<?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-34328796</id><updated>2012-01-16T06:34:12.077-05:00</updated><category term='fruit'/><category term='Yum'/><category term='dinner'/><category term='food'/><category term='food truck'/><category term='random photos'/><category term='cupcakes'/><category term='drinks'/><category term='chicken'/><category term='cake'/><category term='thai'/><category term='weiners'/><category term='salads'/><category term='bakerygoodness'/><category term='lunch'/><title type='text'>Mummy's Randomness</title><subtitle type='html'>Pictures Really. Things I hate.  And my weird obsession with food pictures.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-memes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34328796/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Victoria</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Iq0YI47SEdw/TxQK647VcII/AAAAAAAACuU/ZZ6yDYtHhgE/s220/profilepic08.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34328796.post-8458547774942027897</id><published>2011-04-12T01:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T01:59:00.378-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food truck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yum'/><title type='text'>Food Truck!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-krzB0ldcCsE/TZNwgFGEGdI/AAAAAAAACrI/YvQbU98Di_o/s1600/020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-krzB0ldcCsE/TZNwgFGEGdI/AAAAAAAACrI/YvQbU98Di_o/s320/020.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Nutella, Strawberries and Belgian Waffle from an NYC food truck. Courtesy of &lt;a href="http://mommyneedsacocktail.com/"&gt;Mommy Needs a Cocktail.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34328796-8458547774942027897?l=my-memes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34328796/posts/default/8458547774942027897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34328796/posts/default/8458547774942027897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memes.blogspot.com/2011/04/food-truck.html' title='Food Truck!'/><author><name>Victoria</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Iq0YI47SEdw/TxQK647VcII/AAAAAAAACuU/ZZ6yDYtHhgE/s220/profilepic08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-krzB0ldcCsE/TZNwgFGEGdI/AAAAAAAACrI/YvQbU98Di_o/s72-c/020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34328796.post-2156804592766397208</id><published>2011-04-09T01:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T01:56:00.750-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dinner'/><title type='text'>When Quorn Attacks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jq1yRZkZFdo/TZNvMRdNt_I/AAAAAAAACrE/LV7Th2HrGRY/s1600/014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jq1yRZkZFdo/TZNvMRdNt_I/AAAAAAAACrE/LV7Th2HrGRY/s320/014.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Spicy Thai&amp;nbsp;Noodles with Basil, Red Peppers and Quorn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34328796-2156804592766397208?l=my-memes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34328796/posts/default/2156804592766397208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34328796/posts/default/2156804592766397208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memes.blogspot.com/2011/04/when-quorn-attacks.html' title='When Quorn Attacks'/><author><name>Victoria</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Iq0YI47SEdw/TxQK647VcII/AAAAAAAACuU/ZZ6yDYtHhgE/s220/profilepic08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jq1yRZkZFdo/TZNvMRdNt_I/AAAAAAAACrE/LV7Th2HrGRY/s72-c/014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34328796.post-5841284851357306619</id><published>2011-04-06T01:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T13:56:36.778-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='salads'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lunch'/><title type='text'>Ladies Who Lunch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gpXX-PWySGk/TZNuao5QByI/AAAAAAAACrA/UMuUFDj1tos/s1600/058.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gpXX-PWySGk/TZNuao5QByI/AAAAAAAACrA/UMuUFDj1tos/s320/058.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Field Green Salad with Pane Italian and Goat Cheese - toasted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34328796-5841284851357306619?l=my-memes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34328796/posts/default/5841284851357306619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34328796/posts/default/5841284851357306619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memes.blogspot.com/2011/03/ladies-who-lunch.html' title='Ladies Who Lunch'/><author><name>Victoria</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Iq0YI47SEdw/TxQK647VcII/AAAAAAAACuU/ZZ6yDYtHhgE/s220/profilepic08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gpXX-PWySGk/TZNuao5QByI/AAAAAAAACrA/UMuUFDj1tos/s72-c/058.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34328796.post-6500478608616032268</id><published>2011-04-03T01:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T01:46:00.464-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bakerygoodness'/><title type='text'>Cakey Goodness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IC97-CcrzL8/TZNsy-7ogPI/AAAAAAAACq4/OQ4MI_UtX3M/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IC97-CcrzL8/TZNsy-7ogPI/AAAAAAAACq4/OQ4MI_UtX3M/s320/001.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HJKMdikX_Bo/TZNtPAkg-PI/AAAAAAAACq8/szV4Wx2FrFw/s1600/119.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="288" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HJKMdikX_Bo/TZNtPAkg-PI/AAAAAAAACq8/szV4Wx2FrFw/s320/119.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to make cakes and I cannot lie.