt; to think...because I still think she's the best of me, you know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;         Anyway, you worthless sack of shit around my neck, I'm done writing you a worthless letter that doesn't make me feel better, just more depressed...thanks for the added strength...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;                     BoUnCeS!!                 LibbY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-5592681815477824610?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/5592681815477824610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=5592681815477824610' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/5592681815477824610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/5592681815477824610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2011/07/dear-ms.html' title='dear ms...'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-1585152890042356007</id><published>2011-07-22T02:52:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T03:07:48.559-04:00</updated><title type='text'>i have an open letter to write to ms...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;...it'll be vile &amp;amp; full of hatred, etc...so lemme think about it for a while...i got the idea to do this from nicole's blog, my new normals, &amp;amp; if anybody has virgin ears, stay away! &lt;div&gt;                   BoUnCeS!!                LibbY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-1585152890042356007?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/1585152890042356007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=1585152890042356007' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/1585152890042356007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/1585152890042356007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-have-open-letter-to-write-to-ms.html' title='i have an open letter to write to ms...'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-111761296056222858</id><published>2011-07-10T15:45:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T18:19:20.510-04:00</updated><title type='text'>okay...that's the end...</title><content type='html'>...&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I'm done with giving her that much concern. She deserves none, but is now getting ready to start her "bella vista"...I will forever feel like yacking up my dinner when I hear that phrase...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;              I did, however, sign the petition for Caylee's Law. How bad is society getting that we now need to have a LAW that says parents have to report a missing child in 24 hours? And it'll be a felony if you don't report a child's death in an hour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.change.org/petitions/create-caylees-law"&gt;http://www.change.org/petitions/create-caylees-law&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;And I'll give the last words to &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.youtube.com%2Fwatch%3Fv%3D3VmlhBqr_Gw&amp;amp;h=tAQC7H2GH"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; guy...very colorful &amp;amp; descriptive language..rated at least R!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-111761296056222858?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/111761296056222858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=111761296056222858' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/111761296056222858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/111761296056222858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2011/07/okaythats-end.html' title='okay...that&apos;s the end...'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-4870427402412550812</id><published>2011-07-05T18:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T18:04:07.437-04:00</updated><title type='text'>obviously, i totally disagree with the not guilty finding...\\</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-4870427402412550812?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/4870427402412550812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=4870427402412550812' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/4870427402412550812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/4870427402412550812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2011/07/obviously-i-totally-disagree-with-not.html' title='obviously, i totally disagree with the not guilty finding...\\'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-1247198465455344234</id><published>2011-07-03T01:48:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T02:22:12.998-04:00</updated><title type='text'>closing arguments, 9:00 am Sunday July 3, 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;          The more I see the video of Casey playing with Caylee on the floor, I'm more sure of her guilt than ever. Because the major trait of sociopathy is true feelings that other people don't &lt;i&gt;really exist&lt;/i&gt;, they treat everyone as if they're things there for their enjoyment, and if they get in the way of THIS PERSON'S life, they're rarely ever close again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;       The most obvious example would be Casey being seen as a good mom, playing with Caylee; however, Casey thinks of Caylee as a stuffed animal that she can take out &amp;amp; parade around, to keep the image going, but Casey's life is &amp;amp; always has been about what Casey wants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;     I've heard a lot of people saying there's nothing but circumstantial evidence here...hmmmm...Scott Peterson has been on death row for how many years because he got the dp for killing his pregnant wife because of circumstantial evidence. I think Casey will get convicted, but not of murder 1, she'll get murder 2, life in prison. Honestly, the only reason I don't want her to get the death penalty is that her family sure as hell doesn't deserve &lt;i&gt;that &lt;/i&gt;shit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;             BoUnCeS!!             LibbY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-1247198465455344234?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/1247198465455344234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=1247198465455344234' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/1247198465455344234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/1247198465455344234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2011/07/closing-arguments-900-am-sunday-july-3.html' title='closing arguments, 9:00 am Sunday July 3, 2011'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-8215105928702309073</id><published>2011-06-30T00:23:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T00:46:19.653-04:00</updated><title type='text'>more old faves...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;            &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cgNTRRrpSjQ"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cgNTRRrpSjQ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;           &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ivFYVAntpw0&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ivFYVAntpw0&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;            &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zI9ySbj4Uu8&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zI9ySbj4Uu8&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;               this one makes me sad... &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3aubjDJc07E&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3aubjDJc07E&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;           OMG, I would've given anything to do him!! &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pIgZ7gMze7A&amp;amp;feature=artistob&amp;amp;playnext=1&amp;amp;list=TL94CyKFEVV4Q"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pIgZ7gMze7A&amp;amp;feature=artistob&amp;amp;playnext=1&amp;amp;list=TL94CyKFEVV4Q&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;      &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1uwOL4rB-go"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1uwOL4rB-go&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;          &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-8215105928702309073?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/8215105928702309073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=8215105928702309073' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/8215105928702309073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/8215105928702309073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2011/06/more-old-faves.html' title='more old faves...'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-6352489721960825801</id><published>2011-06-29T22:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T22:55:36.522-04:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eb5S_-USqOs&amp;amp;feature=youtu.be"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eb5S_-USqOs&amp;amp;feature=youtu.be&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;             love this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-6352489721960825801?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/6352489721960825801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=6352489721960825801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/6352489721960825801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/6352489721960825801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-8990676374629730186</id><published>2011-06-28T01:33:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T12:30:10.942-04:00</updated><title type='text'>a day off...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;object style="height: 390px; width: 640px" width="640" height="390"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EzeDqRhM09w?version=3"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EzeDqRhM09w?version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="640" height="390"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;         ...my life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object style="height: 390px; width: 640px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/loyTCkV06xQ?version=3"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/loyTCkV06xQ?version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="640" height="390"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;      http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EzeDqRhM09w&amp;amp;feature=player_detailpage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;        ...Obviously, I've been busy lately...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;      BoUnCeS!!               LibbY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-8990676374629730186?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/8990676374629730186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=8990676374629730186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/8990676374629730186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/8990676374629730186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-off_28.html' title='a day off...'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-8816866839927071385</id><published>2011-06-24T00:52:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T01:06:40.698-04:00</updated><title type='text'>something (kinda) unexpected...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;And now Cindy (Casey's mom) gets called to the witness stand and says that it was actually her that had looked up chloroform on their computer in Mar 08, not Casey. Wow. It's so painful to say, but, I can't make myself believe that...but I can't say I'd do anything different in the same situation...hypocritical? Perhaps...a mom will do anything possible to save her daughter's life from the death penalty, I think...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;               LibbY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-8816866839927071385?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/8816866839927071385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=8816866839927071385' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/8816866839927071385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/8816866839927071385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2011/06/something-kinda-unexpected.html' title='something (kinda) unexpected...'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-1940044521799004457</id><published>2011-06-09T00:25:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T01:00:05.001-04:00</updated><title type='text'>thursday 12:30 am</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I really haven't been doing much of anything lately...well, yeah, I guess I have. Still trying to get all my receipts, etc together, &amp;amp; turned in for medicaid...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;         Casey Anthony...I hate this bitch more every hour...and I'm &lt;i&gt;really &lt;/i&gt;irritated with the defense attorneys on the news shows that say "don't rush to judge!" Holy cow! It's been 3 freakin years!! I'm still not buying that she fell in the pool &amp;amp; drowned, #1...do you even think for one second that Caylee's &lt;i&gt;grandpa &lt;/i&gt;would even for one second hide that baby's body in the woods instead of call 911?? He's a retired police officer, for heaven's sake!! The duct tape around Caylee's head &amp;amp; over her nose &amp;amp; mouth, they already said that she died because her airway was closed off, &amp;amp; it's definitely a "mom" thing that she had a pink heart sticker over where her mouth would've been...also that her body was actually wrapped in one of her Winnie-the-Pooh blankets...if that doesn't say 'sleep tight, my daughter'. What would?...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;                  Retching...LibbY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-1940044521799004457?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/1940044521799004457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=1940044521799004457' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/1940044521799004457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/1940044521799004457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2011/06/thursday-1230-am.html' title='thursday 12:30 am'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-1320070693316091541</id><published>2011-06-05T21:27:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T00:37:29.659-04:00</updated><title type='text'>dead terrorist...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1uwOL4rB-go"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1uwOL4rB-go&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;        &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I just happened to run across this again...it's full of laughs!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;         BoUnCeS!!           LibbY!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-1320070693316091541?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/1320070693316091541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=1320070693316091541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/1320070693316091541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/1320070693316091541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2011/06/dead-terrorist.html' title='dead terrorist...'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-4627370944309869785</id><published>2011-06-03T01:50:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T03:42:30.364-04:00</updated><title type='text'>tv is all Casey, all the time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;          Wow, I can't believe it hasn't rained for, like, two whole days!~! And yesterday, I felt really good, &amp;amp; rode my scooter up to the mailbox...hell, I haven't checked my mail myself since before Christmas! So, yesterday, I felt really good, then, today, it all went to hell...I felt all m s-y again. Yeah, I know, that's how life's gonna go for me forever, but, dammit, you don't need to freakin remind me &lt;i&gt;every single time I think I'm gonna get a f*'n day off from it!!&lt;/i&gt; So, today, I've stayed inside here 'taking it easy'...(God, do I HATE that phrase!). So, one of my high school friends came over, cuz she was gonna take me grocery shopping today. But, nnnnnnnnnnnnnooooooooooooooo...that's not my life anymore...one would think one would get used to it after 17 years...one would, but ahem...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;             So, we decided we would not have any fun if I was feeling crappy, so I'll give her a call whatever day I feel okay again. And I've been in here all day, watching it be all sunny &amp;amp; everything...boo-hoo, poor, poor, pitiful me, to &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;quote the famous Linda Ronstadt...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;       Anyway, I made it a busy day watching the Casey trial...I'm quite obsessive about that anyway...if you lived in the next apartment, you'dve thought I was watching a football game or something...I was yelling at the tv &amp;amp; stuff....nahhh, not really. But the defense's opening statement Tuesday was that they'd explain everything in the first couple minutes...&amp;amp; her attorney said that the reason Casey wasn't really worried about it was cuz Caylee was never missing at all. She had drowned in the pool that morning, &amp;amp; Casey's dad had found her body, &amp;amp; they had put her in the woods.  &lt;i&gt;Really?? Really?? &lt;/i&gt;Is anyone going to give that defense ANY consideration?? And her lawyer said the only reason she's such an accomplished liar is because she's had to lie all her life, because her dad &amp;amp; brother sexually molested her all her life. O M G !!!!!!!!!!!!! Yeah, I know, 'she lies....that doesn't make her a murderer' So I have one question...if she drowned, who in the hell put the tape over her mouth and nose, with a heart sticker over her mouth, and &lt;i&gt;why??&lt;/i&gt; Stay tuned to HLN for more details...:-/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;            BoUnCeS!!               LibbY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-4627370944309869785?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/4627370944309869785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=4627370944309869785' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/4627370944309869785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/4627370944309869785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2011/06/tv-is-all-casey-all-time.html' title='tv is all Casey, all the time...'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-3696959977245913117</id><published>2011-06-01T02:29:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T02:41:08.530-04:00</updated><title type='text'>dammit!! thanks, sj! lol!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RIlMPCgYyYs/TeXevX-p2AI/AAAAAAAACuQ/oy36RkaGCzI/s1600/cat%2Bkill%252C%2B83%2Bpercent.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 301px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RIlMPCgYyYs/TeXevX-p2AI/AAAAAAAACuQ/oy36RkaGCzI/s320/cat%2Bkill%252C%2B83%2Bpercent.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613137416059213826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                       Sleep with one eye open...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-3696959977245913117?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/3696959977245913117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=3696959977245913117' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/3696959977245913117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/3696959977245913117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2011/06/dammit-thanks-sj-lol.html' title='dammit!! thanks, sj! lol!'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RIlMPCgYyYs/TeXevX-p2AI/AAAAAAAACuQ/oy36RkaGCzI/s72-c/cat%2Bkill%252C%2B83%2Bpercent.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-6016014506629912493</id><published>2011-05-28T21:01:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T21:16:28.498-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://external.ak.fbcdn.net/safe_image.php?d=1ac7e39fa5c5484aafa63a1042b4957d&amp;amp;w=90&amp;amp;h=90&amp;amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.divisibleby0.com%2Fdating%2Fimg%2Funicorn.jpg" /&gt;  &lt;img src="http://external.ak.fbcdn.net/safe_image.php?d=1ac7e39fa5c5484aafa63a1042b4957d&amp;amp;w=90&amp;amp;h=90&amp;amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.divisibleby0.com%2Fdating%2Fimg%2Funicorn.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.catswhothrowupgrass.com/kill.php"&gt;http://www.catswhothrowupgrass.com/kill.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;     &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I'm not sure, but I really hope that link goes through...it's one of the funniest things I ever saw, and I'll be forever grateful to SJ, cuz he sent it to me!! If it doesn't work, just go to a search engine &amp;amp; put in 'catswhothrowupgrass.com' &amp;amp; that should work!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;    BoUnCeS!!                    LibbY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-6016014506629912493?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/6016014506629912493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=6016014506629912493' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/6016014506629912493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/6016014506629912493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2011/05/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-786030510052444637</id><published>2011-05-27T01:19:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T04:45:51.739-04:00</updated><title type='text'>trial...(Casey Anthony's, not mine!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Well, I got steroids for the month today...Kev's mom &amp;amp; dad took me out to the hospital, they always take me to them, I love them, they are the kind of in-laws that I wish so bad that Tif would have...and, you know what? Nothing ever got done with my insurance company approving rehab at the nursing home...so...my window of willingness has slammed shut...I tried lots, you all know that. So, I'm applying for Medicaid (here I go, Sherry..), cuz I really can't afford to pay $700/month for insurance...so, be ready to throw me a lifejacket or something! Kev gave me a ride to see my pcp Tues, &amp;amp; I told him I'm going on Medicaid &amp;amp; I'm actually a little stressed about it..."Will you still be my dr? (insert sad eyes here)" He said 'why?' i said people are always talking about drs not wanting to see medicaid patients...He just looked at me &amp;amp; said, 'Libby, you're stuck with me &amp;amp; Dr P (neurologist) forever'...phew...he is a nice guy. As I was going out, he told me &amp;amp; two of his nurses that if I need any help getting anything, let them know....awwww...I have to call there tomorrow &amp;amp; ask him to prescribe home physical therapy for 3 days a week for at least a month...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;      My friend J is taking me grocery shopping next week...that's gonna be fun. She's at the Bob Seger concert in C'bus...she's turned into the biggest concert freak lately, she was just at Bon Jovi a couple wks ago. I love it...she's always got good pictures!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;         So last night I read on my nieces' FB's that Bro &amp;amp; my nephew were out on their dirtbikes storm chasing...now you see why we always got along so well, that's the kind of shit that I would've done...he's 57, I just realized that. That makes me happy for him~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wimp.com/playingotter/"&gt;http://www.wimp.com/playingotter/&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;...that video is one of the funniest I've seen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51); "&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51); "&gt;        &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;My aide that's here for like an hour a day 5 times a week is nice...I'm probably gonna get her in trouble if she ever takes any of my hints &amp;amp; tries them....she was telling me that she &amp;amp; her husband were drinking last weekend, and they were wrestling [I covered my ears &amp;amp; said "TMI!!"]...and I said she should get him some night when they'd been drinking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-family: verdana; font-size: large; "&gt; after he fell asleep, I said if she ever got totally mad (she wont, they are great together, &amp;amp; still 23-ish!), I told her to shave an eyebrow..not both...just make him a unabrow...&amp;amp; if she was really mad, get a big black marker &amp;amp; draw a mustache on him...&amp;amp; get pictures!!! That's not horrible...actually when they were having this wrestling match, he pinned her &amp;amp; licked her whole face!! THAT is way worse! They have a kitten about 2 months old, &amp;amp; it's gotten lost in their apartment a few times once was when their 3yr old put her in a drawer...:-/ Then last week she jumped in the refrigerator, &amp;amp; was asleep in a shelf when they opened it next time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-family: verdana; font-size: large; "&gt;   Okay, I think I oughtta go try to get some sleep...g'nite!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-family: verdana; font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-family: verdana; font-size: large; "&gt;            BoUnCeS!!               LibbY!    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-786030510052444637?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/786030510052444637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=786030510052444637' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/786030510052444637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/786030510052444637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2011/05/trialcasey-anthonys-not-mine.html' title='trial...(Casey Anthony&apos;s, not mine!)'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-7922813017760465956</id><published>2011-05-23T00:54:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T01:41:41.587-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday nite!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;        &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Did everyone have a good weekend? Even though the rapture didn't happen as promised...sorry, that was just my uncalled for smartass mouth...speaking of being a smartass, I'm hearing the Joy Behar show in the background...she's interviewing Chaz Bono, whom I admire for all the shit he's gone through getting to this point in his life...anyway, Joy was asking him about what's different now (after the sex change operation), Chaz says "I'm more gadget-oriented now...) I'm assuming that means tools &amp;amp; stuff, but ...well, you KNOW what I thought, &amp;amp; I'm sitting here laughing my ass off!! Oh, holy shit! How in the world could Joy Behar look down on anybody and say anybody is a dummy?? She just now asked if maybe he could get prostrate cancer now...OMG...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;        So, my first x-husband emailed me a note on Mother's Day, telling me thanks for being the mom that Tiffany needed, &amp;amp; he's sorry the way shit went, but...that really was a nice thing to do!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;           My friends from high school took me out to party Saturday night, we went to the big Mexican restaurant, then to the game room place, then to a bar downtown...the bar's kinda in a rougher part of town....but it's really nice inside. As soon as we went in &amp;amp; got tables, two women came over &amp;amp; said hi, and that was two other girls from our high school (class of '83!) fun stuff!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;             BoUnCeS!!                  LibbY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-7922813017760465956?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/7922813017760465956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=7922813017760465956' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/7922813017760465956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/7922813017760465956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2011/05/sunday-nite.html' title='Sunday nite!'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-4779945306805251474</id><published>2011-05-11T18:37:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T13:11:14.629-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the week after mother's day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-svO12UrDK_o/TcsRnWDmfqI/AAAAAAAACto/s0VK3gOwNiQ/s1600/haunted%2Bcemtery%2Bclock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605593528825970338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 75px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 75px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-svO12UrDK_o/TcsRnWDmfqI/AAAAAAAACto/s0VK3gOwNiQ/s320/haunted%2Bcemtery%2Bclock.