<?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-7712470</id><updated>2012-02-04T09:18:51.392-05:00</updated><category term='casey kasem'/><category term='wooster'/><category term='top 40'/><title type='text'>Hi, it's me!!</title><subtitle type='html'>I used to buy these little books to write all my thoughts and ideas down. (While I'm thinking of it, if i get hit by a bus, make sure to throw those away!) Now I use this blog. Some of this stuff makes sense, some don't. No matter.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresasideas.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7712470/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresasideas.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7712470/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03488231003775906740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HFtERKPHL3s/SOVF3Tey6UI/AAAAAAAAAIk/ecpfZX3NHEo/S220/theresa+bw.bmp'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>196</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7712470.post-8082648198760679304</id><published>2012-02-04T09:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T09:18:51.403-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's getting good now!</title><content type='html'>The classes are moving along, I'm finally in the actual education classes and I've never been more excited! I learned more in the first week of my Exceptionalities class than many semesters put together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reality of me becoming a teacher is setting in and I have a inner excitement that I hope you all experience at some point in your life, it's a wonderful feeling!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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Almost Christmas Story-ish huh? It was this year, downtown. Santa flies into Wooster and lands on the roof of the fancy shmancy art store and the firemen put the ladder truck up to get him down. What? That's not the usual arrival?? You're kidding me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, the people dressed as pineapple roaming the streets giving out balloons keeps the "good old fashioned Christmas traditions" alive...wait...huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HFtERKPHL3s/R84MrbFAvDI/AAAAAAAAADA/lDK0AAEIUtU/s1600-h/snow+2008.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174086962037963826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HFtERKPHL3s/R84MrbFAvDI/AAAAAAAAADA/lDK0AAEIUtU/s320/snow+2008.bmp" 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;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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one was taken this week actually!! They had a snow day, then a 60 degree day and today...ICE STORM! Woot, Ohio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HFtERKPHL3s/R84MrrFAvEI/AAAAAAAAADI/jokOgTuahz8/s1600-h/07+gingerbread+house.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174086966332931138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HFtERKPHL3s/R84MrrFAvEI/AAAAAAAAADI/jokOgTuahz8/s320/07+gingerbread+house.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Awww, I love this picture. We did a darn good job on that gingerbread house. Such a good job that no one was allowed to eat it, so it got hard, and after Christmas was over..was thrown away. Yeah, I'm proud. (The icing wasn't very tasty anyhow)&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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HFtERKPHL3s/R84Mr7FAvFI/AAAAAAAAADQ/yqEsYVDHQtw/s1600-h/brendan+snowmen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174086970627898450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HFtERKPHL3s/R84Mr7FAvFI/AAAAAAAAADQ/yqEsYVDHQtw/s320/brendan+snowmen.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brendan's head can be seen JUST above the row of snowmen...yeah, he blends in..lol&lt;br /&gt;His class made about a hundred and a half sock snowmen and took them to the Akron Children's hospital to pass out. He was so hyped. 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&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7712470-8465965048643222782?l=theresasideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresasideas.blogspot.com/feeds/8465965048643222782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7712470&amp;postID=8465965048643222782' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7712470/posts/default/8465965048643222782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7712470/posts/default/8465965048643222782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresasideas.blogspot.com/2007/05/front-row-seats-on-50-front-yard-line.html' title='front row seats on the 50 front yard line!'/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03488231003775906740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HFtERKPHL3s/SOVF3Tey6UI/AAAAAAAAAIk/ecpfZX3NHEo/S220/theresa+bw.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HFtERKPHL3s/RlOK4pZbRSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/bvUNYKcBEpQ/s72-c/yard+football.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7712470.post-522223134591588239</id><published>2007-03-31T07:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T07:39:48.677-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It sprung</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HFtERKPHL3s/Rg5WDpJplzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/H-0M4co7J_4/s1600-h/first+sign+of+spring+07.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048066852914829106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HFtERKPHL3s/Rg5WDpJplzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/H-0M4co7J_4/s400/first+sign+of+spring+07.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is what I saw when I looked out my window this morning.&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;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;/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;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'M SO HAPPY! There's something about a warm, blue-skied spring morning to put you in a frame of mind that has been missing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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Alright, Alright, I hear you yelling Jared "YES ITS RIGHT!! Write something!" So I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is no secret to anyone who has read this blog over the last couple years that I am a football fan. A Steeler fan through and through, but overall a true football fan. I've decided to dedicate this blog entry to the players, to the fans, to the supporters, to the pigskins, to the gridiron, to the sport that excites me more than any other. Enjoy.