<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22364692</id><updated>2009-10-16T16:03:58.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Melancholy Trollop</title><subtitle type='html'>Random Musings on life</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholytrolop.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22364692/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholytrolop.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22364692/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Melancholy Trollop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792987654446786300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>109</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22364692.post-8358783673993077795</id><published>2009-09-05T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T11:02:06.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fucking Cancer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Cancer has gotten the best of me temporarily. I started chemo (Taxotere and Cytoxan) in May 2009 again. Since I went through this all in 2003 you think it would be "same old same old" but my body has taken a beating and I am older and this time it's in my lung. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I haven't been able to make my brain, hands, emotions join together and be able to blog about this until right this moment....just felt right this morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I have been soooooo bummed about going bald again. It took me from 2004-2008 to grow all my hair back out and now I'm bald again. I realize hair is supposed to be no big deal BUT you have to understand MY HAIR was "MY DEAL". I do not have a beautiful face, lovely figure, don't wear makeup, or know how to put an outfit together BUT I had THE HAIR. Thick, wavy, long and it's what I hid behind. It's where I received all my compliments. It's pathetic to have used my hair as a prop but if you are honest we all have "OUR Thing" that makes us feel important. Perhaps it's a job title, an artistic talent, etc. If you lost that how would you feel?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;But I have decided no more hats until the cold weather forces me. I have been going out in public with my bald dome and trying to forget about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I had my 6th chemo treatment yesterday and right now I feel lousy but this blogging is somewhat distracting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;If you have breast cancer or any other cancer and wanna leave a comment I would love it. Even if you don't have cancer I'd love to hear from you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22364692-8358783673993077795?l=melancholytrolop.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholytrolop.blogspot.com/feeds/8358783673993077795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22364692&amp;postID=8358783673993077795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22364692/posts/default/8358783673993077795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22364692/posts/default/8358783673993077795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholytrolop.blogspot.com/2009/09/fucking-cancer.html' title='Fucking Cancer'/><author><name>Melancholy Trollop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792987654446786300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17156258377615697506'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22364692.post-3995348454759262074</id><published>2009-09-05T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T10:48:35.307-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leslie Berven's Dad Made me Laugh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Weird title I realize but he's been on my mind since he passed away 2 Christmas' ago. The man was generous, surly, hilarious, loving, frustrating, etc. But I am so glad I was able to know him in my lifetime. Talk to you soon big guy....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22364692-3995348454759262074?l=melancholytrolop.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholytrolop.blogspot.com/feeds/3995348454759262074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22364692&amp;postID=3995348454759262074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22364692/posts/default/3995348454759262074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22364692/posts/default/3995348454759262074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholytrolop.blogspot.com/2009/09/leslie-bervens-dad-made-me-laugh.html' title='Leslie Berven&apos;s Dad Made me Laugh'/><author><name>Melancholy Trollop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792987654446786300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17156258377615697506'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22364692.post-5365573992649255819</id><published>2008-03-14T13:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:01:37.830-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AWESOME Cancer Bracelet</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This morning I went to a bead shop with my friend Andi. With the help of the lady at DreamWeavers this bracelet was made for me!! Andi has a bracelet that has all the beads for every kind of cancer color. My bracelet has the pink for breast cancer, teal for ovarian, cervical, and uterine cancer, white for lung cancer, and purple for pancreatic cancer. We only knew 2 colors because Andi has ovarian cancer and I had breast cancer, the others on my bracelet are because I liked the colors. I never do crafts and I was intimidated by beads but I learned alot and it was fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x75F-NtiPlg/R9rjh-_066I/AAAAAAAAAHM/Wp5YsvekgAY/s1600-h/Cancer+Bracelet+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177700894601702306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x75F-NtiPlg/R9rjh-_066I/AAAAAAAAAHM/Wp5YsvekgAY/s400/Cancer+Bracelet+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/22364692-5365573992649255819?l=melancholytrolop.