<?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-16313096</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:55:12.967-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Inner Workings of Me......</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ithinkiwanna.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16313096/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithinkiwanna.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Me, Myself, and I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00792449572773259780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>99</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16313096.post-5132759259599519752</id><published>2007-10-11T12:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:07:34.540-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Smoke Em if you got Em</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5tlj8JQfXY/Rw5kRZbjwwI/AAAAAAAAAAw/I4V3I0-Jaq8/s1600-h/smoke.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120140076413862658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v5tlj8JQfXY/Rw5kRZbjwwI/AAAAAAAAAAw/I4V3I0-Jaq8/s320/smoke.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;I try to be realistic and I know smoking is bad for you but damn I really liked this billboard.  I should hang one up outside my house!  If you got em smoke em people!  Minnesota is now smoke free.  So when people continue to die from lung cancer what are they going to blame it on? Air...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am having a bad day if you can't tell.  My son is still sick and tomorrow is having a CAT scan done.  I am sick of him being a damn &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Guinea&lt;/span&gt; pig.  he is a boy and mine at that.  fucking doctors fucking illnesses fucking A&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rapidcounter.com/signup.php" target="_top"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Web Counter" src="http://counter.rapidcounter.com/counter/1126870236/katt165"; ALIGN="middle" HSPACE="4" VSPACE="2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;script src=http://counter.rapidcounter.com/script/1126870236&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a style="font-size:12" href="http://www.rapidcounter.com/" target="_top"&gt;&lt;font style="font-size:12"color="#666666"&gt;Web Counter&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16313096-1280141029141763080?l=ithinkiwanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ithinkiwanna.blogspot.com/feeds/1280141029141763080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16313096&amp;postID=1280141029141763080&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16313096/posts/default/1280141029141763080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16313096/posts/default/1280141029141763080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithinkiwanna.blogspot.com/2007/09/holy-cow.html' title='Holy Cow'/><author><name>Me, Myself, and I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00792449572773259780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16313096.post-115686658416781010</id><published>2006-08-29T10:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T10:49:44.196-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time no See</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8018/1543/1600/beware%20of%20dog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8018/1543/320/beware%20of%20dog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I am back in school so I thought I would send a shout out...although no one has looked at my Bloggity blog for ooooooooo so long. That is okay you can't have fan fare forever now can we?? The summer went way too fast but hey I got a nice tan outta the deal so I am okay with that! Was able to spend some time with the kiddies which was extra special. didn't see my husband much (we work different shifts) but that is okay too...if we don't see each other we don't fight....nifty....well I have my next class soon so I am going to sign off...hopefully it won't be months and months until I write next....Cherrio&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rapidcounter.com/signup.php" target="_top"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Web Counter" src="http://counter.rapidcounter.com/counter/1126870236/katt165"; ALIGN="middle" HSPACE="4" VSPACE="2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;script src=http://counter.rapidcounter.com/script/1126870236&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a style="font-size:12" href="http://www.rapidcounter.com/" target="_top"&gt;&lt;font style="font-size:12"color="#666666"&gt;Web Counter&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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Growing up in an abusive home I suppose a kid is more liable to find some "make-believe" thing appear real than what the kid actually sees every day. SO for me it was the mystical. I loved unicorns and faery's. Now that I am a tad older I still like the mystical but I don't collect them much. But I am a sucker for Angels. I am not sure why, I just am! I named a dog I had once Angel (in truth she probably should have been Lucifer, she was bad, bad and more bad) I think if you can have mental illness in humans you can in animals also. This dog was crazy but I loved her and one day she snapped literally and my husband had to bring her to the vet to go to doggie heaven. On our 5th Anniversary. That was a sad day in my life. Anyways that year my mother (whom I don't like to name LOL) she was in Vegas for Christmas and brought me back this little Rottweiler doggie with wings. And