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UNSEDGPmju0/TcsRnLZFJRI/AAAAAAAACtg/_3HeDpQxHLw/s1600/osamas%2Blast%2Bfb%2Bpost%2521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605593525963269394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 36px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UNSEDGPmju0/TcsRnLZFJRI/AAAAAAAACtg/_3HeDpQxHLw/s320/osamas%2Blast%2Bfb%2Bpost%2521.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  &gt;I hope everyone had a good mother's day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JNwTtlMc7YA/TcsRm_A_m1I/AAAAAAAACtY/ELfUngtXTDI/s1600/kitler1285.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605593522641017682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 233px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 175px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JNwTtlMc7YA/TcsRm_A_m1I/AAAAAAAACtY/ELfUngtXTDI/s320/kitler1285.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  &gt;I did! Tif &amp;amp; Mr Tif brought my grandson over around 11 am and she got me a couple shirts, &amp;amp; I got her a hanging basket for their front porch. We put it down on the bench in front of the couch, &amp;amp; little Mr T promptly made it his job to 'de-flower' it!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span  &gt;Man, I'm loving the fact that it's not cold or rainy (right now)...give it a few minutes, &amp;amp; it might be...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wimp.com/scarything/"&gt;http://www.wimp.com/scarything/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span  &gt;This video is the BEST!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span  &gt;I'm getting a little better physically...well, a little bit stronger, but my legs are weak enough that I havent been able to walk, yet, but I still have that as my main goal. Anyway, my insurance isn't coming through for me to go to the nursing home for 'rehab', so I want to see if they'll just cover the home health pt, which would be fine with me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-4779945306805251474?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/4779945306805251474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=4779945306805251474' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/4779945306805251474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/4779945306805251474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2011/05/week-after-mothers-day.html' title='the week after mother&apos;s day...'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-svO12UrDK_o/TcsRnWDmfqI/AAAAAAAACto/s0VK3gOwNiQ/s72-c/haunted%2Bcemtery%2Bclock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-5221765390318114537</id><published>2011-05-03T19:54:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T10:39:19.164-04:00</updated><title type='text'>public enemy #1 killed...check...what's next?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#003333;"&gt;Now...how lame is this?? We all thought he was crouched down hiding in a cave from us, when, in fact, he was living in a 3 story mansion in Pakistan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;From: Bin Laden, Osama [mailto:osama@taliban.com]Sent: Monday, November 19, 2001 8:17 AMTo: CavematesSubject: The Cave&lt;br /&gt;Hi guys. We've all been putting in long hours but we've really come together as a group and I love that. Big thanks to Omar for putting up the poster that says "There is no I in team" as well as the one that says "Hang In There, Baby." That cat is hilarious. However, while we are fighting a jihad, we can't forget to take care of the cave. And frankly I have a few concerns.&lt;br /&gt;First of all, while it's good to be concerned about cruise missiles, we should be even more concerned about the scorpions in our cave. Hey, you don't want to be stung and neither do I, so we need to sweep the cave daily. I've posted a sign-up sheet near the main cave opening.&lt;br /&gt;Second, it's not often I make a video address but when I do, I'm trying to scare the most powerful country on earth, okay? That means that while we're taping, please do not ride your razor scooter in the background. Just while we're taping. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;Third point, and this is a touchy one. As you know, by edict, we're not supposed to shave our beards. But I need everyone to just think hygiene, especially after mealtime. We're all in this together.&lt;br /&gt;Fourth: food. I bought a box of Cheez-Its recently, clearly wrote "Osama" on the front, and put it on the top shelf. Today, my Cheez-Its were gone. Consideration. That's all I'm saying.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, we've heard that there may be American soldiers in disguise trying to infiltrate our ranks. I want to set up patrols ok for them. First patrol will be Omar, Muhammed, Abdul, Akbar, and Richard.&lt;br /&gt;Love you lots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Osama &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#336666;"&gt;Yeah...now this is funny as hell!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#336666;"&gt;I just want to say congratulations to Barack Obama on making the call for our Navy Seals to take this turd out! I'm sure that has been the hardest decision he's made as commander-in-chief. But, I think that one decision that he made to let the guys do the job they've trained for for years, has been his best one ever. Still don't agree with his politics, but, I'm happy he found the nuts to do this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#336666;"&gt;BoUnCeS!! LibbY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-5221765390318114537?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/5221765390318114537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=5221765390318114537' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/5221765390318114537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/5221765390318114537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2011/05/public-enemy-1-killedcheckwhats-next.html' title='public enemy #1 killed...check...what&apos;s next?'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-8705446787561582054</id><published>2011-05-01T04:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T04:47:29.349-04:00</updated><title type='text'>rabbit, rabbit, &amp; happy may day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-8705446787561582054?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/8705446787561582054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=8705446787561582054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/8705446787561582054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/8705446787561582054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2011/05/rabbit-rabbit-happy-may-day.html' title='rabbit, rabbit, &amp; happy may day!'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-4684917610621426358</id><published>2011-04-28T21:23:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T03:55:51.843-04:00</updated><title type='text'>funny stuff now in my life...yes, seek &amp; you WILL find it!! really!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;...yes, I'm an unofficial member of the 'Center For The Easily Amused'! But I've worked harder than most people would ever understand, to join it...go me!! lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;Marci called me from Fostoria last night, &amp;amp; wow, it was so neat to talk to her~! She was the girl that got hired at the store up there a few months after I transferred there...we pretty much circled each other like cats for a while, it was kinda like "dislike on first sight"...cuz I was about 22...she was a bouncy cheerleader just out of high school..&amp;amp; couldn't start until after the Whitesnake/Great White concert she had tickets for...OMG, you talk about being jealous...! We both went separately to the store manager (who was more of a friend/drinking buddy/etc to everyone there than a boss...he was REALLY HOT...but married...) I referred to the manager that he was lured in to hire her cuz she was a little teenybopper...Marci told him I was a skinny blond bitch...promising start for two coworkers, huh? Geez, now that I think about it, the manager was really in an awful position, wasnt he? But Marci &amp;amp; I handled it like the adults we were...After work one day I asked her to go to the bar for a beer with me...And we've been great friends ever since!! Remember, this was mid-80's...and Tif was 2, Marci had a daughter years later, in the 90's! And she's done parenthood like me...that's her only kid~!! And I'm facebook friends with both of 'em...her daughter's in college for law enforcement, &amp;amp; had a video posted of her getting 'tazed' on her page... OMG, that was so funny! It was at the police station, for school!! So, in the conversation last night, I kinda had trouble talking clearly (ms symptom..tripping over the words, ya know? Well,no, most of you don't, but X does, he's heard me do that, &amp;amp; any friends with ms do...)...anyway, I was trying to say a word, &amp;amp; couldnt translate it from my brain to my tongue...so I slipped into "cuss like a sailor mode", &amp;amp; said shit! all of a sudden, Marce cracked up, &amp;amp; said "you had NO problem with that word!" She is a hoot!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;Okay, I hafta ask...is anyone but me going to watch the royal wedding? Coverage starts at 4 am...I'm watching it in tribute to my Mom...she got up at 4 am in July 1981 to watch Charles &amp;amp; Diana's wedding, &amp;amp; I made fun of her for it, but this one is going to be neat...because it's not a couple that are marrying for any reason but the fact that they are in love! Mom always loved London, the 2 times I went with Mom &amp;amp; Dad, we went to Selfridge's department store a LOT! Hey, wouldnt it be neat if Kate's sister, Pippa &amp;amp; Prince Harry fell in love &amp;amp; got married someday? Oh, Lord...now I really AM sounding old!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;Okay, my cheeseburgur &amp;amp; candybars are calling! I had an iv of steroids today, Dr prescribed them one day of 1000mg a month, saying it was called the pulse system.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;BoUnCeS!! LibbY!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;My Daily Tarot &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;The Ace of Wands&lt;br /&gt;An exciting new project or career. The essence of fire, creativity, inventiveness, ambition and enthusiasm. The aggressive pursuit of new ventures. Foundations for future success, intuition, conception, fertility, artistic innovation and manhood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-4684917610621426358?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/4684917610621426358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=4684917610621426358' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/4684917610621426358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/4684917610621426358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2011/04/funny-stuff-now-in-my-lifeyes-seek-you.html' title='funny stuff now in my life...yes, seek &amp; you WILL find it!! really!'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-2133124476429575607</id><published>2011-04-24T21:50:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T23:35:27.025-04:00</updated><title type='text'>funny stuff from 20+ years ago</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hv4W7hq_ThU/TbTUPHx0TTI/AAAAAAAACtQ/XBmURXwlX8k/s1600/banana....jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599333592979492146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 67px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 90px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hv4W7hq_ThU/TbTUPHx0TTI/AAAAAAAACtQ/XBmURXwlX8k/s320/banana....jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;...&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;that's my signature, you know? lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;I remember when I had my last produce manager job at the store they just built here in town. It was like, the perfect job, and it was about 5 minutes from my house! They were still building the store as all of us were getting hired. That was one of the best times in the world...the big bosses from Lima &amp;amp; Wapakoneta (hah...bet you never even knew there was a town named that in Ohio, didja?), &amp;amp; the company's owner were there every day, meeting everyone, and getting ideas for what to put here, &amp;amp; there...and now I know exactly why you'll never see a clock up on the wall by the registers. It was mentioned at one of the earlier meetings, and the human resources guy said no, you don't want customers watching the clock to see how long they're waiting in line. Makes sense...I never would've thought of that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;So, we all got settled in &amp;amp; familiar with the place, &amp;amp; comfy with each other enough so that we knew who to pick on, &amp;amp; who to leave alone...our lunch room/breakroom was upstairs. All of us who worked in produce were hanging out, taking lunch, then one of the guys pointed out the playmate cooler sitting there, &amp;amp; I told him it was one of the guys' who worked there's lunchbox...*evil grin*. He went over &amp;amp; picked it up, and stood on a chair &amp;amp; moved one of the ceiling tiles, put the cooler up in the ceiling, &amp;amp; our work was done! And it was impossible to keep a straight face when we heard him thundering through the store yelling death threats to whoever stole his lunch! And then he busted through the swinging doors to our back room...One look at him, and I just started laughing, then I made the guy that put it up there take Scotty upstairs &amp;amp; show him where it was!! Me? Are you crazy? I didn't hide it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;BoUnCeS!! LibbY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-2133124476429575607?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/2133124476429575607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=2133124476429575607' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/2133124476429575607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/2133124476429575607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2011/04/funny-stuff-from-20-years-ago.html' title='funny stuff from 20+ years ago'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hv4W7hq_ThU/TbTUPHx0TTI/AAAAAAAACtQ/XBmURXwlX8k/s72-c/banana....jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-2572157763167272408</id><published>2011-04-22T21:32:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T23:09:09.666-04:00</updated><title type='text'>stupid stuff...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-31ea51552e72598d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D31ea51552e72598d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331277625%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D388ED8BE0F2985551E077BC07D5B93F40EC3C69D.35E1A638C3CA20BDBD66ED7DDFD6A24692750A6E%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D31ea51552e72598d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D-67CNeXOpQiSYwUE5VLWA4Z0j2Q&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D31ea51552e72598d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331277625%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D388ED8BE0F2985551E077BC07D5B93F40EC3C69D.35E1A638C3CA20BDBD66ED7DDFD6A24692750A6E%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D31ea51552e72598d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D-67CNeXOpQiSYwUE5VLWA4Z0j2Q&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;yup...this is definitely the post for this title!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I've just been sitting around remembering stuff that we did to each other at work 20-some years ago, that made everybody die laughing...Like the time that I was mopping the floor in my produce aisle. The acting store manager, Mark, rounded the corner in a hurry to get something, and WUMP!, he went down...so I did the only natural thing to do...went over &amp;amp; grabbed the p.a. &amp;amp; announced "Mark down in produce!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Then almost every weekend we all went out drinking, we all HAD to stop at the Dairy-Mart on the way back to my date's mom &amp;amp; dad's house so we could all get chips &amp;amp; junk food. And, of course, the guy I was with was the guy that thought he could do everything. Hmph...So I can't even imagine the fear those clerks felt when they saw us coming...7 or 8 drunk-ass fools! John always made a beeline for the place you make your own nachos, &amp;amp; made a huge plate then he'd grab a can of pop &amp;amp; a couple candy bars, like the rest of us...the difference was, the rest of us would pay right away, John would start eating right then...! We'd all bitch him out, but he'd say I won't get in trouble unless I leave...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;BoUnCeS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;LibbY! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-2572157763167272408?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=31ea51552e72598d&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/2572157763167272408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=2572157763167272408' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/2572157763167272408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/2572157763167272408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2011/04/stupid-stuff.html' title='stupid stuff...'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-1368824737582307699</id><published>2011-04-17T20:21:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T01:38:57.127-04:00</updated><title type='text'>randoms again...after all,  what's more random than politics, now?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x_fhtxp0hK8/TauJqPwPL2I/AAAAAAAACtI/FDdvHnj2lS8/s1600/Hello_Kitty1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596718320814337890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x_fhtxp0hK8/TauJqPwPL2I/AAAAAAAACtI/FDdvHnj2lS8/s320/Hello_Kitty1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eJedj2SC7Xg/TauJqBSlNuI/AAAAAAAACtA/6-7tFbt2VMs/s1600/bunny%2Bwith%2Bflower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596718316931856098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 111px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 111px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eJedj2SC7Xg/TauJqBSlNuI/AAAAAAAACtA/6-7tFbt2VMs/s320/bunny%2Bwith%2Bflower.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LxpZOeabMvs/TauJpib4PDI/AAAAAAAACs4/6bvqeEiNdT4/s1600/snoopy-online.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596718308649352242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 96px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 96px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LxpZOeabMvs/TauJpib4PDI/AAAAAAAACs4/6bvqeEiNdT4/s320/snoopy-online.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HJy_Q_6KToU/TauIKoJRoWI/AAAAAAAACsw/Q5VI6VDd74Y/s1600/obama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596716678094365026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HJy_Q_6KToU/TauIKoJRoWI/AAAAAAAACsw/Q5VI6VDd74Y/s320/obama.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;ahahahaha....I LOVE the radio guy, Mancow! Even when he says something mean about a Republican, it's still funny...I like John Boehner...but I can't keep a straight face when I hear someone call him "Weeper of the House" or Mancow just referred to him as "Boo-Hoo Boehner"! Yes, usually the news has been anything BUT good lately, but if you hear everything with an offbeat sense of humor, well...it's fun, anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;And I can't help but feel that Obama is misleading people when he says the highest income earners in America shouldn't get the extended 'Bush-era tax cuts'. Which, by the way, go to the families that have an income of $250,000 +...not the "MILLIONAIRES &amp;amp; BILLIONAIRES", that he kept emphasizing in his "first campaign speech for the 2012 election". You have to realize the difference between a 'quarter of a million' &amp;amp; a million...he's either trying to talk down to all of us &amp;amp; make us feel stupid...or (an even worse idea), &lt;em&gt;he's &lt;/em&gt;actually that stupid, &amp;amp; he's our president:-/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;And, no, I don't know who I want for our next president in 2012...but I'm halfway there...I know who I don't want...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;BoUnCeS!! LibbY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-1368824737582307699?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/1368824737582307699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=1368824737582307699' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/1368824737582307699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/1368824737582307699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2011/04/randoms-againafter-all-whats-more.html' title='randoms again...after all,  what&apos;s more random than politics, now?'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x_fhtxp0hK8/TauJqPwPL2I/AAAAAAAACtI/FDdvHnj2lS8/s72-c/Hello_Kitty1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-3774678086138088558</id><published>2011-04-10T20:55:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T02:43:22.278-04:00</updated><title type='text'>randoms again...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sunday, Sunday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;What a nice, warm day it was! About 80 &amp;amp; sunny! And it's still warm now at 10:30! Bro showed up Saturday at 1:00, cuz he's been in Scottsdale for a month, how cool is that life? His son is here, running the construction company, and building a frozen yogurt shop in a shopping center, and his son got it finished and open already! But I missed opening day...that's ok...so did Bro..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Haikus for the computer Your file was so big. It might be very useful. But now it is gone. The Web site you seek Cannot be located, but Countless more exist. Chaos reigns within. Reflect, repent, and reboot. Order shall return. Program aborting: Close all that you have worked on. You ask far too much. Windows NT crashed. I am the Blue Screen of Death. No one hears your screams. Yesterday it worked. Today it is not working. Windows is like that. First snow, then silence. This thousand-dollar screen dies So beautifully. With searching comes loss And the presence of absence: "My Novel" not found. The Tao that is seen Is not the true Tao until You bring fresh toner. Stay the patient course. Of little worth is your ire. The network is down. A crash reduces Your expensive computer To a simple stone. Three things are certain: Death, taxes, and lost data. Guess which has occurred. You step in the stream, But the water has moved on. This page is not here. Out of memory. We wish to hold the whole sky But we never will. Having been erased, The document you're seeking Must now be retyped. Serious error. All shortcuts have disappeared. Screen. Mind. Both are blank. &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I LOVE words, you know? I get it from my Mom and her whole side of the family! Heck, Mom's little brother even teaches his dogs new words...throws a plastic elephant, then "Go get the pachyderm, Duke!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I was telling Bro about the home nurse that comes once a week to check my blood pressure, etc. He knows her, she went to high school with him...sheesh, between the 2 of us, we probably DO know half of our town...then if you add Tif in there, we DEFINITELY know everyone! Anyway, I've begun referring to this nurse as 'Negative Nellie'. Just because she's wound so tight that no matter &lt;em&gt;what &lt;/em&gt;I say, she's got a bad opinion about it...hence, we really don't talk much, except how's my pt ? all that...so Sat before Bro left, I said, gotta tell you about negative nellie...&amp;amp; he knew who I was talking about before I said anything!...but we were just laughing about everything...she was getting a glass of ice water last week, &amp;amp; standing in the kitchen in front of the sink, 'where's your water?'...huh???????????? I pointed at the sink &amp;amp; said "right there"...and I held my tongue before I said "Duhh!". Nellie said, horrified, 'you drink &lt;em&gt;tap water??'&lt;/em&gt; Holy cow! I have city water, not sulphur-smelling well water! 'Do you know what's in that stuff?' 'Well, Nellie, for all you really know, it might be exactly the same as what's in bottled water, but without all the wasted plastic...' Said with a smile, you know, cuz teasing someone who's that neurotic...can be fun. ;-) But, did I let it go? Noooooo....She said something about the chemicals added to the water, &amp;amp; I couldn't resist 'Like fluoride, ya mean?' In about ten years, all of America will be toothless, cuz everybody drinks "bottled water"! Then she said 'That's an old wives tale!' I just smiled &amp;amp; shrugged...why argue about something like that??&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;BoUnCeS!! LibbY!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-3774678086138088558?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/3774678086138088558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=3774678086138088558' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/3774678086138088558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/3774678086138088558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2011/04/randoms-again.html' title='randoms again...'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-997361173233510670</id><published>2011-03-31T17:08:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T01:02:33.458-04:00</updated><title type='text'>neat little things...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MqunYCxEDnI/TZTwVGZ_sJI/AAAAAAAACsM/bD7Kj800GS0/s1600/wed%252C%2Bmarcxh%2B30%252C%2B2011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590357282761191570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 249px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MqunYCxEDnI/TZTwVGZ_sJI/AAAAAAAACsM/bD7Kj800GS0/s320/wed%252C%2Bmarcxh%2B30%252C%2B2011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.break.com/index/how_to_lose_your_job.html"&gt;http://www.break.com/index/how_to_lose_your_job.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;...Ya know, this is funny as hell to me now...but if I'd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;a been that woman at that moment...holy shit!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;BTW, that picture was in the paper yesterday afternoon...that's why I don't plan to wear shorts til June... &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;Well, my BFF, Kim, damn near gave me a heart attack last night at 6, when she showed up with some dinner for me...she has her own key to my apartment, and I was taking a nap on the couch, &amp;amp; didn't even know she was here. She had been here for about 15 minutes, &amp;amp; I woke up because Truman was licking my nose...so I was sitting there petting him and talking to him, yeah, baby talk...&lt;em&gt;SO WHAT???&lt;/em&gt; lol! All of a sudden, Kim says, "Bout time! If I'dve had to pee &lt;em&gt;at all&lt;/em&gt;, well, all I can say is thank God I didn't!! She was over snugged down in a corner of another couch that doesn't sit directly across from me! LOL! When I sat up &amp;amp; looked at her, she asked "Did you think I was the angel of death??" But I forgave her for that, since she brought me a big box of taco supremes from Taco Bell tonight!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;I'm working on trying to go to a good nursing home here in town for a month or so for what my neuro describes as &lt;em&gt;"intense physical therapy&lt;/em&gt;". So I'm getting PT at home, &amp;amp; my dr &amp;amp; PT home person both recommended it to my insurance co. Anthem said they needed a 2nd home health PT evaluation to recomend it! So I have another therapist here giving me home PT 3 times a week for another month!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;My first boyfriend (from 31 yrs ago) that still lives in town...with his wife &amp;amp; 9 yr old daughter...emailed to ask how everything's going last week. I told him what's up &amp;amp; about maybe going to the nursing home for extra PT, &amp;amp; my dr wants me to go there &amp;amp; use their stuff. Then Kevin says (yes, he's a Kevin too!) that he &amp;amp; his wife had talked about it, &amp;amp; if it was just that my living alone made my dr unhappy, he &amp;amp; his wife wanted me to move in with them while I got PT at home. Damn! I love that guy! &amp;amp; his wife! I'm so glad they found each other! She's so much more perfect for him than I would be!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;BoUnCeS!! LibbY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-997361173233510670?