<?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-8052809</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:27:55.046-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Corona Red Roses</title><subtitle type='html'>Single 31-year-old, Washington DC area resident.  Work for the government, but not a fan of Dubya.  Interested in travel, my friends, and world events.  Oldest of four. Own a small fixer upper, which is still being fixed up.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>142</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-117379754841345116</id><published>2007-03-13T11:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T12:31:48.130-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Closing Down My Blog on Monday 3/19/2007</title><content type='html'>I just wanted to let my faithful readers (not that I have many) know what is happening with me before I sign off of anonymous blogging. A couple of thoughts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blogging, for me, was so great as a way to deal with my emotions. I was thinking about this this morning. I used to journal when I was unhappy. When I was unhappy, I put those feeling into words -- which is why I sound half crazy and depressed in them. My blog is the same for me. A place to put words when I am feeling depressed. I need it to be anonymous -- I need the darkness that it allows. My family and friends see me as the "happy" one -- I try to be optimistic and upbeat. So, when I wasn't, I hid it in journals and then my blog. And now I am blissfully happy now, so I just haven't been in the mood to write. CJ and I are doing great -- he's the one for me and I have a feeling we'll be engaged within a year and married with two years. And I am looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will try to get those photos of my completed house renovation up before I close down, so check back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did love reading. Jay writes some incredibly insightful material -- usually makes me laugh. I really enjoyed keeping up on Ms. Mac and her family - such an emotional writer. The Peanut Queen -- so absolutely funny. I knew I would smile reading her blog. Tara writes from her heart -- so you feel you almost know her. The Welsh girl is warm and inviting. Others I loved for their pureness -- they wrote what they were feeling. Thank you all for sharing your life with me. I feel blessed to have known you. I will keep reading many of you -- I just won't be able to comment on them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best of luck to you and yours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-117379754841345116?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/117379754841345116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=117379754841345116&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/117379754841345116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/117379754841345116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2007/03/closing-down-my-blog-on-monday-3192007.html' title='Closing Down My Blog on Monday 3/19/2007'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-116561550716294869</id><published>2006-12-08T17:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T17:05:07.183-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Happy...really Happy</title><content type='html'>I know it seems strange.  But, I'm happy, really happy with CJ.  And there's no but.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know the "I'm happy but .... I wish the sex was better" or "but I hope he can deal with my family." Or whatever.  This time no "buts."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels right this time.  It feels easy.  I am not anxious -- I feel us moving along and think this is a man I could be with forever.  And it doesn't scare me to say that.  I really enjoy him.  He's easy to talk to.  We talk for a hour to hour and a half, every day for a month now.  We talk about anything and everything.  We don't keep secrets.  It's entirely different with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can feel it happening.  I'm falling in love with him again.  Only this time, I'm ready and so is he.  It's only been a month in some ways.  But, in others, he has always been there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-116561550716294869?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/116561550716294869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=116561550716294869&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/116561550716294869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/116561550716294869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-happyreally-happy.html' title='I&apos;m Happy...really Happy'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-116380030333162798</id><published>2006-11-17T16:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T16:51:43.346-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Boyfriend</title><content type='html'>That's right. Once again, I am attempting to try to date again. We shall see how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So who is the lucky man? Well, it's &lt;a href="http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2006/10/old-boyfriends-just-cant-shake-them.html"&gt;C.J.&lt;/a&gt;. What the hell?  Well we spent most of last weekend together - from Friday to Tuesday morning, mostly in the evenings.  And we talked and we talked.  Almost to the point of whether we would ever need to talk again.  Yet, we have every day for an hour since I got back to D.C. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yes, I have a new boyfriend.  I don't know what is going to happen.  I don't know if he's the one.  But, I am going to check things out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep you posted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-116380030333162798?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/116380030333162798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=116380030333162798&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/116380030333162798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/116380030333162798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2006/11/new-boyfriend.html' title='New Boyfriend'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-116302467039503929</id><published>2006-11-08T17:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T17:24:30.413-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More Democrats and No More Rummy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yeah!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looks like the Democrats pulled this one together and as a bonus, no more Donald Rumsfield.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so glad that the Democrats took back so much -- maybe we'll finally be a real democracy again. Maybe, we'll actually have some balance in our activities. Rather than all this right wing, conservative, religious crap being shoved down our throats!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yeah!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Good. Now, maybe someone with some intelligence will find a way to get our men and women home sooner and keep them safer until then. Maybe, just maybe we will actually start to make some progress in assisting that country and be able to get the hell out before too long!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-116302467039503929?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/116302467039503929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=116302467039503929&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/116302467039503929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/116302467039503929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2006/11/more-democrats-and-no-more-rummy.html' title='More Democrats and No More Rummy!'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-116285294256291360</id><published>2006-11-06T17:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T17:42:22.580-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying to Wrap Up So Many Things</title><content type='html'>I tell you it has been the month of weirdness. I am still working on wrapping up the house remodel - -I promise pictures soon. I still want to finish a few more items before I take the final shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CJ and I are still talking and due to some crazy family crap I am going home this week to Indiana for a few days, so I arranged to stay with him. I told my family that I am staying with "a friend." We're still talking and I am really looking forward to seeing him. It's strange to think that as I never expected this to happen. I am taking Stacy's advice and just going for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No word on Clark Kent, the guy coming back from the middle East. The other Indiana guy is still texting and he called the other day (I didn't catch it). I don't think I'll mention I'll be in town to him. And the other guys have kinda fallen away at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work has been nuts. I have a new arch nemesis -- the Nun. I swear when she starts talking all I can see is a Nun in a habit with a ruler in her hand. She is making me crazy. I may have to smack her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blogger is acting up, so I hope this works. I'll touch base with you all soon -- and thanks to Jay and Stacy the Peanut Queen for the thoughts and advice. I appreciate it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-116285294256291360?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/116285294256291360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=116285294256291360&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/116285294256291360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/116285294256291360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2006/11/trying-to-wrap-up-so-many-things.html' title='Trying to Wrap Up So Many Things'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-116119697540415213</id><published>2006-10-23T20:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T20:42:17.553-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Boyfriends -- Just can't shake them.</title><content type='html'>Okay, so the last month, I have been a bit overwhelmed with the old boyfriends. First, there's the one who came to help me with my house (CJ). Then we have the Indiana boy who keeps texting me. And then of course Allen and W, the former who likes both genders and the latter who prefers men. I also heard from an old high school boyfriend, Joe. And the guy I like from office is coming back from the Middle East (he's in Marine reserves) and asked for my numbers. And an old student of mine who kept asking me out just send me a message through myspace. They are coming out of the woodwork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, first let's deal with CJ. A bit of history...we dated about 1.5 years while I was in college. We broke up for several reasons about 9 years ago when I was finishing college. He consequently quit speaking to me. He was very angry. I remember he was the only boyfriend I had who returned every single thing I had ever given him (every gift, trinket, card, etc...) when we broke up. It was strange. Well, my dad and him became great friends and they have kept in touch all these years. Him and I have not spoken at all until about 2 months ago. My dad suggested I contact him because he was coming out to VA from the midwest to help out another friend of his and would also be able to help me out with my home renovation. I hesitated and asked repeatedly if my dad was sure CJ would be interested. Dad seemed confident, so I called and we struck up a cordial relationship. When he got here to help with the renovation, we met at my place so I could show him everything. Well, we started talking and I found out the reason he quit speaking to me. It's a bit overly dramatic, but I'll share anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said that a few months after we broke up, he saw me at a wedding and didn't say hello. I do remember this wedding, but have no real recollection of anything interesting happening there. I was a bridesmaid, so I know I was there. Anyway, supposedly, I got angry (and was wasted) about him not saying hello. So, supposedly, I talked to this IRS woman there. He claims she told him that I said he beat and raped me. Now, I would NEVER ever joke or falsely accuse anyone of either of these things. They are beyond the norm -- just left field. Well, anyway, the agent decided to go after him and audited him later that year. She told him what I allegedly said and then proceeded to ream him through the audit process - cost him a good chunk of change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was shocked. I can't even fathom anything like this. I would never, no matter how drunk I was, say something like that about CJ or any guy. CJ is heavily involved in women's issues, so he was deeply hurt by the accusations. I mulled this over for days and was still flabbergasted for an explanation. And basically I told him I was a bit offended that he would believe some lunatic lady when we knew each other so well. And especially, since I didn't leave him on bad terms, I had no real animosity towards him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that was weird. Once we got past that (and CJ thought more objectively about it), we started talking lots. We had dinner together several nights in a row and just started hanging out. We even began to talk about how everyone was asking us what was going on and if we were getting back together. And we admitted there was chemistry between us. I just told him I thought it wasn't a good idea for us to get together. He even tried the whole "we're all adults." But, the longer we hung out, the more comfortable I became. And before I knew it, he stayed at my house for a week and a half. He is by far the best sex I've ever had - bar none. And he's sweet and he's nice. And he treats me well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I was determined to keep this short term. And when he left, it was fine. I was actually glad to see him go -- I wanted my house back to myself so much. However, within a few days, I missed him. I missed coming home to someone, having someone to share my day. I missed his arms around me, next to me in bed. I missed the way he really listened to me and shared his life with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now we're talking -- via e-mail and phone. I have no idea what is happening here. He is not the guy I want to be the one, but what if he is. What if he is who I should be with, but I'm being stubborn, because he doesn't fit my idea of "the one." Alright, I'm making myself crazy right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, CJ is the one I'm dealing with now. More on the others as they develop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-116119697540415213?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/116119697540415213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=116119697540415213&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/116119697540415213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/116119697540415213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2006/10/old-boyfriends-just-cant-shake-them.html' title='Old Boyfriends -- Just can&apos;t shake them.'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-116049447041923760</id><published>2006-10-10T11:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T11:51:17.356-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on Home Renovation</title><content type='html'>Every book I read warned me that the last few weeks of the project are the most annoying. I seem to have found that to be true. I am just so ready for it to be done. This "we'll be done tomorrow" thing repeatedly has gotten tiredsome. I want to be finished - I want my life back. I feel like all I do is obsess about this house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend, my life revolved around the house. On Friday night, I brought down more boxes from upstairs and continued to unpack. I met up with Anne and did a quick swim at the local Rec Center. I went to Home Depot and made a big return. I also taped up the entire old living room space. I then started ripping out this ugly banister that I have wanted to get rid of. I also primed the walls and ceiling. I realized I left my "to do" list at work, so decided to drive in to work on Saturday. I participated in the AIDS walk in DC on Saturday and was able to park at my office building. Then, I spent some time at Lowe's -- a few returns. I stopped by the Halloween Store -- got a few decorations to light up the place. Also, I looked at Bed, Bath and Beyond, along with Target and Lowe's for trashcans -- of course, the ones I like are over $80. They are just trashcans -- I just can't see spending that much. I then finished up the banister and started patching it. I did some more patching on the walls in the hallway. Then, I painted the ceiling in the old living room. The drawers and cabinets in the kitchen are now all filled with some items. And I was even able to move a few items up from the basement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday, I painted the walls of the old living room. I know I need to do another coat on the ceiling, but I figured at least this way, I am getting closer to appearing done. Also, I am almost out of ceiling paint. I got up some of the Halloween decorations. I got all the trash out -- took up half of the sidewalk strip out in front of the house -- I couldn't believe how much trash there was. I also swept the entire first floor twice. I need to buy a new Swiffer -- mine got trashed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also took Duchess (my cat) the vet on Monday. Last week, she ate a floor nail - a 3 inch curved one. She threw it up, but didn't continue vomiting, so I thought she was okay. However, she hasn't been eating much lately, so I wanted to get her checked out. Over $200 later and we think she has scratched her throat. The vet took blood so I am waiting on those results still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the vet, I came back and worked on the bathroom for a bit - hand and knees scrubbing the floor. It was a bit disgusting -- been awhile since it got a good clean. I cleaned up and decided to make a quick run to the mall -- I have a wedding on Saturday and nothing to wear. No luck there - I was at the mall for an hour -- checked Macy's, Penney's, Vivace's and some other mall shop - nothing I remotely liked. Of course, the fact that I am up 10 pounds from where I was a few months ago might have something to do with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My contractor stopped by on Monday afternoon - asked what needed to be done. He tried to blame my floor guy for some problems. However, believe me the floor guy (my ex) had incentive to get his job right - plus, he's a major perfectionist. I still haven't seen the plumber in days. And my phone service is down for the whole house -- not sure why. My electrician did stop in yesterday. He isn't done, but was able to determine the problem with the phone comes directly from the box outside, so I called the telephone company. They are going to look at it sometime between yesterday and 6 p.m. on Wednesday. So, I'll have to keep monitoring that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I still have a ton to do. But, I am making progress. My Open House is only a few weeks away, so I am continuing to press on. I'll keep you posted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-116049447041923760?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/116049447041923760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=116049447041923760&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/116049447041923760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/116049447041923760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2006/10/update-on-home-renovation.html' title='Update on Home Renovation'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-116014438634515710</id><published>2006-10-06T10:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T10:19:47.063-04:00</updated><title type='text'>More on the Remodel</title><content type='html'>I've been pretty busy this month with the renovation. Plus, I lost my PDA data with all my passwords and contact information. So, I've been rebuilding all of that. It's been nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3884/527/1600/New%20walls%20Kitchen.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3884/527/1600/New%20Bathroom%20and%20Pantry%20Walls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3884/527/320/New%20Bathroom%20and%20Pantry%20Walls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the walls being built in the old kitchen area to contain the new half bath and the new pantry. It's pretty awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3884/527/1600/View%20of%20Kitchen%20Drywalled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3884/527/320/View%20of%20Kitchen%20Drywalled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And here's that same room with the drywall up. This is a bit further back (shot from the dining room) and show the whole kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The yellow there on the wall on the left is actually the old part of the house -- it was a gorgeous color called "Yellow Rose," but it's a little bright for the look I am going for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3884/527/1600/Looking%20into%20new%20kitchen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3884/527/320/Looking%20into%20new%20kitchen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And here it is with walls, paint and you can even see a bit of the gorgeous Corian "Maui" countertops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The paint in this room is a Behr product in Satin called "Stable Hay." A bit more of a sophisticated color, I think. I really like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can also see a bit of the floors - aren't they beautiful? They are Antique Oak laminate from Dupont (I think that's the brand). Maybe it's Duponi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ex-boyfriend from college came into town and ended up staying a week with me while putting in this floor. (And yes, he laid more than the floors, but that's our little secret.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-116014438634515710?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/116014438634515710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=116014438634515710&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/116014438634515710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/116014438634515710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2006/10/more-on-remodel.html' title='More on the Remodel'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-116014132788246162</id><published>2006-10-06T09:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T09:47:26.186-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry it's been so Long..update on House</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3884/527/1600/Dining%20Room%20Entire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3884/527/320/Dining%20Room%20Entire.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry it has been so long. Life has been even crazier. Here's the latest photos of the house renovation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the new addition at the beginning - check out all that great insulation.  I had the place built with 2x6 construction, rather than 2x4 to make it stronger and to get better insulation.  Of course, this is definitely better than what I had before in the walls, which was nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3884/527/1600/Dining%20Room%20Entire.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3884/527/1600/From%20Kitchen%20to%20Dining%20Room.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3884/527/320/From%20Kitchen%20to%20Dining%20Room.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the standing in the old kitchen facing into the new addtion. That half wall is going to seperate the sink area from shelves in the dining room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3884/527/1600/From%20Kitchen%20to%20Dining%20Room.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And this is the same position turned to the left to see the rest of the new addition.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3884/527/1600/From%20Kitchen%20to%20Living%20Room.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3884/527/320/From%20Kitchen%20to%20Living%20Room.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3884/527/1600/Dining%20Room%20Entire.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3884/527/1600/New%20walls%20Dining%20Room.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3884/527/320/New%20walls%20Dining%20Room.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And this is the dining room area facing the back.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'll post more later today hopefully.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Enjoy.  I've missed you all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-116014132788246162?