my Angel was a Rottie and now she had her wings. It choked me up something fierce even to this day that little ornament was the best present that I got. How stupid is that? Don't tell my mother she always buys me socks and underwear for Christmas...My stepdad God Bless his little German tight ass goes out and gets my sister and I a bottle of bubble bath and tapes a Hundie on the front....LOVE IT...so I look forward to that, then I go out and spend it on everybody but me...too funny... maybe this year I will actually buy myself something. Steve got 33 dollars from his parents this year WOWZA they wrote in the card don't spend it all in one place. bout pissed myself with mirth that wouldn't even fill his truck up with a tank of gas. But I remember as a little kid getting a dollar and thinkin I won the effin lottery and my grandma saying the same thing but I could actually buy a candy bar and have change for another one a different day. amazing. But I can still get my kid to shovel for a quarter lucky for him I ain't a tight wad I have him a $5. My husband on the other hand will go Hey anyone wanna make a quarter and no one answers Yeah I wanna bust my ass for a quarter...I got some papers to write to carry on..........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rapidcounter.com/signup.php" target="_top"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Web Counter" src="http://counter.rapidcounter.com/counter/1126870236/katt165"; ALIGN="middle" HSPACE="4" VSPACE="2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;script src=http://counter.rapidcounter.com/script/1126870236&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a style="font-size:12" href="http://www.rapidcounter.com/" target="_top"&gt;&lt;font style="font-size:12"color="#666666"&gt;Web Counter&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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And I am thinking no bitch I beat my kid up right before he ate his lucky charms for breakfast. I swear when you marry your cousin around here you really shouldn't be populating!! And I am angry and upset so I pick up the kid because apparently he is causing a disturbance with his looks and I am looking at the nurse thinking Mother Nature gave her a case of the fuglies don't be taking it out on my kid. I dunno can kids have bizarre accidents with out the parent being accused of the mommy dearest act? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And to top that all off my youngest was sick today and I suppose now I am locking her in her room beating her with wire hangers too....WHY WHY WHY WHY............&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 87px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="87" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8018/1543/400/mommie%20dearest.jpg" width="130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was really one of those days that I craved, yearned, dreamed of smokin in the boys room...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 151px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 137px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="137" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8018/1543/400/marlboro.jpg" width="112" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I can taste it...smell it....I don't care if I smell like a big butt or ashtray....sigh....was only the thought of dying that prevented me from lighten up.........Have a nice weekend people and hopefully will see you bright eyed and bushy tailed on Monday...how come Monday sounds so much like Mundane.....??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rapidcounter.com/signup.php" target="_top"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Web Counter" src="http://counter.rapidcounter.com/counter/1126870236/katt165"; ALIGN="middle" HSPACE="4" VSPACE="2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;script src=http://counter.rapidcounter.com/script/1126870236&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a style="font-size:12" href="http://www.rapidcounter.com/" target="_top"&gt;&lt;font style="font-size:12"color="#666666"&gt;Web Counter&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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Family (him I assume)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;4.)Self&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;5.)homework (school)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Okay people do you notice anything really strange about this line-up??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;FUcking ASSHOLE...yes I said it and I will continue to say it!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;We live in a farming community and we were driving by the "harvesting" the other day and STEVE good ol Steve says...."Look there is a corn tractor" what in the EFF is a corn tractor??? I correct him by saying gee Steve that is a COMBINE....he wasn't pleased......who cares?? My wonderful husband also says I don't contribute enough to this household (financially) so wants me to find a job in between everything else....what in the HELL??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;I should give everyone a little history on Steve and Mikel...sittin in a tree....NOT k*i*s*s*i*n*g....first comes baby, then comes marriage, then comes love in this marriage....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;What I didn't know was Steve has some serious ass issues...and therefore when we got married I then developed these serious ass issues...