<?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-3192000</id><updated>2012-02-16T04:14:59.900-08:00</updated><title type='text'>F E E F</title><subtitle type='html'>A simple life</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigdeal.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3192000/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigdeal.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mrs. K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17176880498605528960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XPdegmfYOHs/TFZdX94HIdI/AAAAAAAAA2E/AuYn8ZBqce0/S220/Me2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3192000.post-5068493004948276059</id><published>2008-02-22T17:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T17:45:44.545-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Veggie Update</title><summary type='text'>I'm a few weeks into my "going veggie" lifestyle reorg and so far it's going pretty good. I don't think I've had any red meat since I last posted. Like I said, cutting red meat out wasn't going to be too terribly hard since I don't eat it anyway... especially after reading stories like this one about the recent beef recall! I prefer my red meat to be feces-free thank you very much! Did I mention </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigdeal.blogspot.com/feeds/5068493004948276059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3192000&amp;postID=5068493004948276059&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3192000/posts/default/5068493004948276059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3192000/posts/default/5068493004948276059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigdeal.blogspot.com/2008/02/veggie-update.html' title='Veggie Update'/><author><name>Mrs. K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17176880498605528960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XPdegmfYOHs/TFZdX94HIdI/AAAAAAAAA2E/AuYn8ZBqce0/S220/Me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3192000.post-6927824807901046667</id><published>2008-01-31T12:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T12:52:10.065-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying to go Vegetarian</title><summary type='text'>Christian and I are going to try to become vegetarian this year, mostly because of the animal welfare issue. We're going to start by cutting out red meat first. I think I'm going to do ok with that, but Xian might have some trouble with it. That's why he's designating one day a week where he can still have red meat. It'll be an easier way to wean him off the meat! The next step, once we've </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigdeal.blogspot.com/feeds/6927824807901046667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3192000&amp;postID=6927824807901046667&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3192000/posts/default/6927824807901046667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3192000/posts/default/6927824807901046667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigdeal.blogspot.com/2008/01/trying-to-go-vegetarian.html' title='Trying to go Vegetarian'/><author><name>Mrs. K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17176880498605528960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XPdegmfYOHs/TFZdX94HIdI/AAAAAAAAA2E/AuYn8ZBqce0/S220/Me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3192000.post-2796546860043167099</id><published>2008-01-28T11:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T12:56:45.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Project</title><summary type='text'>I was told I don't blog often enough. I guess that's true. I tend to forget that this place exists or that I don't have anything special to talk about, unlike my good pal Holy Juan. I've never been very good at journaling, but I'm hoping that will all change soon. I recently picked up a book called: fotolog.book: A Global Snapshot for the Digital Age. It's a book of pictures from floggers (photo </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigdeal.blogspot.com/feeds/2796546860043167099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3192000&amp;postID=2796546860043167099&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3192000/posts/default/2796546860043167099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3192000/posts/default/2796546860043167099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigdeal.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-project.html' title='A New Project'/><author><name>Mrs. K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17176880498605528960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XPdegmfYOHs/TFZdX94HIdI/AAAAAAAAA2E/AuYn8ZBqce0/S220/Me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XPdegmfYOHs/R5401RbVacI/AAAAAAAAAW8/7j8-WOiWLRY/s72-c/My+Tat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3192000.post-7919541601396338127</id><published>2007-04-18T22:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T13:46:01.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Next Tattoo</title><summary type='text'>This is my next tattoo. A phoenix.A mythical bird that never dies, the phoenix flies far ahead to the front, always scanning the landscape and distant space. It represents our capacity for vision, for collecting sensory information about our environment and the events unfolding within it. The phoenix, with its great beauty, creates intense excitement and deathless inspiration. (from The Feng Shui</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigdeal.blogspot.com/feeds/7919541601396338127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3192000&amp;postID=7919541601396338127&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3192000/posts/default/7919541601396338127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3192000/posts/default/7919541601396338127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigdeal.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-next-tattoo.html' title='My Next Tattoo'/><author><name>Mrs. K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17176880498605528960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XPdegmfYOHs/TFZdX94HIdI/AAAAAAAAA2E/AuYn8ZBqce0/S220/Me2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tsqcatOCO1E/TrRO96Dro5I/AAAAAAAABA0/gNVAWI1E_pM/s72-c/phoenix_29-rev.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3192000.post-116652393858834371</id><published>2006-12-19T02:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T23:18:02.