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/116014132788246162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=116014132788246162&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/116014132788246162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/116014132788246162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2006/10/sorry-its-been-so-longupdate-on-house.html' title='Sorry it&apos;s been so Long..update on House'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-115628176508134172</id><published>2006-08-22T17:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T17:24:08.526-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Update on House</title><content type='html'>No pictures available right now, but we are moving along. I am on week 10 now. I moved back in last Friday -- thank goddess I am home. My cat and I so needed to come back to our place. I hate not being at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They finished installing all the drywall and are now sanding it down. I had hoped that the sanding would be finished by the time I moved back, but no luck.  They also started working on my little deck out back.  The base has been built and all the old stuff torn out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The faucet arrived, along with the sprayer and the drain. They are awesome. Now, the contractor is not sure if they will fit or not. He is not sure the backsplash is tall enough to accommodate a wall-mounted sink. I certainly hope so. We're going to have to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dishwasher, stove, hood, and garbage disposal are arriving next Wednesday. The cabinets are also due in next week. I am leaving for a week long vacation on September 3, so I wanted to get a look at everything before it's installed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have to find flooring, paint, hardware for the kitchen cabinets, a bathroom door, and other items. My contractor is working on a list for me of what he needs me to buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am closing on the additional funding for my home equity line of credit on Friday. It's kinda scary how much I have taken out. But, it will be worth it, as the house is worth so much more now. And I will like living there even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'll post more photos as soon as they are developed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-115628176508134172?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/115628176508134172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=115628176508134172&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/115628176508134172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/115628176508134172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2006/08/quick-update-on-house.html' title='Quick Update on House'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-115515911281236872</id><published>2006-08-09T17:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T17:34:04.520-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on Home Renovation Project</title><content type='html'>And in an update to my every changing &lt;a href=":http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2006/07/week-1-3-continued.html"&gt;home renovation&lt;/a&gt;. We are now in week 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's the outside of the house - all framed out.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3884/527/1600/House%20outside%20Frame.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3884/527/320/House%20outside%20Frame.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And here's the new roof - Archetictural Shingles - Desert Tan - 30 Year Roof -- I love the new color. And my house has now been Tyveked. So, it is moving right along.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3884/527/320/New%20Archetictural%20Roof%20Desert%20Tan.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-115515911281236872?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/115515911281236872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=115515911281236872&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/115515911281236872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/115515911281236872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2006/08/update-on-home-renovation-project.html' title='Update on Home Renovation Project'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-115515891539764963</id><published>2006-08-09T17:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T17:41:54.480-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on House Renovation</title><content type='html'>Okay...Here's the next set of pictures of the renovations through the end of week 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3884/527/1600/Center%20Where%20Original%20Wall%20was.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3884/527/320/Center%20Where%20Original%20Wall%20was.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;This is standing in the old section of the house near the front door looking into the entire addition. You can see the extra piece of pine being used to support the new middle beam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3884/527/1600/New%20Wall%20and%20knee%20wall%20for%20behind%20sink.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3884/527/320/New%20Wall%20and%20knee%20wall%20for%20behind%20sink.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am standing in the same place -- just turning towards what used to be the dining room. Now this wall has been created that spans the entire old section of the first floor. Perpendicular to that is the knee wall which will be needed for the electrical outlets and such that are behind the sink. The sink will be on the left side of the knee wall. The dining room will be on the right side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3884/527/1600/Addition%20looking%20at%20back%20from%20kitchen%20sink%20area.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3884/527/320/Addition%20looking%20at%20back%20from%20kitchen%20sink%20area.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is standing in the old section of the house (where the dining room was) and looking straight into the right side of the addition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3884/527/1600/New%20Bathroom%20Frame.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3884/527/320/New%20Bathroom%20Frame.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3884/527/1600/New%20Bathroom%20Frame.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;And this is standing in the same place looking at where there used to be the sink and stove area of the old kitchen. These new walls are for the half bath being added to the first floor and the new pantry being created .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's coming together. I ordered all the sink parts today -- &lt;a href="http://www.plumbersurplus.com/ProductDetail.aspx?Prod=18291&amp;amp;Cat=1092"&gt;faucet and sprayer&lt;/a&gt; and sink drain. I ordered it all in Oil Rubbed Bronze -- which is almost a black color - it's awesome. I am excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the month I get an "extra" paycheck - so it works out perfectly that I can get all my "extras" this month. I am ordering the dishwasher, disposal and range next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep you all posted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-115515891539764963?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/115515891539764963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=115515891539764963&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/115515891539764963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/115515891539764963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2006/08/update-on-house-renovation.html' title='Update on House Renovation'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-115498077172236427</id><published>2006-08-07T15:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T15:59:31.736-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Absolutely Great Website</title><content type='html'>We totally got a kick out of this website today.  I have two friends who are planning weddings, so it provided us all with a needed break from the serious stressful planning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, funny!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-115498077172236427?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.visi.com/~dheaton/bride/the_bride_wore.html' title='Absolutely Great Website'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/115498077172236427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=115498077172236427&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/115498077172236427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/115498077172236427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2006/08/absolutely-great-website.html' title='Absolutely Great Website'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-115392670773742707</id><published>2006-07-31T11:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T17:08:41.126-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Single Living - Never Confuse with Clean Living</title><content type='html'>So, I went to a pub crawl two weeks ago on a Friday night with some friends. I was a bit nervous, but my stress has been unbelievable so I was looking forward to it. There were about 10-12 people at the crawl when I arrived and I knew like 4 when we started. By the end we had added like 6 more people and I met them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually ended up meeting this guy, Bertucci. He's 30, single, manages a Bertucci restaurant. Nice, funny, cute and a superb kisser. I had way too much fun making out with him (in the bar and in the street and against the glass door of a closed restaurant). I enjoyed him completely. He basically promised me the big O if I went home with him. But, I don't do that. Not the first time I meet someone. He did give me his number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did a bunch of drunk texting that night. Who knew that it could be almost as embarrassing as drunk dialing. I totally texted Allen saying I missed him and needed him to tell me to go home. IT was a bit nuts. COme to find out -- he was half asleep. I totalled texted him an apology the next day. I also texted an old boyfriend from college that I have been keeping up with.  The old boyfriend, Indiana, actually kept texting me all weekend. And on Sunday night, he propositioned me.  Of course, he's 700 miles away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it was a bit of a crazy night for me, but still fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-115392670773742707?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/115392670773742707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=115392670773742707&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/115392670773742707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/115392670773742707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2006/07/single-living-never-confuse-with-clean.html' title='Single Living - Never Confuse with Clean Living'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-115392475101501675</id><published>2006-07-26T10:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T10:39:11.116-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Renovation Hell - First Crisis</title><content type='html'>Well, I've arrived at the first big problem of my renovation experience. I got a call from the general contractor and he told me the kitchen guy hasn't ordered my cabinets yet. I think my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;"WHAT"&lt;/span&gt; could be heard halfway across the building. The contractor says the kitchen guy called him yesterday and said he was waiting on a signature from the contractor. My contractor didn't realize the kitchen guy was waiting on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now it's three weeks after I thought we had settled the cabinet order placed. So, now we are weeks behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was steaming about this yesterday. I specifically told the kitchen guy on July 6 that we were not waiting on the contractor and he could order the cabinets with my signature. I don't understand the problem. And the kitchen guy cashed my check -- so it didn't appear he was held back from that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I waited to call until today. So, I call and he doesn't say anything about the cabinet order. I ask if it was true they weren't ordered until yesterday and he says yes he was waiting on the general contractor. I told him I thought we had settled this and now I may owe financial penalties to my general contractor for holding up the schedule. I told him I wasn't happy and that I resented him for not calling to tell me about a problem in the past three weeks. He didn't really have much to say. I was so ticked. But, I stayed calm. I told him that I expected to hear right away as soon as he knows anything. I asked how long before the cabinets arrive. He says 5 weeks - that is minimum. At 5 weeks, we are about a week behind schedule. I told him to be sure to contact me if there are any further delays. He just says okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell? I am paying good money to these people and I expect better service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be sending a letter at the end of this process to the company detailing my issues.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-115392475101501675?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/115392475101501675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=115392475101501675&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/115392475101501675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/115392475101501675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2006/07/renovation-hell-first-crisis.html' title='Renovation Hell - First Crisis'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-115316390403161899</id><published>2006-07-17T15:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T15:18:24.033-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Week 1 - 3 (Continued)</title><content type='html'>Okay...the blogger wouldn't let me post all my pictures. Let's try again. Here's the &lt;a href="http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2006/07/house-renovations-weeks-1-to-3.html"&gt;first blog entry.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, here's looking from the back door into my living space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3884/527/320/Into%20the%20Living%20Room.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; At the back door from my living space. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3884/527/320/View%20of%20Back%20Door.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And finally from the living room into the old kitchen. Can you believe how small it looks even with the walls missing and the fridge pulled out? Where these studs are now, there used to be walls.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3884/527/320/Into%20the%20Kitchen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My contractor said in the next weeks, the outside will be finished and close in inspection should be by the end of the month. I would like to be back in around 8/12/06. We'll see what happens. I'll keep you posted.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-115316390403161899?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/115316390403161899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=115316390403161899&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/115316390403161899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/115316390403161899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2006/07/week-1-3-continued.html' title='Week 1 - 3 (Continued)'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-115316321195351376</id><published>2006-07-17T14:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T15:10:43.023-04:00</updated><title type='text'>House Renovations Weeks 1 to 3</title><content type='html'>Well -- here are the pictures I promised on the renovation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holes, Holes and more holes -- these are for the foundation piers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3884/527/320/Look%20Deep%20into%20the%20Holes%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And what is inside those holes? At first -- just lots of water from all the rain.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3884/527/320/Look%20Deep%20into%20the%20Holes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the third week, we saw some progress. The ledgers starting going in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, we have the view from the back of the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3884/527/320/Week%202%20Ledgers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the view from the side. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3884/527/320/Week%202%20Ledgers%20Side%20View.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the view from the front. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3884/527/320/Week%202%20Ledgers%20Front%20Side.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, to see the results of the destruction work!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the view of my new "living room." The microwave is tucked on the other side of the bushes - I'm lucky I didn't gain a million pounds sitting 5 feet from the fridge for the past week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3884/527/320/My%20Living%20Room%20Now.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And it won't let me put any more pictures.  Let me try another post.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-115316321195351376?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/115316321195351376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=115316321195351376&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/115316321195351376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/115316321195351376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2006/07/house-renovations-weeks-1-to-3.html' title='House Renovations Weeks 1 to 3'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-115264242036569412</id><published>2006-07-11T14:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T14:43:59.196-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Renovation Update</title><content type='html'>Well, things never go as they are supposed to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Construction has finally started at my place. The contractor has, in the past two weeks, finally begun work. The rain put a stop to it for awhile. It's a bit frustrating. I do have a Port a John in my driveway along with a big dumpster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Already, I spoke with the contractor about the workers leaving trash in my yard. Just a few plastic bottles so far, but I don't want them to get into the habit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, they have dug about 8 holes and put concrete in them. That's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends came over on Saturday. We ripped out the walls in the living room, tore down most of the walls between the dining room and the kitchen and removed about half of the kitchen cabinets. I'll have some photos soon. I'll post them. We tore down the drywall and removed all the studs that weren't supporting windows or electrical equipment. Interestingly, there was absolutely no insulation in the walls of the first floor. The place must have been leaking air like crazy - no wonder I could regulate the temperature very well.   I have some lovely bruises to show off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The contractor also changed the schedule twice since &lt;a href="http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2006/06/renovation-starting-soon.html"&gt;my last post.&lt;/a&gt; First he says it'll be about 3 to 4 weeks after they start that I will need to move out. And then, late last week, he says he needs me to move out by the 17th. Quite a change in some ways. I checked the calendar -- the 17th will be three weeks after they started, but like I said all I have today is like 8 holes. So, this was the pace they were expecting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm almost done prepping the house. I have to take down the ceiling in the kitchen, pull the final cabinets (including the kitchen sink), and pull up the flooring in the kitchen. That should do me for demolition work - we'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent several hours last week just window shopping for the things I have to buy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;all interior doors, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;door hardware, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lighting fixtures, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lightswitches/dimmers, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;garbage disposal, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;stove hood, &amp;amp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;kitchen sink faucet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've already picked out my appliances. I have a relative at Whirlpool -- so I get them as much as half off the retail price. Those will be ordered with my next paycheck. I have selected the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Whirlpool GS773LXS stove -- It's a 4.7 cubic feet gas range with Accusimmer burner, baking with Accubake heat distribution system. Seems pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Whirlpool GU3600XTR dishwasher -- it's dishwasher with concealed controls and a stainless steel interior -- with SheerClean wash system that keeps the water clean throughout the entire cycle and Accusense which can actually determines the load size and dirtiness of the dishes itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The amount of decisions to make is a little daunting, but I am getting there. It's just a lot to figure out. I'll keep you posted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-115264242036569412?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/115264242036569412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=115264242036569412&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/115264242036569412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/115264242036569412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2006/07/renovation-update.html' title='Renovation Update'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-115135704011223900</id><published>2006-06-26T17:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T17:24:00.316-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Raining, It's Pouring, Believe me, I wish I was Snoring!</title><content type='html'>It's raining, again!!! I swear. I can't believe this weather here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out this &lt;a href="http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2006/06/26/AR2006062600664.html"&gt;article&lt;/a&gt; from the Washington Post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning it took me 25 minutes to drive to my Metro Stop -- typically a 10 minute exercise. Then, it took me over a hour on the Metro -- typically a 35 minute ride. I am so not looking forward to going home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had friends with 1 hour commutes turned into 2.5. People were shoving on the streets, trying to rock the bus, trying to force the bus drivers to change their routes. It was chaotic. They stopped running Metro trains past L'Enfant Plaza, so those of us from Virginia had it pretty easy. Many people walked from Capital Gallery or further away - at least 15 minutes - some 25 minute walks. Chaos -- And it's just a little water!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hasn't rained for weeks and then starting last week it's been pouring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when construction was supposed to be starting - wouldn't you know it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll let you know when progress is made on that project.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-115135704011223900?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/115135704011223900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=115135704011223900&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/115135704011223900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/115135704011223900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2006/06/its-raining-its-pouring-believe-me-i.html' title='It&apos;s Raining, It&apos;s Pouring, Believe me, I wish I was Snoring!'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-115083702608629532</id><published>2006-06-20T16:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T16:57:06.100-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Quick Quiz on Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How You Are In Love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howareyouinlovequiz/rose.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You take a while to fall in love with someone. Trust takes time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to take more than give in relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to get very attached when you're with someone. You want to see your love all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love your partner unconditionally and don't try to make them change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You stay in love for a long time, even if you aren't loved back. When you fall, you fall hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howareyouinlovequiz/"&gt;How Are You In Love?