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34328796-6500478608616032268?l=my-memes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34328796/posts/default/6500478608616032268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34328796/posts/default/6500478608616032268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memes.blogspot.com/2011/04/cakey-goodness.html' title='Cakey Goodness'/><author><name>Victoria</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Iq0YI47SEdw/TxQK647VcII/AAAAAAAACuU/ZZ6yDYtHhgE/s220/profilepic08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IC97-CcrzL8/TZNsy-7ogPI/AAAAAAAACq4/OQ4MI_UtX3M/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34328796.post-2376846423566308031</id><published>2011-03-30T13:44:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T13:44:58.149-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cupcakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bakerygoodness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>My Cups Runneth Over. Heh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pzXg3KGSb80/TZNrWMbGXGI/AAAAAAAACq0/VTpuKk5k-h0/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pzXg3KGSb80/TZNrWMbGXGI/AAAAAAAACq0/VTpuKk5k-h0/s320/003.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Pregnant lady makes a cupcake with DC Cupcake.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34328796-2376846423566308031?l=my-memes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34328796/posts/default/2376846423566308031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34328796/posts/default/2376846423566308031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memes.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-cups-runneth-over-heh.html' title='My Cups Runneth Over. Heh.'/><author><name>Victoria</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Iq0YI47SEdw/TxQK647VcII/AAAAAAAACuU/ZZ6yDYtHhgE/s220/profilepic08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pzXg3KGSb80/TZNrWMbGXGI/AAAAAAAACq0/VTpuKk5k-h0/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34328796.post-7159889571723931609</id><published>2007-10-12T13:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T13:34:44.599-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WTF J Crew WTF!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ony5Y_zNa6k/Rw-v8hYSwlI/AAAAAAAAAdc/2OqRb54dcnQ/s1600-h/jcrewoveralls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ony5Y_zNa6k/Rw-v8hYSwlI/AAAAAAAAAdc/2OqRb54dcnQ/s320/jcrewoveralls.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120504755630817874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These beauties were originally priced at $118.  Really?  Come the F on!  Those things are heinous!!!  Who buys this type of thing and pays $118 for it?  I swear to God if I see Lilo or Ms. Hilton in them anytime soon I will just move. I will leave the country.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34328796-7159889571723931609?l=my-memes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34328796/posts/default/7159889571723931609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34328796/posts/default/7159889571723931609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memes.blogspot.com/2007/10/wtf-j-crew-wtf.html' title='WTF J Crew WTF!'/><author><name>Victoria</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Iq0YI47SEdw/TxQK647VcII/AAAAAAAACuU/ZZ6yDYtHhgE/s220/profilepic08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ony5Y_zNa6k/Rw-v8hYSwlI/AAAAAAAAAdc/2OqRb54dcnQ/s72-c/jcrewoveralls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34328796.post-1316679493741547172</id><published>2007-10-12T13:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T13:33:02.474-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just What I Was Looking For....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ony5Y_zNa6k/Rw-vsBYSwkI/AAAAAAAAAdU/wix04JrLZOo/s1600-h/nopooping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ony5Y_zNa6k/Rw-vsBYSwkI/AAAAAAAAAdU/wix04JrLZOo/s320/nopooping.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120504472162976322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The perfect gift for the neighbors and Hey! It looks just like their dog!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34328796-1316679493741547172?l=my-memes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34328796/posts/default/1316679493741547172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34328796/posts/default/1316679493741547172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memes.blogspot.com/2007/10/just-what-i-was-looking-for.html' title='Just What I Was Looking For....'/><author><name>Victoria</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Iq0YI47SEdw/TxQK647VcII/AAAAAAAACuU/ZZ6yDYtHhgE/s220/profilepic08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ony5Y_zNa6k/Rw-vsBYSwkI/AAAAAAAAAdU/wix04JrLZOo/s72-c/nopooping.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34328796.post-6445348104969674731</id><published>2007-05-22T07:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T07:29:15.009-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drinks'/><title type='text'>Lonely Afternoon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ony5Y_zNa6k/RlLTv_PCgQI/AAAAAAAAAKY/3pqbaAAGogM/s1600-h/May+2007+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ony5Y_zNa6k/RlLTv_PCgQI/AAAAAAAAAKY/3pqbaAAGogM/s320/May+2007+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067345352127054082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H came home and asked, "What did you do this afternoon?"  I replied, "Oh, just hung out by myself, had a few drinks." Seriously, this is from nasty skunky beer that sat in a cooler since H's birthday bash about a month ago. Time to recycle!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34328796-6445348104969674731?l=my-memes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34328796/posts/default/6445348104969674731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34328796/posts/default/6445348104969674731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memes.blogspot.com/2007/05/lonely-afternoon.html' title='Lonely Afternoon'/><author><name>Victoria</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Iq0YI47SEdw/TxQK647VcII/AAAAAAAACuU/ZZ6yDYtHhgE/s220/profilepic08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ony5Y_zNa6k/RlLTv_PCgQI/AAAAAAAAAKY/3pqbaAAGogM/s72-c/May+2007+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34328796.post-6799660865015518229</id><published>2007-05-10T13:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T13:12:03.004-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fruit'/><title type='text'>I Heart Plums!