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/997361173233510670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=997361173233510670' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/997361173233510670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/997361173233510670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2011/03/neat-little-things.html' title='neat little things...'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MqunYCxEDnI/TZTwVGZ_sJI/AAAAAAAACsM/bD7Kj800GS0/s72-c/wed%252C%2Bmarcxh%2B30%252C%2B2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-2780867122667463808</id><published>2011-03-26T23:12:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T00:19:48.839-04:00</updated><title type='text'>random...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#003333;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#003333;"&gt;            The trick is to be good at being bad without being bad at being good.  ``````````````````````````````````````````````````````````&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#003333;"&gt;            Anne-Marie S....words of wisdom from my friend in Spain....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#003333;"&gt;   She is a wise woman (even though she's way younger than me)! We started writing at least 10 years ago on a website for people with ms. At that time she was married &amp;amp; living in London...fast forward about 5 years, she's living in Gibralter where her family is again, says she'll never give up her country &amp;amp; family for a man again....&amp;amp; married again, to a cute Spanish dr! And she's as big of a Metallica fan as me! She &amp;amp; her husband were in New York City for the release of one of their latest albums! What a neat life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#003333;"&gt;        Sometimes, when I read/watch the news, it really does seem like humans ARE de-evolving...we're losing the 'old-fashioned' stuff our parents taught us.......to be polite, say please &amp;amp; thank you, just to act like human bi-peds, and not like a bunch of savages! Am I just an old fuddy-duddy?? Hmmmmm...something to think about...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#003333;"&gt;          Parents need to fill a child's bucket of self-esteem so high that the rest of the world can't poke enough holes to drain it dry..Alvin Price&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#003333;"&gt;     Personally, I think you have to balance that with a little humility...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#003333;"&gt;     BoUnCeS!             LibbY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-2780867122667463808?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/2780867122667463808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=2780867122667463808' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/2780867122667463808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/2780867122667463808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2011/03/random.html' title='random...'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-3384384234275539453</id><published>2011-03-20T13:21:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T13:26:53.439-04:00</updated><title type='text'>De-evolution??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z_LQqzWEuHI/TYY4EUxQWNI/AAAAAAAACrk/r9-uz85ySUA/s1600/fish%2Beating%2Bcat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586214034745612498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z_LQqzWEuHI/TYY4EUxQWNI/AAAAAAAACrk/r9-uz85ySUA/s320/fish%2Beating%2Bcat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#003333;"&gt;        ...cant you see it's on the way to this???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#003333;"&gt;        libby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-3384384234275539453?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/3384384234275539453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=3384384234275539453' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/3384384234275539453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/3384384234275539453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2011/03/de-evolution.html' title='De-evolution??'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z_LQqzWEuHI/TYY4EUxQWNI/AAAAAAAACrk/r9-uz85ySUA/s72-c/fish%2Beating%2Bcat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-4855789178441225881</id><published>2011-02-26T18:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T18:17:09.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i honestly cant believe it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FShNLlgpLTY/TWmEhIGKR5I/AAAAAAAACq8/6wdNI0gcEz4/s1600/3pix12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578135318118942610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 247px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FShNLlgpLTY/TWmEhIGKR5I/AAAAAAAACq8/6wdNI0gcEz4/s320/3pix12.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vQEnSOW7S6U/TWk9q6yTblI/AAAAAAAACq0/2shSgD8-SYA/s1600/laundry%252520002%252520%2528Small%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578057421019115090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 288px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vQEnSOW7S6U/TWk9q6yTblI/AAAAAAAACq0/2shSgD8-SYA/s320/laundry%252520002%252520%2528Small%2529.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sq8ZMFfukPI/TWk9q9e_AZI/AAAAAAAACqs/ISdiCFzQEPU/s1600/laundry3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578057421743391122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 288px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sq8ZMFfukPI/TWk9q9e_AZI/AAAAAAAACqs/ISdiCFzQEPU/s320/laundry3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;I went to bed last night at 10, &amp;amp; woke up today at 8 am!! So I'm getting over the steroid 'rush' ('roid rush? is that an expression? should be...), &amp;amp; now I'm ready for the bummed feeling for a couple days...(sigh...where do I register my complaint for this kind of health? Is there a complaint department anywhere?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;I was flipping channels on tv the other night, &amp;amp; saw "toddlers &amp;amp; tiaras" on TLC, &amp;amp; I watched, transfixed by the obnoxious behavior...&lt;em&gt;mostly &lt;/em&gt;of the little girls, but 'the moms, oh my God, the moms!' It showed us exactly where kids get their behavior training. Kids being spoiled, demanding brats, and the parents acting like 'She has personality...she's sassy...' as if 'sassy' is something every parent would want their child to aspire to...A generation ago, if a kid acted like that, like it or not, they might get their butt smacked...not now..."Isn't she cute?"...Sheesh, Tif had personality at that age too, but I made sure she was not obnoxious...she was likeable....someone that people like to be around, not someone people make excuses not to have to be around!! In about 20 years, these parents are going to realize they've created monsters...just think, when the parents go to a dr or lawyer, said dr or lawyer being 'sassy'...I may weep for the future, but, I'd just love to be a fly on the wall then!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;That's my girl up there!! One of the most favorite times of my life...she was so full of life (sassy? you betcha!...but she was never a spoiled BRAT!), that this was at the time she was a beautician at a salon, and also volunteered one morning a week at the local radio station...it came to be known as "Tiffany Tuesdays"! She was great on the radio, she &amp;amp; the head dj were a helluva team! He was always thinking up something for them to do...oh, my mistake....something &lt;em&gt;for Tiffany to &lt;/em&gt;do....but it always worked well! My girl did the 'wacky stuff', for laughs...like the pictures above show, this was the 'laundromat lottery'...Gary made all the painted ping-pong balls with lotto numbers on them, they drove across town, &amp;amp; Tiff got in a dryer with all the balls, he'd start the dryer, &amp;amp; every so often, open the door &amp;amp; have Tiff give him a number! Or there was the time around Christmas where they had a contest for people to gargle &amp;amp; sing a Christmas song at the same time...they were always doing something funny!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;     The group of 3 pix up there is really there just to show the middle pic, which shows Tif's look when her uncle gave us a Dalmatian puppy for Christmas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;               BoUnCeS!!                        LibbY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-4855789178441225881?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/4855789178441225881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=4855789178441225881' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/4855789178441225881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/4855789178441225881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-honestly-cant-believe-it.html' title='i honestly cant believe it!'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FShNLlgpLTY/TWmEhIGKR5I/AAAAAAAACq8/6wdNI0gcEz4/s72-c/3pix12.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-4975411858068295152</id><published>2011-02-23T04:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T04:31:54.563-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday morning...3 am</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-anlQ4DP0iOM/TWS_ECeHkuI/AAAAAAAACqk/qbFjAVh_8ps/s1600/Far_Side_101901%2Bcow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576792314695095010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 264px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-anlQ4DP0iOM/TWS_ECeHkuI/AAAAAAAACqk/qbFjAVh_8ps/s320/Far_Side_101901%2Bcow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZPqGswuZU8g/TWS_D2tvpvI/AAAAAAAACqc/KinJyLXoS_U/s1600/devils.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576792311539410674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZPqGswuZU8g/TWS_D2tvpvI/AAAAAAAACqc/KinJyLXoS_U/s320/devils.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mj-F-yiYCtA/TWS_DigEdUI/AAAAAAAACqU/TkZkL1aIcDU/s1600/far_side%2Bstampede.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576792306113344834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mj-F-yiYCtA/TWS_DigEdUI/AAAAAAAACqU/TkZkL1aIcDU/s320/far_side%2Bstampede.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DCDJu4CNd20/TWS_DZaXCYI/AAAAAAAACqM/ThTaCUhQjYU/s1600/Far%252520Sidecat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576792303673477506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 260px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DCDJu4CNd20/TWS_DZaXCYI/AAAAAAAACqM/ThTaCUhQjYU/s320/Far%252520Sidecat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;        &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ummmmm...welcome to the excitement of solu-medrol, liquid prednisone! I'm up all night watching Fox News, Headline News, the History Channel, A &amp;amp; E...in between reading like crazy...and I watched Paranormal Activity one &amp;amp; two...I dunno...they should've scared me, even a little bit, but, nothin'! It's like...I dunno...I can't get scared...&amp;amp; that's no fun!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;      I absolutely love Anthem Insurance...I still have them with the Cobra plan, &amp;amp; it's expensive, but I'll be able to have it until September, &amp;amp; I have the same plan that Kev had thru VZ, so 2 weeks ago, a lady called from the office in New York, went over a lot of stuff with me, &amp;amp; told me that my plan has a lot of stuff available, so she's making sure I take advantage of all of it! What kind of insurance company does &lt;em&gt;that??&lt;/em&gt; So she went over some stuff with me...then last week I got a call from a guy in their Denver office &amp;amp; he had a lot more info...today I got a call from a dietician at their office in Albany, &amp;amp; she gave me tons of stuff that I should eat to gain weight, &amp;amp; everything! She &amp;amp; the first lady are looking over my plan to see if they will pay for some home health aides that will do some laundry &amp;amp; cook &amp;amp; clean a little...holee crap! I almost feel somewhat guilty for it, but then, I pay for it, &amp;amp; I'll only be able to keep it til September, so...I'm just almost in shock...but, like I said, October starts my Medicare, so this'll be WAY gone then...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;        I've been watching the Libya news now...what kinda makes me worry is the fact that Iran sent 2 ships through the Suez canal...what are they up to? Just showing that they &lt;em&gt;can&lt;/em&gt;, or is there a bigger, craftier plan besides trying to intimidate Israel? And where is the president, leader of the free world, condemning Qaddafi for shooting his own citizens? For God's sake! PERU condemned it!!! You cannot be too timid to do this!! Errrrrrrrrgggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;        Prediction...I think Chris Christie will run for president in 2016...that is, if the world doesn't end on Dec 29, 2012, like the Aztec calendar says....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;           Okay, I'm goin' to bed...g'nite!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;              BoUnCeS!!!!!!!                  LibbY!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-4975411858068295152?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/4975411858068295152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=4975411858068295152' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/4975411858068295152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/4975411858068295152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2011/02/wednesday-morning3-am.html' title='Wednesday morning...3 am'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-anlQ4DP0iOM/TWS_ECeHkuI/AAAAAAAACqk/qbFjAVh_8ps/s72-c/Far_Side_101901%2Bcow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-5034202250362523553</id><published>2011-02-17T20:22:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T23:32:04.355-05:00</updated><title type='text'>yea, i'm on iv steroids every day til Fri, &amp; i'll be doing that once a month now....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zm6YhZZIHR0/TV3Yyw6ZzWI/AAAAAAAACqE/ZSZx7gABcw4/s1600/mr%2Bhandsome%2521%2521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574850280389463394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 151px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zm6YhZZIHR0/TV3Yyw6ZzWI/AAAAAAAACqE/ZSZx7gABcw4/s320/mr%2Bhandsome%2521%2521.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gbeZvyUlJKU/TV3Yy7Q00oI/AAAAAAAACp8/6jNcXX8RKpM/s1600/granny%2B%2526%2Btalan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574850283167863426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gbeZvyUlJKU/TV3Yy7Q00oI/AAAAAAAACp8/6jNcXX8RKpM/s320/granny%2B%2526%2Btalan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4-_QM3QJkKU/TV3Yys8ONJI/AAAAAAAACp0/GZhAcjABtvE/s1600/cheryl%252C%2Bmissy%252C%2B%2526%2Bi%252C%2B9-17-10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574850279323350162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 96px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4-_QM3QJkKU/TV3Yys8ONJI/AAAAAAAACp0/GZhAcjABtvE/s320/cheryl%252C%2Bmissy%252C%2B%2526%2Bi%252C%2B9-17-10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;...not exactly the best news in the world about how the ms is going now, but, I gotta figure that I've been putting up with this shit since 1994, and now my neurologist is saying it's secondary progressive...with everything that's happened in my life since March 2007, what else could happen??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#006600;"&gt;Yesterday after Kev's mom &amp;amp; dad brought me home from getting steroids, I went in to bed to start reading the book I got "Addict Nation" by Jane Velez Mitchell...so, see? I'm not a narrow-minded jerk that only follows Fox News...I get all the news I can, &amp;amp; sift through it to try to find any kind of truth...not easy, cuz I think you have to prove that you can lie to go to Washington DC...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#006600;"&gt;ANY-way...About 3:45, Tiff &amp;amp; Talan showed up...with ice cream from the Jer-Zee, which just opened yesterday (!), &amp;amp; a big strawberry milkshake for me! I have the best daughter, did I ever tell you that?? Somebody raised her right...with the best grandson. I met his temper for the first time at about 4:30...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#006600;"&gt;...when the ice cream from his little cup was all gone...mind you, Talan never had ice cream before, but once he did...I im'd Kev last night &amp;amp; told him it's almost like Tif got my grandson hooked on crack, for heaven's sake! When she showed him the empty cup, and told him it was all gone, holee shit!! The boy's lungs exploded, his head did a couple 360's, he puked pea soup, tried to head butt Tif when she hugged him...I told Kev abt that, &amp;amp; he said, well thats something else he got from grandma...I'd never try to take ice cream from you...:-/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#006600;"&gt;      But eventually, he got over it, &amp;amp; we watched "Ellen", he LOVES that show!! :-D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#006600;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#006600;"&gt;      I got 'friended' on FB last week by a girl I knew in the 80's in Fostoria...we weren't close friends, but got along...holy crap, who DIDNT I get along with? If we were in the same bar, &amp;amp; drinking, we got along! I'm not an uptight person, probably TOO easygoing, but...anyway, she emld me &amp;amp; asked whats up, I told her about my grandson, &amp;amp; about Tif &amp;amp; her husband, &amp;amp; at the end I told her about how I have ms &amp;amp; can't walk, but that's only a small part of my life. She wrote back &amp;amp; said she was sorry, &amp;amp; I was always a strong person &amp;amp; a fighter. Wow...she has a picture of herself &amp;amp; her 10 yr old daughter, and, OMG, they look like twins!! Quite obviously, she was, well is, a lot younger than me!       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;Okay...it's gettin' late, &amp;amp; I wanna go to bed with my leftover pizza, &amp;amp; Tif's leftover cup of ice cream she left me in my bedroom freezer! And that book...which talks about how everybody in America is addicted to something now; spending money, eating, sex, video games, drinking, drugs...I kinda have to agree with her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#006600;"&gt;        BoUnCeS!!                 LibbY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-5034202250362523553?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/5034202250362523553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=5034202250362523553' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/5034202250362523553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/5034202250362523553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2011/02/yea-im-on-iv-steroids-every-day-til-fri.html' title='yea, i&apos;m on iv steroids every day til Fri, &amp; i&apos;ll be doing that once a month now....'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zm6YhZZIHR0/TV3Yyw6ZzWI/AAAAAAAACqE/ZSZx7gABcw4/s72-c/mr%2Bhandsome%2521%2521.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-4255317692462246141</id><published>2011-01-29T22:39:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T23:11:48.802-05:00</updated><title type='text'>history in the making....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TUTgsp5X9bI/AAAAAAAACpo/MNR0-mL9wrY/s1600/talan%2527s%2Bfirst%2Bbirthday%2Bparty%252C%2B1-22-2011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567822097102140850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TUTgsp5X9bI/AAAAAAAACpo/MNR0-mL9wrY/s320/talan%2527s%2Bfirst%2Bbirthday%2Bparty%252C%2B1-22-2011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TUTgsksy7iI/AAAAAAAACpg/b64BVTS7bDc/s1600/talan%2527s%2Bfirst%2Bbirthday%2Bcake.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567822095707205154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TUTgsksy7iI/AAAAAAAACpg/b64BVTS7bDc/s320/talan%2527s%2Bfirst%2Bbirthday%2Bcake.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#003333;"&gt;Egypt is a hot mess this weekend...I feel awful for the people that live there (82 million of them did you know there were that many?) I hafta wonder, if they get Mubarak out, who comes next? Hard-line Islamists?...errgghh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#003333;"&gt;Talan had a great first birthday party! And Tiff made his cake, which proves why she had the 6th best decorated cake in Ohio when she was in high school &amp;amp; in culinary arts! I love that girl! Well, yeah, her boy too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#003333;"&gt;     Well, I'm off again, I'm hooked on watching Egypt this weekend...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#003333;"&gt;          BoUnCeS!!                      LibbY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-4255317692462246141?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/4255317692462246141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=4255317692462246141' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/4255317692462246141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/4255317692462246141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2011/01/history-in-making.html' title='history in the making....'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TUTgsp5X9bI/AAAAAAAACpo/MNR0-mL9wrY/s72-c/talan%2527s%2Bfirst%2Bbirthday%2Bparty%252C%2B1-22-2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-1828739538405968808</id><published>2011-01-20T02:44:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T02:45:04.298-05:00</updated><title type='text'>when does spring get here??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#003333;"&gt;            Hey, I came back! I've just had a whole shit-ton of stuff to do, &amp;amp; I'm still falling behind! It's truly amazing how ms slows you down...especially when you used to be one of the fast walkers...not someone who meanders &amp;amp; 'moseys', y'know? I'm still totally &amp;amp; deeply in love with my apartment...&amp;amp; Truman, who is now healthy &amp;amp; getting back to his normal weight, 11 lbs, he even runs down the hall to my bedroom every night when I go to bed! And, he had lost so much weight in the first 2 months of living here, that I felt so bad for him, I used to have him on my lap in my electric wheelchair to take him back there. And I've never seen a cat with hipbones sticking up like his! But now he's back to normal, filled out &amp;amp; fluffy, &amp;amp; his skin is back to normal color, it doesn't have a yellow hue anymore! So I'm really glad that Kim &amp;amp; I went down the pet food aisle at the dollar store, cuz I don't think he would've gotten back to eating like this forever~! But that Fancy Feast appetizers is really great, it's not a can, it's a little plastic container with a paper lid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#003333;"&gt;          Okay, more big important news...my grandson is gonna be a year old Sat!! I can't even believe it already! Sheesh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#003333;"&gt;            It's almost 3 am, so I'm going to bed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#003333;"&gt;                   BoUnCeS!!               LibbY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-1828739538405968808?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/1828739538405968808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=1828739538405968808' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/1828739538405968808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/1828739538405968808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2011/01/when-does-spring-get-here.html' title='when does spring get here??'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-7060146396763535972</id><published>2010-12-01T02:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T02:52:21.492-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rabbit, rabbit!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TPX-UTkFuCI/AAAAAAAACpU/v0aCv7aYmls/s1600/lugging-baggage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545618140979116066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 305px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TPX-UTkFuCI/AAAAAAAACpU/v0aCv7aYmls/s320/lugging-baggage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TPX-RSclRNI/AAAAAAAACpM/oyJV7_6_xqE/s1600/3%2Bbunnies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545618089139586258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 96px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TPX-RSclRNI/AAAAAAAACpM/oyJV7_6_xqE/s320/3%2Bbunnies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Rabbit, rabbit!! (thanks, tlp, for the reminder!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;         BoUnCeS!!                                 LibbY!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-7060146396763535972?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/7060146396763535972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=7060146396763535972' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/7060146396763535972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/7060146396763535972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2010/12/rabbit-rabbit.html' title='Rabbit, rabbit!!'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TPX-UTkFuCI/AAAAAAAACpU/v0aCv7aYmls/s72-c/lugging-baggage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-4158311798371417</id><published>2010-11-19T03:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T03:07:53.975-05:00</updated><title type='text'>...# 800!! ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TOYFAEmyQAI/AAAAAAAACpE/NrSyozNZmo4/s1600/talan-gnome%2Bby%2Btree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541121890320531458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TOYFAEmyQAI/AAAAAAAACpE/NrSyozNZmo4/s320/talan-gnome%2Bby%2Btree.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TOYE_466XQI/AAAAAAAACo8/89K-lxR1704/s1600/baby%2Bgnome%2521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541121887183723778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TOYE_466XQI/AAAAAAAACo8/89K-lxR1704/s320/baby%2Bgnome%2521.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TOYE_gc_jAI/AAAAAAAACo0/wv_04pBFrAU/s1600/care%2Bbear.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541121880615783426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 90px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 90px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TOYE_gc_jAI/AAAAAAAACo0/wv_04pBFrAU/s320/care%2Bbear.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Eight hundred posts?? Day-ummmm...that's more commitment than I'll ever promise to another guy in the future!! lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;     I am so obsessed with Care Bears (still!)...and there must've been some magic dust in the air, and it brought this handsome little garden elf to life for awhile...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;       I've been on a total rollercoaster ride of emotions in the last couple weeks...and, you know, it really sucks. Drama that you get because of any physical problems is a lot harder to deal with than the emotional drama that is nothing. Emotional drama is kinda like walking down the sidewalk and having to step over a pile of dog poop. That stuff doesnt frustrate me, it's nothin'! But ya gotta figure, I was in the hospital for a couple days with 4 broken ribs in the last month...Truman just got home from being boarded at the vet's last week...and I'm trying everything to make him keep eating...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;        Kim &amp;amp; I went out most of the day today...to the bank, the dollar store...where we "made a spectacle of ourselves" (did your parents use that expression when you were young? lol!) We were going down a big middle aisle, and ended up getting into a swordfight in the middle...using plungers, of course! The store was ringing with "En garde!!" "Touche!!" And keep in mind, I'm in a wheelchair, and Kim's running &amp;amp; jumping all over the place! FUN! Went to a Rite Aid to get me what's called a transport chair...it's a super light wheelchair, it doesnt have big heavy wheels or anything. Then we drove by the house I grew up in, it's getting painted now, so it's a 3 story house half peeling yellow paint, the other half bright yellow! It'll be nice...someday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt; We also heard some songs on the radio that took us back to late 70s/early 80s...."Elvira...my heart is on fire...Elvira..." We also had a disagreement about the time that we were 16, she swears that we went to someone's house to get some stuff, &amp;amp; she swears that I made her wait outside cuz I was getting acid. Holy cow...I never would've made her wait outside! Sheesh~!! We talked about the time she peed out the window in the third story of that house...talk about making a spectacle of yourself...:-D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;       BoUnCeS!!                  