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholytrolop.blogspot.com/feeds/5365573992649255819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22364692&amp;postID=5365573992649255819' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22364692/posts/default/5365573992649255819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22364692/posts/default/5365573992649255819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholytrolop.blogspot.com/2008/03/awesome-cancer-bracelet.html' title='AWESOME Cancer Bracelet'/><author><name>Melancholy Trollop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792987654446786300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17156258377615697506'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x75F-NtiPlg/R9rjh-_066I/AAAAAAAAAHM/Wp5YsvekgAY/s72-c/Cancer+Bracelet+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22364692.post-2646191316292358284</id><published>2008-03-07T11:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:01:38.122-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just This n That</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I haven't written on my blog for A LONG time! I guess I had nothing to say, huh? This picture has nothing to do with my blog but I thought it was pretty! It's our dogwood tree about a month ago with snow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;This past week I have been after school grandson sitting for my 2 grandsons, Andrew 10 and Austin 8. The make me laugh alot when their not making me crazy (er). Yesterday we went to the park and they were playing a modified version of kickball that should've been called "We change the rules every 5 seconds". Anyhow, at one point Austin declared they were having a "Mexican standoff" and because there's alot of Mexican Americans at the park all around us I corrected him and said, "Austin that's really not a nice thing to say." So about 10 minutes later when they were in the same jam Austin says, "We're having a White Man Stand-Off". I seriously laughed outloud!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x75F-NtiPlg/R9GRPe_065I/AAAAAAAAAHE/6coJ1i1pBro/s1600-h/dogwood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175077142030248850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x75F-NtiPlg/R9GRPe_065I/AAAAAAAAAHE/6coJ1i1pBro/s320/dogwood.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/22364692-2646191316292358284?l=melancholytrolop.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholytrolop.blogspot.com/feeds/2646191316292358284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22364692&amp;postID=2646191316292358284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22364692/posts/default/2646191316292358284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22364692/posts/default/2646191316292358284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholytrolop.blogspot.com/2008/03/just-this-n-that.html' title='Just This n That'/><author><name>Melancholy Trollop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792987654446786300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17156258377615697506'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x75F-NtiPlg/R9GRPe_065I/AAAAAAAAAHE/6coJ1i1pBro/s72-c/dogwood.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22364692.post-3809053288676480824</id><published>2007-10-06T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T22:18:43.849-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I got tagged...</title><content type='html'>THE RULES:1. Post these rules before you give you the facts.2. List eight (8) random facts about yourself.3. At the end of your post, choose (tag) someone and list their name (linking to their page).4. Leave them a comment on their blog letting them know they’ve been tagged&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;1. I'm a scorpio but I hate spiders.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;2.I wore braces when I was a kid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;3. I married my high school boyfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;4.I'm fearful of almost everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;5.I love books and love to read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;6.I have  2 brothers and one sister.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;7.My mom died 25 years ago and I still miss her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;8.I LOVE to laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I am tagging American Nympho in England but I don't know how to link to her page like the directions tell me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22364692-3809053288676480824?l=melancholytrolop.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholytrolop.blogspot.com/feeds/3809053288676480824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22364692&amp;postID=3809053288676480824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22364692/posts/default/3809053288676480824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22364692/posts/default/3809053288676480824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholytrolop.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-got-tagged.html' title='I got tagged...'/><author><name>Melancholy Trollop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792987654446786300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17156258377615697506'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22364692.post-1321575594316372981</id><published>2007-10-05T12:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T13:05:18.