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ony5Y_zNa6k/RkNSSX6pUgI/AAAAAAAAAJY/IIG9vl8myOE/s1600-h/April+2007+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ony5Y_zNa6k/RkNSSX6pUgI/AAAAAAAAAJY/IIG9vl8myOE/s320/April+2007+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062980881705685506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A perfect specimen if I do say so myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34328796-6799660865015518229?l=my-memes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34328796/posts/default/6799660865015518229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34328796/posts/default/6799660865015518229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memes.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-heart-plums.html' title='I Heart Plums!'/><author><name>Victoria</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Iq0YI47SEdw/TxQK647VcII/AAAAAAAACuU/ZZ6yDYtHhgE/s220/profilepic08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ony5Y_zNa6k/RkNSSX6pUgI/AAAAAAAAAJY/IIG9vl8myOE/s72-c/April+2007+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34328796.post-6850246618339190978</id><published>2007-04-23T16:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T17:00:09.723-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weiners'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random photos'/><title type='text'>Charlotte and dog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ony5Y_zNa6k/Ri0eBESAHTI/AAAAAAAAAIY/6SOtaHiQwew/s1600-h/charwithwiener.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ony5Y_zNa6k/Ri0eBESAHTI/AAAAAAAAAIY/6SOtaHiQwew/s320/charwithwiener.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056730960284884274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my former friend Charlotte. I say former because if she see's I've posted this picture of her travels she'll no longer email me and cease from being my friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34328796-6850246618339190978?l=my-memes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34328796/posts/default/6850246618339190978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34328796/posts/default/6850246618339190978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memes.blogspot.com/2007/04/charlotte-and-dog.html' title='Charlotte and dog'/><author><name>Victoria</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Iq0YI47SEdw/TxQK647VcII/AAAAAAAACuU/ZZ6yDYtHhgE/s220/profilepic08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ony5Y_zNa6k/Ri0eBESAHTI/AAAAAAAAAIY/6SOtaHiQwew/s72-c/charwithwiener.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34328796.post-7321893532736463297</id><published>2007-03-14T15:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T15:02:20.537-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>And Done!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ony5Y_zNa6k/RfhGpxNqJDI/AAAAAAAAAF0/VCP73zW33f4/s1600-h/February+2007+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ony5Y_zNa6k/RfhGpxNqJDI/AAAAAAAAAF0/VCP73zW33f4/s320/February+2007+011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041857466240476210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was tasty apparently, whatever it was.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34328796-7321893532736463297?l=my-memes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34328796/posts/default/7321893532736463297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34328796/posts/default/7321893532736463297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memes.blogspot.com/2007/03/and-done.html' title='And Done!'/><author><name>Victoria</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Iq0YI47SEdw/TxQK647VcII/AAAAAAAACuU/ZZ6yDYtHhgE/s220/profilepic08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ony5Y_zNa6k/RfhGpxNqJDI/AAAAAAAAAF0/VCP73zW33f4/s72-c/February+2007+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34328796.post-7211121658522238291</id><published>2007-03-07T09:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T10:01:22.820-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cake'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ony5Y_zNa6k/Re7TdUGA84I/AAAAAAAAAE4/JuCEEEa9uq0/s1600-h/February+2007+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ony5Y_zNa6k/Re7TdUGA84I/AAAAAAAAAE4/JuCEEEa9uq0/s320/February+2007+019.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039197533637768066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The strangely neon birthday cake I made for T.D.'s first birthday.  Three batches of frosting, four layers of cake, and lots of fondant later this is what I got.  Hey, it tasted good and that is what matters. This cake was made with lurv.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34328796-7211121658522238291?l=my-memes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34328796/posts/default/7211121658522238291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34328796/posts/default/7211121658522238291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memes.blogspot.com/2007/03/strangely-neon-birthday-cake-i-made-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Victoria</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Iq0YI47SEdw/TxQK647VcII/AAAAAAAACuU/ZZ6yDYtHhgE/s220/profilepic08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ony5Y_zNa6k/Re7TdUGA84I/AAAAAAAAAE4/JuCEEEa9uq0/s72-c/February+2007+019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34328796.post-859692569657189672</id><published>2007-03-06T09:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T09:31:51.023-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chicken'/><title type='text'>Entrails anyone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ony5Y_zNa6k/Re17J0GA80I/AAAAAAAAAEc/YHBMUr7T6Zg/s1600-h/February+2007+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ony5Y_zNa6k/Re17J0GA80I/AAAAAAAAAEc/YHBMUr7T6Zg/s320/February+2007+013.