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;He drinks (well not for 2 years...keep your fingers crossed) he is a religious nutball (yes a bible thumper) he has some whacked out ideas about what the "woman's" role is in a marriage...and when it comes to fight or flight he flies...yes he does...not stick around and fight for something hell no...clean out the bank account and leave everything and everyone like they don't exsist.  I think he is lazy...but he does work 2 jobs...which apparently entitles him to do NOTHING else when he is done....HOLD UP... THE WORLD STOPS WHEN STEVE DOES....give me a fucking break....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;2 summers ago Steve and I were going through divorce proceedings...almost made it too dammit...2 weeks before it was going to be final (me being FREE) we decided...yes lets try this vicious cycle one more time....for the kids....excuse me people the kids can see what is happening here..............AND NO IT ISN"T PMS....that is what he says when I get a lil pissed....never ever could be something inside of me needing to get out.....NOOOOO it is someone or something else's' fault.....one more example before I am off to start my day................I asked Steve what he had sacrificed in this marriage to be with me and to be a family....after quite a few minutes he says you know I just gave you my hamburger and that was a sacrifice to me............HELLO...............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rapidcounter.com/signup.php" target="_top"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Web Counter" src="http://counter.rapidcounter.com/counter/1126870236/katt165"; ALIGN="middle" HSPACE="4" VSPACE="2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;script src=http://counter.rapidcounter.com/script/1126870236&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a style="font-size:12" href="http://www.rapidcounter.com/" target="_top"&gt;&lt;font style="font-size:12"color="#666666"&gt;Web Counter&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16313096-112904809865468301?l=ithinkiwanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ithinkiwanna.blogspot.com/feeds/112904809865468301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16313096&amp;postID=112904809865468301&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16313096/posts/default/112904809865468301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16313096/posts/default/112904809865468301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithinkiwanna.blogspot.com/2005/10/playing-with-blog.html' title='Playing with the Blog'/><author><name>Me, Myself, and I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00792449572773259780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16313096.post-112903603327209729</id><published>2005-10-11T07:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T08:08:39.416-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8018/1543/1600/thousands%20of%20angels.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8018/1543/400/thousands%20of%20angels.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I love this picture...if you look quickly at it, it resembles a black vortex of some kind...but if you stop and look a little longer you will notice that it is actually thousands of angels....AWESOME...&lt;br /&gt;I finished my paper at about 1 am... WOOOHOOOO!! Next week is mid-terms....another WOOOWHOOO..this semester is almost half over...Today is my sisters birthday, she is 32...hehehehe...she will always be older and shorter than me...I promised her a cake, she wanted chocolate but I kept messing with her and told her I was going to make angel food, so now she was all excited for the angel food and I am making her devil's food...I am such a bitch!! I am generally a nice person, but I have an evil streak a mile long and sometimes I just gotta do it!! Then I feel so much better! Okay going back to bed...see ewes real soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rapidcounter.com/signup.php" target="_top"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Web Counter" src="http://counter.rapidcounter.com/counter/1126870236/katt165"; ALIGN="middle" HSPACE="4" VSPACE="2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;script src=http://counter.rapidcounter.com/script/1126870236&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a style="font-size:12" href="http://www.rapidcounter.com/" target="_top"&gt;&lt;font style="font-size:12"color="#666666"&gt;Web Counter&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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Yesterday was D-Day for our family. My dad got married. When I went to pick up my sister, my daughter locked the keys in the trunk and the doors were locked aswell, I don't have a spare people!! I was thinking someone somewhere really had a sick sense of humor, until I realized it would have been better for me to stay home and some higher power was warning me. Well I am not sure if I told you people this but my dad was a recovering alcoholic and when he met precious began to drink again. He did stop about 6 months ago, but when we got up to his house yesterday he was drunk and slurring his words. Then his now shitbag wife promised that if our kids were in the wedding she would pay for their outfits, note to self, you can't trust the fucking devil. So I, being the least trusting of my sister and I choose to get my own kids clothes, so we wouldn't have pie in the face when there weren't clothes there on the day of the wedding. My sister says I am paranoid, I say, I plan ahead. Well she choose to trust the bitch and we get there and there was a shirt waiting, but gee whiz it was 6 sizes too small (NO JOKE)(this after calling me 4 times to ask the size). I ended up having to take my panicked sister to a store so her son wouldn't go nekkid. Now she says to me since you are going out you can pick up your dad's suit. What the fuck do I look like a fricken &lt;a href="gopher://gopher...I"&gt;gopher?  