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thought this was interesting.  And probably a bit true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-115083702608629532?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/115083702608629532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=115083702608629532&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/115083702608629532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/115083702608629532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2006/06/quick-quiz-on-love.html' title='A Quick Quiz on Love'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-114977812885385387</id><published>2006-06-08T10:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T10:48:48.960-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dealing with Contractors -- Some Advice to Heed</title><content type='html'>Well, I have my contract from the construction company.  Since I work in a field that deals with contracts some times, I asked a colleague to look at the contract and offer some guidance.  Remember the contractor writes the contract to protect themselves, but not the owner.  You have to protect yourself. And we added the following clauses:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Contractor shall furnish client with a copy of all permits and regulatory approvals obtained for this project. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;The original contract just said they would obtain them -- but I wanted proof of them being obtained.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;2. Owner harmless for the payment of same or any such claims against Owner. Contractor shall provide client copies of proof of all insurance.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;The original just said that the company had insurance - but I wanted wanted proof for my own sake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;3. LICENSES.  Contractor is licenesde and bonded to perform all work in this contract in Fairfax County in the Commonwealth of Virgiania.  License # ________________ expires _____________.  &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;No license information was even provided in the original.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.       WORK SCHEDULE. Contract agrees that time is of the essence and shall begin work no later than ________ and finish work no later than ________.  If contractor is unable to perform work specificed in this contract within the time frame agreed to in this contract, then, client shall have the right to have all unfinished work performed by another  contractor and shall forward all charges to complete work to this contractor for full payment within less than ninety days after submission of charges.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;No schedule information was even provided in the original.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We also are going back and forth over the spec sheet to attach.  I want to be sure that I know exactly what is being included in the contract and what is not.  This should minimize surprises down the road.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, I plan to finalize both the kitchen contract and the contractor contract.  So, it looks like I will be writing checks in excess of $20,000.  OH MY GOODNESS!  That is a pretty scary amount of money.  Keep your fingers crossed for me -- this is going to be one tight squeeze for me to pay for it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-114977812885385387?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/114977812885385387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=114977812885385387&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/114977812885385387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/114977812885385387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2006/06/dealing-with-contractors-some-advice.html' title='Dealing with Contractors -- Some Advice to Heed'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-114899865418453849</id><published>2006-06-02T02:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T14:52:15.720-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Renovation Starting Soon!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;As many of you know, I started this home renovation project awhile ago. I clipped photos from magazines, read books on renovation and looked and looked at items. But, I really had no idea what I was getting myself into.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here are my &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;original plans&lt;/span&gt; - with the dream kitchen, dream porch and deck. The dashed line indicate where the old house wall was. The old kitchen is where the bathroom/pantry back of kitchen is. Really more of what I originally wanted. Note the built-in bookshelves around the window. I was very excited about it. I originally budgeted $40,000 for all of this.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3884/527/400/House%20Renovation%20Original%20Design.jpg" border="0" /&gt;That was until my contractor said it would $92,000 plus cabinets to build it. So, I began to whittle it down. Here's what the outside would have looked like with that design. Of course, this would be more true with less mature trees and the other house attached on the left (my house is a duplex). As you can see it would have been great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3884/527/320/House%20original%20outside.jpg" border="0" /&gt;That was the plan, but after months of whittling it down, I sent this to my architect to get the final product. I also negotiated with the contract on details that you can't see below.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3884/527/320/House%20Renovation%20Revision%20april%2006.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I will post the final construction plans if I can get them in the right format. But, this is close. The architect cost me about $2,000, but was well worth it. He really helped with the contractor and was able to provide them and I with what we needed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am now installing my own flooring. My sister and I are going to put in the bathroom -- they are just roughing in the room and the plumbing. I'm doing all the painting and am providing all the lighting fixtures, outlets, electrical switches, faucets, and other plumbing extras, like the disposal. The deck had to be shrunk due to county regulations anyway, so it worked out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3884/527/1600/House%20Renovation%20Original%20Design.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Two weeks ago, I met with my kitchen designer and my contractor. They are both great and I like working with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of the kitchen guy, I finally picked my cabinets - Shiloh brand Oxford style in Ivory with Pewter glaze. Here is what they look like &lt;a href="http://shilohcabinetry.com/doorstyles/oxrp5pc.htm"&gt;exactly&lt;/a&gt;. Counters will be Corian Maui. See below. I really love it. They are exactly what I envisioned. The price is about what I expected - under $15,000 including countertops. My appliances are white, but I think they will look good with the cabinets and countertop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3884/527/200/CC_Maui_lg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a tentative schedule from the contractors and think we've worked out most of the details. My contract should arrive this week. I have gotten it down to about $55,000. I have over $150,000 in home equity available to me, but I don't want to get into it all. The schedule will tentatively be: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Week 1 - 4 /5/6 Demolition -- &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I need to be out of the house during that time as they will be breaking through the wall. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I have to get everything off the first floor, including packing up the kitchen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then - Inspection Close-in They will create a "room" that I can be in near the front door, with the fridge and microwave there. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NOW I can move back in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So, I will be grilling out and nuking my food for the remaining 8 to 12 weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;During next 7 to 10 days- All Drywall will be hung&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Next 2-4 days,&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; I need to install the flooring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;During next week, cabinets need to be installed&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then, it's trim installed&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then, it's Paint -- &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I need to try to complete it in one weekend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;My contractor recommended only doing the first coat and using flat paint to minimize scuffing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then Light Fixtures. I haven't decided what I am doing with that yet. I know I want recessed light and undermount cabinet lights in the kitchen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then Finish work -- 2 to 3 weeks of it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then appliances.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And then I should my house back. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If they start within the next two weeks, I am looking at a final date of October 2. I am excited, but a bit terrified at the mess and cost of it all. What if it looks bad? What if I put myself in debt and the market plummets? But, I am not happy with it now. And it's my place. So, we'll see.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-114899865418453849?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/114899865418453849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=114899865418453849&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/114899865418453849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/114899865418453849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2006/06/renovation-starting-soon.html' title='Renovation Starting Soon!'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-114919726123386601</id><published>2006-06-01T17:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T17:27:41.350-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chick Flicks -- What do you Think?</title><content type='html'>So on MSN today, they had a 16 year old list the &lt;a href="http://movies.msn.com/movies/dvd/chickflicks?GT1=8241"&gt;great chick flicks of all time&lt;/a&gt;, which was not quite on the money if you ask me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I definitely agree with what she had to say about "Love Actually," "Bridget Jones' Diary," "Dirty Dancing" and "Say Anything." I wouldn't include "Romeo + Juliet," "Chasing Liberty," "First Daughter" or "Cinderella Story." None of those are worthy. The others would be debatable. However, she was missing a few...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Practical Magic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A great movie about sisters, relationships, and being true to yourself. It's funny -- Sandra Bullock and Nicole Kidman are great -- exact opposites in many ways. And Stockard Channing and Diane West are perfect as the old aunts. The witchcraft is interesting, more respectful than what you typically see in most movies. And hello -- eye candy by the name of Aidan Quinn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shag&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The perfect friend movie -- one for everyone to relate to a character. You also get Robert Russler - a hot, but accessible guy. And you have to love lines like "If I am not married by the time I'm 20, I'm gonna kill myself." And where the maid pronounces "Ya'll are about the horniest bunch of white folk I ever seen." And each character has a bit of depth to her -- no just sticking to their stereotypes -- each is able to find happiness in their own way. I appreciate that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thelma &amp;amp; Louis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great girlfriend movie -- and a young Brad Pitt to boot. A bit dirtier/grittier than the other movies. It brings out all kinds of emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the last, but not least....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Steel Magnolias&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't have anything nice to say come sit by me. This is the ultimate in quotable movies. Tons of great lines - amazing actresses. Sally Field, Dolly Parton, Julia Roberts, Olympia Dukasis, and Shirley MacLaine. This movie is all about women bonding. It takes you through every emotion - joy to despair. And laughter through tears - as Dolly would say "one of my favorite emotions." And a bit of eye candy by the name of Dylan McDermott.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If those had been added to the MSN list, it would have felt a bit more complete. But, that is my personal opinion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-114919726123386601?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/114919726123386601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=114919726123386601&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/114919726123386601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/114919726123386601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2006/06/chick-flicks-what-do-you-think.html' title='Chick Flicks -- What do you Think?'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-114788885488123258</id><published>2006-05-17T13:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T14:21:45.716-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Grey's Anatomy -- Love This Show, Killer Season Finale</title><content type='html'>Okay, I normally don't blog about stuff like this, but WOW! Grey's Anatomy's season finale (all three hours) was awesome. I wept like a baby and I laughed so much. I yelled at my favorite characters to make the right choices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPOILER ALERT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say the cliffhanger was perfect -- exactly what I would have done. Who will Meredith choose? The nice guy who has been so patient with her or the arrogant doctor McDreamy who chose his wife before? I am keeping my fingers crossed for McDreamy -- it might not be smart, but they are so in love. They just don't realize it. Plus, I'm not buying the vet's character -- something strange about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And really who ever liked Addison?  She's weird and not in a good way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Burke -- I am imagining that his hand is not going to heal properly at first and will require more time. Yang is going to become a better girlfriend, but it won't be easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so sad about Danny Duquette - something just sexy about that man. And I wanted Izzy to be happy -- I love this actress and I hope this doesn't mean she is leaving the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George and Callie - Finally, I had some respect for his character. I honestly was undecided if I liked him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karev - Not sure what his deal is, but in the end he was there for Izzy and that is what counts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;c&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Great show... I can't wait until next season.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/c&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-114788885488123258?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/114788885488123258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=114788885488123258&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/114788885488123258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/114788885488123258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2006/05/greys-anatomy-love-this-show-killer.html' title='Grey&apos;s Anatomy -- Love This Show, Killer Season Finale'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-114770508846223177</id><published>2006-05-15T10:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T11:10:23.723-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Review - Akeelah &amp; the Bee</title><content type='html'>Excellent Movie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took my nephew to see &lt;a href="http://www.akeelahandthebee.com/splash.html"&gt;Akeelah &amp;amp; the Bee&lt;/a&gt; over the weekend. It is a great film. First, I like to expose my nephew to smart women on film - girls who can take care of themselves. And this girl pulls herself together. Secondly, it really showed that the academic side of life can be fun. Thirdly, it was done with an African American cast. It gives the story authenticity. Lastly, it is just a well done film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laurence Fishburne is just great - as her coach. Personally, I've found him to be a great actor. But, his film choices are all over the place. He's the perfect fit for this character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little girl is the starring role is Keke Palmer. She is excellent. A real kid it seems. She's cute without being too cutesy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the storyline is great. Complex enough for adults, but down to earth enough for kids. It is a rare film that both my nephew and I enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I highly recommend attending this film as a family. There is a bit of foul language, but language is so central to the film that I believe a lesson is taught about that kind of language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;c&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;And yes, now my nephew does want to do spelling bees at his school next year!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/c&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-114770508846223177?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/114770508846223177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=114770508846223177&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/114770508846223177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/114770508846223177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2006/05/movie-review-akeelah-bee.html' title='Movie Review - Akeelah &amp; the Bee'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-114651470671184226</id><published>2006-05-01T16:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T16:33:28.220-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Diet and Exercise Update #3</title><content type='html'>Well, it's working. Slowly, but surely. I am a better mood than I was &lt;a href="http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2006/03/weight-loss-i-hate-this.html"&gt;before&lt;/a&gt;. So, what's changed?&lt;br /&gt;I am losing about 1/2 to 1 pound a week - less than I prefer, but at least it's coming off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've lost 15 pounds since January 1. So, it's been about 18 weeks since I started. If I continue on this rate, I could meet my goal weight by July 1 and my ideal weight by Aug. 31. Not too shabby.&lt;br /&gt;I can do this. I am reading "The 3-hour Diet." It's an interesting take on losing weight -- basically you have to eat every 3 hours and stop eating after 9 p.m. at night. This book recommends you eat within 1 hour of rising from bed and consume about 400 calories at breakfast. Then 3 hours later you have a 100 calorie snack. Then 3 hours later you have a 400 calorie meal. Then, 3 hours later you have another 100 calorie snack. Finally, you have a 400-calorie dinner three hours after that. And you get a 50-calorie snack at the end of your day. He also recommends portion size ---- veggies the size of two DVDs, protein the size of a deck of cards, and carbs the size of a Rubic's cube. He also recommends you take your body weight and divide it in half and consume that much water in ounces. That is alot of water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds easy right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One problem is what I thought was a veggy is really a carb. I love potatoes and corn -- they don't count as veggies. I did find some fun recipes in the book to try, but none worth bragging about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've found if I have certain items in the house - it doesn't matter the serving size, I will just keep eating them. For example, Pringles (even the ones in the 100-calorie packs) don't survive. I ate 8 packs of those in two and a half days. I think it would have been less calories if I had just bought the large can. Chocolate is the same way -- I crave it when it's available. But, I have to really want it to make myself go pick some up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;But, I can get there. I am still trying to eat more veggies. I am drinking more water than ever. And I have been shaking up my whole workout routine. Two weeks ago, I ran one day, biked another, use the ellipitical a third day, and swam for my final workout. Last week, I only got three workouts in -- no pool unfortunately. The pool has been a great tool -- burns lots of calories, but without the sweat. So, I am going to try to do that every Friday night. If I absolutely have to skip on Friday night, then Sunday morning. But, no skipping of the pool. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just keep your fingers crossed for me. I am going to do this.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-114651470671184226?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/114651470671184226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=114651470671184226&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/114651470671184226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/114651470671184226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2006/05/diet-and-exercise-update-3.html' title='Diet and Exercise Update #3'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-114479082463656266</id><published>2006-04-11T17:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T17:32:30.853-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The One - He was Just Here!</title><content type='html'>Allen came into town two weekends ago, but I wasn't able to finish this post until today. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;_________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my opinion, he is &lt;a href="http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2006/02/remember-one.html"&gt;the one&lt;/a&gt;. But, I am not it means what I think it does. Maybe he's the one I'll love forever, but not the one I will be involved with again. I still look at him with a certain amount of hunger and desire. He's just so amazing. His mind, his face, and his body -- it's like the first time I remember him in high school. I just never thought he was interested in me. I hotshot he was just unavailable. Untouchable. But, oh so attractive. I know my memory of him is now somewhat tainted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it when he's around. He makes me happy. I even love doing errands with him - helping him pick our new clothes, check our furniture or pick new glasses. This man is seriously sexy. With the slight 5 o'clock shadow, his dark hair and those eyes just seem so soulful. And wow - can he fill out a suit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I am definitely focusing on Allen. I also know it will fade to the background after he's been gone a few days. I try not to do this to myself, but I cannot help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, as we lay on the blanket beside the river, I felt such a draw to him. I don't think he feels the same which makes it worse. You know it hurts that he doesn't find me as attractive as he once did. And it's me, I know I've gained alt east 20 pounds since he last saw me naked and I'm self conscious about it.   But, I did enjoy flirting with him, just remembering what it was like when we were together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, it's the whole bi-thing. Convential thought is that means twice the sex. But, for him that doesn't seem to be true a tall. He so picky that gender cannot be condition. H seems to be not really seeking, but just aware of who is around him. I think he is unaware of the effect he has on me, I am hoping anyway.   