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meth Heads Can Kiss My Ass</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This is going to be a rant so if you're not in the mood click on another blog. We live in the meth manufacturing mecca of the universe and one of the ingredients in that recipe is suphedrine (it has another spelling but I can't remember it right now). Now for normal people this ingredient is used to dry up your boogers but because it is also used for nefarious purposes I have to practically get strip searched to purchase 24 tablets. It's another case of MY RIGHTS being taken away because of a minority. GRRRRRR &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22364692-1321575594316372981?l=melancholytrolop.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholytrolop.blogspot.com/feeds/1321575594316372981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22364692&amp;postID=1321575594316372981' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22364692/posts/default/1321575594316372981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22364692/posts/default/1321575594316372981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholytrolop.blogspot.com/2007/10/meth-heads-can-kiss-my-ass.html' title='Meth Heads Can Kiss My Ass'/><author><name>Melancholy Trollop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792987654446786300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17156258377615697506'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22364692.post-9075412195214776668</id><published>2007-09-20T12:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:01:38.189-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holly Golightly Lives On...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I got this hat years ago at either a charity shop or a yardsale. Can't remember. I just knew when I caught sight of it that it was going to be my "Audrey/Holly" hat. It has been hanging on the wall in the guest bedroom forever and everytime I would go in there I could swear I heard Audrey Hepburn's voice ever so faintly. hmmm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x75F-NtiPlg/RvLKsAt67mI/AAAAAAAAAG8/VBj3T7pq9go/s1600-h/Audry%27s+Hat.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112371384474594914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x75F-NtiPlg/RvLKsAt67mI/AAAAAAAAAG8/VBj3T7pq9go/s320/Audry%27s+Hat.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;The color of this type is an ode to Tiffany's. Guess what? I actually wandered through a Tiffany's recently. Didn't purchase anything but had fun for free!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/22364692-9075412195214776668?l=melancholytrolop.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholytrolop.blogspot.com/feeds/9075412195214776668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22364692&amp;postID=9075412195214776668' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22364692/posts/default/9075412195214776668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22364692/posts/default/9075412195214776668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholytrolop.blogspot.com/2007/09/holly-golightly-lives-on.html' title='Holly Golightly Lives On...'/><author><name>Melancholy Trollop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792987654446786300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17156258377615697506'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x75F-NtiPlg/RvLKsAt67mI/AAAAAAAAAG8/VBj3T7pq9go/s72-c/Audry%27s+Hat.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22364692.post-4424433747642367356</id><published>2007-09-06T14:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:01:38.494-08:00</updated><title type='text'>As Promised</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Well here's a few piccies of the finished product. I think I shall tease you by revealing the rest later. I'm so glad it's finished. New subject: My daughter and her hubbie are here from the UK because our son is getting married on Saturday. It's lovely having voices in the house again that are not eminating from my own head!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x75F-NtiPlg/RuB02uip-uI/AAAAAAAAAG0/C6V3nXN1OtM/s1600-h/finished3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107210460993288930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x75F-NtiPlg/RuB02uip-uI/AAAAAAAAAG0/C6V3nXN1OtM/s320/finished3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x75F-NtiPlg/RuB0meip-tI/AAAAAAAAAGs/YEn_LRPBgsc/s1600-h/new+wall+decor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107210181820414674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x75F-NtiPlg/RuB0meip-tI/AAAAAAAAAGs/YEn_LRPBgsc/s320/new+wall+decor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/22364692-4424433747642367356?l=melancholytrolop.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholytrolop.blogspot.com/feeds/4424433747642367356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22364692&amp;postID=4424433747642367356' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22364692/posts/default/4424433747642367356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22364692/posts/default/4424433747642367356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholytrolop.blogspot.com/2007/09/as-promised.html' title='As Promised'/><author><name>Melancholy Trollop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792987654446786300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17156258377615697506'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x75F-NtiPlg/RuB02uip-uI/AAAAAAAAAG0/C6V3nXN1OtM/s72-c/finished3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22364692.post-8089373661874882848</id><published>2007-08-26T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:01:38.919-08:00</updated><title type='text'>El Bano es Cerrado</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x75F-NtiPlg/RtJN8Oip-sI/AAAAAAAAAGk/CNF4xYcOwdg/s1600-h/eric+bathroom.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103227024855136962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x75F-NtiPlg/RtJN8Oip-sI/AAAAAAAAAGk/CNF4xYcOwdg/s320/eric+bathroom.