I&lt;/a&gt; am pissed but don't want to cause a major scene on her day.   I go, like the good lil dog I am. We get out to the wedding site and some lady is handing out flowers with names on them, my sister gets hers and all of the kids then she is rummaging thru the 7 or so that were left and again she looks panicked (I can read her mind) and I said, "fuck it if they didn't make me one I won't wear one" My poor sister looks close to tears and I am just flippant because I knew that bitch would use today to further alienate me from my dad (wasn't too far to go) Then another woman pushes her way thru the crowd saying "I DID NOT FORGET ANYONE" looking down her nose at me,  I say "well then lady where is mine? " she didn't know so they all scrambled to make me one from the left overs....you are thinking it has to be over soon right.........HAHAHAHAHAHAHA not on your life people...so we stumble thru the wedding and I get told because I didn't choose to do the locomotion (like a drunk idiot, making a fool outta myself) I was an asshole by my dad infront of my kids, and there is my hero, my 11 year old son said "my momma ain't the asshole here"....oh I forgot about the table decor...everyone in the family got a cutsie lil bag with some shit in them and on the bag everyone had a nice name on them in marker or colored pencil. I get to mine...you know it people.... black ball point pen. I was happy when I saw that in the bag there were mints, this meaning someone else thought the whole thing STUNK!!! The blushing bride got a nose bleed as well as my dad...gee I wonder what the odds of that would be... That is my story...I am starting a new chapter in my life and my daddy if someone should ask died a long time ago and his mourning has been severe....peace out..............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rapidcounter.com/signup.php" target="_top"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Web Counter" src="http://counter.rapidcounter.com/counter/1126870236/katt165"; ALIGN="middle" HSPACE="4" VSPACE="2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;script src=http://counter.rapidcounter.com/script/1126870236&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a style="font-size:12" href="http://www.rapidcounter.com/" target="_top"&gt;&lt;font style="font-size:12"color="#666666"&gt;Web Counter&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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Yesterday I typed up another blog and wasn't payin attention and erased it all. Boy that bit the big you know what! If I could have went bonkers in the U library I would have. Anywho, I wrote about my vices or lack there of. I use to have more but nowadays I don't have many! I quit smoking August 1st (could you tell) Minnesota passed another $1 per pack tax and I said to myself, "Self, this is BULLSHIT" and quit cold turkey...YIKES, yes I did! It is all mind over matter and I am the boss dammit!! ohya my one big vice now is swearing....I just dunno, I like to do it, its funny though my husband can drop an f bomb and it makes him sound like a dork but I do it and it just turns into another word. I wonder what that means. It has become a problem around my home so I am trying to work on that too! Crappers pretty soon I won't have any vices and I will be Effin perfect, won't that be fun?? My dog needs to be in a group home for mentally disabled dogs! He is a spaz...he knows the neighbors yet everyday they seem new to him and he is vicious in his adventures...golly, he kinda takes after me I am very anti-social...GO-Figure!! He tried to bite me once...notice I said tried, and once all in the same sentence, that went over like a lead balloon, he hasn't tried since. Cute but stupid, kinda like my ex boyfriend. I sure can attract em......&lt;br /&gt;Sumboobie has been pissin in the Gene Pool around here....I just found a wad of gum on the window sill. What the hell is that? My kids musta been dropped on their melons! You will notice I don't talk about them much...it isn't that I don't like them, I just don't want some weirdo out in Blogland to scope them out and all that...I could be paranoid but weirder shit has happened!! I love my kiddies...they are my sunshines... my only sunshines... they make me happy... when skies are grey... they will never know dears... how much I love them... please don't take my sunshines away!! There that somes it up....even though they are lil demons!! I suppose they are a product of me and I have been called lots of different names...Up until I was 5, I thought my name was U lil Shit...I know that sounds funny but as a kid it isn't so I don't talk to mine that way...EVER. I am quite an ENIGMA..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rapidcounter.com/signup.php" target="_top"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Web Counter" src="http://counter.rapidcounter.com/counter/1126870236/katt165"; ALIGN="middle" HSPACE="4" VSPACE="2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;script src=http://counter.rapidcounter.com/script/1126870236&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a style="font-size:12" href="http://www.rapidcounter.com/" target="_top"&gt;&lt;font style="font-size:12"color="#666666"&gt;Web Counter&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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Sad! Yesterday my husband and I spent the day going thru his grandparents things. His grandpa died in July, on the hottest day of the year. The smell was horrible (nobody had been in his home since). This man was also a pack rat which made it all the worse, 95 years of collecting proved to be a very interesting day!