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2794/488/1600/steelers%20field.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2794/488/320/steelers%20field.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing with my family in the snow at The Point. There is a stage and the men with their black and gold are up there. I can't hear what they are saying because the crowd is just insane. The jets fly overhead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nineteen seventy something:  Party at my house. My mom is jumping up and down and we won the superbowl...AGAIN...we grab our signs and head to the corner and wait for the triffic jam of fans leaving Three Rivers. They'll all beep, they'll all yell, and we are part of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Howard Street Hawks vs. the Rostock Raiders. We didn't know much about the rules of football yet, but we cheered in that little field underneath the billboard next to the city steps anyhow at each game. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argo Street, the girls didn't get to play much, but I remember the smug look on Mark's face when he put his hands out to "easily" tag me and stop the play. I got past him, and ran like mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juniors agaisnt the Seniors. My government teacher knew I was nicknamed "The Secret Weapon" before I did. I didn't know the plays, but I was a nose guard and knew what that meant, that's all I needed. The game ended in a tie, we were muddy and wet and thrilled. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://re3.mm-a7.yimg.com/image/2611194781"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://re3.mm-a7.yimg.com/image/2611194781" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being Steeler fans outside of Pittsburgh is sometimes tricky. Explaining that you'll back them no matter how they are doing, isn't sensible to some people. "You are in Ohio, you should cheer for an Ohio team." Hmmm....ok. "GO BUCKEYES!!"&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO PENGUINS!!!!! (I've known Geneen since birth!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2794/488/1600/ysu%20cheerleaders.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2794/488/400/ysu%20cheerleaders.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&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;br /&gt;Mid 1990's, Dillon and Tony begin playing for the Westside Patriots. I wanted to be at every game, at every practice, cheering them on, and encouraging them. I have pictures of trophies, but they'd KILL ME!!! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first Pro game. Steelers - Browns, in Cleveland. Steelers won. (For the love of my Brown's fan friends, I'll stop here.)Except, don't let your car overheat in Cleveland when you are dressed in full Steeler garb, you'll get funny looks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heartbreak. 1996-ish? We were on our way, San Diego wasn't even a threat. We knew when we entered Three Rivers that day that we were in the play-offs. We were wrong. Several things happened and we blew it. I saw tens of thousands of people leave one place in total silence and it added to the shock of the day. Next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heartbreak. "So you mean I can't just go to the Steelers when I'm ready to play and apply to be on the team?" Tony will be always be into football, he will work within the NFL in some way, I'm certain of it. He'll always be #55 to me no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not quite the group as before, but kids in the front yard throwing the football..."fall is not my favorite season, but it does have football, and that's the only thing I'll let summer go for."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I want to play football Mom." Katie is serious. She trades football cards with her cousins. She throws the football around. But years of gymnastics sent her in another direction and in the 4th grade, she started cheering. WYIF and Maurer field is our new "home field." She will make the 7th grade squad no problem...this year she will letter as a junior on the Varsity Squad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2794/488/1600/fawcett%20filed%20game.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2794/488/320/fawcett%20filed%20game.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&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;Our first visit to the Football Hall of Fame. I cried during the movie. We've been back again, and I can't wait for the next visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2794/488/1600/hall%20of%20fame.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2794/488/320/hall%20of%20fame.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2004. We give the wiggly fingers and chanted and caused the opponents to miss field goals. We are in the playoffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2005. Parties at Mom's the family is together again cheering the Steelers on. I'm teary-eyed and slightly out of breath remembering the excitment. Sitting at Andrea's house, everyone expecting a victory, and getting one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2794/488/1600/bettis%20snow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2794/488/400/bettis%20snow.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I am going to play football Aunt Theresa." Jared joins the ranks of the excited, hardworking sportsmen. Aunt Theresa is thrilled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the Monday Night Football theme as a ringtone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am commissioner of Some Football. The funnest fantasy football league out there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"William has football practice." "WILLIAM IS PLAYING FOOTBALL??? I'M SO EXCITED!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;High school football is really big. These little towns especially. They are behind their boys (sometimes obsessively) when I pull into the parking lot and see the tall field lights on. My heart is in my throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I want to play football Mom." Brendan is 7, his first week of practice was last week. I don't know which of us was more excited. He shows me the "big boy" drills and exercises. "I'm going to ask my dad to buy me tires so I can run through them." He explains. I wonder if he'll be a nose guard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2794/488/1600/practice%20brendan.