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x75F-NtiPlg/RtJNw-ip-rI/AAAAAAAAAGc/n2MxfDICWEA/s1600-h/behind+toilet.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103226831581608626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x75F-NtiPlg/RtJNw-ip-rI/AAAAAAAAAGc/n2MxfDICWEA/s320/behind+toilet.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My sweet generous misguided husband has decided to redo the main floor powder room. Of course it is turning out to be a MUCH BIGGER job than he thought. We will basically live at Home Depot and Lowes for the next 2 weeks of so. I have thus far kept my big mean mouth shut and just nod and bring him towels and tools. If it ever gets completed I will post the piccies of my new powder room. &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/22364692-8089373661874882848?l=melancholytrolop.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholytrolop.blogspot.com/feeds/8089373661874882848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22364692&amp;postID=8089373661874882848' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22364692/posts/default/8089373661874882848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22364692/posts/default/8089373661874882848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholytrolop.blogspot.com/2007/08/el-bano-es-cerrado.html' title='El Bano es Cerrado'/><author><name>Melancholy Trollop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792987654446786300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17156258377615697506'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x75F-NtiPlg/RtJN8Oip-sI/AAAAAAAAAGk/CNF4xYcOwdg/s72-c/eric+bathroom.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22364692.post-7774875649451187456</id><published>2007-08-24T12:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:01:39.645-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lesbians are Pregnant!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x75F-NtiPlg/Rs83fOip-qI/AAAAAAAAAGU/X6BRjrWguWI/s1600-h/dolls+on+cake.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102357912452987554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x75F-NtiPlg/Rs83fOip-qI/AAAAAAAAAGU/X6BRjrWguWI/s320/dolls+on+cake.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x75F-NtiPlg/Rs83Suip-pI/AAAAAAAAAGM/e6oYCGncrYo/s1600-h/Sarah+and+Carly+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102357697704622738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x75F-NtiPlg/Rs83Suip-pI/AAAAAAAAAGM/e6oYCGncrYo/s320/Sarah+and+Carly+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Carly and Sarah are expecting a baby! Yeah. Actually it's Sarah who is preggers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; These 2 pictures are from their wedding although it's not legal in Washington. Plus I thought the cake topper was alot of fun!! You go sistas!&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/22364692-7774875649451187456?l=melancholytrolop.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholytrolop.blogspot.com/feeds/7774875649451187456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22364692&amp;postID=7774875649451187456' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22364692/posts/default/7774875649451187456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22364692/posts/default/7774875649451187456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholytrolop.blogspot.com/2007/08/lesbians-are-pregnant.html' title='Lesbians are Pregnant!'/><author><name>Melancholy Trollop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792987654446786300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17156258377615697506'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x75F-NtiPlg/Rs83fOip-qI/AAAAAAAAAGU/X6BRjrWguWI/s72-c/dolls+on+cake.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22364692.post-5808511987066946945</id><published>2007-08-08T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T09:01:50.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Lord...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;While watching "COPS" with my husband last night my ears were assaulted with this phrase from a girl of 18 after she was arrested for stopping her car, getting out, and shooting several rounds..."But you don't understand, there's a bullet in my Jag!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22364692-5808511987066946945?l=melancholytrolop.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholytrolop.blogspot.com/feeds/5808511987066946945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22364692&amp;postID=5808511987066946945' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22364692/posts/default/5808511987066946945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22364692/posts/default/5808511987066946945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholytrolop.blogspot.com/2007/08/good-lord.html' title='Good Lord...'/><author><name>Melancholy Trollop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792987654446786300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17156258377615697506'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22364692.post-6127391019020244712</id><published>2007-08-06T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:01:40.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothin Much</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I was organizing some of my photos this morning and found this one from Quebec City, Quebec 2006. I guess it could be called old &amp; new. New Subject: I cannot even express how much I loathe going to Lowe's and Home Depot. This past weekend I decided to be supportive of my husband's sudden desire to wreck (I mean remodel) parts of our house. I did discover the trick to getting an employee to ask if you need any help. You go sit in a chair at the paint mixing/window blinds section and start reading a magazine. I had 3 employees walk by, stop, and ask, "Have you been helped?