LibbY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-4158311798371417?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/4158311798371417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=4158311798371417' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/4158311798371417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/4158311798371417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2010/11/800.html' title='...# 800!! ...'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TOYFAEmyQAI/AAAAAAAACpE/NrSyozNZmo4/s72-c/talan-gnome%2Bby%2Btree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-775886714553342244</id><published>2010-11-07T16:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T17:00:11.847-05:00</updated><title type='text'>...november...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TNb4GKbl8eI/AAAAAAAACos/Wxvpz9iTtqU/s1600/Christmas-Snoopy-Lights-Tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536885576661594594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 223px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TNb4GKbl8eI/AAAAAAAACos/Wxvpz9iTtqU/s320/Christmas-Snoopy-Lights-Tree.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;November?? Already??? And....no more daylight saving time???? Crap!! The only thing sadder would be the end of January!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;But...the coolest thing was that I was able to go to WalMart online &amp;amp; order some Christmas presents for Talan...just little toys I can keep here for when he's here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#006600;"&gt;We already got snow flurries here, but up by Cleveland, they got the 'lake effect' snow, and had 3 inches  of snow yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;My friend from school came over &amp;amp; took me out to grocery shop &amp;amp; go to the bank Friday, and we were out for about an hour &amp;amp; laughed &amp;amp; compared stories, since it HAS been since 30 years ago that we've even seen each other!! I totally freaked her out, though...I said, you grew up at XXX "this street", didn't you? She stopped the car &amp;amp; looked at me, and said "how'd you know that??" Well, really, I don't have a freakin' &lt;em&gt;clue &lt;/em&gt;as to how I remember numbers! But pretty much, once I know a number, I won't forget it! Seriously. I still remember every phone number I've ever had...most of my old boyfriends' #'s &amp;amp; birthdays...So, guys...be careful what you tell me...social security #s, etc...hahaha...I'm totally joking about that...I know how to keep my mouth shut...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;           BoUnCeS!!                        LibbY!&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-775886714553342244?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/775886714553342244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=775886714553342244' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/775886714553342244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/775886714553342244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2010/11/november.html' title='...november...'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TNb4GKbl8eI/AAAAAAAACos/Wxvpz9iTtqU/s72-c/Christmas-Snoopy-Lights-Tree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-8700327301710522948</id><published>2010-10-30T02:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T02:49:29.921-04:00</updated><title type='text'>random...that's my life now, i guess...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TMsA__2n6YI/AAAAAAAACok/ZCN1IGyiOYI/s1600/witch1.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533517666627086722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 65px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 65px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TMsA__2n6YI/AAAAAAAACok/ZCN1IGyiOYI/s320/witch1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TMsA_dn-Y2I/AAAAAAAACoc/NOb39l-xk08/s1600/dracbat.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533517657438839650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TMsA_dn-Y2I/AAAAAAAACoc/NOb39l-xk08/s320/dracbat.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TMsA_eW95UI/AAAAAAAACoU/xC4Mbf6e_jc/s1600/8_1_2%5B1%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533517657635939650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 24px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 29px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TMsA_eW95UI/AAAAAAAACoU/xC4Mbf6e_jc/s320/8_1_2%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993300;"&gt;Well, now I'm making it official, my life IS truly a whole shitload of random stuff that would never happen to anyone else!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993300;"&gt;Kim and I have been getting together as much as we can again, and that's good...I know exactly what she's going thru, but I have no answers for her, except "Life happens, you just need to know you CAN get through this, and you WILL!!" Because, obviously, for most people, life NEVER ends up going the way you always thought it would! And, that's what keeps it exciting...I guess...:-/. Yeah, it might be hard and suck at times, but, there's always a tomorrow, and usually there's something else to laugh about! And it's really important to understand you HAVE to be able to laugh at yourself too! Honestly, if you're too "high &amp;amp; mighty" (read 'elite' here) to laugh at yourself, I'd want nothing to do with you. Kim reminds me of this stuff every day! There was the time I'd asked her to bring over bathroom cleaning supplies, etc for me...she said okay, then half an hour later I hear a car door slam out front. I went to the front sliding glass door &amp;amp; opened it, and there's Kim, running across the parking lot, yelling "Dah-dah-dah-dah-dumm!! In the melody to Scrappy Doo, singing Puppy Power!! Oh. and waving a plunger in the air :-) How could you NOT laugh???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993300;"&gt;...last night's 'random' happened after trick or treating out here at the apartments...It was from 5 til 6:30, and Kim came here to pass out candy bars with me (mini ones), &amp;amp; there were probly 100 kids altogether, &amp;amp;, OMG, she had more fun than the kids! I didn't even think about it, but she's never been able to hand out candy before! She's always lived in the country since 8th grade! Anyway, we had fun...we were sitting there watching the parade of kids go by, and saw two kinda sleazy dressed girls go down the street, and we looked at each other, and Kim said "Holy shit, there's Libby &amp;amp; Kim!" lolol! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993300;"&gt;So, she left around 7, &amp;amp; I ordered dinner from the ok pizza &amp;amp; barbeque (their barbecue nachos are the best! regular nachos with barbecued shredded pork as the meat..mmmmmmmmmm!). So I was sitting here, lol'ing at Two &amp;amp; a half men, and thought I heard something outside the door. So what do I do? Well, I went over &amp;amp; opened the door. Nobody there...but then I looked down...&lt;em&gt;there was a freaking ANIMAL walking in my door!! &lt;/em&gt;At first I thought it was a rat or something, but it was white &amp;amp; furry &amp;amp; soft looking, &amp;amp; had a furry tail about 3 inches long, not a long hairless tail. Oh, and by the way...I was barefoot! So it waltzed its way on in here, while I just stupidly sat in my wheelchair. I finally woke up to this thing that I was actually seeing, &amp;amp; went over &amp;amp; got a phone, &amp;amp; called Kev...asked if he was busy, and if he wasn't, could he please come over &amp;amp; get this animal out of my house? It freaked him out a little too, especially since I didn't know what it was. He said when I said it had a little white tail...well, maybe it's a kitten...No...it has a triangle-shaped face...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993300;"&gt;Well, I left the front door open, &amp;amp; followed it around in here while it explored. It did make sure it stopped at Truman's food bowl for a snack, squeezed under the door to the pantry...when it started heading back to the bedrooms, I cut it off at the hallway, and started kicking it back to the front of the house...yes, kicking it in the face with bare feet...stoopid, but nothing happened. I finally got it close to the front door, gave it one last boot in the face to get it out, then shut the door!! WooHoo!! Then I listened, and it was frantically scratching to get back in!! wow. Just unbelievable! I heard Kev pull in a couple minutes later. He came in and asked where it was &amp;amp; I said I already got it out...he went out the sliding glass door, &amp;amp; around to the front door and looked and said "That's a ferret, someone's pet! No wonder it was so tame &amp;amp; friendly!" Never a dull moment here in my life, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-8700327301710522948?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/8700327301710522948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=8700327301710522948' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/8700327301710522948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/8700327301710522948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2010/10/randomthats-my-life-now-i-guess.html' title='random...that&apos;s my life now, i guess...'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TMsA__2n6YI/AAAAAAAACok/ZCN1IGyiOYI/s72-c/witch1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-5899840384891612213</id><published>2010-10-22T13:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T13:39:53.301-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Oct 22</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TMGxO50FI_I/AAAAAAAACoM/h2JodJnIbxg/s1600/100_1803.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530896686983226354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TMGxO50FI_I/AAAAAAAACoM/h2JodJnIbxg/s320/100_1803.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TMGxOnqhNoI/AAAAAAAACoE/Ua_qso2WXuI/s1600/100_1802.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530896682111284866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TMGxOnqhNoI/AAAAAAAACoE/Ua_qso2WXuI/s320/100_1802.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TMGxOVux3RI/AAAAAAAACn8/nt7EujsrhF0/s1600/100_1801.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530896677297315090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TMGxOVux3RI/AAAAAAAACn8/nt7EujsrhF0/s320/100_1801.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330033;"&gt;Okay, my last post was only about one thing I've had going on in the last couple weeks. Truman is still being boarded by the vet's office, he STILL will not eat!! He's not in the 'hospital', he's just being boarded so they can do the syringe/force feeding for me, he doesn't need medicine, just food &amp;amp; nutrients, through his digestive tract, to get it working again. Thank God he's not in the hospital...THAT would be major $$! Boarding is only $16/day, which adds up, but he's worth it to me. He's loved more than a lot of people in the world, for heaven's sake! Even the pizza guy last night came in &amp;amp; asked how he was right away! So, like I said, I'm looking at it taking a few weeks. He's not eating yet, but he is getting out of his cage out there and walking around...huh...kinda like being on vacation from me?? Flirting with Brooke &amp;amp; Courtney all day...meeting all kinds of new people...yeah....he's in 'his happy place'. I just called &amp;amp; talked to the receptionist &amp;amp; she said he's doing the same, they're feeding him twice a day, and he's got the run of the 'cat room' out there, they're hoping that if he gets up &amp;amp; gets some exercise, maybe that will get his appetite going...I'm going to ask Kev if he'll boil some chicken breast and take it out there, and they can try to feed him that...that's his favorite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#330033;"&gt;Honestly, with the way my life's been since I moved here, he's better off not being here, ya know? A couple weeks ago, I was in the bathroom, going past the tub...lost my balance, and fell on the side of the tub on my ribs. Kev was here, picking Tru up to take him back to the clinic, thank goodness. I hurt, but, when you fall or get a bruise, you hurt, you know? So he got me set up on the couch with an ice pack &amp;amp; aspirin, &amp;amp; I figured I'd be okay...about an hour later I called 911, cuz it still hurt even worse than giving birth with no pain meds (yeah, been there, done that too...epidurals weren't around back then, &amp;amp; I didn't want to hurt the baby), and they took me to the hospital, xrayed me, I called Kev &amp;amp; Tif, &amp;amp; I was admitted because I had 2 or 3 broken ribs...So I spent 2 nights in the hospital! Now I'm on vico-prin after seeing the pain dr! He's neat! Kev &amp;amp; Tif took me in to see him after I got out of the hospital a couple days later (my gp told me to go to him). Anyway, he's the only dr I've ever met that was wearing jeans! (&amp;amp; cute, too!). So, basically, that's what I've been doing while I was gone, and thank God for Tif &amp;amp; Kev, they've been coming out to make sure I'm ok, Kev's put my new bookcases &amp;amp; desk together, &amp;amp; my friends from going out have been calling &amp;amp; coming over &amp;amp; saying I need to heal up so I can go out and laugh with them again! Okay, this is just a small taste of my life lately :-/...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#330033;"&gt;    BoUnCeS!!             LibbY!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-5899840384891612213?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/5899840384891612213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=5899840384891612213' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/5899840384891612213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/5899840384891612213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2010/10/friday-oct-22.html' title='Friday Oct 22'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TMGxO50FI_I/AAAAAAAACoM/h2JodJnIbxg/s72-c/100_1803.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-7961475151868028361</id><published>2010-10-21T17:07:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T17:39:58.665-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday, October 21</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#003333;"&gt;Hey, I'm back! Worn out and weary, but I'm here...I feel like I've been in a blender and survived...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#003333;"&gt;       Doris, just in case you stop by, I did have the hospital's sw come over &amp;amp; she and Tif &amp;amp; I did all my advance directives &amp;amp; living will &amp;amp; everything! So it's here &amp;amp; done, &amp;amp; I feel better...thank you for the extra nudge!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-7961475151868028361?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/7961475151868028361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=7961475151868028361' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/7961475151868028361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/7961475151868028361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2010/10/thursday-october-21.html' title='Thursday, October 21'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-6510838140073101707</id><published>2010-10-06T12:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T14:37:45.440-04:00</updated><title type='text'>lipidosis...(please pray for Truman?)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;         Got what the problem is...&lt;a href="http://cats.about.com/cs/healthissues/a/fatty_liver.htm"&gt;lipidosis...or fatty liver disease&lt;/a&gt; in a cat. The article describes exactly what happened to Truman, to a T!&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt; So, it seems like the kickoff factor was the stress moving here...(cats &lt;em&gt;really &lt;/em&gt;ARE homebodies, it seems!). But it kept on as an anorexic-type disease. He needs to start eating again &amp;amp; getting all his vitamins, and the only way to cure this disease is to syringe/force feed him, so he gets used to digesting food through his body &amp;amp; liver again. Because it seems to me (maybe I'm wrong), that he's just living off the fat in his body, that has no nutrients left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;All I know is it's awful! Thank you, God, it's not cancer...and is curable with diet &amp;amp; force-feeding for a few weeks, but that's the point I'm at with him now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;       I thought at first I was going to be able to do the syringe-feeding myself here at home, but, after trying last night, there's absolutely no way I can...it's not that he's fighting me so hard, I just don't have the physical ability &amp;amp; stamina...Truman doesn't have the strength to actually &lt;em&gt;fight &lt;/em&gt;with me...he's so weak he has a hard time jumping up on my bed...I watched him try last night &amp;amp; he hit the side of the bed &amp;amp; had to struggle up. :-( So, I have a call in to the vet's office to ask if I could board him there so he could get fed, or even keep him in the hospital there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;          We are a pitiful looking couple, for sure...(yeah, me &amp;amp; Truman!). He's lost so much weight he's like a bag of bones (stick kitty!). He's having trrouble keeping his balance and walking and all that, so I've been putting him on my lap when I go to the bedroom to go to bed, taking my hoveround-type wheelchair, so we BOTH ride! And then I put him over on the bed, and I crawl in with him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;       Okay, I need to go eat, before I get fatty-liver disease too! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-6510838140073101707?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/6510838140073101707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=6510838140073101707' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/6510838140073101707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/6510838140073101707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2010/10/lipidosisplease-pray-for-truman.html' title='lipidosis...(please pray for Truman?)'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-16745731642820529</id><published>2010-09-29T23:26:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T00:55:29.071-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tif's gonna be 27 Saturday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TKQEYsIyGuI/AAAAAAAACn0/CsTcZyS8MVI/s1600/grim_reaper_slashing_md_wht.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522543865274440418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 80px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TKQEYsIyGuI/AAAAAAAACn0/CsTcZyS8MVI/s320/grim_reaper_slashing_md_wht.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TKQEYgLdFuI/AAAAAAAACns/J4rKPSWNdqs/s1600/killer_peeping_window_md_wht.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522543862064420578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 83px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TKQEYgLdFuI/AAAAAAAACns/J4rKPSWNdqs/s320/killer_peeping_window_md_wht.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;      &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's almost October!!! Yah-hoo!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;    &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Well, Truman's still at Dr Y's. His liver was biopsied yesterday, but they don't have the results back yet. I talked to Dr Y at 4:45 pm, and asked him how's Trumie, &amp;amp; if he was eating yet...he is one of the nicest &amp;amp; most understanding people I know. He said, no, he still won't eat, they're having to syringe-feed him. And then he said the results may not be in until Monday! I kinda groaned, and asked if it would be ok if I left him there til the results were back, just because I'm having a pretty big ms relapse, and I can't hold Truman with one hand, and feed him with the other at the same time...shit, I have a hard time eating myself, when I feel like this!...ugggghhhh....but he was all, "That's fine! Don't worry about it!" It's probly gonna cost, but he's with people I trust, &amp;amp; that makes it worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;            And my pretty little baby Tiffany will be 27 Oct 2...wow...where did the time go? Now she's a great enthusiastic mommy too! And in college to be a labor &amp;amp; delivery room nurse! She'll be the best at it, cuz she's very empathetic. I know I was very blessed to have her. But I'll never forget taking her up to Findlay to be babysat by my friend in the summer of '94 when I worked up there...Driving up was nice, I listened to WJR talk radio, &amp;amp; after about half an hour of extra sleep, Tif would wake up &amp;amp; tell me all the dreams she'd had the night before...they were always interesting...especially the one where she had been being chased around by a giant injection needle! Then every evening when we came back to Marion after I worked all day at the store up there, she told me about the fun she had with Kris's kids. When we drove in from 23, at that time, there was a farm (right across from where my apartment is!), and there were always cows out by the fence...Tif always rolled her window down and yelled "MOO!!" at them...great times!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;               Happy Birthday, Tiffany! I love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;               BoUnCeS!!               LibbY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-16745731642820529?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/16745731642820529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=16745731642820529' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/16745731642820529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/16745731642820529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2010/09/tifs-gonna-be-27-saturday.html' title='Tif&apos;s gonna be 27 Saturday!'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TKQEYsIyGuI/AAAAAAAACn0/CsTcZyS8MVI/s72-c/grim_reaper_slashing_md_wht.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-4137366717664789853</id><published>2010-09-25T01:16:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T02:51:48.333-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Truman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TJ2HSLplwXI/AAAAAAAACnk/a9aQQtJEbQY/s1600/100_1832.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520717464660722034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TJ2HSLplwXI/AAAAAAAACnk/a9aQQtJEbQY/s320/100_1832.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TJ2HR_Nl74I/AAAAAAAACnc/qykLsctffcw/s1600/100_1831.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520717461322067842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TJ2HR_Nl74I/AAAAAAAACnc/qykLsctffcw/s320/100_1831.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TJ2HRkfXvfI/AAAAAAAACnU/arueGd04VSc/s1600/100_1830.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520717454148877810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TJ2HRkfXvfI/AAAAAAAACnU/arueGd04VSc/s320/100_1830.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TJ2HRWzuoVI/AAAAAAAACnM/KQ8myFygi_Y/s1600/100_1829.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520717450476167506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TJ2HRWzuoVI/AAAAAAAACnM/KQ8myFygi_Y/s320/100_1829.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This has been the worst week of poor Truman's life. Kev took him to the vet Tuesday, cuz he hasn't eaten anything since we moved here August 13th (Friday, remember?). So, he was found to be dehydrated, and got the iv started around noon Tuesday, and he's had it in since then...and, no, he didn't get to come home until today. They've been doing every test under the sun, all kinds of blood tests, x-rays and everything. I went in Wednesday to visit him, he just looked so sad &amp;amp; pitiful, laying in the vet's office with an iv hanging out of his arm. oh, he is a cat, I guess its his front paw. But he did stand up and lick my hand, give me a 'head-butt'. I think he got his xrays Wednesday, and the blood test results back that day. There was nothing wrong in any of them; kidney, thyroid, liver all were good, except that he has a "fatty liver" :-/ The dr said that his skin is yellowish under his fur, but the blood doesn't show anything wrong with his liver, but, he's on antibiotics for a few weeks. So he's home now, but if he doesn't start eating, I have to get him back to the vet for a liver biopsy. Also, his abdomen was mri'd yesterday...nothin'! Actually, it's good news on the face of it, but the vet can't figure out what the hell it is! When Tif saw him here last week before he went to the vet, and she said he was so skinny, he looked like an alley cat! And if he doesn't eat on his own, I'm going to have to syringe-feed him! Kev bought some chicken breast &amp;amp; boiled it &amp;amp; left some here in bite-size pieces, but Tru's not having anything to do with it, he just glanced at it as he walked by the dish. aaaaaaaaaaauuuuuuuuuuugggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#003333;"&gt;i went to see my ms dr today, good appointment, she's gonna let me do 3 days of iv steroids followed by 10 days of prednisone again...woohoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#003333;"&gt;Okay, I'm tired, and Truman already went to bed, so I'll go see if he left me any room:-/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#003333;"&gt;BoUnCeS!! LibbY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-4137366717664789853?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/4137366717664789853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=4137366717664789853' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/4137366717664789853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/4137366717664789853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2010/09/truman.html' title='Truman'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TJ2HSLplwXI/AAAAAAAACnk/a9aQQtJEbQY/s72-c/100_1832.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-8421626432534835022</id><published>2010-09-18T23:20:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T23:31:47.179-04:00</updated><title type='text'>saturday, sept 18, a week later...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TJUarr6mtII/AAAAAAAACnE/IuEc67DRyLc/s1600/100_1828.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518346256237638786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TJUarr6mtII/AAAAAAAACnE/IuEc67DRyLc/s320/100_1828.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TJUard4HwAI/AAAAAAAACm8/9aCKYV8nGJg/s1600/100_1827.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518346252469125122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TJUard4HwAI/AAAAAAAACm8/9aCKYV8nGJg/s320/100_1827.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TJUaqlfXeAI/AAAAAAAACm0/5DPVfhfkixA/s1600/100_1826.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518346237332912130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TJUaqlfXeAI/AAAAAAAACm0/5DPVfhfkixA/s320/100_1826.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I had fun last night...a friend from high school called me around 9, &amp;amp; asked what I was doing last night...I said...well, reading, watching tv, eating leftover pizza, mac &amp;amp; cheese, etc....Sheri, "no, you're going out drinking with me &amp;amp; Bounce"...hahaha! They came over about an hour later, &amp;amp; we went out just to, the American Legion...for the karaoke, for heaven's sake!! Not to sing, just to watch &amp;amp; laugh, &amp;amp; bs with each other! And that was great! Especially cuz we werent close in high school, we knew each other, talked sometimes, but that was pretty much it. Well, except for the time in tenth grade that Bounce kicked my ass, across the street from the school...that was actually the one &amp;amp; only fistfight Ive ever been in! And, yes, she kicked my ass well &amp;amp; soundly *hanging head in shame*...I don't even remember why it was, but I'm sure that my smartass mouth had a bit to do with it...Holy cow, I was only 15, for heaven's sake!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;She &amp;amp; Sheri were friends then, so I mostly listened &amp;amp; laughed last night! Bounce doesn't drink, but she's exactly the way I used to be in the 80's, no inhibitions, say &amp;amp; do anything. Sheri &amp;amp; I were saying 'Thank God she doesn't get drunk!' ;-) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Since we took my regular wheelchair last night (easiest to get in and out of a car), it's good that the Legion had a seat on the back stairs to the basement that I could sit on &amp;amp; ride down the stairs. So,Bounce picked me up out of my w/c and sat me on the seat, &amp;amp; buckled the velcro belt around me, and then said the standard line that everybody around here knows from Cedar Point...keep your hands and feet inside the ride...stay completely seated until the ride comes to a complete and final stop...enjoy your day at Cedar Point! hahaha! How could you not know that you were in for fun that night??