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038818966630363970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really it's just spicy orange chicken.  Or another photo of food. I don't know what is wrong with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34328796-859692569657189672?l=my-memes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34328796/posts/default/859692569657189672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34328796/posts/default/859692569657189672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memes.blogspot.com/2007/03/entrails-anyone.html' title='Entrails anyone?'/><author><name>Victoria</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Iq0YI47SEdw/TxQK647VcII/AAAAAAAACuU/ZZ6yDYtHhgE/s220/profilepic08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ony5Y_zNa6k/Re17J0GA80I/AAAAAAAAAEc/YHBMUr7T6Zg/s72-c/February+2007+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34328796.post-3921347197035681962</id><published>2007-03-05T06:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T06:07:16.757-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Food in Picture Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ony5Y_zNa6k/Rev5vsE_kWI/AAAAAAAAAEM/KZg9l6Hcl8M/s1600-h/February+2007+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ony5Y_zNa6k/Rev5vsE_kWI/AAAAAAAAAEM/KZg9l6Hcl8M/s320/February+2007+020.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038395205825302882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These strawberries were just too red not to take a picture of.  They were delicious too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34328796-3921347197035681962?l=my-memes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34328796/posts/default/3921347197035681962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34328796/posts/default/3921347197035681962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memes.blogspot.com/2007/03/food-in-picture-time.html' title='Food in Picture Time'/><author><name>Victoria</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Iq0YI47SEdw/TxQK647VcII/AAAAAAAACuU/ZZ6yDYtHhgE/s220/profilepic08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ony5Y_zNa6k/Rev5vsE_kWI/AAAAAAAAAEM/KZg9l6Hcl8M/s72-c/February+2007+020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34328796.post-116791747842288698</id><published>2007-01-04T08:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T08:31:18.433-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Book Review~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5194/1788/1600/272940/maxted.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5194/1788/320/391293/maxted.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Tale of Two Sisters, by Anna Maxted&lt;/strong&gt;- The story of two sisters,obviously, Lizbet and Cassie.  They live two very different lives in London, one successful and beautiful, getting what she thinks she wants out of life. The other a trifle silly, living with her boyfriend in a home they can no longer afford. Sounds like standard chick-lit fare right?  It is and it isn't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished reading this book a week ago and walked away from it truly satisfied. What started out as a witty novel ends up tackling some pretty weighty issues.  One sister suffers a miscarriage, the other a failed marriage and trouble conceiving.  There are family secrets, blossoming relationships, mother/daughter issues, and things in need of desperate repair. I found this book funny, smart and at times crushingly sad.  This is my first Anna Maxted book and I'm in love.  Her depth of characters and ease in which she divides the book chapter by chapter with the sisters voices and perspectives is smooth and complete.  I am now a Maxted fan.  Her characters are nicely defined and I love her sarcastic styling.  It's less fluff than your average chick-lit read and to me that is decidely a good thing.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find 'A Tale of Two Sisters, &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Tale-Two-Sisters-Anna-Maxted/dp/0525949739/sr=8-3/qid=1167916612/ref=pd_bbs_sr_3/002-7333849-9488855?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34328796-116791747842288698?l=my-memes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34328796/posts/default/116791747842288698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34328796/posts/default/116791747842288698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memes.blogspot.com/2007/01/book-review.html' title='Book Review~'/><author><name>Victoria</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Iq0YI47SEdw/TxQK647VcII/AAAAAAAACuU/ZZ6yDYtHhgE/s220/profilepic08.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34328796.post-116524724272065211</id><published>2006-12-04T10:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T10:47:22.730-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Review- Scoop!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5194/1788/1600/649262/scoop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5194/1788/320/714691/scoop.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched the movie, Scoop, this weekend and thought, "ok I really need to get on this movie review thing, after all it's what my card says I do."  Here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Scoop&lt;/strong&gt; (2006), is the first Woody Allen film I've liked in a long time. Stop wretching. Yes, I agree his prancing and sometimes wimpy mumbling and bumbling ways no longer serve as endearing or funny, but as a characterized version of his former self. Still, I liked  this film.  