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x75F-NtiPlg/RrdKrrfdcmI/AAAAAAAAAGE/bCkjXNd4gMQ/s1600-h/2+buildings+Quebec+City.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095623617662513762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x75F-NtiPlg/RrdKrrfdcmI/AAAAAAAAAGE/bCkjXNd4gMQ/s320/2+buildings+Quebec+City.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;My reply, "No, just waiting for my husband."&lt;br /&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/22364692-6127391019020244712?l=melancholytrolop.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholytrolop.blogspot.com/feeds/6127391019020244712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22364692&amp;postID=6127391019020244712' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22364692/posts/default/6127391019020244712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22364692/posts/default/6127391019020244712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholytrolop.blogspot.com/2007/08/nothin-much.html' title='Nothin Much'/><author><name>Melancholy Trollop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792987654446786300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17156258377615697506'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x75F-NtiPlg/RrdKrrfdcmI/AAAAAAAAAGE/bCkjXNd4gMQ/s72-c/2+buildings+Quebec+City.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22364692.post-4343289829926048712</id><published>2007-08-02T16:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T16:57:21.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Headed Woman Gives Birth to BatBoy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;According to the newspaper this morning the Weekly World News will cease to publish their version of the "news" at the end of this month. This causes me much sadness. I have several great memories of bursting into laughter while standing in line at the checkout counter reading about the continuous adventures of Batboy, the multi-headed woman giving birth, the fact that Bush is an alien from another planet (okay that one was actually true), Elvis sightings (I especially loved the title "Elvis spotted at Walmart"; this is where Elvis shops???), Bigfoot travels to Australia, Pilots of jet take photos of Heaven, etc. etc. Now where am I supposed to find credible news??? OOHHHH the pain....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22364692-4343289829926048712?l=melancholytrolop.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholytrolop.blogspot.com/feeds/4343289829926048712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22364692&amp;postID=4343289829926048712' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22364692/posts/default/4343289829926048712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22364692/posts/default/4343289829926048712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholytrolop.blogspot.com/2007/08/2-headed-woman-gives-birth-to-batboy.html' title='2 Headed Woman Gives Birth to BatBoy'/><author><name>Melancholy Trollop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792987654446786300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17156258377615697506'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22364692.post-701419744747550837</id><published>2007-08-01T11:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:01:40.309-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Laid Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;My husband's brother and family were recently visiting our area. This is a photo from their parents livingroom. Who says you can't go home? Looks like my husband and his brother feel right at home. I guess watching tv was too tedious and they fell asleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x75F-NtiPlg/RrDLNLfdclI/AAAAAAAAAF8/zwOKFRVopQo/s1600-h/Lance+and+Eric.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093794605839512146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x75F-NtiPlg/RrDLNLfdclI/AAAAAAAAAF8/zwOKFRVopQo/s320/Lance+and+Eric.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/22364692-701419744747550837?l=melancholytrolop.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholytrolop.blogspot.com/feeds/701419744747550837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22364692&amp;postID=701419744747550837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22364692/posts/default/701419744747550837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22364692/posts/default/701419744747550837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholytrolop.blogspot.com/2007/08/laid-back.html' title='Laid Back'/><author><name>Melancholy Trollop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792987654446786300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17156258377615697506'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x75F-NtiPlg/RrDLNLfdclI/AAAAAAAAAF8/zwOKFRVopQo/s72-c/Lance+and+Eric.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22364692.post-2872131759411540042</id><published>2007-07-24T14:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T14:19:12.999-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weeds vs Grass</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Why is it that weeds will grow on a friggin rock but grass won't grow even when you water it and tend to it??? It's a rhetorical question so please don't send me the scientific answer. Last evening around 8:30 it actually cooled down alittle and there was a slight breeze blowing. I forced myself to go out and pull weeds. At first the weeds were just pissing me off but the longer I worked the more chilled out I felt. It was kinda ZEN. And when I was done I felt superior to the weeds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22364692-2872131759411540042?l=melancholytrolop.