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;By the way, that one picture up there is the one that I got in the little tickets they have like lottery tickets..I didn't win $$, but I got a ticket with 1983 on it, and to us, that was a good sign...that's when we graduated high school! And, yes, I did drink last night, but not drunk...a screwdriver &amp;amp; a Bud Lite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Geez, it's been WAY too long since I went out with my friends, not just someone else's friends or family! And we've already got together on FB &amp;amp; one of our guy friends from school wants to come next Thursday, when we're going to an actual bar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I did glean some informative tidbits from the night...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;If you're just sitting there, listening to the music, and not talking, the drunk guy next to you is going to invariably put his arm around you and pull you close, yelling, "What's wrong? " over and over...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;It was definitely neat to go to the American Legion-to listen to people doing karaoke, instead of to a dance club, now that I'm in a w/c...good friends are more important than you realize sometimes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sheri was laughing&lt;em&gt; really hard&lt;/em&gt; at the guy trying to hit on me...or laughing at the looks I was giving her... :-/...She said, 'Well, we're not teenagers anymore...'..I said 'That's why we're here at the Legion...looking for sugar daddies, right?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;BoUnCeS!! LibbY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-8421626432534835022?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/8421626432534835022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=8421626432534835022' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/8421626432534835022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/8421626432534835022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2010/09/saturday-sept-18-week-later.html' title='saturday, sept 18, a week later...'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TJUarr6mtII/AAAAAAAACnE/IuEc67DRyLc/s72-c/100_1828.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-8959174911946033959</id><published>2010-09-12T01:13:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T16:12:07.108-04:00</updated><title type='text'>sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TIxjsEpKOnI/AAAAAAAACms/0bNH-P3-Jrw/s1600/100_1825.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515893252433787506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TIxjsEpKOnI/AAAAAAAACms/0bNH-P3-Jrw/s320/100_1825.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TIxjrtKnOPI/AAAAAAAACmk/DG0HEySGTB4/s1600/100_1820.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515893246131648754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TIxjrtKnOPI/AAAAAAAACmk/DG0HEySGTB4/s320/100_1820.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TIxjrCNbbwI/AAAAAAAACmc/ZV9lKxcb2ds/s1600/100_1819.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515893234600734466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TIxjrCNbbwI/AAAAAAAACmc/ZV9lKxcb2ds/s320/100_1819.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#330099;"&gt;The picture at the top is out my bedroom door to the hallway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#330099;"&gt;The teeny little skinny door is a pantry in the kitchen behind the refrigerator....And the last is Mr Truman, thinking he can blend in &amp;amp; hide in the arm of the loveseat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#330099;"&gt;Most of the last few days I've been kinda hanging out in here, just looking at all the stuff I've found that I had &amp;amp; didnt know I had...of course, books I forgot about, &amp;amp; a big "Happy Mother's Day" sign on wood that she &amp;amp; Kev made out in the garage, where his woodworking tools were...it's a funky shaped piece of wood that Tif glued about 10 pix of herself to it from then (maybe she was 6 or 7?). &amp;amp; my old baby book, which has about ten bajillian cards in it, from people I've never heard of! Cuz at the time I came along, Mom &amp;amp; Dad &amp;amp; Bro &amp;amp; the older one lived in Dearborn, MI, and Dad was in purchasing at Ford (Mom was originally his secretary (yeah, ok, I know, it sounds like the beginning of a bad dirty joke...), but lay off it! They were great people! Then Dad transferred to Marion to be in purchasing at Eaton. Oh, and I just heard on the news the other night that Whirlpool is doing a lot of hiring lately...wow, that's really cool! I remember when I was about 3 or 4, Mom's best friend here in town was telling her she had to go &amp;amp; pick her husband up at work. So, me being me, I broke in &amp;amp; said "Where does he work?"...that got me a few chuckles. Mrs G said "Whirlpool"...I nodded solemnly, and said..."Oh, I see...is he a lifesaver?" Now I don't have to explain where the precociousness comes from, do I?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BoUnCeS!! LibbY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-8959174911946033959?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/8959174911946033959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=8959174911946033959' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/8959174911946033959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/8959174911946033959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2010/09/sunday.html' title='sunday'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TIxjsEpKOnI/AAAAAAAACms/0bNH-P3-Jrw/s72-c/100_1825.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-7607047125848229262</id><published>2010-09-04T02:21:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T03:14:48.152-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Labor Day weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TIHmg-e1bvI/AAAAAAAACmM/vGE3yGjC8dw/s1600/100_1817.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512940873080729330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TIHmg-e1bvI/AAAAAAAACmM/vGE3yGjC8dw/s320/100_1817.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TIHmgcbNvII/AAAAAAAACmE/xHu_yQLIUqw/s1600/100_1816.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512940863938739330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TIHmgcbNvII/AAAAAAAACmE/xHu_yQLIUqw/s320/100_1816.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;   &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;Truman is still familiarizing himself with all the different places he can get to in here! And, if you'll notice on the picture where he's all stretched out, he's maybe retaining his 'boyish figure'...after all, he's only eaten maybe half a bowl of food since we moved here! Of course, there are quite a few spiders here, so maybe he's snacking on those? Naaahhhhh, they're big &amp;amp; so scary I saw one turn around &amp;amp; look at him, and he turned around and ran! That's okay, I got it for him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;           Seriously, when Tif &amp;amp; Talan were here the other day, I was in the living room with Talan, watching him crawl for the first time ever!!, Tif was in the kitchen getting a cream soda pop, &amp;amp; I faintly recall hearing her say "Dear God, that's the biggest spider I EVER saw!" If I hadn't been all gaga over Talan crawling, I might've paid more attention!! Duhhhh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;         And I'm happy as heck that a guy came from the phone company today (Frontier phone co)...he hooked service up outside at the main line, then came in &amp;amp; checked all my phones to make sure they all worked. Yeah, he was eye candy too, and that didn't hurt any...hehe...we actually had a nice conversation about our favorite ice cream flavors...seeing as how I felt I had to give a perfunctory explanation of why I had a second refrigerator in my bedroom (he was checking the phones, you dirty minded people!)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;         Well, my neighbor from across the street from my old house sent me a FB message today...he's moving in here, 2 apartments down! That's funny! I'll be able to be a neighbor without him having to shovel my sidewalk &amp;amp; take my trash out &amp;amp; everything! And Truman's gonna love having his old friend come over to pet him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;       The apartment management is going to install shower bars in each bathroom next week. WooHoo! And I got my first piece of mail addressed to me at this address today. The squeeze bottle of honey I ordered from Mayden the beekeeper! I take that as a big sign of good luck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;             BoUnCeS!!               LibbY!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-7607047125848229262?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/7607047125848229262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=7607047125848229262' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/7607047125848229262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/7607047125848229262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2010/09/labor-day-weekend.html' title='Labor Day weekend'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TIHmg-e1bvI/AAAAAAAACmM/vGE3yGjC8dw/s72-c/100_1817.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-7994711286565477035</id><published>2010-09-01T16:59:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T17:02:25.747-04:00</updated><title type='text'>September 1st, 2001</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TH6_ArUyWsI/AAAAAAAACl8/DeqD1ZPtOJA/s1600/kelsey%27s+bunny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512053012298881730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TH6_ArUyWsI/AAAAAAAACl8/DeqD1ZPtOJA/s320/kelsey%27s+bunny.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;       &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;          &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330099;"&gt;RABBIT, RABBIT!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-7994711286565477035?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/7994711286565477035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=7994711286565477035' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/7994711286565477035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/7994711286565477035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2010/09/september-1st-2001.html' title='September 1st, 2001'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TH6_ArUyWsI/AAAAAAAACl8/DeqD1ZPtOJA/s72-c/kelsey%27s+bunny.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-1761397172974235262</id><published>2010-08-28T02:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T02:44:43.414-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday night!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/THiiVNgsXxI/AAAAAAAACl0/o2vVMglQyW0/s1600/100_1810.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510332629375541010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/THiiVNgsXxI/AAAAAAAACl0/o2vVMglQyW0/s320/100_1810.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/THiiU3VYa5I/AAAAAAAACls/qpuPD4HxeQ8/s1600/100_1813.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510332623422516114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/THiiU3VYa5I/AAAAAAAACls/qpuPD4HxeQ8/s320/100_1813.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/THiiUBQa8II/AAAAAAAAClk/XmbIcRUf-0o/s1600/100_1814.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510332608906195074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/THiiUBQa8II/AAAAAAAAClk/XmbIcRUf-0o/s320/100_1814.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/THiiTpqizWI/AAAAAAAAClc/YegLMdIsPXg/s1600/talan+%26+mommie!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510332602573311330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 215px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 161px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/THiiTpqizWI/AAAAAAAAClc/YegLMdIsPXg/s320/talan+%26+mommie!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;            &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;How the heck can my kitchen look sloppy &amp;amp; messy when I haven't even &lt;em&gt;USED &lt;/em&gt;it yet, except to get mugs of ice water, for heaven's sake?? The big lighthouse at the top is something I bought about 18 years ago &amp;amp; had no place to put it but on my front porch...I must admit, it looks &amp;amp; feels at home here. (kinda like I do...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;           Well, everything's out of the house now, &amp;amp; Tiff's having a garage sale tomorrow *fingers crossed for a lot of $$$*!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;         I don't get my home phone turned on here until next Friday, because there was a f*up with my order, and since there's never been phone service in this apartment before (whoever lived here before probly had cell instead), the phone company has to come to the building to connect it. There's already phone jacks here everywhere, so that's no problem. But I'll be okay, anyway...I have my cell phone that I've had forever for emergencies, like if I was out on my scooter &amp;amp; got the wheels stuck or something...anyway, I just started paying more attention to the screen, &amp;amp; it says I have about 555 minutes on it! So, heck, there's no problem there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;             I got up today at noon...Truman didn't drag his lazy ass out here until about 4, cuz I realized he hadn't even come out here when Tif had the baby over here for a few hours. I got all worried and stuff &amp;amp; went back to my room to look for him. He was laying on the bed (still!), and rolled over on his back &amp;amp; stretched to look up at me as if to say "Yes?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;          All righty then...I have a headache, so gotta go get a migraine pill &amp;amp; a couple excedrins (&amp;amp; yes, they're meant to be taken at the same time!). G'night!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;             BoUnCeS!!             LibbY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-1761397172974235262?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/1761397172974235262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=1761397172974235262' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/1761397172974235262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/1761397172974235262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2010/08/friday-night.html' title='Friday night!'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/THiiVNgsXxI/AAAAAAAACl0/o2vVMglQyW0/s72-c/100_1810.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-7002609255714621476</id><published>2010-08-26T00:35:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T01:26:20.009-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday, August 25, 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/THXSKf4DfJI/AAAAAAAAClU/iio0sB0uwV0/s1600/100_1807.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509540796954803346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/THXSKf4DfJI/AAAAAAAAClU/iio0sB0uwV0/s320/100_1807.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/THXSJ0Lx4UI/AAAAAAAAClM/EBcfCuQmaKc/s1600/100_1805.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509540785226375490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/THXSJ0Lx4UI/AAAAAAAAClM/EBcfCuQmaKc/s320/100_1805.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/THXSJqvhJQI/AAAAAAAAClE/SZ276vHwDwg/s1600/100_1804.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509540782691919106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/THXSJqvhJQI/AAAAAAAAClE/SZ276vHwDwg/s320/100_1804.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;This is exactly how far I am as far as unpacking my books :-/. But, I &lt;em&gt;knew &lt;/em&gt;this was gonna happen...the first old, obscure book I dug out a day before I moved here was a Stephen King "From A Buick 8"...very good!! I'm still reading it. But I read fast...I started it last Wednesday night, &amp;amp; now I'm on pg 350. It'll be done before I go to sleep tonight. All those totes &amp;amp; cardboard boxes are absolutely full of my books. Kev &amp;amp; Tif were over at the house getting the last stuff in the attic, and Kev said "She is just like you...I found a box of books up there from when you were little, showed them to her, and she squealed like a little girl!" ...Hmmmm....need I remind him &lt;em&gt;she IS a little girl!! &lt;/em&gt;Well, I guess she is 26, but, she'll always be Mommy's little girl! :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;We took Talan for a walk in his stroller up to the office, and around the whole place. This place is enormous!! I'll go out on my scooter by myself someday, and I'll get lost &amp;amp; be having to call 911! We ran into a lot of people that remember Tif from when she worked in the office. So now I know some people...one woman is a twin, whose sister lives on a different street out here. And the one I met is Debbie, her twin sister is Debra. I went to school with twin guys named Willie &amp;amp; William! I came up with a funny nickname for Talan today..we were in the sun, &amp;amp; his hair was so red, I just called him Sunkist...but I won't anymore, that was a one-time thing! But it was funny....but if I ever hear any kid ever call him that, I'll take that kid out!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;BoUnCeS!! LibbY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-7002609255714621476?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/7002609255714621476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=7002609255714621476' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/7002609255714621476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/7002609255714621476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2010/08/wednesday-august-25-2010.html' title='Wednesday, August 25, 2010'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/THXSKf4DfJI/AAAAAAAAClU/iio0sB0uwV0/s72-c/100_1807.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-7838061630805173792</id><published>2010-08-23T18:15:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T19:18:21.128-04:00</updated><title type='text'>well, most of my stuff is here...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/THL0Y16D7iI/AAAAAAAACk8/Y8-ZvkWZXGs/s1600/100_1809.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508734001852182050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/THL0Y16D7iI/AAAAAAAACk8/Y8-ZvkWZXGs/s320/100_1809.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/THL0Yqvfe2I/AAAAAAAACk0/Ys-FJ3WU-ws/s1600/100_1808.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508733998855060322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/THL0Yqvfe2I/AAAAAAAACk0/Ys-FJ3WU-ws/s320/100_1808.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/THL0YJ1xxPI/AAAAAAAACks/AE_n0erAlt4/s1600/100_1803.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508733990023054578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/THL0YJ1xxPI/AAAAAAAACks/AE_n0erAlt4/s320/100_1803.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/THL0X1DikvI/AAAAAAAACkk/YbRhnwWMuH0/s1600/100_1801.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508733984443634418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/THL0X1DikvI/AAAAAAAACkk/YbRhnwWMuH0/s320/100_1801.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#003333;"&gt;Bottom right is the view out my bedroom sliding glass door..bottom left is my big bedroom closet through the 'master' bathroom, on top is the hutch from Mom &amp;amp; Dad's, and the clocks on the left are the two I ordered from &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/autumnforesthaunted"&gt;Autumnforest's etsy shop&lt;/a&gt;, I &lt;em&gt;thought &lt;/em&gt;the one with the green would be a great match for the wall over the hutch! And the other one is my haunted cemetery cloock, for the bedroom. So it's all starting to come together ...in my mind, anyway...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#003333;"&gt;I still don't have my phone connected...it was supposed to be last Thursday, but...oh well, my electric was on when they said it would be, my dish tv was on the day they said...out of the three, I'd rather go without phone than the other two!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#003333;"&gt;Kim came over last night for awhile. She goes to an attorney today cuz her husband left her after a 24 yr marriage, &amp;amp; 3 kids...WTF's with guys?...well, I guess women do it too...the difference is that I'd have some shame...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#003333;"&gt;I pulled the same shit on her last night that I did when we were 16 &amp;amp; riding around town one night in my car. She was in the bathroom p'ng, &amp;amp; I turned the light on...&amp;amp; the blinds were all the way open!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#003333;"&gt;Cuz when we were 16, we stopped by some woods, so she could p...I was still in the driver's seat, and while she was in the middle of that I turned the headlights on &amp;amp; started honking!! And she's still my friend!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#003333;"&gt;             BoUnCeS!!              LibbY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-7838061630805173792?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/7838061630805173792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=7838061630805173792' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/7838061630805173792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/7838061630805173792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2010/08/well-most-of-my-stuff-is-here.html' title='well, most of my stuff is here...'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/THL0Y16D7iI/AAAAAAAACk8/Y8-ZvkWZXGs/s72-c/100_1809.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-7113795930701336586</id><published>2010-08-18T21:32:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T00:32:29.197-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Home anew, jiggety-jig!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TGyw9iib0qI/AAAAAAAACkc/h_p4_URHqRo/s1600/100_1797.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506971015657018018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TGyw9iib0qI/AAAAAAAACkc/h_p4_URHqRo/s320/100_1797.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TGyOrI_WDsI/AAAAAAAACkU/uTFE5T1epGI/s1600/100_1789.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506933316165963458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TGyOrI_WDsI/AAAAAAAACkU/uTFE5T1epGI/s320/100_1789.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TGyOqis9qFI/AAAAAAAACkM/UCdU3ErppiU/s1600/100_1788.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506933305888319570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TGyOqis9qFI/AAAAAAAACkM/UCdU3ErppiU/s320/100_1788.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TGyOqDwcyaI/AAAAAAAACkE/JUw-XlXQc9Y/s1600/100_1787.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506933297581443490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TGyOqDwcyaI/AAAAAAAACkE/JUw-XlXQc9Y/s320/100_1787.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000066;"&gt;Lemme ask ya...is this not the single woman's perfect bedroom?? A big queen-sized bed (that I sleep diagonally across!). This is totally the best decision I ever made!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000066;"&gt;So, besides the bed, and the book of true ghost stories, a flat-screen tv, with the sliding glass door to the back pond and fountain. then there's the masterpiece...my refrigerator/freezer...Cora lol'd like crazy when I told her why I wanted it there...humph! It's just for practical purposes...like, what if I wake up at 3am &amp;amp; NEED some ice cream, for heaven's sake?? Seriously, this apartment is so long it's incredible. Truman's cowering, well, at first he was under my bed, then he got up into the inside of the box spring, so he's REALLY well-hidden!! lol! Now after today, he's getting a lot braver. Walking around, nosing into everything...being a happy cat again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000066;"&gt;        Oh, speaking of ice cream (weren't we? or was I just thinking in a loud voice??)...Tif &amp;amp; Talan &amp;amp; I were sitting on the couch today, and we heard music...The ice cream van goes around here in the apartments!! Time for bed...g'nite!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000066;"&gt;          BoUnCeS!!              LibbY!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-7113795930701336586?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/7113795930701336586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=7113795930701336586' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/7113795930701336586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/7113795930701336586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2010/08/home-anew-jiggety-jig.html' title='Home anew, jiggety-jig!'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TGyw9iib0qI/AAAAAAAACkc/h_p4_URHqRo/s72-c/100_1797.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-3666840718440449162</id><published>2010-08-16T23:55:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T00:03:40.496-04:00</updated><title type='text'>about 12 hours to go...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TGoAn9zczBI/AAAAAAAACj8/GmzlScWWYuU/s1600/2Bedroom+(19).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506214181019110418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TGoAn9zczBI/AAAAAAAACj8/GmzlScWWYuU/s320/2Bedroom+(19).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TGoAni_BslI/AAAAAAAACj0/zllg7XQWG0A/s1600/2Bedroom+(18).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506214173819908690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TGoAni_BslI/AAAAAAAACj0/zllg7XQWG0A/s320/2Bedroom+(18).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TGoAnJ8PRqI/AAAAAAAACjs/ldF2RRo2W34/s1600/2Bedroom+(8).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506214167097329314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TGoAnJ8PRqI/AAAAAAAACjs/ldF2RRo2W34/s320/2Bedroom+(8).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330033;"&gt;Yay!!! Kevin &amp;amp; Tiff &amp;amp; Kev's mom were here all day packing my stuff up, &amp;amp; I was able to pick out a lot of old clothes for the yard sale/garage sale she's gonna have in a couple weeks..but no, there will be no books for sale. They're all packed up &amp;amp; ready to go with me! Everybody's been helping &amp;amp; mostly doing it all for me...I feel like I'm totally worthless, &amp;amp; it really bites, but...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#330033;"&gt;The two pictures at the top are of my new bedroom, and the other is the closet under the steps to the second floor apartments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#330033;"&gt;And if I'm not on here much for awhile, it's because I'll be reading...Kevin &amp;amp; Tif packed all the books I have downstairs &amp;amp; up...they took about 6+big totes...I asked Kev if I actually had a thousand books, &amp;amp; he said&lt;br /&gt;"Oh yeah...". So I'll be doing a lot of re-reading...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#330033;"&gt;Kim already knows I want her help to put stuff away &amp;amp; decorate, and she's looking forward to that...and she's good at that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#330033;"&gt;Well, I better get to bed, the movers are gonna be at Tif's tomorrow at 8:30 am to get the stuff that's over there from Mom &amp;amp; Dad's, then they're coming here for everything else...so, good-bye house!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-3666840718440449162?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/3666840718440449162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=3666840718440449162' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/3666840718440449162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/3666840718440449162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2010/08/about-12-hours-to-go.html' title='about 12 hours to go...'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TGoAn9zczBI/AAAAAAAACj8/GmzlScWWYuU/s72-c/2Bedroom+(19).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-7534087013407285325</id><published>2010-08-14T21:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T21:59:44.759-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday the 14th!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TGcogK84UpI/AAAAAAAACjk/dIQCf2Y5Y80/s1600/2Bedroom+(6).