When he told me that he was bisexual, it really did bother me at first. But, somehow, now it just doesn't seem to matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't stop myself from feeling the way I do. I can't help it. I don't know how to stop it. Sometimes I feel myself starting to slip. I just want to reach over and touch him. Some of this I can do, but I am careful in how I go about it. Most of the time, I really don't want him to know. I am somewhat embarrassed that I have been unable to move on. And I have to admit to a certain amount of fear that he will discover my feelings. I really fear him telling me directly that this is never going to happen. That would be more crushing, more anything than actually not knowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want him -- mostly I just want to be with him. I am not looking for our relationship to change, but I would love to add a more physical component to it. I do recognize that I am probably incapable of separating physical intimacy from the romance. I probably would end up taking that final leap of faith and fall in love -- then I would fall on my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, oh how I am still so tempted. I've tasted the forbidden fruit and in some manner only hunger for more. Wow - I didn't realize I had considered so many aspects of this fantasy. Maybe I am starting to make it worse. I need to get off this topic and more on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;long&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;--long sigh--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this too shall pass. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-114479082463656266?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/114479082463656266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=114479082463656266&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/114479082463656266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/114479082463656266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2006/04/one-he-was-just-here.html' title='The One - He was Just Here!'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-113831342084854693</id><published>2006-04-06T11:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T10:52:20.640-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Guest Room Revived</title><content type='html'>Okay, since my roommate moved out in October, I've been trying to decide what to do with my guest room. It's just ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I first redid the closet -- I knew what I wanted to do with it. Yes, I want people to be able to hang their clothese in there when they visit. But, I primarily wanted it to be a craft/wrapping/sewing/storage closet. So, I built these great shelves with molding on the front into the corner of the closet. Then, I shortened the hanging rod so it only extends halfway now. I then installed a few more hooks high up in the closet to hang my extra luggage. I hate hauling it down to the basement, only to haul it back up each time to pack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also picked out a new comforter. I really love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ordered a new bed - it was on sale with free shipping!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also picked a wall color and started on the whole painting process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I've hit a snag. The windows are new, but the frames are pieces of junk. I really hate them. But, noone seems to just remove the windows and put them back. At the same time, I wanted to change out the drywall about 3 feet all the way around. Well, I got one estimate - $1800. Can you believe that? And I am not even getting new windows -- just taking out the old ones, putting in a wood frame, and putting the old window back. There is no way I am paying that much. Supposedly, someone has a friend who may be able to help me. I hope so. That just seems crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I am at somewhat of a standstill. I am going to finish painting the two walls without windows. Then, I am going to find someone to help me with the windows and drywall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided now that I am going to replace the drywall on the two walls with windows - it's like $600.  Much more responsible and it will really make it look so much better.  I've got another estimate tomorrow, so we'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post pictures soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-113831342084854693?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/113831342084854693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=113831342084854693&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/113831342084854693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/113831342084854693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2006/04/guest-room-revived.html' title='Guest Room Revived'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-114347385590741378</id><published>2006-03-27T10:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T10:37:36.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kitchen Design - Renovation Tales</title><content type='html'>Home Renovation is a bit of a nightmare. I highly recommend a ton of research before you even get started. I am doing a massive renovation to my little 800 square foot duplex - a 378 square foot addition with a brand new kitchen. It is going to be great, but right now it's nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met with one kitchen designer/cabinet person a few weeks ago - his design was $19,000 - and that was just cabinets, no countertops or anything. That was &lt;u&gt;way more &lt;/u&gt;than I wanted to spend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I met with three different kitchen designers this weekend. One was a total bitch - she really didn't seem to think my project was worth her time and effort. I wouldn't recommend her. The other two were both great. One was Coyle &amp;amp; Associates of Springfield, while the other was a designer at Home Depot. I liked them both. Very professional, yet understanding that I am budget minded. They were open to creative ideas -- offering their advice, but also listening to my needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lou, from Coyle and Assoc., recommended Shiloh cabinets in a Medium Maple with a Mocha Glaze. They are all wood construction -- very nice cabinets. A bit different than I originally planned. He recommended the blue Corian countertop called "Cobalt." He thinks the white sink that I already have won't look good with the light cabinets from Shiloh. I do like the combination, but it is totally different from my ideas. It does lock me into blue as a color for the kitchen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Home Depot, I was able to get great cabinets from Kraftmaid in a color close to what I originally envisioned. They are available in Traditions Birch in Taupe Glaze. So, white with a brown glaze. However, they are not all wood -- mostly engineered wood, so not as nice construction wise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a quote right away with drawings from the Home Depot designer -- about $8000, plus countertops. Already a way better price than the ones from the first kitchen person I met with. Countertops will be about $3000.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't heard from Coyle -- I expect they will be a bit more, but I don't know how much more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-114347385590741378?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/114347385590741378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=114347385590741378&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/114347385590741378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/114347385590741378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2006/03/kitchen-design-renovation-tales.html' title='Kitchen Design - Renovation Tales'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-114295164742038084</id><published>2006-03-21T09:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T09:34:07.503-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Weight Loss - I hate this!</title><content type='html'>Okay. Just got pictures back from my cousin's wedding. Wow - I look heavy. Not my legs strangely. But, my face, my arms and my belly look huge in these pictures. In one photo, it looks like I have a roll of fat across my lower back. It looks disgusting. I have to do something more drastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My weight loss has plateaued again. It seems to be lose 2 pounds one week, none the next week.  I am not even at the weight I was a year ago. It seems I have been gaining about 10 pounds a year for the past two years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In high school, I actually weighed over 40 pounds less than I do now. Yet, I did not think I was thin back then. I would practically kill someone to weigh that little now. I gained about 15 pounds in college, another 10 in graduate school. Then, I gained about 10 at my first job. And when I joined the government I gained the final 15 pounds. This means in the past twelve years, I gained 50 pounds. If I continue on that path, I will weigh &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;more than 300 pounds&lt;/span&gt; by the time I turn 50.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the thing is I am trying. I eat healthier than I have ever before. I am paying more attention to what I put in my mouth. I am also exercising more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the problem lies in that I don't push myself hard enough in my workouts, nor do I stop myself from eating when I should. I think I am going to have to work a bit harder to make this happen. I can't just stall out here. I also am going to quit eating after 9 p.m. at night. If I don't get dinner before that, then I don't eat that night. It won't kill me. Also, no more cheating on weekly basis.  I have to cut some things out of diet -- no more "in moderation."  I actually will have to make some sacrifice if I want this to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have another family wedding in June. It would be nice if I could fit into my regular clothes by then. I have now been in what I consider my "fat" clothes for two years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I push myself, I should be able to lose another 28 pounds by that wedding. I will have more photos taken at that time, so I should be able to compare. That might help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will have to keep working at it.  I can do this. If I can quit smoking, I can do anything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-114295164742038084?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/114295164742038084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=114295164742038084&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/114295164742038084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/114295164742038084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2006/03/weight-loss-i-hate-this.html' title='Weight Loss - I hate this!'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-114287252011866301</id><published>2006-03-20T11:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T11:39:37.796-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Promotion and Changes at the Office</title><content type='html'>Finally, she has left the building. Friday was officially &lt;a href="http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2005/12/working-for-man.html"&gt;Nutso's&lt;/a&gt; last day and personally I couldn't have been happier.  She has gone to work for another agency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I did a little jig and went out for happy hour/St. Patty's Day with my girlfriend's on Friday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this morning, my supervisor announced I am now a GS-13!! And I am officially the lead for my team.  Of course, right now, my team consists of just me, but that is not the point.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, life is good for the moment at the office!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-114287252011866301?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/114287252011866301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=114287252011866301&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/114287252011866301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/114287252011866301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2006/03/promotion-and-changes-at-office.html' title='Promotion and Changes at the Office'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-114122376011819457</id><published>2006-03-14T09:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T13:29:52.816-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Book Meme</title><content type='html'>Here's a meme I pinched from &lt;a href="http://ms-mac.blogspot.com"&gt;Ms Mac&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* The titles in &lt;strong&gt;bold &lt;/strong&gt;are books I've read.&lt;br /&gt;* The &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;red &lt;/span&gt;ones are those I have no intention of ever reading ever in my lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;* The ones with a &lt;strong&gt;bold ?&lt;/strong&gt; I've never even heard of.&lt;br /&gt;* The &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;blue&lt;/span&gt; ones are those I have on my list but are as yet unread by me.&lt;br /&gt;* The orange ones I might read some day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;The Da Vinci Code - Dan Brown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;The Catcher in the Rye - J.D. Salinger&lt;/strong&gt; - excellent&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;The Hitchhiker's Guide To The Galaxy - Douglas Adams&lt;/strong&gt; - not that great&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;The Great Gatsby - F.Scott Fitzgerald&lt;/strong&gt; - didn't care for it.&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;strong&gt;To Kill a Mockingbird - Harper Lee.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The Time Traveler's Wife - Audrey Niffenegger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. His Dark Materials - Philip Pullman &lt;strong&gt;? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;strong&gt;Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince - J. K. Rowling&lt;/strong&gt; I liked it!&lt;br /&gt;9. Life of Pi - Yann Martel &lt;strong&gt;?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;strong&gt;Animal Farm: A Fairy Story - George Orwell&lt;/strong&gt; - good&lt;br /&gt;11. &lt;strong&gt;Catch-22 - Joseph Heller&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. &lt;strong&gt;The Hobbit - J. R. R. Tolkien&lt;/strong&gt; enjoyed it.&lt;br /&gt;13. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Nighttime - Mark Haddon&lt;/span&gt; Agreee with Ms. Mac - a bit too many clever people recommend it.&lt;br /&gt;14. &lt;strong&gt;Lord of the Flies - William Golding&lt;/strong&gt; Read it in school, good&lt;br /&gt;15. &lt;strong&gt;Pride and Prejudice - Jane Austen&lt;/strong&gt; I think, anyway. It's been awhile.&lt;br /&gt;16. &lt;strong&gt;1984 - George Orwell&lt;/strong&gt; - good&lt;br /&gt;17. &lt;strong&gt;Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban - J. K. Rowling&lt;/strong&gt; Good but not the best HP!&lt;br /&gt;18. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;One Hundred Years of Solitude - Gabriel Garcia Marquez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Memoirs of a Geisha - Arthur Golden&lt;/span&gt; The movie was amazing, but I am not sure about the book.&lt;br /&gt;20. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The Kite Runner - Khaled Hosseini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - good&lt;br /&gt;21. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The Lovely Bones - Alice Sebold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. &lt;strong&gt;Slaughterhouse 5 - Kurt Vonnegut&lt;/strong&gt; - good&lt;br /&gt;23. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Angels and Demons - Dan Brown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fight Club - Chuck Palahniuk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Neuromancer - William Gibson &lt;strong&gt;?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Cryptonomicon - Neal Stephenson &lt;strong&gt;?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. The Secret History - Donna Tartt &lt;strong&gt;?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;A Clockwork Orange - Anthony Burgess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. &lt;strong&gt;Wuthering Heights - Emily Bronte&lt;/strong&gt; Great&lt;br /&gt;30. &lt;strong&gt;Brave New World - Aldous Huxley&lt;/strong&gt; good&lt;br /&gt;31. &lt;strong&gt;The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe - C. S. Lewis&lt;/strong&gt; Good&lt;br /&gt;32. &lt;strong&gt;Middlesex - Jeffrey Eugenides&lt;/strong&gt; - just finished. excellent&lt;br /&gt;33. Cloud Atlas - David Mitchell &lt;strong&gt;?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. &lt;strong&gt;The Lord of the Rings - J. R. R. Tolkien&lt;/strong&gt; Good.&lt;br /&gt;35. &lt;strong&gt;Jane Eyre - Charlotte Bronte &lt;/strong&gt;Good&lt;br /&gt;36. Good Omens - Terry Pratchett, Neil Gaiman &lt;strong&gt;?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. FantasyAtonement - Ian McEwan&lt;strong&gt; ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. The Shadow Of The Wind - Carlos Ruiz Zafon&lt;strong&gt;?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Old Man and the Sea - Ernest Hemingway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Handmaid's Tale - Margaret Atwood&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Good&lt;br /&gt;41. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The Bell Jar - Sylvia Plath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dune - Frank Herbert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-114122376011819457?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/114122376011819457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=114122376011819457&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/114122376011819457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/114122376011819457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2006/03/book-meme.html' title='Book Meme'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-114054914962514266</id><published>2006-03-01T09:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T09:04:11.766-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Diet and Exercise Resolution Update</title><content type='html'>Okay...I was starting to get really frustrated, but I am making progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost four pounds in January by stepping up the exercise. I thought this is not going to be too bad. Then, I lost another two pounds. No problem. Then, the next two weeks, I hit a plateau. Not sure why. Supposedly if you eat less and work out more, you will lose weight. I was tracking every single calorie that goes into my mouth. I've doubled my exercise. I am eating more vegetables than I ever have before. What was the deal? I am not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, this week, I weighed myself and discovered &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am down a total of 11 pounds&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; since the New Year -- not too shabby. I have examined my habits and here's some things that have helped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quit drinking real soda -- it's either C2 or Coke Zero -- no other soft drink. I also cut out most fat from my diet -- not all, but quite a bit. I made an excel spreadsheet tracking my calorie intact. I noticed that every weekend I was spiking. So, this past weekend, I tried to be more conscious of it. I am trying to eat less than 1890 calories a day with less than 500 of them fat calories. I also try to go without meat at least once a week - an all veggie day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have started mixing up the exercise a bit. I go to the Rec Center to work out at least once over the weekend, when I'm here. I also am becoming fanatical about doing 4 30-minute workouts a week minimum. I joined the SELF challenge, just to give myself another boost -- it's tracking system is good for the food and workout log. It calculates the calories lost for every workout, which helps. However, I thought it would allow some tracking of weight loss or inches lost and it really doesn't provide for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so excited that this is working. I was starting to wonder if I was destined to be fat for the rest of my life. I've never been skinny. Since high school, I've gained over 40 pounds. I am trying to get back to a more realistic weight for me. Of course, what I think is realistic and what I am "supposed" to weigh are a bit different. According to all the information I can find, a healthy weight for me is between 139 and 170 pounds. However, I don't think I've weighed 139 pounds since I was 14 years old. I've just never been very thin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I am on my weigh. If I can get to around 150, I would be thrilled. I'll keep you posted...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-114054914962514266?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/114054914962514266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=114054914962514266&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/114054914962514266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/114054914962514266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2006/03/diet-and-exercise-resolution-update.html' title='Diet and Exercise Resolution Update'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-114079319111999303</id><published>2006-02-24T09:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T09:32:31.320-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember The One??</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I think every woman has one of these from her past. "The One" -- you know, the one you met and thought I could marry this man and be happy for the rest of my life. The one who seemed to just be perfect for you. He was smart, but not a total egghead. He was fun and funny. He really listened when you talked. And his kisses took your breath away. And when he looked at you, the whole world seemed to fade away. Your world seemed surrounded by flowers and sunshine. And you wanted to just burst into song and smiles at everyone you encountered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people are lucky -- they get to keep "the one." Unfortunately, not me. At least, I didn't get to keep him romantically. I haven't really mentioned Allen before. In some ways, it is just too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He once told me my hair was like the sun -- the corona shades of the sun. That is where part of my on-line name comes from. He liked me just the way I was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have known each other since high school. Back then, I had a boyfriend and I thought he wasn't really interested in me romatically. We were incredibly good friends. He was an exchange student for a year here in Virginia. He's from Europe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We kept in touch, seeing each other every 3 to 5 years for the past 16 years. About 8 years ago, we ended up making out at a mutual friend's wedding. About 3 years ago, we ended up sleeping together while I was visiting him in Guatemala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then he told me he is bisexual. That was quite shocking, especially because I've dated a lot of gay men (before they came out, of course). And it's a bit damaging to a woman's ego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, we are friends again. But, I still think of him as "the one." I just spent the weekend visiting him in New York and he told me about the new guy in his life. Some French guy -- oh, how I hate the French. So I am still a bit jealous. I have to force myself to smile and be good about it. I figure that is what friends are for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't give his friendship for anything, even a chance a romance. The one time we tried it really almost destroyed me. And now, I just think we would self destruct -- we are not meant to be together romantically. I get that -- I do. Romantically, he's my fantasy, that's all.  And every woman needs her fantasy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just have to be careful to keep this fantasy version of him to myself.  Also, I have to remind myself that no other man will meet that fantasy, but that is what a fantasy is.  I will meet someone someday.  And he'll be the right guy, not just a fantasy guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did see a palm reader once. She told me I would marry later in life and it would be great love.  If I did marry young, that love would end tragicly. So, this is better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is somewhat all over the place, but I just wanted to get my feelings out on paper. My birthday is approaching, plus I have PMS.  So, believe me, this is better than killing someone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-114079319111999303?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/114079319111999303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=114079319111999303&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/114079319111999303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/114079319111999303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2006/02/remember-one.html' title='Remember The One??'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-114073567910430989</id><published>2006-02-23T18:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T18:01:19.120-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Personality Test - A Quick Peek</title><content type='html'>So, I totally borrowed this from the Peanut Queen.  It's just a little information.  