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholytrolop.blogspot.com/feeds/2872131759411540042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22364692&amp;postID=2872131759411540042' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22364692/posts/default/2872131759411540042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22364692/posts/default/2872131759411540042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholytrolop.blogspot.com/2007/07/weeds-vs-grass.html' title='Weeds vs Grass'/><author><name>Melancholy Trollop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792987654446786300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17156258377615697506'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22364692.post-7336143983430312999</id><published>2007-07-23T14:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:01:40.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things that make me go AHHH....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;My hubbie left early this morning on another business trip. This means I get the remote control!!!! Plus, I do not have to answer "What do you want to do now?" And I tend to not shower as much!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x75F-NtiPlg/RqUiEbfdckI/AAAAAAAAAF0/kuKQP1jTJu0/s1600-h/hydrenga2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090512413306745410" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x75F-NtiPlg/RqUiEbfdckI/AAAAAAAAAF0/kuKQP1jTJu0/s320/hydrenga2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x75F-NtiPlg/RqUhyLfdcjI/AAAAAAAAAFs/nNk5Zf8-UeE/s1600-h/pink+calla.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090512099774132786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x75F-NtiPlg/RqUhyLfdcjI/AAAAAAAAAFs/nNk5Zf8-UeE/s320/pink+calla.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/22364692-7336143983430312999?l=melancholytrolop.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholytrolop.blogspot.com/feeds/7336143983430312999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22364692&amp;postID=7336143983430312999' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22364692/posts/default/7336143983430312999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22364692/posts/default/7336143983430312999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholytrolop.blogspot.com/2007/07/things-that-make-me-go-ahhh.html' title='Things that make me go AHHH....'/><author><name>Melancholy Trollop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792987654446786300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17156258377615697506'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x75F-NtiPlg/RqUiEbfdckI/AAAAAAAAAF0/kuKQP1jTJu0/s72-c/hydrenga2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22364692.post-6548133010757318088</id><published>2007-07-19T17:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:01:40.978-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good ole Summertime</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Just a picture of what's currently on my front porch. One flag is for us here in America and the other one is for my daughter and her hubby in the UK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x75F-NtiPlg/RqACeVRLJnI/AAAAAAAAAFk/e5r-jZLfvio/s1600-h/Porch1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089070299057170034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x75F-NtiPlg/RqACeVRLJnI/AAAAAAAAAFk/e5r-jZLfvio/s320/Porch1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I had another root canal performed yesterday. What fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/22364692-6548133010757318088?l=melancholytrolop.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholytrolop.blogspot.com/feeds/6548133010757318088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22364692&amp;postID=6548133010757318088' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22364692/posts/default/6548133010757318088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22364692/posts/default/6548133010757318088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholytrolop.blogspot.com/2007/07/good-ole-summertime.html' title='Good ole Summertime'/><author><name>Melancholy Trollop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792987654446786300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17156258377615697506'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x75F-NtiPlg/RqACeVRLJnI/AAAAAAAAAFk/e5r-jZLfvio/s72-c/Porch1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22364692.post-7955974841947970509</id><published>2007-07-17T19:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:01:41.981-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOTWIRED</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;On Sunday evening a LIVE electrical overhead power line broke for a reason unknown to me and the line was laying across a neighbor's yard (see burned bushes) and her driveway. It was hissing, popping, almost a screeching &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x75F-NtiPlg/Rp19PlRLJmI/AAAAAAAAAFc/4aQZJVpquec/s1600-h/Hotwire2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088360860654184034" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x75F-NtiPlg/Rp19PlRLJmI/AAAAAAAAAFc/4aQZJVpquec/s320/Hotwire2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sound while it was making sparks and yellow/white flames and dancing around her driveway. Of course all the power in the "hood" was out for approx. 4 hours. The fire engines came, the power people eventually turned off the power to that line and then repaired it. It literally burned/melted about 2 inches into her driveway! The downside was horrid noxious white smoke for about 2 hours. Anyhow, that's my excitement!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x75F-NtiPlg/Rp19EVRLJlI/AAAAAAAAAFU/RKSO004nTzI/s1600-h/hotwire3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088360667380655698" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x75F-NtiPlg/Rp19EVRLJlI/AAAAAAAAAFU/RKSO004nTzI/s320/hotwire3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x75F-NtiPlg/Rp18w1RLJkI/AAAAAAAAAFM/0nwqJ5XLUkw/s1600-h/Hotwire1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088360332373206594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x75F-NtiPlg/Rp18w1RLJkI/AAAAAAAAAFM/0nwqJ5XLUkw/s320/Hotwire1.