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Christmahanukwanzika</title><summary type='text'>It's that time of year again. Time to shop for that "perfect gift" for that "special someone" at the MALL! No thank you! That's why I did all my shopping on line this year. Hurray for the internet &amp; FedEx! It was a great sense of accomplishment for me to be done shopping by the first of December. I feel like I've been able to enjoy the season a little bit more than before.We've had some freakish </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigdeal.blogspot.com/feeds/116652393858834371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3192000&amp;postID=116652393858834371&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3192000/posts/default/116652393858834371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3192000/posts/default/116652393858834371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigdeal.blogspot.com/2006/12/happy-christmahanukwanzika.html' title='Happy Christmahanukwanzika'/><author><name>Mrs. K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17176880498605528960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XPdegmfYOHs/TFZdX94HIdI/AAAAAAAAA2E/AuYn8ZBqce0/S220/Me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3192000.post-116096494962853525</id><published>2006-10-15T19:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T23:15:09.551-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance Party USA</title><summary type='text'>Does anyone remember this show besides me? I remember it used to be on at 3:30p &amp; I'd rush home after school to watch it. I always wanted to be on the show &amp; meet the "stars". Well one summer, when I was 15, my wish came true. My family &amp; I were going back east for the Deal family reunion. I contacted the studio to ask if we could get tickets for a taping during the week that we were going to be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigdeal.blogspot.com/feeds/116096494962853525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3192000&amp;postID=116096494962853525&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3192000/posts/default/116096494962853525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3192000/posts/default/116096494962853525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigdeal.blogspot.com/2006/10/dance-party-usa.html' title='Dance Party USA'/><author><name>Mrs. K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17176880498605528960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XPdegmfYOHs/TFZdX94HIdI/AAAAAAAAA2E/AuYn8ZBqce0/S220/Me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3192000.post-115758371224896624</id><published>2006-09-06T15:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T16:01:52.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Girl's Night Out</title><summary type='text'>Back in June, I got to catch up with a good friend of mine in Denver. We visited the Cruise Room for ol' times sake. That place is so awesome. I love the ambiance &amp; the company was great too!2006-06-09 Me &amp; MelissaJun 9, 2006 - 11 Photos</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigdeal.blogspot.com/feeds/115758371224896624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3192000&amp;postID=115758371224896624&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3192000/posts/default/115758371224896624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3192000/posts/default/115758371224896624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigdeal.blogspot.com/2006/09/girls-night-out.html' title='Girl&apos;s Night Out'/><author><name>Mrs. K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17176880498605528960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XPdegmfYOHs/TFZdX94HIdI/AAAAAAAAA2E/AuYn8ZBqce0/S220/Me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3192000.post-115528418670987898</id><published>2006-08-11T00:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T01:27:19.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flashbacks</title><summary type='text'>You ever hear a song that just stops you dead in your tracks because it takes you back to moment in time that you totally forgot about until just then? With all these radio stations playing songs "you grew up with that make you feel good", that's been happening to me a lot lately. I get transported back to the 90s club scene in Denver - Fishdance/Aqua Lounge, The Dead Beat Club, Rock Island, The </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigdeal.blogspot.com/feeds/115528418670987898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3192000&amp;postID=115528418670987898&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3192000/posts/default/115528418670987898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3192000/posts/default/115528418670987898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigdeal.blogspot.com/2006/08/flashbacks.html' title='Flashbacks'/><author><name>Mrs. K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17176880498605528960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XPdegmfYOHs/TFZdX94HIdI/AAAAAAAAA2E/AuYn8ZBqce0/S220/Me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3192000.post-115182860858452804</id><published>2006-07-02T01:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T01:23:28.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Get away</title><summary type='text'>You ever get in a situation where you have to get away, but you don't have anywhere to go? It's 1am &amp; I don't want to be in my house. It'd be a waste of money to go to a hotel for 8 hrs. I can't lock myself in a room in my house because the kitties would scratch &amp; meow to be let in. I feel like a prisoner.Calgon, take me away....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigdeal.blogspot.com/feeds/115182860858452804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3192000&amp;postID=115182860858452804&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3192000/posts/default/115182860858452804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3192000/posts/default/115182860858452804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigdeal.blogspot.com/2006/07/get-away.html' title='Get away'/><author><name>Mrs. K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17176880498605528960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XPdegmfYOHs/TFZdX94HIdI/AAAAAAAAA2E/AuYn8ZBqce0/S220/Me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3192000.post-115144172966652085</id><published>2006-06-27T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T13:55:29.