I think one has to go into the story of a young American journalist (Scarlett Johannsen) falling for an upper-crust Brit (Hugh Jackman) who may or may not be the Tarot card killer, as something that isn't wholly believable.  The plot and actors are not believable but in a good way.  The story moves along with some funny bits between Johannsen and Allen trying to crack the case of this killer while Johannsen falls for Jackman's Peter Lyman character. If anything Jackman is nice to look at. The scenes featuring Ian McShane are enjoyable as he gives the newbie reporter clues from beyond.  Overall I did like the story, the scenery and dialogue but it was a somewhat forgettable film. Better than Allen's Matchpoint which made me want to stick hot pokers in my eyes but not as good as his old films. Which is the rant of the day.  Is Lyman the Tarot card killer?  Watch the movie to find out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34328796-116524724272065211?l=my-memes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34328796/posts/default/116524724272065211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34328796/posts/default/116524724272065211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memes.blogspot.com/2006/12/movie-review-scoop.html' title='Movie Review- Scoop!'/><author><name>Victoria</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Iq0YI47SEdw/TxQK647VcII/AAAAAAAACuU/ZZ6yDYtHhgE/s220/profilepic08.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34328796.post-116333904310881949</id><published>2006-11-12T08:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T12:17:52.278-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Currently On the Nightstand</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5194/1788/1600/SidetableJPG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5194/1788/320/SidetableJPG.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading Right Now- Reviews to follow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Behaving Like Adults, Anna Maxted (I know I'm on a kick of some sort)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Eat, Pray, Love, Gilbert&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34328796-116333904310881949?l=my-memes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34328796/posts/default/116333904310881949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34328796/posts/default/116333904310881949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memes.blogspot.com/2006/11/currently-on-nightstand.html' title='Currently On the Nightstand'/><author><name>Victoria</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Iq0YI47SEdw/TxQK647VcII/AAAAAAAACuU/ZZ6yDYtHhgE/s220/profilepic08.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34328796.post-116187303735199459</id><published>2006-10-26T10:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T09:05:47.696-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mummy's Wishes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5194/1788/1600/mistletoe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5194/1788/200/mistletoe.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been described by more than a few as hard to buy for.  As the holidays approach I figure I might make life easier. For those of you hankering to buy me a special piece (and I don't mean a handgun), check out my list below.  All of course can be ordered off The Mummy Chronicles Amazon site.   Happy Gift Giving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*These items are in no particular order*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Ray Sings, Basie Swings CD, archival reels found of Count Basie and Ray Charles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Sneakers for Avon Walk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Nine to Five, DVD.  Yes, the one with Dolly Parton.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Diana Krall, From this Moment On, CD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  Silver bead bracelet to match my necklace, Tiffany&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  Hockey tickets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  I tunes gift card. (Nice idea for a stocking stuffer H!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  Ina Garten cookbook (French cooking and/or Everyday one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.  oneangrygirl.net t-shirt- exploitation one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Spa treatments I do love them!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. PLANE TICKET to LA or New Mexico. Preferably in January.  To see friends as well all need a bit of girl time to recoup and restore the soul don't we?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34328796-116187303735199459?l=my-memes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34328796/posts/default/116187303735199459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34328796/posts/default/116187303735199459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memes.blogspot.com/2006/10/mummys-wishes.html' title='Mummy&apos;s Wishes'/><author><name>Victoria</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Iq0YI47SEdw/TxQK647VcII/AAAAAAAACuU/ZZ6yDYtHhgE/s220/profilepic08.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34328796.post-116186804327263827</id><published>2006-10-26T08:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T08:54:32.376-05:00</updated><title type='text'>On the Pod</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5194/1788/1600/ralph-ipod.1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5194/1788/200/ralph-ipod.