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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22364692-7955974841947970509?l=melancholytrolop.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholytrolop.blogspot.com/feeds/7955974841947970509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22364692&amp;postID=7955974841947970509' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22364692/posts/default/7955974841947970509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22364692/posts/default/7955974841947970509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholytrolop.blogspot.com/2007/07/hotwired.html' title='HOTWIRED'/><author><name>Melancholy Trollop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792987654446786300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17156258377615697506'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x75F-NtiPlg/Rp19PlRLJmI/AAAAAAAAAFc/4aQZJVpquec/s72-c/Hotwire2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22364692.post-947633173281697316</id><published>2007-07-05T11:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:01:42.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Our 2 old Birch trees died and after a HARD TOUGH job of removing them we replaced them with a Magnolia tree that is much smaller but hopefully will one day be glorious! You can see part of the Birch roots/stumps in the right corner of the picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x75F-NtiPlg/Ro038WNxhYI/AAAAAAAAAFE/DBRWE8Ct3Hw/s1600-h/new+tree2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083781064266188162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x75F-NtiPlg/Ro038WNxhYI/AAAAAAAAAFE/DBRWE8Ct3Hw/s320/new+tree2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/22364692-947633173281697316?l=melancholytrolop.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholytrolop.blogspot.com/feeds/947633173281697316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22364692&amp;postID=947633173281697316' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22364692/posts/default/947633173281697316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22364692/posts/default/947633173281697316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholytrolop.blogspot.com/2007/07/new-tree.html' title='New Tree'/><author><name>Melancholy Trollop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792987654446786300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17156258377615697506'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x75F-NtiPlg/Ro038WNxhYI/AAAAAAAAAFE/DBRWE8Ct3Hw/s72-c/new+tree2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22364692.post-2841721877165731499</id><published>2007-07-05T11:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T11:25:15.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Face Lift!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;No Botox for me, I will just get a new looking Blogger page layout!!! I have to thank HST for helping me because I am shit with that sort of thing! It is HOT where I live. So I am trying my hardest to stay indoors with air conditioning!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22364692-2841721877165731499?l=melancholytrolop.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholytrolop.blogspot.com/feeds/2841721877165731499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22364692&amp;postID=2841721877165731499' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22364692/posts/default/2841721877165731499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22364692/posts/default/2841721877165731499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholytrolop.blogspot.com/2007/07/face-lift.html' title='Face Lift!!'/><author><name>Melancholy Trollop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792987654446786300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17156258377615697506'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22364692.post-6523650015057404759</id><published>2007-06-21T13:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T13:46:39.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CELEBRATE Good Times, Come On!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Yesterday was 4 years since my mastectomy. I meant to write this yesterday but I FORGOT! How could I forget that? Feelin good and eatin chocolate and laughing my ass off just as the good lord intended.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22364692-6523650015057404759?l=melancholytrolop.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholytrolop.blogspot.com/feeds/6523650015057404759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22364692&amp;postID=6523650015057404759' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22364692/posts/default/6523650015057404759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22364692/posts/default/6523650015057404759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholytrolop.blogspot.com/2007/06/celebrate-good-times-come-on.html' title='CELEBRATE Good Times, Come On!!'/><author><name>Melancholy Trollop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792987654446786300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17156258377615697506'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22364692.post-5435344589165853549</id><published>2007-06-14T11:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T12:23:31.191-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Velvet Touch</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I just watched a 1948 movie called "The Velvet Touch" starring Rosalind Russell. First of all I adore Rosalind Russell even if she was just reading the dictionary outloud. Secondly this movie has it all; there's camp, over acting, humor, great double entendre, and smashing couture. The plot line is that Rosalind's character has accidentally killed a man but another woman get's blamed. I also did a google search on Rosalind Russell and found a quote attributed to her that I love. "Taking joy in life is a woman's best cosmetic."