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summertime</title><summary type='text'>It's summertime (finally) here in the northwest. We've had a couple 90+ days. That's not a big deal to most of you, but here, if the high is over 80, people get heat stroke &amp; buy air conditioners. It's been said that summer doesn't actually start until after July 4th &amp; it's true. The past couple years, I've watched the fireworks bundled up in blankets, wearing jeans &amp; a sweater holding an </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigdeal.blogspot.com/feeds/115144172966652085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3192000&amp;postID=115144172966652085&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3192000/posts/default/115144172966652085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3192000/posts/default/115144172966652085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigdeal.blogspot.com/2006/06/summertime.html' title='Summertime'/><author><name>Mrs. K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17176880498605528960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XPdegmfYOHs/TFZdX94HIdI/AAAAAAAAA2E/AuYn8ZBqce0/S220/Me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3192000.post-114905808742203463</id><published>2006-05-30T23:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T14:44:51.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A new look</title><summary type='text'>I got a perm tooday. Talk about going back in time! I think I was in high school, maybe a freshman in college, the last time those rods &amp; chemicals touched my hair. I'm not really sure what made me do it. Change is good &amp; my stylist says it'll relax at least 30%. It's not THAT curly, but it's a big difference from the stringy straight hair I've been living with the past few years. I can't wash it</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigdeal.blogspot.com/feeds/114905808742203463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3192000&amp;postID=114905808742203463&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3192000/posts/default/114905808742203463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3192000/posts/default/114905808742203463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigdeal.blogspot.com/2006/05/new-look.html' title='A new look'/><author><name>Mrs. K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17176880498605528960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XPdegmfYOHs/TFZdX94HIdI/AAAAAAAAA2E/AuYn8ZBqce0/S220/Me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3192000.post-114845509063315734</id><published>2006-05-24T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T00:36:28.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bedtime</title><summary type='text'>I often can't get to sleep before 1am. Even tho I'm really tired, it's like my body just won't do it. Christian is convinced it has something to do with the fact that my parents never let me stay up late... like I'm rebelling or something. I've always been a night-owl. It's midnight now &amp; I'm very sleepy, but I know as soon as I lay down, my brain will start to swirl &amp; I'll start thinking of all </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigdeal.blogspot.com/feeds/114845509063315734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3192000&amp;postID=114845509063315734&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3192000/posts/default/114845509063315734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3192000/posts/default/114845509063315734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigdeal.blogspot.com/2006/05/bedtime.html' title='Bedtime'/><author><name>Mrs. K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17176880498605528960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XPdegmfYOHs/TFZdX94HIdI/AAAAAAAAA2E/AuYn8ZBqce0/S220/Me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3192000.post-114689829615113637</id><published>2006-05-05T23:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T23:51:36.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Movies</title><summary type='text'>I really enjoy going to the movies. It's my escape from reality. I love big, blow 'em up movies, comedies &amp; suspense. Not a big fan of the horror/gory movies, but once in a blue moon my man will talk me into watching one with him. I usually regret it when it's over &amp; time to go to bed.We just saw MI: 3 tonight. Not too bad. I'm not a Tom Cruise fan, but there was enough action in this movie to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigdeal.blogspot.com/feeds/114689829615113637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3192000&amp;postID=114689829615113637&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3192000/posts/default/114689829615113637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3192000/posts/default/114689829615113637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigdeal.blogspot.com/2006/05/movies_05.html' title='Movies'/><author><name>Mrs. K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17176880498605528960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XPdegmfYOHs/TFZdX94HIdI/AAAAAAAAA2E/AuYn8ZBqce0/S220/Me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3192000.post-114654820689226680</id><published>2006-05-01T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T22:38:47.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nerves</title><summary type='text'>People want me take pictures for them &amp; that's so cool. They're co-workers. That makes me nervous. Giving them the bill, not meeting their expectations, not doing a good job since I don't really know how to take posed pictures. I've been asked to document event set-ups for work. Again, hoping they don't have real high expectations because I've never done that before. But it'll probably be better </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigdeal.blogspot.com/feeds/114654820689226680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3192000&amp;postID=114654820689226680&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3192000/posts/default/114654820689226680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3192000/posts/default/114654820689226680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigdeal.blogspot.com/2006/05/nerves.html' title='Nerves'/><author><name>Mrs. K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17176880498605528960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XPdegmfYOHs/TFZdX94HIdI/AAAAAAAAA2E/AuYn8ZBqce0/S220/Me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3192000.post-114646902551887945</id><published>2006-05-01T00:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T00:40:13.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kitty Cat Birthdays</title><summary type='text'>Today is Gracie &amp; Oscar's 4th birthday. I can't imagine my life without them.Miss Gracie curls up on the computer desk every night with me while I work. Sometimes she lays on the desk &amp; goes to sleep. Sometimes she lays in my lap &amp; kneads the air, my face or my body. I cradle her like a human baby &amp; adore her like one too. 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