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ipod that is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Canned Heat, Jamiraquoi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Freedom 90, George Michael&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Stupid Girls, Pink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Almost anything Kanye West&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Take on Me, A Ha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Naughty, Christina Aguliera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Vintage Michael Jackson&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34328796-116186804327263827?l=my-memes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34328796/posts/default/116186804327263827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34328796/posts/default/116186804327263827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memes.blogspot.com/2006/10/on-pod.html' title='On the Pod'/><author><name>Victoria</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Iq0YI47SEdw/TxQK647VcII/AAAAAAAACuU/ZZ6yDYtHhgE/s220/profilepic08.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34328796.post-115936946331346322</id><published>2006-09-27T09:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T11:04:23.340-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Jennsylvania's longest Meme EVER</title><content type='html'>The Longest Meme-EVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What bill do you hate paying the most?&lt;br /&gt;Daycare- it’s weekly, I almost always forget and then hope I don’t get T.D. kicked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What's the best place to eat a romantic dinner?&lt;br /&gt;We are NOT romantic people, period.  So a romantic dinner. That’ is pushing it.  It’s too artificial to orchestrate. H made tacos one night on our anniversary and that was pretty groovy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Last time you puked from drinking?&lt;br /&gt;I can hardly remember. So long ago…. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. When is the last time you got drunk and danced on a bar?&lt;br /&gt;Never. I never danced on a bar, a table or anything like that. I’ve danced naked on a beach before though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.Name of your first grade teacher?&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Larsch. She taught us to make butter by shaking a Mason jar. She rocked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What do you really want to be doing right now?&lt;br /&gt;In bed reading.  Sleeping.  Even in my dank office writing about vacuums. Not here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What did you want to be when you grew up?&lt;br /&gt;At what point- it was a million things- movie maker, anchorwoman, writer, world traveler, ballerina, fashion designer, chef.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. How many colleges did you attend?&lt;br /&gt;Two and a half.  (Spent some time at the regional branch of my university.transfered from the 7th ring of hell a.k.a. High Point University and then finally got it right at Maryland, College Park)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Why did you wear the shirt that you have on right now?&lt;br /&gt;It’s clean and makes my tan look good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. GAS PRICES! First thought?&lt;br /&gt;Whoo Hoo! Only $30 to fill my tank of an SUV.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. If you could move anywhere and take someone with you....&lt;br /&gt;And then what?  Is there more to the question?  Am I leaving them there to die?  Do we ever get to come back?  Sorry, can’t answer without more detail. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. First thought when the alarm went off this morning?&lt;br /&gt;Thank God it’s not stupid I wanna be hardcore so bad I say swear words Justin Timberlake again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Last thought before going to sleep last night?&lt;br /&gt;Please God, let T.D. sleep through the night.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Favorite style of underwear?&lt;br /&gt;Turquoise g-strings.  They just look good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Favorite style of underwear for the opposite sex?&lt;br /&gt;Clean. Ha Ha.  Boxer Briefs in white.  Seriously.  Don’t pull those freaky colored bikinis unless you want to hear the door shutting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What errand/chore do you despise?&lt;br /&gt;Vacuuming.  Cleaning the kitchen. Icky&lt;br /&gt;17. If you didn't have to work, would you volunteer at an art gallery?&lt;br /&gt;Umm.. why not a hospital or shelter. Soup kitchen anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Get up early or sleep in?&lt;br /&gt;Ick to the first. Sleep in. Unless there’s shopping to do. Or a trip to go on. Then I’m up early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What is your favorite cartoon character?&lt;br /&gt;You mean WHO is my favorite character?  How much did I love Invader Zim? A lot.  But Barbapapa is my fave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Favorite NON sexual thing to do at night with a girl/guy?&lt;br /&gt;Sit on the couch with H and talk about our day while watching Lost or Rockstar- that’s the movie Rockstar.  It’s a hidden gem I swear. &lt;br /&gt;21. A secret that you wouldn't mind everyone knowing?&lt;br /&gt;I swear like a mean, drunken sailor. Ok that is not a secret even my Mom knows that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. How many joints pop when you get out of bed in the morning?&lt;br /&gt;Uh…forty? I have no freakin’ idea.  Who wrote this?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What is the biggest amount of $$ you have made from a yard sale?&lt;br /&gt;$100. It paid for my moving truck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Your favorite lunch meat?&lt;br /&gt;I want to kick the author of this until he or she is dead.  Turkey.  Real non-slimey turkey. Thin. None of that home-roasted thick shit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. What do you get every time you go into a WAWA?&lt;br /&gt;I secretly hate WAWA.  It’s like the Bermuda Triangle. I go in and instantly have no idea if it’s night or day, what time it is or what I “need” to buy there.  I am always reminded of rainy roadtrips and bad coffee. It makes me twitchy to go in, but gas is cheap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Beach or lake?