Pretty impressive in its accuracy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#bfe9ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Five Factor Personality Profile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#def4ff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/thefivefactorpersonalitytest/personality.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extroversion:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have high extroversion.&lt;br /&gt;You are outgoing and engaging, with both strangers and friends.&lt;br /&gt;You truly enjoy being with people and bring energy into any situation.&lt;br /&gt;Enthusiastic and fun, you're the first to say "let's go!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conscientiousness:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have medium conscientiousness.&lt;br /&gt;You're generally good at balancing work and play.&lt;br /&gt;When you need to buckle down, you can usually get tasks done.&lt;br /&gt;But you've been known to goof off when you know you can get away with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agreeableness:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have medium agreeableness.&lt;br /&gt;You're generally a friendly and trusting person.&lt;br /&gt;But you also have a healthy dose of cynicism.&lt;br /&gt;You get along well with others, as long as they play fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neuroticism:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have low neuroticism.&lt;br /&gt;You are very emotionally stable and mentally together.&lt;br /&gt;Only the greatest setbacks upset you, and you bounce back quickly.&lt;br /&gt;Overall, you are typically calm and relaxed - making others feel secure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Openness to experience:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your openness to new experiences is high.&lt;br /&gt;In life, you tend to be an early adopter of all new things and ideas.&lt;br /&gt;You'll try almost anything interesting, and you're constantly pushing your own limits.&lt;br /&gt;A great connoisseir of art and beauty, you can find the positive side of almost anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/thefivefactorpersonalitytest/"&gt;The Five Factor Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-114073567910430989?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/114073567910430989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=114073567910430989&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/114073567910430989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/114073567910430989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2006/02/personality-test-quick-peek.html' title='Personality Test - A Quick Peek'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-113589315078322040</id><published>2006-02-21T13:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T13:34:03.930-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Parsnips, beets, and leeks, oh my!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3884/527/1600/parsnip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3884/527/320/parsnip.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, you know how I mentioned in my &lt;a href="http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2005/06/100-things-you-didnt-know.html"&gt;first 100 meme list&lt;/a&gt; that I try new food each year. Several of you seemed intriged by this thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I wanted to share this year's new food. I can't believe I forgot to blog when I first tried it. For Thanksgiving, I made this veggie dish with parsnips, leeks, and beets. It was amazing. I couldn't believe it. I totally ate all of them and had them for leftovers over the next few days. I will try to post the recipe at some point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used leeks again and just added them to a baked chicken dish. That was pretty good. Last week, I picked up parsnips and beets and make the dish I had before this week. I really liked it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, parsnips are the new favorite out of all three. If you have never tried them, I highly recommend baking them with a bit of olive oil, rosemary, salt, and pepper, with a hint of garlic thrown in for good measure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-113589315078322040?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/113589315078322040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=113589315078322040&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/113589315078322040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/113589315078322040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2006/02/parsnips-beets-and-leeks-oh-my.html' title='Parsnips, beets, and leeks, oh my!'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-113900658242617756</id><published>2006-02-03T17:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T17:43:02.436-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie of My Life - Who knew</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Movie Of Your Life Is A Cult Classic&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knew the movie of my life was a cult classic?&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/ifyourlifewasamoviewhatgenrewoulditbequiz/cult-classic.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quirky, offbeat, and even a little campy - your life appeals to a select few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if someone's obsessed with you, look out! Your fans are downright freaky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your best movie matches: Office Space, Showgirls, The Big Lebowski&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/ifyourlifewasamoviewhatgenrewoulditbequiz/"&gt;If Your Life Was a Movie, What Genre Would It Be?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will tell you that I took it twice.  And the other time, it was "black movies."  Hmmmm...  These things are bit odd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-113900658242617756?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/113900658242617756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=113900658242617756&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/113900658242617756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/113900658242617756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2006/02/movie-of-my-life-who-knew.html' title='Movie of My Life - Who knew'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-113881298902561787</id><published>2006-02-01T11:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T11:58:41.296-05:00</updated><title type='text'>State of the Union - Just My Quick Thoughts</title><content type='html'>Let me first admit that I didn't actually watch the State of the Union last night. I am not a big fan of the Dubya and don't listen to him speak any more than absolutely necessary. But, I did read about the speech this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some quick thoughts on items he mentioned:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Oil&lt;/u&gt; - We don't get much oil from the Middle East. But, we do use too much of it in this country. So, why did he not mention energy conservation, promotion of public transportation, and encouragement of the average American making changes to lessen their consumption? Why didn't he mention having each government agency evaluate their use of our national resources and find ways to conserve? It could be as simple as turning the lights off in every government building when noone is there. Yet, he proposed nothing that would require people or government to change for the overall betterment of society. I did actually think the research is great idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Foreign Policy&lt;/u&gt; - I can't believe he even mentioned Hamas in the address. And he then proceeded to tell them what to do. I don't think it's that simple and it is probably not why the Palestinians people elected them. I just found it to be a bizarre statement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Pork Projects&lt;/u&gt; - Does he really think Congress is ever going to give him line-item veto power? God knows it will only be used as a political weapon. It really eliminates some checks and balances and this government isn't honest enough for that amount of power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Competitiveness Initiative&lt;/u&gt; - Sounds good. What I found interesting is that he's suddenly promoting science, while in the past basically agreeing that Creationism/intelligent design should be taught in schools. It's not a science by any stretch of the imagination. He is really contradictory in this manner. I'm all for research - but you know this doesn't include any stem cell research or anything controversial. They don't trust women to make their decisions about their bodies and I don't see him promoting any science that allows women any choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on a sad note, I saw Alito was confirmed into the Supreme Court. It really is the end of an era and I fear where we are heading in the next decade.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-113881298902561787?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/113881298902561787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=113881298902561787&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/113881298902561787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/113881298902561787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2006/02/state-of-union-just-my-quick-thoughts.html' title='State of the Union - Just My Quick Thoughts'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-113803341841658915</id><published>2006-01-23T11:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T11:23:38.416-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Week 4 of New Year's Resolutions</title><content type='html'>As you may recall from my post a few weeks ago, I made three New Year's Resolutions, here's an update&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Get Healthier!!- &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Still not smoking!!&lt;/span&gt; Work out 4 – 5 times per week -&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; Did work out twice a week first two week. Three times last week and already once this week. I did add variety - I did my belly dance workout once, my cardio salsa tape once, walked around my neighborhood Saturday, and went hiking on Sunday. I bought some scales, so I am going to try to use them every other day. Figure that should help me stay on track.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Get home renovated! &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I did finalize my expansion plans with architect. The contractor has them and is working up a firm estimate for me. I am trying to come in under my budget. I already bought the pantry door - special order doors were on sale this week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Finish decorating bedrooms. Guest Room - &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I went to seven different furniture stores over the weekend and none of them had anything that I really cared for. I didn't realize how few people actually use twin beds anymore. I did create a storage and craft plan for the closet and got the new door hung up. &lt;/span&gt;Master Bedroom - &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Still looking at fabrics for that bedroom. Not sure what I want exactly. I may have to go to Potomac Mills (the outlet mall about 30 minutes away) to check out their fabrics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So, I am working on them. Not perfect, but doing better than I did last year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-113803341841658915?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/113803341841658915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=113803341841658915&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/113803341841658915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/113803341841658915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2006/01/week-4-of-new-years-resolutions.html' title='Week 4 of New Year&apos;s Resolutions'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-113750964578696272</id><published>2006-01-17T09:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T09:54:05.803-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Brokeback Mountain" - 4 Stars</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3884/527/1600/heathjake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3884/527/320/heathjake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I finally got to see "Brokeback Mountain" on Saturday night. Two thumbs up! Wow - it was great love story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, Heath Ledger's performance is amazing. I've always liked him, but never thought of him as this great actor. Just a hot guy who was a decent actor. But, he is absolutely amazing in this movie. You just feel his anguish and the love he feels for Jake's character. He does an amazing job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, Jake Gyllenhaal is great in the film. His character is a bit desperate - in some ways more than Heath's, even though it appears his life should be easier - more money, stable marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And finally, it is beautifully shot. The mountains are breathtaking.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was a bit disappointed in the sex scene that is often discussed in reviews of the movie. It's brief and a bit more stereotypical than I would care for, but it works for the film.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I highly recommend this movie. It made me laugh and it made me cry. Really it did.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-113750964578696272?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/113750964578696272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=113750964578696272&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/113750964578696272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/113750964578696272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2006/01/brokeback-mountain-4-stars_17.html' title='&quot;Brokeback Mountain&quot; - 4 Stars'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-113650203996989475</id><published>2006-01-05T17:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T14:02:36.620-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year to All</title><content type='html'>Sorry -- problem with posting it - I did see PQ and Extraordinary Woman in Wales comments on this yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a quick post to say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Happy New Year!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope your evening was grand. I saw "Wicked" at the Kennedy Center and have to say TWO thumbs up. It was extraordinary. A wonderful story, great actors. It was money well spent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night before, I saw "Memoirs of a Geisha" -- not sure it was money well spent. The storyline is interesting, the scenery/cinematography was amazing, and the music blew me away. However, I just didn't feel the love between the two main characters. The passion I expected never really came to fruition. I was actually disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still not smoking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I made three New Year's Resolutions:&lt;br /&gt;1. Get Healthier!!&lt;br /&gt;- Work out 4 – 5 times per week for a minimum of 30 minutes (I did two workouts this week so far)&lt;br /&gt;- Eat 3 servings of fruits and veggies per day&lt;br /&gt;- Try to add variety to workouts – try one new thing each month (i.e. rent Pilates video, go hiking, go biking)&lt;br /&gt;- Work to lose 25 pounds and maintain for rest of year&lt;br /&gt;- Track weight&lt;br /&gt;- Track workout schedule&lt;br /&gt;- Drink 80 ounces of water a day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Get home renovated! – Finalize plans with architect.&lt;br /&gt;- Finalize contract with contractor. Determine what I can buy and pick up items&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Finish decorating bedrooms.&lt;br /&gt;- Guest Room - Get new bedding, paint and organize the office and craft segments.&lt;br /&gt;- Master Bedroom - Get curtains and at least decide on new furniture, if not able to purchase this year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-113650203996989475?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/113650203996989475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=113650203996989475&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/113650203996989475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/113650203996989475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-new-year-to-all.html' title='Happy New Year to All'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-113589128536566022</id><published>2005-12-29T16:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T16:30:55.710-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Survived the Holiday Madness</title><content type='html'>Well, I survived the 12 hour drive to my folk's house with my sister and her two kids. You know the kids weren't too bad - her yelling at them made me a bit crazy to be honest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Scoop on the smoking&lt;/u&gt; - Even though I stayed at my parents' house which my dad smokes in, I didn't have one cigarette -- didn't even want to. It's been 20 days. I think this is really going to work!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Scoop on the family&lt;/u&gt; - My brother has moved back home and is finally seeing someone who my cousin (who's met her) describes as nice, sweet, smart and fun. Sounds like a winner. My parents are good -- mom still makes me crazy, but dad does too. My younger sister's husband has been driving on a suspended license for months now -- just found this out. My dad's entire family came in - his siblings anyway. First time since my Papa died almost 10 years ago. They are the strangest bunch - one aunt doesn't believe in vaccination anymore; one cousin who is home schooling his unvaccinate children of the corn kids with his scary looking wife; one aunt who is so into her looks because she is afraid of losing her husband; two uncles who are just strange - one in a redneck way, one in a city slicker way; and one grandma who is so rude about other people it is unreal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Scoop on the gifts &lt;/u&gt;- Not too bad. Got many items from my list, but somehow nothing spectacular. Usually there is one gift that I just adore and can't stop raving about. Not so much this year. I did get the clothes steamer I wanted, a few movies, Eddie Bauer pants (which are the wrong size, but I figure I can use them for inspiration pants), Victoria's Secret pajamas, Sudoku books, cute cat frame and toys, and some other items.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a good holiday overall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am looking forward to this weekend - not a single family obligation.  I am hopefully going to see &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Brokeback Mountain"&lt;/span&gt; tomorrow with some girlfriends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For New Year's Eve, I got a bundle of tickets to see "&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wicked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;" at the Kennedy Center - I can't wait. We're doing the total dress-up thing - floor length and all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-113589128536566022?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/113589128536566022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=113589128536566022&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/113589128536566022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/113589128536566022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2005/12/survived-holiday-madness.html' title='Survived the Holiday Madness'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-113511501677183401</id><published>2005-12-20T16:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T16:43:36.783-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Update Before Holiday and Movie Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Movie Review&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw "Walk the Line" over the weekend.  Awesome movie - two thumbs up.  Joaquin (sp?) plays an amazing Johnny Cash -- right down to the voice and facial expression.  Reese is wonderful - charming and funny with enough sass thrown in.  And the music will blow you away.  I also thought it was great to see Buddy Holly, Elvis, Jerry Lee Lewis, and Waylon Jennings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Quick Update&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been actually super busy with work and every thing, so I haven't blogged much lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my 100th posting - hard to believe.  I really do love blogging but don't have the time to devote that I would like to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been 11 days and I'm still not smoking.  So, it's working.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am all ready for the holidays.  I have one more card to send and one more that I need an address for, but I haven't received one from either of those people so I don't feel too bad about it.  I still have to pack.  I'm going to my parents tomorrow and probably won't blog at all.  My mom is incredibly nosy and I wouldn't want her to find this blog.  I really like it being totally private.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone enjoys the upcoming holidays - Christmas, Hannakuh, Kwanzaa, and New Year's.  I hope you all find some sense of peace and happiness during this time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-113511501677183401?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/113511501677183401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=113511501677183401&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/113511501677183401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/113511501677183401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2005/12/quick-update-before-holiday-and-movie.html' title='Quick Update Before Holiday and Movie Review'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-113451458379605893</id><published>2005-12-14T11:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T11:01:40.820-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hypnotherapy - It Worked For Me!</title><content type='html'>I know I sound like a crazy infomercial, but I went to a hypnotherapist last week and couldn't be more thrilled with the results. I actually have quit smoking - no patches, no pills, no on-line support group. Absolutely amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year's Quit Details&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2005/01/im-quitting-smoking-this-weekend.html"&gt;January Quit Day&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2005/02/day-3-of-not-smoking.html"&gt;Day 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2005/02/day-11-of-quitting-smoking.html"&gt;Day 11&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2005/06/im-slipping-back.html#comments"&gt;June - Slipped Back Into Smoking&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now it's another start. This time definitely feels better than before. It actually seems easier this time. The power of the mind is amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does it work? Well, basically, my hypnotherapist interviewed me for over a hour. She asked me lots of questions about my smoking -- where do I smoke, who do I smoke with, my daily schedule, what I like and disliked about smoking, and why did I want to quit - all of it. She then gave me some paperwork quizzes to determine how susceptible I was to hypnosis and what kind of learner I am. She also gave me a questionnaire about my smoking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She then took all that information and used to perform a 45 minute hypnosis session on me. It felt like 15 minutes. I don't remember all the details, but she gave me a tape of the session to listen to whenever I need backup. And it is strange. I still have cravings (nicotine takes 5 to 7 days to kick from your system), but my mind seems to be battling back. I can say to myself - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"No, you can't have a cigarette because you are a non-smoker and non-smokers don't smoke!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interestingly, she guarantees this for a year. So, if I screw up in June (as I did last year), I can go back for a free session. She said she rarely has people come back - maybe three a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am recommending that Rose go see her for self esteem issues. If it gives her half the help it has me, it's well worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep you posted on my progress!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-113451458379605893?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/113451458379605893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=113451458379605893&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/113451458379605893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/113451458379605893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2005/12/hypnotherapy-it-worked-for-me.html' title='Hypnotherapy - It Worked For Me!'