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22364692-5435344589165853549?l=melancholytrolop.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholytrolop.blogspot.com/feeds/5435344589165853549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22364692&amp;postID=5435344589165853549' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22364692/posts/default/5435344589165853549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22364692/posts/default/5435344589165853549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholytrolop.blogspot.com/2007/06/velvet-touch.html' title='The Velvet Touch'/><author><name>Melancholy Trollop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792987654446786300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17156258377615697506'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22364692.post-4305975562177605316</id><published>2007-06-11T10:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T11:01:17.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something Cheerful</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I felt like it was time to move on from my sad blogs about death. One of my daughters was here on Saturday and we met at the DRUGSTORE named Starbucks with her friend and her friend's mom and hung out and laughed like hyenas. It was great. Her friend is getting married this summer so we were looking at a catalog of bridal gowns and GIRLY stuff. I am NOT a girly gal but I enjoy seeing pretty things just the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22364692-4305975562177605316?l=melancholytrolop.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholytrolop.blogspot.com/feeds/4305975562177605316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22364692&amp;postID=4305975562177605316' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22364692/posts/default/4305975562177605316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22364692/posts/default/4305975562177605316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholytrolop.blogspot.com/2007/06/something-cheerful.html' title='Something Cheerful'/><author><name>Melancholy Trollop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792987654446786300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17156258377615697506'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22364692.post-6248412518457303602</id><published>2007-06-01T01:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T01:26:04.137-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Echo of her laughter...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Jill has passed. And I borrow the words from others to express my grief:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"No one's death comes to pass without making some impression, and those close to the deceased inherit part of the liberated soul and become richer in their humaness" Hermann Broch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"..And when she shall die, take her and cut her out in little stars and she will make the face of Heaven so fine that all the world will be in love with night and pay no worship to the garish sun."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Shakespeare (he actually used the word he and him but I took liberties!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22364692-6248412518457303602?l=melancholytrolop.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholytrolop.blogspot.com/feeds/6248412518457303602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22364692&amp;postID=6248412518457303602' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22364692/posts/default/6248412518457303602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22364692/posts/default/6248412518457303602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholytrolop.blogspot.com/2007/06/echo-of-her-laughter.html' title='The Echo of her laughter...'/><author><name>Melancholy Trollop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792987654446786300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17156258377615697506'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22364692.post-1327733682355559224</id><published>2007-05-24T14:23:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T14:28:39.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cancer's a Mother Fucker</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;My friend Jill has put up a brave fight with Ovarian Stage 3 cancer since 2003. She and her husband have contacted our local hospice care and Jill's life is now in weeks and days. You would have loved her, she's a laugher. Always has a smile and a belly laugh! If you read this post would you just say "Jill" right outloud so that all over the world her existence is being aknowledged. Also, if you feel like it have a big old belly laugh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22364692-1327733682355559224?l=melancholytrolop.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melancholytrolop.blogspot.com/feeds/1327733682355559224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22364692&amp;postID=1327733682355559224' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22364692/posts/default/1327733682355559224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22364692/posts/default/1327733682355559224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melancholytrolop.blogspot.com/2007/05/cancers-mother-fucker.html' title='Cancer&apos;s a Mother Fucker'/><author><name>Melancholy Trollop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02792987654446786300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17156258377615697506'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry></feed>