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505413602644349586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TGcogK84UpI/AAAAAAAACjk/dIQCf2Y5Y80/s320/2Bedroom+(6).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TGcof4BQqnI/AAAAAAAACjc/L3T4yX_zjIY/s1600/2Bedroom+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505413597562448498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TGcof4BQqnI/AAAAAAAACjc/L3T4yX_zjIY/s320/2Bedroom+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#003333;"&gt;             Holy crap...it's real, and it's MINE! The picture on the left is the kitchen (duh), &amp;amp; I'm glad it's small...I'm not exactly Wonder Woman in the kitchen...unless you want a big bowl of ice cream! And I'm standing in front pf the front door...straight across is the sliding glass door to the front. I'm singin' "Weeweewee" all the way home! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#003333;"&gt;        Tiff &amp;amp; Talan went with me to sign the lease yesterday, and go through it again...the carpet is brand new, was just done in the last couple weeks...(kinda gotta wonder why? was there a murder or something? lol! and it was just painted...hmmm). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#003333;"&gt;        I get new phone service Tuesday, a landline, which is exactly what I wanted...and it's with Frontier, who bought Verizon in this area &amp;amp; it's under $50/month with unlimited US &amp;amp; Canada ld...&amp;amp; I keep my same phone #, which has been mine since 1990!...something must be wrong here, you know? It's like I heard a comedian describe life once. Sometimes things go just so damn good, you almost &lt;em&gt;have &lt;/em&gt;to cringe...almost feels like there must be a big rubber band around your neck, &amp;amp; it feels okay, but then you realize that somebody is pulling on the band, stretching one part of it...stretch...stretch...something else really good happens....stre-e-e-ee-tch..you gotta figure that sooner or later, they'll lert go, or the band will break, don't you??? Either way, you'll be the one who ends up getting slapped! Oh well...I've pretty much lived with that expectation all my life, &amp;amp;, well, it hasn't happened yet, so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#003333;"&gt;           All right, dinner just got here...barbecued nachos (reg nachos, but with barbecued shredded pork or chicken instead of hamburger~!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#003333;"&gt;              See Ya!!    BoUnCeS!!          LibbY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#003333;"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-7534087013407285325?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/7534087013407285325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=7534087013407285325' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/7534087013407285325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/7534087013407285325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2010/08/saturday-14th.html' title='Saturday the 14th!'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TGcogK84UpI/AAAAAAAACjk/dIQCf2Y5Y80/s72-c/2Bedroom+(6).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-1419304201292376798</id><published>2010-08-08T03:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T03:23:58.463-04:00</updated><title type='text'>countdown to Friday the 13th!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TF95TgRcDzI/AAAAAAAACjU/BHWo2tLPFDE/s1600/haunted+cemtery+clock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503250645657587506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 75px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 75px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TF95TgRcDzI/AAAAAAAACjU/BHWo2tLPFDE/s320/haunted+cemtery+clock.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#003333;"&gt;This is my haunted cemetery clock from etsy. (thank you, autumnforest...i'm still looking at the abandoned house clock for the 2nd bedroom!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#003333;"&gt;I got all the papers &amp;amp; everything last Friday, so now I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TF946EO0nYI/AAAAAAAACi8/bn0jk2uMR7k/s1600/trophy+wife.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503250208633691522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TF946EO0nYI/AAAAAAAACi8/bn0jk2uMR7k/s320/trophy+wife.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#003333;"&gt;know the address~! And more synchronicity...I'm Apartment L !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#003333;"&gt;Lots of stuff to do this week--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#003333;"&gt;I'm limited in what I can do from a wheelchair, but I am gonna clean this desk up &amp;amp; throw away a bunch of old phone books &amp;amp; junk like that..and I'm trying to figure out what phone service to get, since Time Warner doesn't cover them...bummer...I've had them for years for my cable, internet, &amp;amp; phone, &amp;amp; I never had any problems! The local phone svc is Verizon, soon to be Frontier, &amp;amp; I'm not wanting that, cuz they don't have a free ld plan...I know a cell phone would be a choice, but my hands are just too clumsy for a little cell phone &amp;amp; the buttons..but I'll figure out what to do. I was thinking about that Magic Jack thingy, but a friend called me today, &amp;amp; she had gotten that for her mom for Christmas, and she told me, yeah, you get your own phone # w/area code...&amp;amp; all the calls you make outgoing are free...however, calls in to that number are charged to the person calling you! Okay...scratch that off the list...now I'm thinking Vonage...I dunno...&amp;amp; cable &amp;amp; internet are through the company that is like a partner with these apartments nationwide. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#003333;"&gt;Well, I listened to the Ohio news at 11 tonight, but now I'm TOTALLY depressed...I missed the Ohio State Fair this year, and I just might die if I don't find the fair's favorite food this year...not because it sounds good, just because it'd be neat to say you ate it! It's called "Muddy Piggies"...you guessed it...chocolate covered bacon...Mmmmmmm...*sarcasm here*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#003333;"&gt;My first sister-in-law called the other night again. That's SO neat! She's been married for a long time (she was my first husband's sister...well, duh, she still is!)...she looked me up on mylife a long time ago~! She and her husband lived in N Carolina, now they live in Wyoming! Cool! I'd love to do that!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#003333;"&gt;     Okay, night all!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#003333;"&gt;       BoUnCeS!!                             LibbY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-1419304201292376798?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/1419304201292376798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=1419304201292376798' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/1419304201292376798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/1419304201292376798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2010/08/countdown-to-friday-13th.html' title='countdown to Friday the 13th!'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TF95TgRcDzI/AAAAAAAACjU/BHWo2tLPFDE/s72-c/haunted+cemtery+clock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-1250136376925139136</id><published>2010-08-05T17:43:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T19:11:36.787-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WHEEE HAAAWWWW!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;       I'm moving in next Friday! Okay, yes, I DO KNOW that's Friday the 13th...but I've always been a positive thinker...I tell people the obvious, that it may actually be their luckiest day just because when they know that's what day it is, they're extra careful!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;     And she has me down for the apt I already saw, with the view of the fountain!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;             BoUnCeS!!            LibbY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-1250136376925139136?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/1250136376925139136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=1250136376925139136' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/1250136376925139136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/1250136376925139136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2010/08/wheee-haaawwww.html' title='WHEEE HAAAWWWW!!!'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-988483322278125959</id><published>2010-08-03T17:53:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T19:14:26.673-04:00</updated><title type='text'>...and does ice cream count as vegetarian?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TFiRV6I8TaI/AAAAAAAACi0/MFOM3rKVhEo/s1600/marion+history.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501306750403104162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TFiRV6I8TaI/AAAAAAAACi0/MFOM3rKVhEo/s320/marion+history.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TFiRVoto1_I/AAAAAAAACis/VzjGBJ0r6sc/s1600/l5Gwr0FY1pbgmla6PoKDoTMqo1_400_thumb%5B1%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501306745725179890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 62px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TFiRVoto1_I/AAAAAAAACis/VzjGBJ0r6sc/s320/l5Gwr0FY1pbgmla6PoKDoTMqo1_400_thumb%5B1%5D.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TFiRVXpfB5I/AAAAAAAACik/jm81qWvcoHM/s1600/37699_1504771070111_1559290795_1240679_829199_n%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501306741144356754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 158px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TFiRVXpfB5I/AAAAAAAACik/jm81qWvcoHM/s320/37699_1504771070111_1559290795_1240679_829199_n%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;      &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;The Isaly Shop had &lt;em&gt;the VERY best &lt;/em&gt;ice cream!! I grew up around the corner from here, and I remember "Mommy" holding my hand, and we'd walk over there! I even remember the man that owned it. He was really nice &amp;amp; always was smiling...and if you weren't sure what flavor ice cream you wanted, he'd always show up with a little plastic pink spoon &amp;amp; let you taste as many as it took! I remember trying daiquiri ice cuz it was a neat color...the taste? Not so good...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;         I also remember Mommy walking me down to the train tracks to see Nixon! I might've been 4 or 5? Great memories!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;             We're all discussing the two 4 or 5 story department stores downtown, Frank's and Uhler's. Uhler's had creaky old wooden floors, and the money was sent upstairs through vacuum tubes...my oral surgeon was up on the 3rd floor...the elevator always had an old lady working in it, to run you up to wherever you wanted to go...wow...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;           Do you ever feel like breaking into song...ala Archie &amp;amp; Edith? That was truly the house I grew up in...I was Gloria!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;       All right...that's enuff for now...I'll get back...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-988483322278125959?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/988483322278125959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=988483322278125959' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/988483322278125959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/988483322278125959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2010/08/and-does-ice-cream-count-as-vegetarian.html' title='...and does ice cream count as vegetarian?'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TFiRV6I8TaI/AAAAAAAACi0/MFOM3rKVhEo/s72-c/marion+history.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-5013620030468196186</id><published>2010-08-02T03:23:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T04:12:36.749-04:00</updated><title type='text'>are skunks vegetarian??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TFZ0y36W6BI/AAAAAAAACic/0JXeEcnuNY4/s1600/hoarder.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500712412230641682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TFZ0y36W6BI/AAAAAAAACic/0JXeEcnuNY4/s320/hoarder.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TFZ0ynxjmnI/AAAAAAAACiU/sL4OwqoNz8s/s1600/warm+couch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500712407898757746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TFZ0ynxjmnI/AAAAAAAACiU/sL4OwqoNz8s/s320/warm+couch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TFZ0yKvpdBI/AAAAAAAACiM/Efm53fyguz4/s1600/old+hs+grad+program.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500712400106124306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TFZ0yKvpdBI/AAAAAAAACiM/Efm53fyguz4/s320/old+hs+grad+program.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;   Everybody knows that even if I'm not writing about cats, I'm thinking about 'em, right??????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;         That last thing in there is a thing I got off a FB page, called 'Growing up in Marion, Ohio'. It'd be boring for anyone to go read that &lt;em&gt;didn't, &lt;/em&gt;but since I did, I love it! I see so many names of people I know, and people in their 80's are writing their memories...and some of the names go on for generations! It's just neat...maybe it's "hick-ish", but I don't care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;           I was thinking today about people that think it's wrong to eat meat, or meat products, and I remembered a story that someone told me the other night about something they saw happen while they stood and watched it! A person I know was out in the back yard, which runs up against woods &amp;amp; a cemetery. His kids were with him, and they were just watching the cute teeny little bunny that had just come out from the woods. A couple seconds later, here comes a big fat skunk waddling out of the woods too. It just lumbered over to the baby bunny, stood there for a second, then bent its head down and ate it in two freakin' bites!! Holy God! I've almost been wanting to puke when I think about it too much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;          But, that's honestly how the world goes, isn't it? Nature works that way, and has since the beginning of time. I know that there are people that can't eat meat for whatever reason, &amp;amp; that's fine...but, really, don't think that if nobody eats meat, the world will be a better place, and there'd be no more violence! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;             BoUnCeS!!               LibbY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-5013620030468196186?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/5013620030468196186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=5013620030468196186' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/5013620030468196186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/5013620030468196186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2010/08/are-skunks-vegetarian.html' title='are skunks vegetarian??'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TFZ0y36W6BI/AAAAAAAACic/0JXeEcnuNY4/s72-c/hoarder.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-2695548069091605932</id><published>2010-07-31T23:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T23:44:54.861-04:00</updated><title type='text'>hurry up, apartment people!! i want to be there while it's still warm enough to swim!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TFTGulFaAHI/AAAAAAAACiE/I6atDK4ve2c/s1600/truman+at+vet%27s,+7-23-10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500239548457287794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TFTGulFaAHI/AAAAAAAACiE/I6atDK4ve2c/s320/truman+at+vet%27s,+7-23-10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TFTGuXdJKYI/AAAAAAAACh8/hbenq1fPdN4/s1600/talan+%26+mommie!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500239544798751106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 215px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 161px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TFTGuXdJKYI/AAAAAAAACh8/hbenq1fPdN4/s320/talan+%26+mommie!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TFTGuP4OmbI/AAAAAAAACh0/Ae_zaoIiWTg/s1600/bens+dog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500239542764870066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TFTGuP4OmbI/AAAAAAAACh0/Ae_zaoIiWTg/s320/bens+dog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;So, see? That up there at the top left is total proof that Truman got all health-checked last week! I mean, the guy is so unbelieveably healthy...not a flea, nothin'! The only thing they said was that he needs to come back for a tooth-cleaning in the fall...he has tartar...:-/ And, how's this for synchronicity...he's 11 1/2 years old...weighs 11 1/2 lbs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;Then there's Tif &amp;amp; Mr Handsome...&amp;amp; at the bottom is my nephew's dog...she's so pretty! Stella, I think that's her name!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;Do you know people who have grown up in the same family, but all live totally different ways? And don't you wonder how &amp;amp; why that happens? I just like to wonder about why stuff like that happens...cuz, personality-wise, Bro &amp;amp; I are the fun, outgoing personalities...the other...no. But Bro won't live in town for anything! Ever since he &amp;amp; his wife got married (I was only 12!), they had their first house in town, and lived in that for a few years, then sold that, &amp;amp; got their huge, old drafty, but beautiful 3 story old farmhouse &amp;amp; barns in the middle of cornfields...really...neat...but I would never want to live 10 or 15 miles out of town. The outside of the house &amp;amp; yards &amp;amp; barns was just a scary movie waiting to be written! Then a few years ago, they moved from there to 10 or 15 miles out of town in the opposite direction! It's a totally different looking house, very modern...no cornfields, it's just on a few acres of woods...but what happens if you wake up at 3 am some night craving Twinkies? Huh? Whatcha gonna do then? I spend most of my life worrying about stuff that's never gonna happen...well, maybe it won't happen cuz I already have a plan...I know that when Tif &amp;amp; I had our second apartment when she was about 2, I planned like crazy because we lived here in Marion, I drove to work every day an hour north...Heck, I even planned what if someone broke in &amp;amp; tried to get us? I don't have a gun, or anything, but the first thing I did was put my trusty Ginsu knife up on top of a picture frame in my bedroom. It was a framed 8X10 pic a friend took of Pilot Mountain in NC! Never had to use it, but, I always knew it was there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;      Now everybody can see exactly what 3 grams of iv steroids does to your brain in 3 days to be followed by 6 days of oral prednisone...my brain works TOO fast then! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;     Well, Kevin1's son called at 1 this afternoon to ask if I wanted him to work on my mowing and I guess there's a lot of yard junk, like tall grass &amp;amp; wood out back behind the fence beside the garage &amp;amp; the alley. I never knew it was there, cuz, well, I can't walk out &amp;amp; look....but the health dept guy showed up here a few weeks ago, and said they'd received a complaint about the grass in my yard being too high! I felt bad for that nice guy, having to come here and bitch out a woman who came to the door in a wheelchair, cuz her lawn needed work...:-D. So I was im'ng with Kevin1 til about 430am, and I had said something about it , and he said he'd ask his son if he'd do it...And, OMG, he did!  Wow...just wow...seriously, I still haven't got together with him, and it was way too hot to do the 4th of July thing with him &amp;amp; his wife...(and maybe their girlfriend...)...not for me, but, if it works for them, I'm happy for them! People are so nice, I'm amazed all the time! I just must be the luckiest person, cuz I never meet up with bitchy people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-2695548069091605932?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/2695548069091605932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=2695548069091605932' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/2695548069091605932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/2695548069091605932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2010/07/hurry-up-apartment-people-i-want-to-be.html' title='hurry up, apartment people!! i want to be there while it&apos;s still warm enough to swim!!'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TFTGulFaAHI/AAAAAAAACiE/I6atDK4ve2c/s72-c/truman+at+vet%27s,+7-23-10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-2301173763059953032</id><published>2010-07-27T02:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T02:00:03.675-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ummm...one MORE day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TE5Y0dzHS8I/AAAAAAAAChs/PkEUmEu7YiE/s1600/2Bedroom+(13).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498429853441412034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TE5Y0dzHS8I/AAAAAAAAChs/PkEUmEu7YiE/s320/2Bedroom+(13).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TE5Yz7gV04I/AAAAAAAAChk/jU85LRcYW1o/s1600/2Bedroom+(8).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498429844235867010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TE5Yz7gV04I/AAAAAAAAChk/jU85LRcYW1o/s320/2Bedroom+(8).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;          &lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663333;"&gt;Okay...the left side is the other half of the master bedroom closet, and the picture on the right is the front closet at the back of the living room. Just a quick look looks like it's a really long closet (perspective-wise, you know!), but it's actually just a regular closet they poked in there because there was room for it (the people who designed these apartments were on their A-game, what with the w/d in a walk in bedroom closet, &amp;amp; fitting a closet in under the steps to the 2nd floor&lt;em&gt;!). Brilliant&lt;/em&gt;! This is the kind of off-the-wall stuff I'm in love with! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663333;"&gt;             Kevin helped me out Friday by taking our son (lol), Truman, to the vet to get caught up on his shots &amp;amp; a check-up...I didn't really want to go with them...Truman would shun me forever! But I paid for it...$100...he's lucky I like him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663333;"&gt;            So everything's done except for me getting to the bank tomorrow &amp;amp; getting my affidavit notarized saying I get no money from my first husband...as if! If I did, could I even be on my second marriage?? This is it. Two strikes is plenty for me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663333;"&gt;             After all that, I had an appointment with my neuro today, and that was full of nothing but good news, too! She said I look good (no, I didn't say 'I know that' lol). I actually walked a couple steps over to the scale...I'm only at 89 lbs, which just bites!! So she took my suggestion, and I get iv steroids Wed, Thurs &amp;amp; Friday, and then take prednisone for 12 days...that's what I've been begging for forever!! I am SO happy! And I was honest with her &amp;amp; told her, no, i haven't been taking my avonex shots once a week like I'm s'posed to, matter of fact, I haven't had ANY avonex since before my  thyroid surgery in April! She said, well, you're doing nothing but better since you stopped, right? I said, right...so she said then stay off it. And she's starting me on the new ms pill that just got approved! Fingolimod, that's it! I was originally going to be in the phase 3 trial, but when they did my eeg, it showed that I had a seizure disorder, so I got booted...boooooo! At least it's a good drug now...must be the way it was supposed to go, I guess...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663333;"&gt;              I even was able to find jeans that fit me! Ebay to the rescue...only place I could find size 00 jeans!! woohoo!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663333;"&gt;       More shopping...I got a pair of tennis shoes that look like Reebok or something...white with light blue trim from WalMart.com...$10.86 &lt;em&gt;including shipping!!&lt;/em&gt; Gotta love online shopping when they have free shipping, &amp;amp; 'online only' deals!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663333;"&gt;        BoUnCeS!!                         LibbY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-2301173763059953032?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/2301173763059953032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=2301173763059953032' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/2301173763059953032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/2301173763059953032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2010/07/ummmone-more-day.html' title='ummm...one MORE day...'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TE5Y0dzHS8I/AAAAAAAAChs/PkEUmEu7YiE/s72-c/2Bedroom+(13).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-7915860123949778648</id><published>2010-07-21T02:40:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T02:47:36.296-04:00</updated><title type='text'>one day closer to it...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TEaLSlBxUnI/AAAAAAAAChc/rtGAzD_JXmk/s1600/2Bedroom+(18).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496233546545713778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TEaLSlBxUnI/AAAAAAAAChc/rtGAzD_JXmk/s320/2Bedroom+(18).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TEaLSbkoc3I/AAAAAAAAChU/D-5Cvfdikz4/s1600/2Bedroom+(16).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496233544007578482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TEaLSbkoc3I/AAAAAAAAChU/D-5Cvfdikz4/s320/2Bedroom+(16).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330033;"&gt;Well, after laying awake all weekend &amp;amp; picturing my furniture + my books + a new apartment...I caved &amp;amp; called them Monday and asked Amanda to get me a two-bedroom apartment instead....and really, I need it, cuz I have a big-screen tv from Mom &amp;amp; Dad's, a couple cupboards that look antique, but are really just old, I think...I don't care....I like 'em, anyway! So, the one view out the window is the fountain...but I have no idea if my place will look out on it. And the other picture is a closet in one of the bedrooms. Oh...&amp;amp; it's a two-bedroom &amp;amp; two bath! The only thing I'm gonna lose is the washer/dryer hookup in the closet, they're in the hallway...oh well, small price to pay for another bedroom &amp;amp; bath...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#330033;"&gt;So...the apartments asked me for a copy of my first divorce papers...WTF??? That was 25 years ago, for heaven's sake! I don't know what happened to those!! Whattaya think? I kept 'em &lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; framed 'em&lt;/em&gt;? Sheeesh!! *rolls eyes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#330033;"&gt;Oh, and I did go to Autumnforest's &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/autumnforesthaunted"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;etsy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; shop and ordered a clock she made for the apartment...it's a haunted cemetery clock, but it's not haunted! She called it that because she made it and a few of the pieces on it are from a graveyard parking lot. I'm excited, it should be here tomorrow! She sent it Monday! I'll post a picture when I get the apartment put together! Oh, wait, I have to wait for the apartment to be EMPTY before I can fill it back up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#330033;"&gt;Okay, TTYL!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#330033;"&gt;BoUnCeS!! LibbY!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-7915860123949778648?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/7915860123949778648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=7915860123949778648' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/7915860123949778648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/7915860123949778648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2010/07/one-day-closer-to-it.html' title='one day closer to it...'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TEaLSlBxUnI/AAAAAAAAChc/rtGAzD_JXmk/s72-c/2Bedroom+(18).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-406639262733452480</id><published>2010-07-14T14:18:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T17:10:05.277-04:00</updated><title type='text'>okay, I'll actually quit taking the easy way out. &amp;,,,really write a post!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TD4DnYJcYdI/AAAAAAAAChM/iKOTWoplmzE/s1600/avalon+lks.