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-113457135493736284</id><published>2005-12-14T09:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T09:48:07.366-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Target's Response - Why It's Lame</title><content type='html'>Some of you may recall the &lt;a href="http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2005/11/birth-control-and-pharmacists-when-did.html"&gt;outrage&lt;/a&gt; I expressed over Target's pharmacy policies. Well, I did finally receive a response from Target. Here it is, with my comments inserted in red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dear Target Guest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In our ongoing effort to provide great service to our guests, Target consistently ensures that prescriptions for the emergency contraceptive Plan B are filled. As an Equal Opportunity Employer, Title VII of the Civil Rights Act of 1964 also requires us to accommodate our team members’ sincerely held religious beliefs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the rare event that a pharmacist’s beliefs conflict with filling a guest’s prescription for the emergency contraceptive Plan B, our policy requires our pharmacists to take responsibility for ensuring that the guest’s prescription is filled in a timely and respectful manner, either by another Target pharmacist or a different pharmacy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;How can you guaranteee that another pharmacy will fill this prescription?  You can't guarantee that your pharmacist will do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The emergency contraceptive Plan B is the only medication for which this policy applies.&lt;br /&gt;Under no circumstances can the pharmacist prevent the prescription from being filled, make discourteous or judgmental remarks, or discuss his or her religious beliefs with the guest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Really?  The only one?  So, what about birth control?  If the pharmacist refuses to fill that, what will happen? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Target abides by all state and local laws and, in the event that other laws conflict with our policy, we follow the law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're surprised and disappointed by Planned Parenthood’s negative campaign. We’ve been talking with Planned Parenthood to clarify our policy and reinforce our commitment to ensuring that our guests’ prescriptions for the emergency contraceptive Plan B are filled. Our policy is similar to that of many other retailers and follows the recommendations of the American Pharmacists Association. That’s why it’s unclear why Target is being singled out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’re committed to meeting the needs of our female guests and will continue to deliver upon that commitment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jennifer Hanson&lt;br /&gt;Target Executive Offices"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel that Ms. Hanson or Target is committed to meeting the needs of female guests.  If they did they would guarantee that Target would get these prescriptions filled. This makes me a bit crazy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-113457135493736284?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/113457135493736284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=113457135493736284&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/113457135493736284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/113457135493736284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2005/12/targets-response-why-its-lame.html' title='Target&apos;s Response - Why It&apos;s Lame'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-113397766944831627</id><published>2005-12-07T12:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T17:54:04.453-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire - Great Film, but I'm disappointed</title><content type='html'>First, let me just say that I am a huge Harry Potter fan. I love the books - have read them all between 5 - 8 times each. I've even read &lt;a href="http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2005/08/harry-potter-my-little-obsession.html"&gt;books&lt;/a&gt; about the books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen all the movies -- even have them on tape. I've probably watched them 3 or 4 times each.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO NOT READ FURTHER IF YOU HAVEN'T READ BOOK 4 or SEEN THE MOVIE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I have to say the 4th movie is different. Don't get me wrong - the movie is amazing - great job with the awkwardness of their adolescence and the cinematography was sharp and awe-inspiring. I like the actors -- except for the actors playing Mad Eye Moody and Rita Skeeter. I am always amazed by the set design and overall feel of the films. The feel of the film did fit the feel of the books overall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, why am I disappointed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One reason - &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the film veered from the book too much&lt;/span&gt;. There was no Dursleys -- understandable due to the need to shorten the film. But, they immediately change where Harry wakes up from the disturbing dream about Voldemort. They change the scene so we see Barty Crouch Junior with Voldemort - not the way it was in the book. Why couldn't they have started with having that at the Dursley's? And then the Quidditch. The veelas were gone -- really could have been a chance to show some cool graphics. No leprechauns either - so no talk about the magical gold. The Weasley's didn't even get their great seats - they were in the nose bleed section. Then, they change the whole Dark Mark scene. No Winky - again we see Barty Crouch. It was weird. They expanded the dragon scene, which was unnecessary. They could have used that time to add more depth to the characters. I'm glad to see they did have Neville step up and help Harry out, but it wasn't that way in the book. And the worst of all, they totally changed the whole maze from the book - no more creatures to get past, nothing that interesting. It definitely lost some of its appeal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will have to say some of it was better than my imagination and the book.  The grave scene was incredible - even better than I imagined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do love the movie. But, the book is more precious to me and I didn't care for the changes. I knew the books probably too well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just thought you would want to know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-113397766944831627?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/113397766944831627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=113397766944831627&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/113397766944831627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/113397766944831627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2005/12/harry-potter-and-goblet-of-fire-great.html' title='Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire - Great Film, but I&apos;m disappointed'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-113388039170451063</id><published>2005-12-06T09:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T12:45:48.880-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Working for the Man</title><content type='html'>Well, it looks like life may actually be handing me some good news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boss pulled me (and my crazy co-worker, &lt;a href="http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2005/08/noone-died.html"&gt;Nut&lt;/a&gt;) aside yesterday to let us know that there would be 2 GS-13 jobs** opening up in her office soon. And we were welcome to apply (wink, wink). We both also applied for a GS-13 over at the Department of Labor, coordinating the same computer program that we do here. They are hiring one person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here's the thing. Only one of us is going to be chosen by DOL. The other person will have to stay here. Whoever is offered first is given a choice. The one who isn't may be stuck. So, if I am offered it first, do I go or do I stay? In some ways, I would love to get out of here. Try something different, meet new people, get a chance to make some significant changes, etc... However, on the other hand, I am really not looking forward to such a big change. It makes my commute slightly longer, the people don't seem as friendly, and I like my boss here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I want to be able to keep moving up the chain and be promoted into management one day. I fear getting stuck at a GS-13 for the next 10 years. I really want to be able to break into management and become a GS-14. I don't think I'll be able to do that here. But, things could change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to DOL could be interesting. Basically, you can build the system infrastructure from the ground up with strong IT support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure what I'll do. It'll greatly depend on if I am offered the DOL job. I'll keep you posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**In Federal Government service, the GS stands for General Schedule and the number is your called your grade. A college graduate usually starts as a GS-7, but if you have a graduate degree you start as a GS-9. Jobs have grades assigned to them. These grades directly relate to how much money you make. For example, a GS-7 made $35,452, but a GS-9 made %43,365 this year. My first (and current) position is a GS-9/11/12. So, my first year I was a 9 and then the second an 11. I've now been a 12 for 2 years. You get the idea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-113388039170451063?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/113388039170451063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=113388039170451063&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/113388039170451063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/113388039170451063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2005/12/working-for-man.html' title='Working for the Man'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-113331499855323926</id><published>2005-11-29T20:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T14:30:30.786-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday Meme - Check it out!</title><content type='html'>From Tara -- A Holiday Meme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Name 3 people that you miss that you haven’t seen in a long time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laura (old friend from college, who I was horrible to, but didn't mean it), Judy and Tyler (niece and nephew -- haven't seen since September)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Name 3 things you miss about home during the holidays (be it people, smells, foods, whatever). &lt;/span&gt;Putting up the Christmas tree with my parents, Mom's sugar cookies, and Black Friday shopping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3. Name 1 holiday memory that you have from childhood that you will never forget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we first moved to Germany, we didn't have much of our stuff because it hadn't arrive from the States, so we just had our presents that my mom's family had sent and 1 gift each from my parents. We also didn't have any friends, because we had just moved. So, my siblings and I got dressed in our Christmas best and took my brother outside. We pulled him up and down the streets in a red wagon he got for Christmas. We had a great time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;4. Name at least one favorite book or movie that always reminds you of the holidays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie - Miracle on 34th Street -- the original and the newest version!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5. Name your top 3 favorite holiday songs that get you in the mood to celebrate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hard Candy Christmas - by Dolly Parton -- love it.&lt;br /&gt;Alvin and the Chipmunks Christmas album -- makes me laugh&lt;br /&gt;Silent Night -- still gives me a peaceful moment of reflection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;6. If you could go anywhere other than home for the holidays, where would you choose to go and who would you want to bring along?&lt;/span&gt; Germany - and I'd take my friend, Allen - such as beautiful country and he's fluent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;7. The Grinch or Rudolph?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Grinch - Love the Jim Carrey version - especially the soundtrack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;8. Formal holiday dinner or casual get-together food?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Casual - it is more fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;9. Name the best holiday gift you ever received and why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diamond necklace and earrings from my aunt -- totally unexpected and I've worn them daily for the past 7 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;10. Describe the funniest holiday moment you’ve ever had.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow- hard one. Probably freshmen year of college - I woke up a total grouch because I was tired and didn't want to get up early. But, my little sister and brother insisted. I was a real bitch. Doesn't sound funny? Imagine it on videotape after I had a few years to grow up.  I'm the one who looked like a brat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;11. Name a holiday memory that truly warmed your heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several years ago, I worked with a student group in North Caroline. Really rich kids -- most had jewerly from Tiffany's. Anyway, I talked them into adopting a family for Christmas -- it was crazy. The girls were so excited to shop for a family. They went overboard. When we went to drop the gifts off, we pulled up to this trailer park and the girls unloaded the gifts. This woman, looking like a tired and worn down pregnant Reba McEntire from the 80s, got tears in her eyes and just couldn't stop saying thank you to the girls for the generosity. The girls got pretty teary themselves -- they had never seen such poverty and they finally got the whole "spirit of giving." It brought tears to my eyes, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;12. Name your top 3 favorite TV specials that frequent the airwaves during the holiday season.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Miracle on 34th Street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any musical special&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;13. Sledding, snowball fight, snow angels or building a snowman?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snow angels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;14. Eggnog, hot chocolate or hot cider?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmmmmm....chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;15. Candy canes or fruit cake?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candy canes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;16. Favorite holiday cookie: frosted sugar cutout, gingerbread, date-nut, or other?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sugar cookies - frosted or not as long as it's my mom's recipe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two people tagged to do this post:&lt;a href="http://stacy68.blogspot.com"&gt;Peanut Queen&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://swanseagirl.blogspot.com/"&gt;Swansea Girl&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-113331499855323926?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/113331499855323926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=113331499855323926&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/113331499855323926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/113331499855323926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2005/11/holiday-meme-check-it-out.html' title='Holiday Meme - Check it out!'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-113164674948750762</id><published>2005-11-17T10:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T10:56:00.833-05:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Favorites</title><content type='html'>Don't remember who I got this idea from. So, I apologize for not giving them their due credit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;10 Favorites&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Season: Spring and Fall (not too hot, not too cold)&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Sport: Hockey and only live&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Time: 8 PM (when I start to relax each night)&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Color: Blue&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Actor: Patrick Dempsey&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Actress: Reese Witherspoon, Julia Roberts&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Ice Cream: Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Food: German&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Drink: Strawberry Margarita&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Place: Guatemala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;9 Currents &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current Feeling: Distracted -- talking to my sister while doing this&lt;br /&gt;Current Underwear Color: Black&lt;br /&gt;Current Windows Open: three of 'em...this one and two others&lt;br /&gt;Current Drink: Nothing&lt;br /&gt;Current Time: 1:03 p.m. and 10:41 a.m. a week later&lt;br /&gt;Current Mobile(s): Verizon&lt;br /&gt;Current Show on TV: None. At work - no TV&lt;br /&gt;Current Thought: Why do people keep calling? Why do I have to work?&lt;br /&gt;Current Clothes: White blouse with pink/black stripes, black skirt, black suit jacket and black high heels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;8 Firsts&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;First Nickname: Panda (my 3 year old cousin heard my mom had a baby and thought it fit me)&lt;br /&gt;First Kiss: Real one -- 16 year old boy when I was 12. Don't remember his name.&lt;br /&gt;First Crush: Todd Shugart (I think that was his last name), unless you count Mr. Cone, one of my junior high teachers.&lt;br /&gt;First Best Friend: Beth Hartle and Tina Karius, from Virginia&lt;br /&gt;First Vehicle I drove: Dad's crappy Mitsubishu (one of the boxy ones)&lt;br /&gt;First Job: Babysitting&lt;br /&gt;First Pet: Dog - don't remember name&lt;br /&gt;First Shave (of the legs for you ladies out there;): in 6th or 7th grade - remember cutting back of my legs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;7 Lasts&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Drink: Ice Tea last night or real drink - Amaretto Sour at a party&lt;br /&gt;Last Kiss: August 2005 - when broke up with boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;Last Time I Drove: This morning to work&lt;br /&gt;Last Time Shaved: Last night&lt;br /&gt;Last Web Site Visited: Yahoo 360&lt;br /&gt;Last Movie Watched: Prime - disappointed with ending&lt;br /&gt;Last Pill I Had: Vitamin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;6 Have You Evers&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Have You Ever Broken the Law: Of course. Jaywalking and speeding, maybe a little trespassing - but no felonies.&lt;br /&gt;Have You Ever Been Drunk: Yes&lt;br /&gt;Have You Ever Kissed Someone You Didn't Know: Yes. At a bar in D.C. - he grabbed my arm, pushed me to a wall, and kissed me. What the hell -- it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;Have You Ever Been in the Middle/Close to Gunfire or Bomb Blast: Yes. Lived on military bases most of my life and did go to a gun range and tried shooting for once.&lt;br /&gt;Have You Ever Skinny Dipped: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Have You Ever Broken Anyone's Heart: Yes. And I felt horrible. To this day, that guy won't talk to me even when he sees me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;5 Things&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things You Can Hear Right Now: fan whirling, sister still talking&lt;br /&gt;Things on Your Bed: sheets, comforter, mink blanket, and probably my cat&lt;br /&gt;Things You Ate Today: yogurt, crepes&lt;br /&gt;Things You Can't Live Without: My friends, my family and my cat&lt;br /&gt;Things You Do When You Are Bored: Sleep, read or garden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4 Places You Have Been Today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work, home, Metro, Au Bon Pain for Lunch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;3 Things On Your Desk Right Now&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bermuda coffee mug, chapstick, Nerds in Hell Coffee cup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;2 Choices&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Black or White: Black&lt;br /&gt;Hot or Cold: Cold -- easier to get warmer than cooler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;1 Thing You Want To Do Before You Die&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Travel or Find Real Lasting Passionate Love (either one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was done on two separate days, so the answers appear a bit disjointed. I've been busy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-113164674948750762?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/113164674948750762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=113164674948750762&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/113164674948750762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/113164674948750762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2005/11/10-favorites.html' title='10 Favorites'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-113164519833525430</id><published>2005-11-10T12:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T12:56:20.020-05:00</updated><title type='text'>B is Good!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3884/527/1600/Kitten%20sleepy1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3884/527/320/Kitten%20sleepy1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted you to know that the biopsy results for my best friend, B, is good. So, all that tension is gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so glad. Thanks for all the support! Life is good!&lt;br /&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/8052809-113164519833525430?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/113164519833525430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=113164519833525430&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/113164519833525430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/113164519833525430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2005/11/b-is-good.html' title='B is Good!'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-113157738404465105</id><published>2005-11-09T17:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T18:06:13.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay so I am freaking out a bit!</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow, my best friend B is getting back her biopsy results. Last week, she had a biopsy done on her cervix (some type of bump was found during her annual exam). I'm nervous. I am feeling a little shaky. This is one of my best friends -- B is irreplaceable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B is a great friend, a wonderful woman and just such a part of my life I can't imagine if something were to happen to her. I consider her family. Rose is holding up well -- she's actually accompanying her for her results. I can't get off work - I have to go to an awards ceremony -- it seems so unimportant right now.   They are going to call me as soon as the appointment is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We cancelled our vacation this February. It just seems not the right time to go.  B might need treatment -- we had to have our deposits in late last week if we were going to go. The fourth member of my vacation group is dealing with a father with cancer and is not sure if she is going to be able to go because she is going to have to help with his bills while he is undergoing treatment. Not to mention the fact that he may not make it -- his cancer has spread to the lymph nodes. She won't find out what is going on with his cancer for three more weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am trying not to freak.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-113157738404465105?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/113157738404465105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=113157738404465105&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/113157738404465105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/113157738404465105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2005/11/okay-so-i-am-freaking-out-bit.html' title='Okay so I am freaking out a bit!'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-113105779940919017</id><published>2005-11-03T17:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T17:43:19.480-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Birth Control and Pharmacists - When Did this Junk Start?