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2794/488/320/practice%20brendan.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&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;He's not. He's a wide receiver with "great hands" and an awesome line backer that stopped TWO RUNNERS ON SATURDAY!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday-Saturday: Football. Junior high, Freshman, Junior Varsity, Varsity, college, NFL, Monday night and now, flag football at The Dean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mom, I want to play baseball." Eric is 4, there's time, and hope, for him yet. I'M JUST KIDDING!!! IF HE WANTS TO PLAY BASEBALL THAT'S FINE! I just hope he mows over the first baseman now and then...hee hee...WHAT??? They wear helmets!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The entire family has only one thing in common. Only one thing that we all know a great deal about. Only one thing that even if we have a Titan's fan rebel amongst us, and rival team fans as friends, we get excited to share with each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Football.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7712470-115497887767086268?l=theresasideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theresasideas.blogspot.com/feeds/115497887767086268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7712470&amp;postID=115497887767086268' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7712470/posts/default/115497887767086268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7712470/posts/default/115497887767086268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theresasideas.blogspot.com/2006/08/holy-heummheck.html' title='HOLY HE...umm...heck!'/><author><name>Theresa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03488231003775906740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HFtERKPHL3s/SOVF3Tey6UI/AAAAAAAAAIk/ecpfZX3NHEo/S220/theresa+bw.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7712470.post-115340275801686385</id><published>2006-07-20T08:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T08:39:18.093-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Letting you in on a whole mess of me lately!!</title><content type='html'>I've been gone for so long, I think I've made my disconnect from &lt;a href="http://mtpeaceofmind.blogspot.com/"&gt;LEESA&lt;/a&gt;!! The last two quizzes I've taken thanks to her suggestions have given me different results than her...times, they are a changin....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are An ENFJ&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Giver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You strive to maintain harmony in relationships, and usually succeed.&lt;br /&gt;Articulate and enthusiastic, you are good at making personal connections.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you idealize relationships too much - and end up being let down.&lt;br /&gt;You find the most energy and comfort in social situations ... where you shine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would make a good writer, human resources director, or psychologist.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourpersonalitytypequiz/"&gt;What's Your Personality Type?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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I had so much happening in the past month or so that I feel overwhelmed at where to begin!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, here is what I found out today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And the verdict is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You are more interesting than your weblog!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't necessarily mean that your weblog is boring. You just enjoy talking a lot more than writing. You have a busy social love because your friends love having you around. They just can't get enough of you. You might be wishing that you could spend more time online, but you really shouldn't. You're already right where you belong.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I know, you are going to tell me that's impossible right? But the quizzes don't lie!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some highlights of other events:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tree fell on my beloved Saturn and I've been begging borrowing and stealing rides from everyone!! Thank goodness my brother and sister-in-law offered the use of their vehicle!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw several concerts. I was very sad to hear that Amy was sick and couldn't go to Nine Inch Nails, but of anyone, I'm glad Amanda was able to sit in. We had sooooo much fun!! OH, yeah, and the music was great!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw Shinedown and Trapt. Shinedown was AWESOME and I think I fell in love with the singer of &lt;a href="http://www.evansblue.com/"&gt;EVANS BLUE&lt;/a&gt; they were good enough to help me forget the disappointment of Trapt. Sigh. We were close enough to push during the moshing, but far enough away that we didn't get kicked by anyone crowd surfing..LOL The tall blond that insisted on interrupting our conversations finally made progress with one of the security guys, I wonder if she got backstage after all? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I attended my first Ozric Tentacles concert too. It was a constant outpouring of musical energy!! Well, ok, let me see if I can do better than that. You know when you are at a concert and in between songs the band plays this music, with sounds and feeling and the crowd just cheers and it ends when the next song starts? That was this entire concert! Just feeling and echos and no vocals...wow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tori stayed at my house...YAY!! Jared stayed at my house...YAY!! Chelsea is there now...YAY!! Tony is there all the time...YAY YAY!! I love summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Fantasy Football League is almost totally drafted. THAT WENT FAST!! I'd like to say I can't wait for football, but NOTHING is making me want summer to end just yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Indiana for a wedding with a friend of mine. It was an awesome time! I met new people, saw nice places and ended up at the raceway that evening laughing and having a ball!! (Later that night I sang country karoke..yes i did....YES I DID!!)OK don't believe me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katie went to cheer camp, her first job is going great, she had a date last night SHHH!!!! Don't tell her I told!!! Brendan is reading, he is strong as a horse and he's such a funny guy!!!! Eric is so lovey dovey and he thinks Amy is "da bomb." I know this cause he told me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, ok, I'm stopping there!!! I didn't even come CLOSE to getting everything in there! But at least I feel better that I got semi caught up..now let me go see what blogger friends I've lost now...sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huge party at Ryan and Sarah's for the 4th of July was tons of fun. The food and fireworks were outdone only by the company! :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another party, this one at Amy's for her birthday was a great time as well! 