&lt;br /&gt;Beach. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Do you think marriage is an outdated ritual that was invented?&lt;br /&gt;That was invented to what?  Spur more toaster sales?  Enrich the diamond industry?  Was English your first language when you wrote this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Who do you stalk on MySpace?&lt;br /&gt;MySpace sucks. I boycott.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Favorite guilty pleasure?&lt;br /&gt;Lattes.  DVR-ing bad tv and watching Netflix of Felicity and Popular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Favorite movie you wouldn't want anyone to find out about?&lt;br /&gt;The fact that I love, own, and regularly watch Bring It On. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. What's your drink?&lt;br /&gt;Grande latte, on sugar in the raw, non-fat. Piping hot!&lt;br /&gt;32. Cowboys or Indians?&lt;br /&gt;Hate the author of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Cops or Robbers?&lt;br /&gt;So very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Do you cheer for the bad guy?&lt;br /&gt;Don’t  you know my love for Lord Vader?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. What Hollywood star do you think resembles you best?&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been told Bridget Fonda- I know- who?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. What do you want when you are sick?&lt;br /&gt;To be left the fuck alone. Sleep a whole day away and read in bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Who from high school would you like to run into?&lt;br /&gt;No one.  I live in the now, man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. What radio station is your car radio tuned to right now?&lt;br /&gt;90.9 FM- NPR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Norm or Cliff?&lt;br /&gt;Is this Meme from 1986?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. The Cosby Show or The Simpsons?&lt;br /&gt;Can’t compare the two. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Worst relationship mistake that you wish you could take back?&lt;br /&gt;None.  Am perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Do you like the person who sits directly across from you at work?&lt;br /&gt;The copier sits across from me. I glean massive office gossip from it.  I like that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. If you could get away with it, who would you kill?&lt;br /&gt;The person who came up with these retarded questions.  Or possibly myself for not having the self-control to simply shit-can it when I realized it was ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. What famous person would you like to have dinner with?&lt;br /&gt;Alive or Dead?  Can’t answer unless I know.  Famous now?  Augusten Burroughs.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Have you ever had to use a fire extinguisher for its intended purpose?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Last book you read for real?&lt;br /&gt;As opposed to having read for fake?  Highly Addictive Substances&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. Do you have a teddy bear?&lt;br /&gt;No.  A cookie monster though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. Strangest place you have ever brushed your teeth?&lt;br /&gt;WHAT?  What is wrong with you that you ask such a banal question?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. Somewhere in California you've never been and would like to go?&lt;br /&gt;Wine country I guess. Santa Barbara too.&lt;br /&gt;54. Number of texts in a day?&lt;br /&gt;Zero.  I am an adult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. Do you go to church?&lt;br /&gt;  Yes, I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. Pencil or pen?&lt;br /&gt;Which would I rather jam in the neck of the person who came up with these questions?  A pen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. Bueller??? Bueller??? Bueller???&lt;br /&gt;Drool on a desk. Bubble gum snaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. How many jobs have you had?&lt;br /&gt;I refuse to answer that question on grounds that I’ll look unstable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34328796-115936946331346322?l=my-memes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34328796/posts/default/115936946331346322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34328796/posts/default/115936946331346322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memes.blogspot.com/2006/09/jennsylvanias-longest-meme-ever.html' title='Jennsylvania&apos;s longest Meme EVER'/><author><name>Victoria</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Iq0YI47SEdw/TxQK647VcII/AAAAAAAACuU/ZZ6yDYtHhgE/s220/profilepic08.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34328796.post-115824333025972218</id><published>2006-09-14T10:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T10:15:30.303-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Long MeMe</title><content type='html'>Three names you go by:&lt;br /&gt;1. Vic (only to a certain few, not even H)&lt;br /&gt;2. V&lt;br /&gt;3. Vicky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three physical things you like about yourself:&lt;br /&gt;1. My eyes&lt;br /&gt;2. My breasts&lt;br /&gt;3. My toes when painted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three physical things you don’t like about yourself:&lt;br /&gt;1. My brand new "mummy tummy"&lt;br /&gt;2. thighs with new mom-inspired cellulite&lt;br /&gt;3. my fine hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three parts of your heritage:&lt;br /&gt;1. French&lt;br /&gt;2. Welsh&lt;br /&gt;3. Polish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things that scare you:&lt;br /&gt;1. spiders, especially ones with fat ball bodies&lt;br /&gt;2. horror movies &lt;br /&gt;3. the ocean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three of your everyday essentials:&lt;br /&gt;1. toothpaste&lt;br /&gt;2. deoderant&lt;br /&gt;3. lip gloss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three of your favorite musical artists:&lt;br /&gt;1. Paul McCartney&lt;br /&gt;2. Madonna&lt;br /&gt;3. Can I get back to you or I'll write something with the risk of sounding REALLY old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three of your favorite songs:&lt;br /&gt;1. Express Yourself, Madonna&lt;br /&gt;2. Seven Nation Army, White Stripes&lt;br /&gt;3. Stayin' Alive, Bee Gees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things you want in a relationship:&lt;br /&gt;1. Sex&lt;br /&gt;2. Humor&lt;br /&gt;3. Loyalty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three lies and truths in no particular order:&lt;br /&gt;LIES:&lt;br /&gt;1. Being a mom makes you brain dead.