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493832570470425042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TD4DnYJcYdI/AAAAAAAAChM/iKOTWoplmzE/s320/avalon+lks.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#003300;"&gt;Okay, I've already started the 'application process' to get the apartment! I'm getting all kinds of excited about it! It's not a government-subsidised apartment, like I was originally applying for, things straightened out in my life, and I can get this one! I just need to get some more paperwork about this N that, out there..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#003300;"&gt;I went and looked at a one bedroom, &amp;amp; a two bedroom one Friday, and, actually decided the 1 bedroom is better for me. It's big, anyway, with a lot of room &amp;amp; closets (these apartments are fairly new, built in the laat 5 years) The apartment complex has a pool over to the side of this pond...there's another pond with a fountain, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#003300;"&gt; The bedroom has a sliding glass door to the outside, and the biggest selling point (besides the accessible bathroom) is the huge walk-in closet in the bedroom, which is so big, that that is where the washer/dryer hookups are! So there's no taking the laundry anywhere, I can do it, &amp;amp; hang it up right there!! How NEAT is that??? I still have some phone calls to make to get stuff ready, like get Truman's shots up to date, but nothing else major. The girl said the handicap-accessible one should be ready in a few weeks. Kim asked me the other night what's the kitchen like? (she's the cook, you know!). I said...well, it has a refrigerator, a stove, a sink, you know...it's a KITCHEN for goodness sake! lol! ...can you tell, I'm not, and never have been a fan of cooking. I really admire people that are, it's just not for me! About the closest I came to "cooking" per se, was when I was working in Fostoria &amp;amp; dating a guy from up there, and he was at my apartment overnight, and I had committed myself to making a veggie tray for a family get-together, so I was cutting up the vegetables &amp;amp; arranging the tray...John walked out to the kitchen, and sat down &amp;amp; watched me, then said...Wow...you're actually &lt;em&gt;cooking!! &lt;/em&gt;I actually wasn't doing anything more than I did at work everyday! lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#003300;"&gt;          I just got off the phone with my lawyer's office &amp;amp; they're sending a letter to the apartments to verify that Kev's not moving in with me...Bro just showed up here with some documents to verify some stuff...woohoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#003300;"&gt;      This is SUCH a big deal to me, you know? We bought this house in 1990...Now I'm finally ready to get the f* out of it! It just rubs it in my face that we bought this house&lt;em&gt; especially for &lt;/em&gt;the big bedroom upstairs above the living room! I've never moved much in my life, I lived in the house I grew up in from age 2 to 18, for heaven's sake! And everywhere I've moved since was in this town!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#003300;"&gt;             BoUnCeS!!                LibbY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-406639262733452480?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/406639262733452480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=406639262733452480' title='35 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/406639262733452480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/406639262733452480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2010/07/okay-ill-actually-quit-taking-easy-way.html' title='okay, I&apos;ll actually quit taking the easy way out. &amp;,,,really write a post!'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TD4DnYJcYdI/AAAAAAAAChM/iKOTWoplmzE/s72-c/avalon+lks.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>35</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-8958569843735618315</id><published>2010-07-12T13:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T13:25:08.673-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Tampon Commercial - Kotex Help Him Choose</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/R2tl7EzWT-w&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" 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style="color:#330033;"&gt;          I've just been admiring the marketing lately!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-4184180306204638614?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/4184180306204638614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=4184180306204638614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/4184180306204638614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/4184180306204638614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-poo-in-blue.html' title='i poo in blue...'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-1427964579221113460</id><published>2010-07-08T21:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T21:56:23.689-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Huggies Jeans Diaper Commercial</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="BACKGROUND-IMAGE: url(http://i3.ytimg.com/vi/j_tEaYUc9sU/hqdefault.jpg)" height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/j_tEaYUc9sU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/7700994962102951847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2010/07/sarge.html' title='Sarge'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-1806951810088930592</id><published>2010-07-07T04:05:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T04:06:09.586-04:00</updated><title type='text'>yay for summer...and for me making a freaking decision...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TDQjn_yRUcI/AAAAAAAAChE/6EI5DK4-CmM/s1600/wandering.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491053015715631554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 301px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TDQjn_yRUcI/AAAAAAAAChE/6EI5DK4-CmM/s320/wandering.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TDQjnf2Uc0I/AAAAAAAACg8/rqV-h8B3Clo/s1600/far_side+stampede.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491053007142679362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TDQjnf2Uc0I/AAAAAAAACg8/rqV-h8B3Clo/s320/far_side+stampede.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;...maybe this is the problem, I haven't been reading enough 'far side' stuff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;       I did make a pretty good step toward my decision of where to live today. I have an appointment to fill out an application at the really cool apartment complex, right out of town. I had &lt;em&gt;really &lt;/em&gt;want&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TDQjmqefgcI/AAAAAAAACg0/cx2KPgPNzeM/s1600/devils.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491052992815661506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TDQjmqefgcI/AAAAAAAACg0/cx2KPgPNzeM/s320/devils.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ed to stay in town, but, all the apartments in town aren't 'disability accessible', most apartments in town are old, therefore...the only new apartments in this town are out on the east side, and they really are nice. I looked at them a couple years ago, but did nothing then...now I'm really ready to go. So the one I looked at then was a one br, and it was nice, everything is w/c accessible...sucks, but I need to be realistic, I guess...can I just say, as an aside, life is REALLY not fair...mine wasn't supposed to be like this!! It "stinks on ice", as Glenn says! lol! So, I told Kev1 today that I was gonna look at a 2 br one and he says, what, for me? Total lol! I said, no one bedroom for me, and one for my books!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;          I was supposed to go over to his house &amp;amp; watch the fireworks Sunday, but, my legs sucked so bad that I went in my room &amp;amp; laid down in front of the a/c, and missed his IM that asked if I was ready for him to pick me up! Grrrrrrrrrrr...well, it's probly just as well...it would've been him, his wife, daughter, mom, maybe brother...yeah, I live as far on the edge as I can..."if you're not living on the edge, you're taking up too much space!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;         BoUnCeS!!                      LibbY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-1806951810088930592?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/1806951810088930592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=1806951810088930592' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/1806951810088930592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/1806951810088930592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2010/07/yay-for-summerand-for-me-making.html' title='yay for summer...and for me making a freaking decision...'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TDQjn_yRUcI/AAAAAAAAChE/6EI5DK4-CmM/s72-c/wandering.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-7278810972577378701</id><published>2010-06-25T21:20:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T23:35:15.819-04:00</updated><title type='text'>finally real summer!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TCVW3772nYI/AAAAAAAACgs/PhXB0HkVGgU/s1600/got+your+nose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486887240002346370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TCVW3772nYI/AAAAAAAACgs/PhXB0HkVGgU/s320/got+your+nose.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TCVW3rG9MqI/AAAAAAAACgk/5GpaSs75qgs/s1600/God+parting+the+sky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486887235485512354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 167px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TCVW3rG9MqI/AAAAAAAACgk/5GpaSs75qgs/s320/God+parting+the+sky.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TCVW3c2JKhI/AAAAAAAACgc/Sg7yJVeiPJQ/s1600/2150505_sta%5B1%5D+-+Copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486887231656897042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 91px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 125px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TCVW3c2JKhI/AAAAAAAACgc/Sg7yJVeiPJQ/s320/2150505_sta%5B1%5D+-+Copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;      Had to put my grad picture from high school in here...just cuz, well, maybe tba...we'll see...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;      I took my scooter over to the JerZee last night and got a big cheeseburger &amp;amp; a banana split clipper (like a blizzard), &amp;amp; a mint choc shake that's waiting for me in the freezer now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;    Kim &amp;amp; I are talking again...I just hate the attitude she seems to have sometimes, a "victim" attitude...when she is anything but! I dunno &lt;em&gt;why &lt;/em&gt;she is so dead set against getting a freaking job, she's always acted as if it must be all embarrassing to work, people might &lt;em&gt;see you doing that! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;   I had to call her today, cuz I got another im from kevin1 last night, &amp;amp; we were talking about a guy that...well, never mind. Suffice it to say, we ended up remembering everything all over again, you know, "remember this?" and "yeah remember that?" Funny, this July 4 will be 31 years from the first day we met!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#993399;"&gt;          BoUnCeS!!                    LibbY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-7278810972577378701?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/7278810972577378701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=7278810972577378701' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/7278810972577378701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/7278810972577378701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2010/06/finally-real-summer.html' title='finally real summer!!'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TCVW3772nYI/AAAAAAAACgs/PhXB0HkVGgU/s72-c/got+your+nose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-2902230764764837485</id><published>2010-06-16T01:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T01:38:23.084-04:00</updated><title type='text'>...June 16, 2010...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333399;"&gt;                I'm just totally not up on life &amp;amp; everything right now! There's just all kindsa shit going on right now, &amp;amp; I just don't wanna &lt;em&gt;dwell&lt;/em&gt; on it...basically, I've learned the art of 'compartmentalizing' my life, which means, well, I'm 'brainless', unless I force myself to think...Easier than I ever thought! Holy God, you mean I've been using my brain all my life, and it turns out I didn't need to?? lol...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#333399;"&gt;            No, there's lotsa books to read and all that...I got my newest one today in the mail...yeah, call me a sucker. I ordered it about a month ago off Glenn Beck's homepage, and it's #8729 out of the first ten thousand signed copies. I'm looking forward to reading it tonight...all I've read for months is nonfiction politics, but this is Glenn's fiction novel, The Overton Window.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#333399;"&gt;           I've got Kim's mom looking for a good apartment I'd like. She's been a realtor in town for 35 years! And Kim &amp;amp; I have been BFF's that long, Kim'll help her out on what I want! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#333399;"&gt;        Bro was here the other day &amp;amp; brought back the book I let him take on vacation when I was in the hospital :-/ He laid it on the desk &amp;amp; said he didn't get far, it was too one-sided for him!~lol...it's my signed copy of 2010, take the nation back...signed by Dick Morris...:-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#333399;"&gt;      Okay, I really need to try to sleep tonight...my ms dr's had me taking melatonin for my insomnia, but it works for a night, then doesn't...A lot of nights I'm still laying in bed trying to go to sleep at 6:30 AM!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-2902230764764837485?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/2902230764764837485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=2902230764764837485' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/2902230764764837485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/2902230764764837485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2010/06/june-16-2010.html' title='...June 16, 2010...'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-5003028585023025647</id><published>2010-06-06T23:27:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T00:44:24.894-04:00</updated><title type='text'>spite &amp; malice...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TAxpIeNr2HI/AAAAAAAACgU/aTYW2DcN3Sw/s1600/spite.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479870440873384050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TAxpIeNr2HI/AAAAAAAACgU/aTYW2DcN3Sw/s320/spite.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;          &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;Okay...got a story for you today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;   My best friend called me at noon today...her husband told her last night that he's leaving her...or maybe kicking her out, either way, they're done after 26 years! &amp;amp; three kids! She's not worked outside their home in the last 23 or 24 years...pretty much she was a stay-at-home mom &amp;amp; wife who cooked lunch &amp;amp; dinner everyday cuz the husband didn't want leftovers...EVER! ...ok, that leads up to the &lt;em&gt;SPITE &lt;/em&gt;part of the story...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;   Sometime this morning before she called me, she was just crying &amp;amp; feeling the same way I did for a couple of years...and she was in the bathroom, and *idea*, she freaking scrubbed the toilet with his &lt;em&gt;toothbrush!!&lt;/em&gt; I KNOW you're all out there laughing! Also let me tell you, she pushed me to post that!! I NEVER did anything like that! That's one of the things you think about doing, but you'd never ever actually DO it!! Well...she did it! I love her! She even went to church this morning before that!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;              BoUnCeS!!                    LibbY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-5003028585023025647?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/5003028585023025647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=5003028585023025647' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/5003028585023025647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/5003028585023025647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2010/06/spite-malice.html' title='spite &amp; malice...'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TAxpIeNr2HI/AAAAAAAACgU/aTYW2DcN3Sw/s72-c/spite.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-7309586698322360621</id><published>2010-05-31T23:31:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T01:03:11.980-04:00</updated><title type='text'>...yup...I've become a slacker...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TASFooz3O4I/AAAAAAAACgM/3MwZA1GFDfg/s1600/eat+the+cat!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477649979985574786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 90px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 68px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TASFooz3O4I/AAAAAAAACgM/3MwZA1GFDfg/s320/eat+the+cat!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TASFIYjo88I/AAAAAAAACf8/DzAH_Ym6gkA/s1600/rocking+horse.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477649425866748866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 75px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 89px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TASFIYjo88I/AAAAAAAACf8/DzAH_Ym6gkA/s320/rocking+horse.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TASEiJxyZeI/AAAAAAAACf0/Iuspgoea7Ms/s1600/snicker+guy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477648769064527330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 61px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 90px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TASEiJxyZeI/AAAAAAAACf0/Iuspgoea7Ms/s320/snicker+guy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm back, and, believe it or not, I don't have much of a scar...it's just red, but...oh well. So my thyroid's out, &amp;amp; all I have to do is take a teensy little synthroid pill every day. And I have the printed record of the report of my 'dissected' thyroid, and it said "no carcinoma"! Fantastic! But then it went on to say that the thymus &amp;amp; the left side were 'unremarkable'...hmmmph! lol! Now I almost wish I'dve said, " There's nothing wrong with it? Well, can I have it back?" Naaaahhhhh...I'm not all up for more surgery...hell, I still can't talk above a whisper. But I talk better when I drink something really cold, or eat ice cream or popsicles (or have a milkshake!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663333;"&gt;              Hey, I have a question...who was the green snickery-guy up there?? I thought I was pretty up on obscure cartoons, but I can't for the life of me remember who he was! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663333;"&gt;             I never did go to a nursing home to recover, it was such a PITA for Kev to have to spend 4 or 5 hrs a day on the phone with Anthem &amp;amp; Cobra and all that shit (cuz I couldn't talk AT ALL then!), that I was good just being home, and working my legs out a little bit, &amp;amp; reading &amp;amp; watching tv! Now the only problem is that with my voice being gone, I can't even call anyone on the phone! Not even my girl, Tif, &amp;amp; ask how's Talan??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663333;"&gt;         So I've been sucked into FB, just because I've had nothing of any interest to post, except I've had a whole helluva lot to say about the country, national debt, politics, (the whole Sestak afffair...). But I don't write about that on this blog, this is the one for fun stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663333;"&gt;            I didn't have a lot of stuff to do over the weekend, but my faithful tv was here to keep me busy...Billy The Exterminator was on a marathon yesterday, and Hoarders was on a marathon today! I love A &amp;amp; E!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663333;"&gt;            Okay, maybe tomorrow something'll happen to write about...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663333;"&gt;     BoUnCeS!!             LibbY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-7309586698322360621?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/7309586698322360621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=7309586698322360621' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/7309586698322360621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/7309586698322360621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2010/05/yupive-become-slacker.html' title='...yup...I&apos;ve become a slacker...'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/TASFooz3O4I/AAAAAAAACgM/3MwZA1GFDfg/s72-c/eat+the+cat!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-6488064003097001254</id><published>2010-05-01T18:37:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T19:50:22.707-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HEY FRIENDS!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/S9y9FWCk5zI/AAAAAAAACfk/npX_TjeT8kc/s1600/100_1767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466451947234322226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/S9y9FWCk5zI/AAAAAAAACfk/npX_TjeT8kc/s320/100_1767.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/S9y9E3bEosI/AAAAAAAACfc/6GwGzDyNfWk/s1600/100_1766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466451939015566018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/S9y9E3bEosI/AAAAAAAACfc/6GwGzDyNfWk/s320/100_1766.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/S9y9Ec8q9CI/AAAAAAAACfU/EX6bXsChD7I/s1600/100_1765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466451931908731938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/S9y9Ec8q9CI/AAAAAAAACfU/EX6bXsChD7I/s320/100_1765.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/S9y9EGXVs6I/AAAAAAAACfM/5fmR1hp0JfY/s1600/100_1764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466451925846569890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/S9y9EGXVs6I/AAAAAAAACfM/5fmR1hp0JfY/s320/100_1764.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/S9yzV531umI/AAAAAAAACfE/Vwpwj4ZG1ww/s1600/books.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466441236614593122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/S9yzV531umI/AAAAAAAACfE/Vwpwj4ZG1ww/s320/books.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663333;"&gt;...I'm only here for a few days, til I get into the nursing home for a few weeks, to recover. From my thyroidectomy, + the pneumonia I got after surgery...&amp;amp; now, on the x-rays I get everyday, they see I have a stone in each kidney. WTF?? I thought kidney stones hurt like hell! So now I hafta go see my urologist next week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663333;"&gt;hopefully he can give me a mini-nuclear bomb type pill that would just explode each stone into eensy-weensy pieces, so I won't even know when they come out!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663333;"&gt;And, hey, call me a racist if you want, but my surgeon is, I think, a Mexican...and if it makes me a racist to say this Mexican surgeon is one hot dude! And everyone in town knows him cuz he is the most popular surgeon in town!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663333;"&gt;Bro &amp;amp; Mrs Bro came to the hospital to see me twice last week &amp;amp; gave me these 2 books!! And Tif &amp;amp; little Mr T were there everyy day &amp;amp; Kev was out every day...he's done SO much for me...&amp;amp; his mom's been to the hospital for me too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663333;"&gt;  Okay, I'm done...be back after a while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663333;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663333;"&gt;           BoUnCeS!!               LibbY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-6488064003097001254?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/6488064003097001254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=6488064003097001254' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/6488064003097001254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/6488064003097001254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2010/05/hey-friends.html' title='HEY FRIENDS!!'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/S9y9FWCk5zI/AAAAAAAACfk/npX_TjeT8kc/s72-c/100_1767.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-5207165314942444378</id><published>2010-04-12T21:09:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T16:54:22.452-04:00</updated><title type='text'>voices outta the past...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/S8PFKHirSsI/AAAAAAAACec/bLXCAPIe55s/s1600/sleepeml.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459423950917028546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 288px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/S8PFKHirSsI/AAAAAAAACec/bLXCAPIe55s/s320/sleepeml.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;I thought this was funny a few years ago when I got it in the mail.....kinda looked like a "WANTED" notice! (not my address anymore)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666666;"&gt;Lemme just ask a stupid question...if all of a sudden, a bunch of people from your past contacted you in a weekend, would you think, I never thought I'd EVER hear from them again...maybe this is a sign I'm gonna die.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666666;"&gt;Thursday I got a call from my very first friend's mom...like I was about 3 or 4...they lived down the street &amp;amp; around the corner. My two big brothers were friends with all 5 of her brothers after we moved to town...yeah...there were 8 kids, and I remember the mom walking past our house every morning about 7 am, headed to mass. I remember my mom saying something about if she had 8 kids, she'd go to church every day too! Now all the 'kids' are scattered all over the world, a few are still in town, one lives out in Scottsdale, so Bro hangs with him &amp;amp; his family when he's out there, some live in Florida, One brother lives in Amsterdam, for heaven's sake! There was &lt;em&gt;always &lt;/em&gt;something exciting going on at Chris's house, with all those big brothers &amp;amp; sisters! One time one of the brothers brought home a raccoon, &amp;amp; they named it 'Reefer the raccoon'...us 5 year olds had no clue what that meant...:-/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666666;"&gt;Friday night I got another email from Kevin 1, from 30 years ago...still haven't hooked up again, but, it'll happen...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666666;"&gt;Saturday night, I got a FB message from somebody I used to be terrific friends with 27 yrs ago...I remember that cuz she's my first husband's little sister! I im'd my phn number &amp;amp; she called me &amp;amp; we talked for about an hour &amp;amp; a half! She &amp;amp; her husband live in N C now, but they're moving to Wyoming next week! I've missed her!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666666;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666666;"&gt;Sunday night, I got another FB message from a guy that used to hang out with "our gang" in Fostoria. He was always one of the nicest guys I knew...and that's not a bad thing...nice guys don't &lt;em&gt;always &lt;/em&gt;finish last...only if they're passive &amp;amp; timid! One time we were all at a bar about 50 miles from my town, and 'Bart' got so plastered, I wouldn't let him drive home to his house (30 mi away from the bar), so I loaded him in my car with me &amp;amp; brought him home with me (Tif was at Gramma's for the night). When we both woke up Sunday morning, we got in my car &amp;amp; went back up north to the bar we had left his car at...that was some fun times! Now he's married and has 6, count em, 6 kids!!! I couldn't help it, I had to rag him about all the kids...(no sleep, huh?) He said, I was just doing it for fun...and she took it serious!!! No, they're very happy, married for 21 years, etc! He's gonna make Mousie come down here soon, he said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666666;"&gt;BoUnCeS!! LibbY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-5207165314942444378?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/5207165314942444378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=5207165314942444378' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/5207165314942444378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/5207165314942444378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2010/04/voices-outta-past.html' title='voices outta the past...'