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I learn so much about myself during these...who woulda thunk Isa fruitcake?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the fact that I scored 85% higher in class has me vaccuuming in my heels and pearls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellPadding=20 align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD align=middle&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;B&gt;Carole Lombard&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;You scored 16% grit, 14% wit, 47% flair, and 40% class! &lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;You're a little bit of a fruitcake, but you always act out in style. You have a good sense of humor, are game for almost anything, but you like to have nice things about you and are attracted to the high life. You're stylish and modern, but you've got a few rough edges that keep you from attaining true sophistication. Your leading men include William Powell, Fredric March, and Clark Gable. 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Even though we lost power for almost 2 hours, it was great! THANKS AGAIN MOM!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was eventful. Why, you ask? I was in Cleveland. NO Cleveland has nothing to do with it, but a concert has everything to do with it! Me and Melanie (woohoo) went to see Rob Thomas. But let me start at the beginning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We almost missed an entrance and Melanie gunned it when the light turned green and  peeled out in order to get in front of a snow plow. Yeah, she's crazy like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We get to the Wyndham and did not have the room that we reserved..so they had to upgrade us to a king suite. We were like, umm..oh alright, if you have to..sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was awesome! 2 tv's, fridge, microwave, and king size bed, plus they brought up a roll-away bed. I thought that only happened in the movies...but ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we walk like 3 minutes up the sidewalk to the theater district and go in and find that our seats are right at the end of the stairway all the way in the back. LAST ROW. Now, if you've ever been to the palace theatre, you know that means nothing cause it's small, and the seats had a great view straight back from the middle of the stage. BUT they smoosh the seats so close that you are literally overlapping with the person next to you. Right behind us is the box seats and no one is in the one to our left. We wait until Anna Nalick is done with her set. She is good, sort of silly during the performance, but it helped her ballerina pixie image all the more. She has an incredible voice and an awesome band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2794/488/1600/anna%20naulick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2794/488/320/anna%20naulick.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After she finishes, on my way for some drinks, I ask an usher about the empty box seats and he pretty much said to wait and see if anyone sits there, then whatever. So we wait, then right before Rob takes the stage, we go to make our move. However, the woman now at the stairs makes a big deal out of it and says we have to go the head usher, along the way talking to 2 other people about it..sigh...so the head usher says no and the gentleman (of about 70) says, "I'd like to help, but they'd kick my ass." It was funny hearing this from the old dude, and I just said, "Oh, we don't want that to happen! But thanks." So we are walking back to the lobby area and notice the woman isn't standing guard at the bottom of the steps anymore and discuss just going up there. I mention that there is another set of steps on the other side of the theatre, and that's where we go. Up the steps, past old props, into dark hallways, and right behind the box seats. We find an empty one and spend the next couple of hours enjoying great music, dancing, and comfort!! woohoo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rob Thomas, of course was incredibly, awesomely, sweet! He did his stuff, some Matchbox20 stuff, and then threw in greats like Space Cowboy (and the entire audience said woot-woo after some people call me maurice) it was hilarious. he and Anna sang Tom Petty/Stevie Nicks "Stop dragging my heart around" that was NICE! Rob and his awesome band did "Aint no sunshine" I sang "I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know..." for hours!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like always, his set was simple, he was humble and sincere, but his show was magnificent. When he sang "This is how a heart breaks" everyone was up, dancing, screaming, yelling...everything...yep...awesome..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2794/488/1600/robthomas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2794/488/320/robthomas.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&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;Not so awesome was the desk calling us at 9 in the morning after being at the hotel bar and ordering pizza and not getting to sleep until almost 3, to tell us that there are complaints of us making noise. They did NOT take into consideratin that there were about 6 teenage boys in the room next to us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, to top off a great time, we stopped at Panera's on the way home. MMMM!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope we continue this birthday tradition for many MANY years!! Thanks MEL!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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