&lt;br /&gt;Have I said my dad is getting married? Yeah he is, on October 1st.  I don't talk about him too much. His soon to be bride is 6 years older than me. It is funny, I never thought about age with any couple until I met this woman and it happened in my life. I have already been removed from the wil,l so what is left with that relationship (kidding, it was never about the money or lack there of!!)? Everyone wants to pretend it is alright for the wedding ,but I am sure after the 'blessed' event it will go back to the way things REALLY are! The first time I met the soon to be 'step-mother' I wasn't impressed. She has a drinking and drug habit, no wonder her and my dad hit it off! She is a liar and manipulator (which I caught her in but I suppose that is why someone already came up with the saying love is blind!) Anywho, my sister and I's pictures started disappearing from the house, as well as our kids, I knew that was a bad sign. Those pictures got replaced with her dogs! I am not kidding!! I think what bothers me the most about this whole situation is that my dad was having back surgery and he is a diabetic and alcoholic and drug user, so that made it very dire for him to even have the surgery and he must have known something was wrong because he revised his will and what not. He had the surgery and his "precious" didn't come see him once in the hospital, then continued to call him drunk when he got home, because he wasn't spending time with her! Who took care of him...ME, but then who else would? Okay here is the OH MY GOD something is whacked part: In their current home their lives a family: with Mike (my dad) Lady Di (no shit that is what they call her) Claudia (the mutt dog, that is their daughter) and Jay (the ex-boyfriend to the lady Di). I am serious. I was told that Jay missed the dog (that had been his and Di's daughter together originally) so he had to move in.  I cringe to think I would actually fit in on the Jerry Springer show!!&lt;br /&gt;Maybe another time I will get to talk about my mother.........my life is tragic and I am trying my hardest to stop the cycle and do something different, so my children don't turn out as fucked up as me.&lt;br /&gt;Some other time I will go into my life a lil more, but not today because today is MY birthday and I don't want to be depressed!&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to me!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rapidcounter.com/signup.php" target="_top"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Web Counter" src="http://counter.rapidcounter.com/counter/1126870236/katt165"; ALIGN="middle" HSPACE="4" VSPACE="2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;script src=http://counter.rapidcounter.com/script/1126870236&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a style="font-size:12" href="http://www.rapidcounter.com/" target="_top"&gt;&lt;font style="font-size:12"color="#666666"&gt;Web Counter&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16313096-112636199625171570?l=ithinkiwanna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ithinkiwanna.blogspot.com/feeds/112636199625171570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16313096&amp;postID=112636199625171570&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16313096/posts/default/112636199625171570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16313096/posts/default/112636199625171570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ithinkiwanna.blogspot.com/2005/09/steve.html' title=''/><author><name>Me, Myself, and I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00792449572773259780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16313096.post-112620721201051040</id><published>2005-09-08T14:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T14:23:17.383-05:00</updated><title type='text'>UM.......Yeah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8018/1543/1600/sunrise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="221" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8018/1543/320/sunrise.jpg" width="120" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Someone please remind me when I am doing my schedule for next semester, that 5 classes in one day might be a really really BAD idea!! In my infinate wisdom I thought hmmmmm... do 5 then get the next day off, you couldn't possibly go wrong. HAHAHAHAHA well if anyone cares that idea really isn't the right one! I end up sleeping the better part of the morning away. And I am still getting up for my kiddies and do all my other "wifely" things I need to get done, plus one can't forget the homework for those 5 itsy bitsy lil classes. Who are you and what happened to Mikel? I am not sure I remember why I wanted to go back to college...Am I complaining? Heck no I am really just over stimulated! I will tell you again in a month how my schedule is going and I bet it will be way better!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rapidcounter.com/signup.php" target="_top"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Web Counter" src="http://counter.rapidcounter.com/counter/1126870236/katt165"; ALIGN="middle" HSPACE="4" VSPACE="2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;script src=http://counter.rapidcounter.com/script/1126870236&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a style="font-size:12" href="http://www.rapidcounter.com/" target="_top"&gt;&lt;font style="font-size:12"color="#666666"&gt;Web Counter&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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