</title><content type='html'>Okay. I have officially reached the boiling point with people interfering with my reproductive rights. I am about ready to scream with frustration as I watch this country and this government inch (and sometimes leap) towards the right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, FDA. FDA is currently looking at Plan B for years now and pretty much dragging their feet. It would seem that their scientists have approved the drug for release, but politics are holding it back. They even did a public comment period for the drug, which is not the norm. Check out &lt;a href="http://www.ppfa.org/pp2/portal/files/portal/media/pressreleases/pr-051103-ec.xml"&gt;this press release&lt;/a&gt; about Congress trying to force their decision. The FDA is not a place for politics; it is supposed to be about safety and the laws in our country. Once again, the political right is behind this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, Birth Control Access. I don't' know what has crawled up the butts of pharmacists, but check out &lt;a href="http://www.covermypills.org/"&gt;Cover My Pills&lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://barkbite.blogspot.com"&gt;Robert's Blog&lt;/a&gt; for more information. Basically, all these pharmacists are suddenly screaming that they don't have to fill any prescriptions which violates their religious doctrine. Not married -- no pills. Why should anyone have to explain a legitimate prescription from their doctor to some pharmacists at Target?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do what I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt; I posted a comment on the FDA comment log.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt; I wrote not one, but two strongly worded letters to Target. The first I got the standard response; the second they didn't even bother to respond to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt; Quit shopping at places that don't support birth control access. I used to always shop at Target -- now I go out of my way to avoid them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt; Ask your pharmacist. I asked my pharmacists at Eckerdt Drug and she told me they dispense any legitimate prescription that is written by my doctor. If she had questions, she would talk to the doctor, but she wouldn't refuse either Plan B or birth control unless it would lead to a medical problem. If yours won't, switch pharmacists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5. &lt;/span&gt;Get involved -- write your congressperson. Call your legislators! Send money to NARAL or Planned Parenthood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rosa Parks passed away last week. I would never have anything but good things to say about this smart and courageous lady. She stood up for herself and all other African Americans by refusing to give up her seat. This is the same type fight. Refuse to give up your seat -- refuse to give up access to birth control. Refuse to let the right wing nuts take over this country. You are a ordinary person, like Rosa and like her you can make a difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you do something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://barkbite.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-113105779940919017?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/113105779940919017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=113105779940919017&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/113105779940919017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/113105779940919017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2005/11/birth-control-and-pharmacists-when-did.html' title='Birth Control and Pharmacists - When Did this Junk Start?'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-113077454010530779</id><published>2005-10-31T12:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T12:24:47.370-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Single and 31 -- A Halloween Tale</title><content type='html'>So, on Saturday night, I originally had three different events to attend. One volunteer event and two parties -- that's quite a bit of planned activity with others for me.   So, of course, it didn't happen. One of the parties ended up being cancelled a few days before, but I was still looking forward to the evening's events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I work with the Mount Vernon Citizens Advisory Council and try to assist with their events when possible. (They basically serve as an information group for citizens in my district and a morale/support group for the Mount Vernon police station.) So, the group decided to serve spaghetti dinners on Saturday night.&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; It seems that the Saturday night before Halloween is the number one night for drunk driving.&lt;/span&gt; (Many people think it's New Year's Eve, but that's not true according to my police friends.) They decided to add to the fun by doing a costume contest at each meal serving. So, I made spaghetti and meatballs and trooped over there on about 7 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I arrive to find no one else had really dressed up much. All the other adults were dressed up as things like "Red Sox fan" and a terrorist (who looks like anyone with a coat and shoes on and a backpack). I however wore my wench outfit. This full costume consists of a linen blouse, full floor length skirt and a bustier/corset. I wear it to the Renaissance Faire each year in Maryland. It cost over $150 -- believe me, it's nice. I've got two silver pins -- one says "Goddess" and the other says "Yes, they are nice." I also have a wreath of flowers to wear in my hair. I wore it loose and kept "the girls" fairly under wraps since it was the police department.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed a little over a hour and didn't even see the officers. There was definitely some communication issues about eating time. I have no idea if they even did the contest. I was a bit embarrassed because no one else had gone overboard like me in their dressing up. Of course, I'm also the youngest volunteer at this event(at least who was an adult -- there were a few kids under 10 years old). So, I stood out anyway and then I started thinking does this make me seem desperate. That I would dress up for the officers and put such an effort into it -- was someone going to think I was on the make? Crap. Thank God, my friend Rose called and said she was ready and on her way to my place, so I made my excuses and left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, Rose picks me up at my place and we race off to pick up Anne. We're attending a party at a co-worker's condo in Virginia. I was excited about the party. This guy, Jack, is really cool, interesting and fun to talk with. His girlfriend even wrote a book, published earlier this year, on hosting the perfect party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went all out in our costumes. Rose dressed as Wonder Woman -- complete with 3 inch red high-heeled boots. Holly and I were both wenches and laced in so tight we could barely breath. The "girls" were as much on display as possible without being obscene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, you would think it would be great. I had heard of all the past fun. I convinced Rose to come because she got dumped last weekend and I thought it would cheer her up and convince her there are good ones left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrong. It wasn't horrible, but we definitely thought it was a bit strange. The decorations were great and the set-up/layout of the parties was great, but the guest list appeared to be the problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, there were three single women and one single guy. The guy was a huge, pompous Congressional staffer who thought he was a "big shot." The rest were all married - one even brought her 18 day old baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, there was no music -- none. They put on the Amityville Horror movie, but not very loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third, the food was not hearty enough. Even if it is Halloween, you need to have something that is substantial just for the amount of alcohol being served. Not just candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth, because it's a condo, we got a noise complaint from security. I assure you -- my house with me and 2 girlfriends in it was louder than that party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, by midnight, we were ready to go. But, how to exit gracefully? We basically said we had to go check out the other party, which would have been true if it was still happening. But, we had to get out of there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is if you have a party and you invite single people at all, you need to try to invite enough of them that there is someone for everyone to talk to. I felt really bad about Rose as this was her first foray back into the social scene as a single woman. Maybe we shouldn't have been invited. All of these people were Jack's girlfriend's friends from college and really knew each other. We were the only newcomers and maybe they just weren't prepared for how it changes the dynamic in the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I may have looked good, but it really didn't give me an opportunity to meet anyone new. I was hoping...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-113077454010530779?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/113077454010530779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=113077454010530779&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/113077454010530779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/113077454010530779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2005/10/single-and-31-halloween-tale.html' title='Single and 31 -- A Halloween Tale'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-112990478440152993</id><published>2005-10-21T10:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T17:25:26.256-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged By Tara</title><content type='html'>Well, I've been tagged - isn't that strange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tagged by &lt;a href="http://c-o-n-spiracy.blogspot.com"&gt;Tara&lt;/a&gt;. So, her questions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are your turn-ons and turn-offs (non-sexual)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Turn-ons&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Friendliness&lt;br /&gt;2. Curiosity&lt;br /&gt;3. Flowers&lt;br /&gt;4. Mangos (smell of)&lt;br /&gt;5. A good book&lt;br /&gt;6. Goat cheese (to eat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Turn-offs&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Narrow-mindedness&lt;br /&gt;2. Ignorance&lt;br /&gt;3. Stupidity&lt;br /&gt;4. Cruelness&lt;br /&gt;5. Idiots who don't use their turn signals&lt;br /&gt;6. Rare meat (I like it well-done)&lt;br /&gt;7. Blood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, who to tag? How about Peanut Queen and Magpie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magpie - Glad you found me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-112990478440152993?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/112990478440152993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=112990478440152993&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/112990478440152993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/112990478440152993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2005/10/tagged-by-tara.html' title='Tagged By Tara'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-112981501387905432</id><published>2005-10-20T09:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T10:09:54.340-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Jury Duty - Waste of Time</title><content type='html'>Have you ever been called for jury duty? I got a formal summons to appear for jury duty this week and next. They are two week terms in my county.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how does it work? Well, I was placed in the 200 block of Tuesday group and had to call in the night before after 5 p.m. to find out if my block was called. Then, I had to drive to the county courthouse the next morning by 8:15 a.m. From there, I find the jury selection room, hang out, and wait to be questioned and possibly placed on a jury. Sounds pretty straightforward, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually was looking forward to it. Being a part of our judicial system -- learning how it all works. Watching the wheels of justice turn up close and personal. I have no problem with being on a jury. I even thought I would be a great asset. I do believe in capital punishment, but I do think it's applied unevenly in this country and that it's sad that we are the last civilized country using the death penalty. I am torn over the issue and therefore malleable to either side. I am single, but I have nieces/nephews. I worked extensively with minorities in higher education and wrote my master's thesis on a minority issue. I'm a critical thinker who believes that people, including the police and district attorneys, are not infallible. However, I also believe that most of the time the police are doing their jobs to the best of their ability. I think I would make a great member of the jury.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night before, I swung through the library and picked up some books to read, just in case it was slow.  And there seems to be a great deal of truth to the saying "the wheels of justice turn slowly." The entire day was slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent over an hour on the road, just trying to get there. About 20 minutes of the delay was due to traffic -- there was an accident on the Beltway. However, the other 20 minutes of delay was because I got horribly lost and had to stop at a gas station to ask for help. I had to turn around 3 times before I finally found the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I arrive to find out that it really didn't matter.  Yes, they say to be there at 8:15 a.m., but they don't even start calling the first jury pool until 9:30 a.m. So, I ate my yogurt and read my paper. I had to wear a pink badge identifying myself as a jury member.  About 9:40 a.m. I got picked to be a part of a pool. I march up to the 5th floor with about 20 other people. And we sit and we sit. A sheriff's deputy pops his head out and tells the first case was plea bargained and they had another one to look at. About 10:40 a.m., we are told to go back downstairs to the selection room because the second case was also plea bargained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we all go back downstairs. We end up being told just to sit and wait. About 12:30 p.m., they announce there is nothing left on the docket, so we can go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what did I learn about Jury Duty? Not much. It's a lot of waiting for little or no return. I might have to go back next week. I have to call on Monday night. I'll let you all know if I get selected.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-112981501387905432?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/112981501387905432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=112981501387905432&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/112981501387905432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/112981501387905432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2005/10/jury-duty-waste-of-time.html' title='Jury Duty - Waste of Time'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-112922849100495942</id><published>2005-10-13T14:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T14:46:00.573-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Monster Titles - Find out Yours</title><content type='html'>Alright.... stole this from the Peanut Queen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out. If you want one, just click on a image and it'll connect you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://monster.namedecoder.com"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://monster.namedecoder.com"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="180" alt="Cursed Orphan-Reaping Octogenarian-Nabbing Abomination" src="http://monster.namedecoder.com/webimages/banshee-CORONA.png" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I don't use my real name on this site, I thought I'd stick with my on-line persona - Corona Red Roses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://monster.namedecoder.com"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://monster.namedecoder.com"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="180" alt="Ravenous Evil Drifter-Reaping Ogre from the Sunless Enchanted Sanctuary" src="http://monster.namedecoder.com/webimages/banshee-REDROSES.png" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So, it looks like I kidnap old people and orphans, and drifters. Interesting that as a very pale redhead off-line, I am still from a sunless enchanted sanctuary on-line. Oh, it would be nice to have some color. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-112922849100495942?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/112922849100495942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=112922849100495942&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/112922849100495942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/112922849100495942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2005/10/monster-titles-find-out-yours.html' title='Monster Titles - Find out Yours'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-112906763361188123</id><published>2005-10-11T17:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T17:53:53.616-04:00</updated><title type='text'>History of Violence - Quick Movie Review</title><content type='html'>Just wanted to let everyone know just in case they are interested...History of Violence with Viggo Mortenson - horrible, horrible movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking it was going to be sorta like Pulp Fiction or with something of a storyline.  Viggo's hot - so a point for that.   Could have been good, even great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, it was just violent - with pointless nudity and sex.  If you saw the preview, you saw the movie -- nothing additional is really added to the storyline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will just say that it was one of the worst movies I've seen in years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, please save yourself - don't go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-112906763361188123?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/112906763361188123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=112906763361188123&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/112906763361188123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/112906763361188123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2005/10/history-of-violence-quick-movie-review.html' title='History of Violence - Quick Movie Review'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-112854236145365870</id><published>2005-10-10T17:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T17:59:19.020-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dating -- Why I Hate Being on the Market</title><content type='html'>I know all I've been writing about lately is dating, but to tell you the truth, I haven't really gone on any dates yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ex and I went out for dinner last week. We had a nice time, but it is easy to see why we were never right for each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as the Internet Dating goes, it isn't going well. I had one guy, Art, who seemed interested. He e-mailed me like 4 times in one day, but we've not been able to go out and it's been over a week since we talked about. So, what's the problem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Art called me the first weekend and we played phone talk for two days. Finally, we end up talking for like 30 minutes on Sunday afternoon. I thought we came to a mutual agreement to go out the next weekend. However, he didn't call me until Thursday night at 11 p.m. I don't answer my phone after 10 p.m. unless it's an emergency. So, I call him back early on Friday evening. I basically didn't want to spend forever on the phone, so I said I was going over to a friend's house in a bit. He proceeds to hurry me off the phone, briskly saying he will call me back.  He was rather short with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, I got sick and didn't answer my phone all weekend. I e-mail him Monday and then called him Tuesday night. Well, he thought I blew him off. He only took the free 3 day trial on Match.com, so he didn't get the e-mail. I tell him I am driving to a date and wanted to set something up this weekend. He immediately starts stammering about why don't I call him back if I still want to go out with him after I have this date (technically it was just dinner with the ex, but I was trying to appear busy). I explicitly said, I'd like to set something up with you for this weekend. He obviously wasn't listening. By the end of the conversation, I was frankly annoyed. It's like he was being so accommodating that it was manipulative. It's like he wants me to want to go out with him so much that I am going to keep calling and basically beg him. I didn't like the feeling. So, I think I'm just going to tell him I've met someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just not feeling like dealing with this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even started this blog about this whole dating thing last Wednesday and just couldn't finish it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been on Match in over a week. Right now, I am kinda liking the "being alone" thing. I've been busy. I just can't get excited about meeting someone right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep you posted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-112854236145365870?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/112854236145365870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=112854236145365870&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/112854236145365870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/112854236145365870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2005/10/dating-why-i-hate-being-on-market.html' title='Dating -- Why I Hate Being on the Market'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-112792000048946459</id><published>2005-09-30T17:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T16:51:17.200-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Names You Need</title><content type='html'>From &lt;a&gt;my friend in Wales&lt;/a&gt;, a fun list to look at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;YOUR PORN STAR NAME:&lt;/span&gt; (Name of first pet / Street you live on)&lt;br /&gt;Princess Radcliff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;YOUR MOVIE STAR NAME:&lt;/span&gt; (Name of your favorite snack food / Grandfather's first name)&lt;br /&gt;Chevre William&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;YOUR FASHION DESIGNER NAME: &lt;/span&gt;(First word you see on your left / Favorite restaurant)Horoscope Bistro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;EXOTIC FOREIGNER ALIAS:&lt;/span&gt; (Favorite Spice / Last Foreign Vacation Spot)&lt;br /&gt;Rosemary Paris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;SOCIALITE ALIAS:&lt;/span&gt; (Silliest Childhood Nickname / Town Where You First Partied)&lt;br /&gt;Grace Stuttgart (My dad would call me Grace because I was the clumbsiest kid. Was a bit annoying.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;FLY GIRL/BOY ALIAS&lt;/span&gt; (a la J. Lo): (First Initial / First Two or Three Letters of your Last Name)&lt;br /&gt;A. Ba  (Sounds a lot like that musical group)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;ICON ALIAS:&lt;/span&gt; (Something Sweet Within Sight / Any Liquid in Your Kitchen)&lt;br /&gt;Cola Cranberry- Anyone know what an icon alias is or can give me an example?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;DETECTIVE ALIAS:&lt;/span&gt; (Favorite Baby Animal / Where You Went to High School)&lt;br /&gt;Panda Mount Vernon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;BARFLY ALIAS:&lt;/span&gt; (Last Snack Food You Ate / Your Favorite Alcoholic Drink)&lt;br /&gt;Fries Margarita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;SOAP OPERA ALIAS:&lt;/span&gt; (Middle Name / Street Where You First Lived)&lt;br /&gt;Dawn Monroe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;ROCK STAR ALIAS:&lt;/span&gt; (Favorite Candy / Last Name Of Favorite Musician)&lt;br /&gt;Hot Tamale Wilson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;YOUR STAR WARS NAME:&lt;/span&gt; ( First 2 letters of your first name and the first 3 Letters from your last name makes your first name. Take the first 2 letters of your mother's maiden name and the first 3 letters of the city you were born in)&lt;br /&gt;AmBar Huevv (sounds weird)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-112792000048946459?