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/S8PFKHirSsI/AAAAAAAACec/bLXCAPIe55s/s72-c/sleepeml.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-8711399481158374645</id><published>2010-04-08T13:14:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T15:03:12.957-04:00</updated><title type='text'>April 8th...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;How weird is this...I just realized that I was married the first time on this day in 1983....damn, &lt;em&gt;forever &lt;/em&gt;ago! Shit, I was just a baby having a baby! Not like I'dve ever admitted it at the time, of course. The biggest thing about this is that I was a senior in high school, and after this, if I didn't want to go to school, I could just call the office myself, Mom didn't have to give 'permission' anymore! lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;     Okay...now it's Friday....I have surgery Monday to remove my thyroid...yippee?? And, I need to get my stuff packed...Tif &amp;amp; Kev are going to take turns coming here &amp;amp; feeding Truman, giving him his ice water, and cleaning his litter box. (yes, I did say 'his ice water'...I don't want my baby to have to drink stale water!) I called Blue Cross/Blue Shield yesterday just to make sure my Cobra coverage is started, it is. I was just being paranoid, cuz I could just see me laying on the surgery table, and them stopping..."Wait. Does she have insurance??" *snicker* This &lt;a href="http://lc.org/media/9980/attachments/healthcare_overview_obama_072909.pdf"&gt;health care bill &lt;/a&gt;is already tossing people every which way. The guy I talked to at Blue Cross yesterday said he's already had  a ton of people call him already and ask him "Are you the one I call to get my free Obama-care??" And he had to tell them no...Those people obviously don't know that they're already paying for it...&amp;amp; they'll be paying for it for a few years before they get it! Yes, there are good things in this...but I promise, if you read the bill, you'll find much more bad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;             Easter was fun! Tif &amp;amp; Mr Tif brought the baby over right after church that morning, &amp;amp; Bro &amp;amp; his wife took me out Saturday to the Dollar Store...I got Talan a cute little shirt that has a picture of an i-pod on it &amp;amp; says "I peed" Bro came back over &amp;amp; picked me up at 4 to go out to his house for Easter dinner...his youngest daughter called from where she's living (Phoenix) she's in college at Arizona, and she said "Dad! I just felt an eartquake!!!" Crazy, huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;           BoUnCeS!!                      LibbY!                                                                                                                 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-8711399481158374645?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/8711399481158374645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=8711399481158374645' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/8711399481158374645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/8711399481158374645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2010/04/april-8th.html' title='April 8th...'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-3986774769661596201</id><published>2010-03-31T02:36:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T02:37:28.771-04:00</updated><title type='text'>more old fun stuff...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;      I love this time of year...the snow is gone (leaving mud in its place, of course) and it's supposed to be in the mid to high 70's the rest of the week!! I transferred up to Fostoria in April 1986, and that was the coolest morning drive to make! I'd go about 8 blocks west farther into town, &amp;amp; drop Tif off at her babysitter's...then go east out to US 23, and go north for an hour, and that was all it took to get to work! I remember the sun was always on my right side...and I never was around any city traffic...we didn't have any here, &amp;amp; there was even less in the towns/cities to the north, unless you were going to Cleveland or Toledo! I always kept my doors locked while I was still in town, even though it's not a bad town, but, once I got out on the highway, I unlocked both doors (it was a Honda Civic)...maybe that was a stupid thought, but, I was always thinking if I wrecked and hit my head and needed help, I wanted someone to be able to open the doors...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;         This was also the start of the "festival season" in northern Ohio...well, probably everywhere else too. The first one I remember going to was St Wendelin's church festival. That was fun! You (or, we!) bought beer in a plastic bucket, &amp;amp; got a bunch of flimsy plastic cups! Now &lt;em&gt;that &lt;/em&gt;was a good time!! The one festival I never got to was the "Testicle Festival"! Not sure what town that's in, but I know it's in northern Ohio. And they have beer &amp;amp; deep fried hog nuts!! Hmmmmmmmmm...maybe THAT'S why I never felt drawn there to party. Just as well...knowing how I used to do anything when someone said "I dare you...", I might've ended up doing the unthinkable... :-(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;      Well, risking a bunch of resounding 'boo's' here because none of you reading this have much in common with me when it comes to some of my tastes...(that's ok...at least it's not hog balls!)....I got 2 books today I ordered a few days ago. Dick Morris &amp;amp; Mike Huckabee, and they're both signed &amp;amp; in good leather boxes, &amp;amp; have certificates! I'm happy! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;        So, since it's gonna be beautiful into the weekend, I'm gonna do the same thing I did last year at this time, go down to the Dollar Store and get stuff to make Easter baskets for Tif &amp;amp; Mr Tif, and the baby, and their 2 dogs! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-3986774769661596201?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/3986774769661596201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=3986774769661596201' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/3986774769661596201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/3986774769661596201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2010/03/more-old-fun-stuff.html' title='more old fun stuff...'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-997966860681183765</id><published>2010-03-25T02:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T02:21:01.515-04:00</updated><title type='text'>...let the buyer beware...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/S6rvz1yvaxI/AAAAAAAACd8/hsUQCpyho9o/s1600/dog+blakit.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452433972777675538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/S6rvz1yvaxI/AAAAAAAACd8/hsUQCpyho9o/s320/dog+blakit.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/S6rvy86CwOI/AAAAAAAACd0/zKOSw4v0d9M/s1600/bird+seed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452433957507481826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/S6rvy86CwOI/AAAAAAAACd0/zKOSw4v0d9M/s320/bird+seed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/S6rvyf4Ig1I/AAAAAAAACds/_EcfIDHVC7E/s1600/one+of+these+things.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452433949714842450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 273px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/S6rvyf4Ig1I/AAAAAAAACds/_EcfIDHVC7E/s320/one+of+these+things.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;        I got my hair cut today, I told H to make it really short so it won't get &lt;em&gt;bushy &lt;/em&gt;when I'm in the hospital after my thyroid operation (which, btw, is 4-12-10!). Her youngest daughter is graduating next year, so H is letting her and some friends drive to Florida on spring break to stay at "uncle Jeff's", &amp;amp; H said she has to keep telling her brother, remember, you aren't the fun uncle on this trip, you're the PARENT! hahahaha...good luck with that one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;          And Tif &amp;amp; Talan are coming over tomorrow. That's gonna be fun...besides getting to cuddle him, Tif's giving me a Mary Kay facial! whoo hoo!!...(I'm a mom, remember? Starting when she was 5 or 6, I was the guinea pig for everything she wanted to do...Now, I'm reaping the rewards!). I kinda wish that I was into wearing nail polish &amp;amp; everything, but I'm not...went through that stage as a senior in high school, then got pregnant &amp;amp; married (&amp;amp; graduated, of course!), and my life got too busy to worry about breaking a nail or chipping nail polish! Plus, long nails &amp;amp; nailpolish didn't work when I had the jobs when I unloaded trucks 6 days a week all through my 20s...Now, with my shaky ms hands, it's not even a consideration!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;        I'm getting all caught up in some tv lately *hiding my head in shame*...now it's "Hoarders" on A&amp;amp;E *snicker*...nothing will keep you motivated if THAT doesn't! And I LOVE "Pawn Stars" &amp;amp; "American Pickers" on the history channel, along with Ax Men &amp;amp; the regular history stuff. A&amp;amp;E has a cool show about Billy the Exterminator, &amp;amp; I used to watch Parking Wars when that was on. But, keep in mind, I ALWAYS have a book beside me for the commercials! Alright, I gotta go...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;               BoUnCeS!!               LibbY!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-997966860681183765?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/997966860681183765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=997966860681183765' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/997966860681183765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/997966860681183765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2010/03/let-buyer-beware.html' title='...let the buyer beware...'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/S6rvz1yvaxI/AAAAAAAACd8/hsUQCpyho9o/s72-c/dog+blakit.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-5176907285117494484</id><published>2010-03-21T19:54:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T22:51:55.421-04:00</updated><title type='text'>...random funny stuff...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/S6azExJ3QmI/AAAAAAAACdk/J1OFkVL8QoY/s1600-h/lol+cats+3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451241293474120290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/S6azExJ3QmI/AAAAAAAACdk/J1OFkVL8QoY/s320/lol+cats+3.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/S6azETknD8I/AAAAAAAACdc/urlvU17AulM/s1600-h/look+down+on.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451241285533241282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/S6azETknD8I/AAAAAAAACdc/urlvU17AulM/s320/look+down+on.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/S6azEKNd5FI/AAAAAAAACdU/gEtCWxN2zSs/s1600-h/first+day....jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451241283020252242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/S6azEKNd5FI/AAAAAAAACdU/gEtCWxN2zSs/s320/first+day....jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;I &lt;em&gt;really &lt;/em&gt;need to quit thinking today...no good ever comes from that, right? lol! My insomnia has been SO bad this week, I can't stand it! I'm going to bed at 1 am, and tossing &amp;amp; turning until I fall asleep...at f*ng 6:30 or 7 am!! I did give up &amp;amp; turn the tv on last night at 3 am...my favorite movie was on..."Phonebooth"! I used to be able to take a 25 mg Benadryl if I had a hard time falling asleep (which wasn't very often), but not now, even 2 25mgs won't work. Bullshit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;I was thinking about when Tif was in school, it really was fun...she was a cheerleader, &amp;amp; ran cross country, &amp;amp; was on the school's soccer team, and all kinds of other stuff! And she was the most popular kid I ever knew! And she &lt;em&gt;liked me!&lt;/em&gt; lol! I was definitely NOT one of the popular crowd in high school! How did I get so lucky as to have THIS girl? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;So, when she and her friends were getting their senior pictures taken, one of the girls was bitching about her hair, always! I don't know why, she had naturally curly dark hair, and if she ever let it be curly, it looked really beautiful, it was the kind of curls you can only hope to get when you get a perm, and her hair was down to the middle of her back. She flat-ironed it every day, cuz she wanted it straight so bad...wow, that had to take a couple hrs a day to do! So she was telling us all about how she ALWAYS wanted straight blonde hair. She had begged and begged her mom to get her Johnson's baby shampoo. So when she finally got a bottle, she had her mom use that on her, of course Moms &lt;em&gt;always &lt;/em&gt;will humor their daughters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;      After she got her hair towel-dried, Brit looked in the mirror &amp;amp; started bawling her eyes out...she thought that shampoo would've made her hair look just like the little girl's on the bottle, straight &amp;amp; blonde!! That was funny as hell! Not to the two of them at the time, though, I'm sure...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;         Then there was the time when Tif was in maybe the 2nd or 3rd grade, she and her friend across the street were walking home from school, &amp;amp; were arguing about something, &amp;amp; Tif whapped her friend in the stomach with her bookbag. Then Tif got home &amp;amp; she was crying about the fight. She got all the sympathy in the world...until Kev asked her about the way it ended &amp;amp; we found out that we hadn't known about the whap in the stomach with the bookbag!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;    And the time she had a friend stay overnight, and they found a way to have fun on the stairs...we were downstairs watching tv, and all of a sudden it sounded like a herd of rhinos! I got up &amp;amp; went around the corner to the bottom of the stairs, &amp;amp; Tif &amp;amp; her friend were sitting in laundry baskets, sliding down the stairs from the second floor to the first, banging to a sudden stop against the wall at the bottom of the stairs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-5176907285117494484?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/5176907285117494484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=5176907285117494484' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/5176907285117494484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/5176907285117494484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2010/03/random-funny-stuff.html' title='...random funny stuff...'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/S6azExJ3QmI/AAAAAAAACdk/J1OFkVL8QoY/s72-c/lol+cats+3.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-4938021915626853075</id><published>2010-03-17T18:53:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T21:47:08.841-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wahh-hooo!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/S6Fd7kV-UGI/AAAAAAAACdE/7Fldg7TJcPc/s1600-h/steroids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449740302044516450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 307px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/S6Fd7kV-UGI/AAAAAAAACdE/7Fldg7TJcPc/s320/steroids.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Well, I went back to see my gp (Dr A) this morning, and I didn't have a heart attack! Cuz in the last 2 or 3 days, I've had a stress test, an echocardiagram, etc! But today, he was all smiley, and told me my stress test was great, &amp;amp; so was my echo...I said, well, what the hell was all that crap that had me scared half to death?? All he could think of was maybe Phyllis didn't put the leads in the right places...whatever....I still like Phyllis...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;That pic up there at the top is Bro with Talan, and I'm at the bottom with him! I had everybody in my house the other day, so we NEEDED pictures!! And the other one is Truman...in his dreams!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;So, anyway, I got back on my once-a-week avonex ms shots today. Thats what I was on for the first 13 yrs I had ms, then I &lt;em&gt;stupidly&lt;/em&gt; got off of it &amp;amp; tried 3 other different things. I'm glad I did, cuz now I know what works for me &amp;amp; what doesnt! pheeeww...having ms is a f*n fulltime job!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;Now I'm going to bed...they're scheduling my thyroid surgery tomorrow...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;*Pads off with a self-satisfied smirk* LibbY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-4938021915626853075?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/4938021915626853075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=4938021915626853075' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/4938021915626853075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/4938021915626853075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2010/03/wahh-hooo.html' title='Wahh-hooo!!'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/S6Fd7kV-UGI/AAAAAAAACdE/7Fldg7TJcPc/s72-c/steroids.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-6243005565356134245</id><published>2010-03-11T22:30:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T00:19:42.335-05:00</updated><title type='text'>..if it weren't for bad luck...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/S5nAQtaCCYI/AAAAAAAACcs/SrhiOkcpK2A/s1600-h/hoarder.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447596617580546434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/S5nAQtaCCYI/AAAAAAAACcs/SrhiOkcpK2A/s320/hoarder.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;Well, so, Monday &amp;amp; Tuesday were my checkups with my ms dr (Monday) for surgery clearance, &amp;amp; my gp for the same thing Tuesday. Mon was fine...Tues my gp's assistant was giving me an ekg on my heart...she took the paper that printed out &amp;amp; went to the next room to show Dr A...he &lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;came hurrying back in and asked if I'd had any chest pain, and I said no...he asked if I was sure (no, I was lying...&amp;amp;*sarcasm*), then said "You've had a heart attack in the past, it looks like." Dear God, what else???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;That brought me to the hospital yesterday for an *all day* resting stress test. Logically, now that I think about it...you go to the dr just for a once-over, and he tells you 'You've had a heart attack.', nope, no stress here...c'mon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;All of this stems from the one time Dr P did an mri on my c-spine too, just to check &amp;amp; make sure I had no ms scars on my spine...then she finds a node on my thyroid...then I get told I need a needle biopsy on it...it's 'indeterminate', so I need surgery...b4 surgery, I need checked...they find something &lt;em&gt;else&lt;/em&gt;, &amp;amp; think I've had a frikkin heart attack in the past...just what the hell is up here?? Man! I'm the healthiest sick person I know...or the sickest healthy person.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;I &lt;em&gt;really &lt;/em&gt;hate this part of my life, I really do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;I'm done for tonight....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;slinks away, muttering... Libby...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-6243005565356134245?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/6243005565356134245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=6243005565356134245' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/6243005565356134245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/6243005565356134245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2010/03/if-it-werent-for-bad-luck.html' title='..if it weren&apos;t for bad luck...'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/S5nAQtaCCYI/AAAAAAAACcs/SrhiOkcpK2A/s72-c/hoarder.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-3930080641517361550</id><published>2010-03-06T15:33:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T18:09:19.651-05:00</updated><title type='text'>time to laugh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/S5K9AqII1LI/AAAAAAAACcU/fBI9yNkRO40/s1600-h/son.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445622718450422962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/S5K9AqII1LI/AAAAAAAACcU/fBI9yNkRO40/s320/son.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/S5K9AY6umkI/AAAAAAAACcM/gUi0VOteZJE/s1600-h/chinese+food.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445622713830775362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 255px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/S5K9AY6umkI/AAAAAAAACcM/gUi0VOteZJE/s320/chinese+food.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/S5K8_wxDvPI/AAAAAAAACcE/XUykWh7ih_0/s1600-h/grandchildren.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445622703052799218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 244px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/S5K8_wxDvPI/AAAAAAAACcE/XUykWh7ih_0/s320/grandchildren.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663333;"&gt;O-kay...I'm &lt;em&gt;really &lt;/em&gt;sick of having to be serious! The movie "Shallow Hal" comes on at 4:00, and, even though I have the dvd, I'm watching it! That's about one of the funniest movies I've &lt;em&gt;ever &lt;/em&gt;seen! Of course, I lmao'd at 'Weekend At Bernie's' 1 and 2, so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#663333;"&gt;I was on the phone with Kim last night, and she told me what she had done to her youngest boy a few years ago, when she &amp;amp; her kids went to Florida with her mom &amp;amp; dad (she's as good at the great American sport called "embarrassing your kids" as I am!). He was about 12 or 13, and they were at a motel. She &amp;amp; Boy2 were on the way to the pool, and he went around a corner in the motel, and said he had to go to the bathroom. There was a door to the bathroom, and he went in and locked it. Kim had her video camera, and was just wandering around filming this and that...then she went back to the bathroom door with the cam on, and started jiggling the doorknob "click-click-click-click". She said she heard him say in a low voice "&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;There's somebody in here.&lt;/span&gt;" She walked around for a minute, and went back to the door "Click-click-click-click-click-click", sounding more frantic. Here's Boy2, a little louder, "&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There's someone in here&lt;/span&gt;!"&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; ...Kim takes one more circle around the lobby, then back to the door.."Click-click-click-click-click-click-click!", with an additional rap at the door. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;There's someone in here!!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;She said the camera got all shaky at this point, cuz she was laughing SO hard, but holding it in so he wouldn't hear her distinctive hyena-laugh! That's when he actually opened the door, &amp;amp; she zoomed in on his face. I can't wait to see this video! She's under orders to dig it out, I HAVE to see this!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#663333;"&gt;So you see...&lt;strong&gt;THIS &lt;/strong&gt;is what I was lucky enough to immediately 'click' with in 8th grade &amp;amp; become inseparable with!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#663333;"&gt;           I went to bed last night with a bag of powdered donuts &amp;amp; a box of Cheez-its, &amp;amp; a can of Coke...*heavenly*! And I stupidly kept the tv on in there, so I had to keep watching 'Numb3rs' (I LOVE that show!)...maybe it's because of &lt;a href="http://davidkrumholtzfansite.zoomshare.com/files/david23.jpg"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;....Charlie Eppes has it all on the outside, and, on the show, he knows physics, and that's...well puts his character at the top of the food chain. Or then there's &lt;a href="http://www.cbs.com/primetime/numb3rs/bio/david_krumholtz/bio.php"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#663333;"&gt;            Just in case anyone wonders...no, I'm not desperate for a guy...I &lt;em&gt;prefer &lt;/em&gt;to be on my own at the moment! I'm doing exactly what guys do, ya know...appreciate something or someone that looks good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#663333;"&gt;           BoUnCeS!!                LibbY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-3930080641517361550?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/3930080641517361550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=3930080641517361550' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/3930080641517361550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/3930080641517361550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2010/03/time-to-laugh.html' title='time to laugh!'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/S5K9AqII1LI/AAAAAAAACcU/fBI9yNkRO40/s72-c/son.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10147821.post-6477273385385011362</id><published>2010-03-04T21:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T21:25:34.378-05:00</updated><title type='text'>okay, i met the surgeon today...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/S5BPTABfvuI/AAAAAAAACb8/wpcdhea8YGQ/s1600-h/fascism.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444939137333313250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 167px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 254px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/S5BPTABfvuI/AAAAAAAACb8/wpcdhea8YGQ/s320/fascism.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/S5BPS7-x_pI/AAAAAAAACb0/IwTBQZndQYU/s1600-h/dead+guy.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444939136248184466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 196px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/S5BPS7-x_pI/AAAAAAAACb0/IwTBQZndQYU/s320/dead+guy.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/S5BPSLIP-1I/AAAAAAAACbs/s-gyQCSZhXM/s1600-h/Bad_Sign_thumb.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444939123134561106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 113px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/S5BPSLIP-1I/AAAAAAAACbs/s-gyQCSZhXM/s320/Bad_Sign_thumb.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Okay, now I know more of what's happening...I met the surgeon today. He wants to take my damn thyroid (Helene asked 'why? doesn't he have one if his own?'...she's good, wish I'dve thought to ask him!).Anyway, I was saying 'all of it??', and he explained that they don't know exactly what this "node" is, so, to avoid a future operation, he wants it all out now. Which is the best way, I guess...I'll be damned if I want him to slit my neck twice...he IS hot, but I gotta draw the line somewhere. So I hafta see my ms dr Monday, &amp;amp; my regular dr Tuesday, then he'll talk to them &amp;amp; set a date for surgery :-/ .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;       I'm thinking that I might ask Joe to go out for some beer before the surgery...that was not a mistake, yes, I &lt;em&gt;did &lt;/em&gt;say &lt;em&gt;some &lt;/em&gt;beer, not &lt;em&gt;a beer. :-)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;       &lt;/em&gt;Anyway, the insurance is figured out, I'm keeping what I have through Kev's old job with cobra. Expensive, but cheaper than paying for all the hospital &amp;amp; surgery bills myself. And the drug company that makes my expensive ms once-a-week shot called yesterday &amp;amp; they'll work with me. Yeah, it &lt;em&gt;has &lt;/em&gt;been a busy few days, why do you ask&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;    Okay, done~!          BoUnCeS!!                    LibbY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10147821-6477273385385011362?l=libybil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/feeds/6477273385385011362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10147821&amp;postID=6477273385385011362' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/6477273385385011362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10147821/posts/default/6477273385385011362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libybil.blogspot.com/2010/03/okay-i-met-surgeon-today.html' title='okay, i met the surgeon today...'/><author><name>Libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04873518747021842739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lzu6UJJXIc/TdIHMHRv9cI/AAAAAAAACtw/BsH99AsY98g/s220/cute%2Bbut%2Bpsycho.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eoKG3Sv8emk/S5BPTABfvuI/AAAAAAAACb8/wpcdhea8YGQ/s72-c/fascism.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry></feed>