&lt;br /&gt;2. You can't teach an old dog new tricks.&lt;br /&gt;3. When you have that baby you'll feel like a Mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRUTH:&lt;br /&gt;1. Having a child changes everything (whether you have that child through childbirth, adoption or marriage).&lt;br /&gt;2. Success is waking up happy every morning.&lt;br /&gt;3. Happiness can come from many things, unexpected or planned, small or large, person, thing or situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three physical things about the opposite sex that appeals to you:&lt;br /&gt;1. I like gun shows&lt;br /&gt;2. smiling eyes&lt;br /&gt;3. nice teeth. It's like a horse, it has good teeth, it's a good investment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three of your favorite hobbies:&lt;br /&gt;1. Reading&lt;br /&gt;2. Writing&lt;br /&gt;3. Baking (I secretly wish I owned a bakery)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things you want to do really badly now:&lt;br /&gt;1. Lose five pounds.&lt;br /&gt;2. Go on a vacation with my girlfriends.&lt;br /&gt;3. Win the lottery. The $200 million lottery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three careers you’re considering/you’ve considered:&lt;br /&gt;1. Travel Writer&lt;br /&gt;2. Chef&lt;br /&gt;3. Curator of a musuem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three places you want to go on vacation:&lt;br /&gt;1. Italy&lt;br /&gt;2. Austria&lt;br /&gt;3. Greece&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three kid’s names you like:&lt;br /&gt;1. Wyatt&lt;br /&gt;2. Liesel (I don't care that is sounds like weasel)&lt;br /&gt;3. Genevieve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things you want to do before you die:&lt;br /&gt;1. Live in Provence for a good long while&lt;br /&gt;2. Have hollywood glamour photos taken of me. &lt;br /&gt;3. Raise my child to adulthood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three ways that you are stereotypically a boy:&lt;br /&gt;1. I tell it like it is.&lt;br /&gt;2. I curse like a shipyard worker.&lt;br /&gt;3. I am not maternal.  I'm Nurse Ratchet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three ways that you are stereotypically a girl:&lt;br /&gt;1. I love making myself pretty.&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm pretty damn empathetic.&lt;br /&gt;3. I could make enough cupcakes to wrap around the planet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three celeb crushes:&lt;br /&gt;1. Henry Rollins&lt;br /&gt;2. ADRIEN BRODY&lt;br /&gt;3. a young Paul Newman (circa Coolhand Luke and Cat on a Hot Tin Roof-I feel your pain Maggie)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34328796-115824333025972218?l=my-memes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34328796/posts/default/115824333025972218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34328796/posts/default/115824333025972218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memes.blogspot.com/2006/09/long-meme.html' title='Long MeMe'/><author><name>Victoria</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Iq0YI47SEdw/TxQK647VcII/AAAAAAAACuU/ZZ6yDYtHhgE/s220/profilepic08.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34328796.post-115814518193297934</id><published>2006-09-13T06:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T06:59:41.946-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Five Things</title><content type='html'>Five Things In My Closet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-A purse hanger with the good intentions of holding all my purses.&lt;br /&gt;-shoes on shelves, shoes on the floor&lt;br /&gt;-plastic shrouded dresses worn to the bazillion weddings I’ve gone to in the last few years.&lt;br /&gt;-baseball hats, mine, H’s and more of H’s&lt;br /&gt;-a tiny Alice in Wonderland type door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five Things In My fridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Thai food from last night&lt;br /&gt;-oj&lt;br /&gt;-yogurt&lt;br /&gt;-pesto&lt;br /&gt;-decade old bottle of green olives &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five Things In My Car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-formula sprayed on the back seat like T.D. was having a party back there&lt;br /&gt;-Black Dahlia book on CD&lt;br /&gt;-Tiffany boxes in the glove box (their empty)&lt;br /&gt;-a year old county dog registration sealed with stamp, never mailed&lt;br /&gt;-mix CD’s with a lot of disco and funk &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five Things In My Purse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-My cell phone&lt;br /&gt;-My Neiman Marcus card&lt;br /&gt;-writing notebook&lt;br /&gt;-planner&lt;br /&gt;-lip venom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34328796-115814518193297934?l=my-memes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34328796/posts/default/115814518193297934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34328796/posts/default/115814518193297934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-memes.blogspot.com/2006/09/five-things.html' title='Five Things'/><author><name>Victoria</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Iq0YI47SEdw/TxQK647VcII/AAAAAAAACuU/ZZ6yDYtHhgE/s220/profilepic08.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