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/112792000048946459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=112792000048946459&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/112792000048946459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/112792000048946459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2005/09/names-you-need.html' title='Names You Need'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-112793306636165310</id><published>2005-09-28T14:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T14:44:26.366-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Internet Dating - Men and Women</title><content type='html'>Amy commented and I wanted to be sure to express that some of these observations might go the other way as well. Some men might say some of these items about women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In general, however, I do think women think more and put more time and effort on their profiles.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other comments may be valid towards women -- I just wouldn't know since I'm only checking the men out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-112793306636165310?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/112793306636165310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=112793306636165310&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/112793306636165310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/112793306636165310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2005/09/internet-dating-men-and-women.html' title='Internet Dating - Men and Women'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-112786325395162614</id><published>2005-09-28T10:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T16:29:43.350-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on Internet Dating</title><content type='html'>Well, I've been back on my Internet Date Website for a week now. My friend, Anne, joined the exact same day, so we have been discussing it basically every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few observations after our first week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;1. Men do not read nor do they comprehend well.&lt;/span&gt; This match is mostly multiple choice. Yet, they fill out the answers without reading it thoroughly. One guy Anne went on a date with already had selected several races that he preferred, no one of which were Caucasian (which he is too). He didn't even read his own profile to see what he had done. One 55 year old guy winked at me this week, yet if he read my profile would know that 45 is my highest limit. 45 years old is already over 13 years older than I am -- I don't think I can go any higher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;2. People can be funny in their profiles about themselves.&lt;/span&gt; One guy's title is smartandrich. Some other guy has a picture of himself in a bunny suit. I have to say it keeps things amusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;3. Many men will read your profile without doing anything.&lt;/span&gt; So, it's hard to say what to do about them. Are they not interested because they think you wouldn't be interested? Or did they see something they don't care for. Anne and I have taken the former stance. We look at their profile, see how the matches line up. Unless there is a significant difference in what they want and who we are, we will wink at them. I figure that if I am okay with any significant problems with their profile, they might have been afraid to wink because of my answers. However, if they have a choice which shows a preference for something different from me and they didn't wink, I figure that means they aren't interested. At least I hope that is what is happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;4. Men can be just plain rude.&lt;/span&gt; They don't use the basic courtesies built into Match. I figure if I am brave enough to wink at them, the least they could do is say they aren't interested. But, it seems to be too much for them. So what happens is that I feel like I put myself on the line and they are blowing me off. If this is what happens to guys, then I understand some of their frustration with dating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;5. People have different reasons and methods for using Match.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Anne paid for a one month service, whereas I paid for 3 months. So, she is intent on meeting as many men as possible during this time. She's already been on three dates and has done over 25 e-mails. I've had 9 or 10 e-mails and talked to one guy on the phone about going out this weekend. So, it's interesting to see what's happening. We are looking for slightly different things. I am looking for the "one;" she's looking for "someone." So, our different methods make sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep you all posted as this continues&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-112786325395162614?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/112786325395162614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=112786325395162614&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/112786325395162614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/112786325395162614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2005/09/update-on-internet-dating.html' title='Update on Internet Dating'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-112725183156751005</id><published>2005-09-20T17:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T15:02:56.890-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Internet Dating --- Here I go...Again!</title><content type='html'>Of course, I said after the last guy that I wasn't doing this anymore. I said no more Match.com. I've done it twice now, but of course I am not really meeting men otherwise. So, I joined again this week. So, what's the problem? I'll share my frustrations along with some of my friends who are either current or past internet daters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;1. Pictures&lt;/span&gt; - Why don't people put pictures on their sites? Yes, we need to know what you look like. If I feel no spark whatsoever from your photo, then I won't wink at you. Yet, it is not like I only wink at blonde, blue-eyed sun gods. I need to know if I feel a connection with you. You only have to be "hot" to me -- not to society. So what if you don't fit the stereotype? I like my men a little quirky and so do a lot of women. But, when you don't put a picture at all, then it says you are either very insecure (which is a turn off itself) or a pain in the ass (who will have to placated). Neither of these is a good first impression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;2. Filling Out the Blanks&lt;/span&gt; - It amazes me how guys put "Any" in so many categories. Are they too lazy to pick selections? Are they afraid to come off as snobbish or jerks? When you put "any," you are telling the world that you have no idea what you are looking for. If you put that you will date any woman between 3 feet 1 inch and 8 feet 11 inches, then you just appear lazy and/or stupid. Really you would go out with someone at either end of that spectrum? Really? I don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;3. Not Reading My Profile Thoroughly&lt;/span&gt; - I spent a great deal of time writing my profile, being sure to be as explicit as possible about who I am and what I am looking for. I didn't make my choices lightly. So you are wasting my time if you wink at me without having examined my profile. Today some guy winked without even opening the profile (you can tell who has viewed your profile). And guess what, he has three teenage daughters (16-20). I distinctly said I was not interested in people who have children. It's not snobbish, it's accurate. I do not want to be a stepmother to someone 11 years younger than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;4. Having a Vague Intro&lt;/span&gt; - So, you don't like multiple choice, well there is a place that allows you to explain who you are and what you are looking for in your own words. It's not hard. Match even gives you some assistance. For example, if we asked your best friend to describe you in three words or less, what would they say? Mine would say loyal, forthright, and funny. I put that in there. But, a few concrete items as well - my parents are still married. I want to get married. I am not looking to be "one of" but to be "the one." I am ready for a real romance -- are you? Some kind of information would help. Do you own your own home? Do you like to go to NASCAR? Whatever you like to do, a little word would be helpful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scary thing is some of these guys obviously have never had an introspective moment in their lives. How can they have nothing to say about themselves? Did they not learn anything from their past relationships? Is this asking too much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep you posted on the wonderful world of internet dating.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-112725183156751005?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/112725183156751005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=112725183156751005&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/112725183156751005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/112725183156751005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2005/09/internet-dating-here-i-goagain.html' title='Internet Dating --- Here I go...Again!'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-112723392759551950</id><published>2005-09-20T12:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T12:35:33.436-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Joy, Joy</title><content type='html'>Just a quick update to let everyone know!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm Free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2005/09/past-month-lesson-in-extremities-for.html"&gt;Thomas&lt;/a&gt; is officially moving out at the end of this month - he found an apartment and picks up his keys this week. Thank God!! I can't wait to have my place to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for the first time since I bought this house three years ago, the second bedroom will not have an occupant.  So, I can actually use it for what I want.  It's going to be a guest/craft/wrapping/sewing room.  I am excited!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-112723392759551950?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/112723392759551950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=112723392759551950&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/112723392759551950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/112723392759551950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2005/09/joy-joy.html' title='Joy, Joy'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-112656281332032258</id><published>2005-09-13T17:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T18:03:04.716-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Past Month - A Lesson in Extremities for Me</title><content type='html'>Well, I'm finally back for awhile. So where have I have I been. I'll divide the past month into three segments, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;the good&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;the crazy&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;the bad&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt; Got to go the beach with two girlfriends. We rented a house, did some go-carting, hung out on the beach, drank a tub of margaritas (the tubarita, we called it), and just lazed around. IT was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt; Outside in Phoenix at a conference, I spent most of my time. I had to teach 6 hours over a 4 day period. Besides that, I investigated the water park and the pool each day. I even have a bit of a tan to prove it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt; Ogled some shoes and clothes both at the beach and while visiting my parent. Picked up some great stuff including some fun beachy thong shoes with mirrors on them, a great Ann Taylor blouse, and a new suit jacket from Casual Corner. And at parents, I shopped with my aunt and mom - so my aunt payed for everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Did get to meet the new niece, Katie. She's adorable. I saw her at about two weeks old and she was already lifting her head up and looking around. She's so sweet. Also, attended my niece's 7 year old birthday party. My parents hosted at their house, they even rented a moonbounce (only $100 for the day-can you believe that?). And the kids loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;The Crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Considered actually smacking my dad's mother. The woman (who is 5 foot, 4 inches max and weighs like 250 pounds) had the nerve to ask me if I was pregnant since I had "put on a few pounds." I just looked at her and told her she was mean and I didn't appreciate it. I didn't know 7 pounds was a sin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Really got mad at the same grandma when she suggested my 4 year old niece was heavy. She is not even close. I told her that my niece Dani is a fine, normal healthy size, not a ounce of extra fat on her. My mom at that point just said we had to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt; Actually, my sister and I rented a Chrysler Sebring convertible for my second trip to Indiana this month. It was fun, although not exactly appropriate since we were there for a funeral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Z&lt;/span&gt; Zeroed in on 4 convertibles that I am considering for my new car. I am looking at the Chrysler Sebring convertible, the Toyota Solara Camry convertible, the mini-Cooper convertible, and the Volkswagen Bug convertible. I drove the bug and decided there is just not enough trunk space. I own a home, so the car must be able to hold my 3 bags of mulch/dirt practically every visit to Lowe's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;You know it's nuts when people start making jokes about whether you work Fridays anymore. I haven't worked a Friday in over 6 weeks and I am not working these next two either!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;The Ugly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt; Unfortunately, my 94-year-old great grandmother passed away. She had lived alone until a few weeks ago when she went into the hospital for a heart attack. I did get to see her a few days before and mentally she was all there, but she just couldn't physically carry on. While I do feel a certain sadness, I am not really that sad - she really wanted to go. She outlived two husbands, 1 child, 2 grandchildren, and 1 great grandchild. She's been saying that she would be ready whenever God needed her up there (she was very religious). So I am actually happy for her. But, I will miss her - she was a sharp lady and interesting to talk to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt; Granted I've been gone from work more than I planned this past month, but not that much. However, my team lead &lt;a href="http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2005/08/people-are-annoying.html"&gt;Nut&lt;/a&gt; has decided to continue making me crazy. We have a bi-monthly report due on the 7th of every odd month. It takes a lot of work to get it finished. So, I started it over two weeks ago. She was here three more days than me. Did she even make a dent? No. We have to review over 45 projects -- she looked at two. And of course, Monday the boss lady said she needs it ASAP. So, I busted ass -- skipped the gym Monday and Tuesday and worked overtime (unpaid) for an hour last night. Finally I got it finished and gave it to the boss. Nut stops by during her lunch (she's conveniently in class yesterday and today) and acts like she had no idea it was such a big deal. Then she sends me an e-mail saying she felt we needed to divide the work more. You're Kidding! I just rolled my eyes and didn't even reply. I am so tired of her excuses. She always acts like she is so busy whenever I'm not here. But, I don't know what the hell she does. God knows she's not helping with any of the paperwork!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt; Likely to end up with a dead roommate (&lt;a href="http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2005/08/people-are-annoying.html"&gt;Thomas&lt;/a&gt;) soon. I came back from my parent's on a Tuesday and had to go back on the Wednesday for the funeral. So, I was home less than 24 hours and I was back on a plane. I was exhausted. I get back on Saturday and that jerk hadn't bought any canned food for my cat - he said he fed her from the emergency rations in the basement. They are extra cans from food we tried and she didn't care for. And it's for emergencies like hurricanes, not "I'm too lazy to take my ass to Target!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; You know how sometimes you just want to kill people, well my dad's mother is making her way up my list. I just found that she gave my grandfather's flag (the one she got at his military funeral) to her oldest son, who is not the biological child of my grandfather. My dad is his oldest biological son and the most like him in general. I can't believe she gave it to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sorry I've been gone...I'm still catching up on everyone's blogs.  I'll be better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-112656281332032258?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/112656281332032258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=112656281332032258&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/112656281332032258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/112656281332032258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2005/09/past-month-lesson-in-extremities-for.html' title='The Past Month - A Lesson in Extremities for Me'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-112558414163604845</id><published>2005-09-01T10:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T10:15:41.676-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Update - I know where have I been?</title><content type='html'>This month has been a bit nuts. I don't have a computer at home, so I can only blog at work and I have been extremely busy. I just have a few moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, where have I been? On vacation last week. I went with two girlfriends to a beach house on the Atlantic Ocean. Really relaxing. I went go-carting which was fun. I also really enjoyed taking a trolley tour of all the Victorian homes in a nearby town. Mostly, I liked just being able to lay around and do not much. I read like 6 books - had to buy two more because I ran out. Below are two really good ones...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Two Books to Recommend&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The United States of Europe&lt;/em&gt; - Highly interesting look at how Europe and the EU are becoming a bigger superpower than the U.S. It's all about how we are reversing places in some ways and the U.S. government is really giving them their due respect. Check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Freakanomics&lt;/em&gt; - Highly interesting book on how/why things are happening. Do you want to know one of the big reasons that violent crime has dropped? The book perpetuates a theory that it is wrapped up in the Roe v. Wade decision - maybe kids who are predisposed (either genetically or due to the home they would have) to be violent simply aren't being born. It's a wild read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll put some more time in next week. I'm off today until Tuesday -- going to visit the folks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-112558414163604845?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/112558414163604845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=112558414163604845&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/112558414163604845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/112558414163604845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2005/09/quick-update-i-know-where-have-i-been.html' title='Quick Update - I know where have I been?'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-112412624394075841</id><published>2005-08-19T16:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T16:36:09.096-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Harry Potter - My Little Obsession</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3884/527/1600/Harry%20Potter%20Pumpkins4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3884/527/320/Harry%20Potter%20Pumpkins3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I will have to say that I have no reason why I am so obsessed with these Harry Potter books and movies. As you may recall, I finished &lt;a href="http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2005/07/harry-potter-chosen-one-or-boy-who.html"&gt;Book 6&lt;/a&gt; in 18 hours and then reread it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I reread Book 4, as it's my favorite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I reread Book 3 and today I finished Book 5. I am looking for some more information about Godric's Hollow - that is discussed at the end of Book 6. I watched the third movie last night and no mention, so I will keep reading the books. I finally found it. It is where Harry's parents lived (and where they died).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also picked up two books about the Harry Potter phenomenon. The first was "The hidden key to Harry Potter : Understanding the meaning, genius, and popularity of Joanne Rowling's Harry Potter novels." The second was called "The Wisdom of Harry Potter."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the two phenomenon books. The first one I went through very quickly - it was written after book 4 but before book 5. And the guy made some predictions. For example, he said Dumbledore needed to die because otherwise Harry will never be able to lead as he is intended to. I would never have thought they would kill Dumbledore off as he was one of my favorites. Now, an interesting prediction he made is that it will be revealed that Harry is the real heir (blood relative) to Gryffindor. I'm not so sure about this one. JK Rowling has always said that Harry's heritage wasn't very important, so this doesn't seem likely to me. He also predicted that Neville will become more important, which he has in the past few books. Hagrid will become more important, too. And he believes that the Dursley's may know more than they are telling -- at least Petunia might. This could possibly be true. He even believes that Harry will end up saving Dudley or all of the Dursleys while putting himself in mortal peril - we'll see about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He spent a great deal of time making Christian parallels to Harry Potter. He seems to believe him to be somewhat of a Christ figure, who is meant to lead the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He points out some interesting value lessons. Did you notice how often Rowling's points out injustices and prejudices -- the pure-bloods against the mudbloods, the Gryffindors versus Slytherins, the magical world against the muggles, the magical world against house elves, etc... Everyone seems to have prejudices against someone or something except for Dumbledore. Even Mrs. Weasley treated Hermoine badly when she thought Hermoine was breaking Harry's heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The focus on death and the grieving process are highlighted, also. Rowling really gives a very sensible way of dealing with death throughout all the books. For example, when Harry sees his parents in the magic mirror in book 1 and Dumbledore explaining that he needs to move on, not to dwell on dreams and forget to live. And of course, it continued throughout the book with Harry finding his father inside himself at the end of Book 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second book is similar in some ways. It's not nearly as fun to read as the other. Although, the first was a bit lengthy and I only picked sections to read. The second I just skimmed through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He talks of Rowling's love of fun names -- did you know Voldemort meant "theft of death" in another language or that Malfoy means "bad faith."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He focuses on the morality issues. For example, her characters (the good ones) may value life and material possessions, but they realize that many other things are important. Voldemort does not. The search for the sorcerer's stone is about living forever and obtaining unlimited riches. The Dursleys are all about material wealth - the nice car, the best lawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry is so familiar with the worthlessness the Dursleys try to impress on him that every book ends with him not looking forward to going back to the Dursley's. It is because he is familiar with frustration and knows that he can adapt to it. He can control his response -- nothing else in that household.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A persistent theme this author seems is that persons should not be judged by circumstances, but by their choices. Book 3 is more complex than the first two, allowing Harry to make moral choices without a clear cut right and wrong answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This author provides a book-by-book assessment that is quite thorough in its synopsis of each book's plot. Then, he picks out the major ideas as he seems them. He focuses on the effects the books can have on a child and the chances for discussion that can occur as a result of reading them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This author believes the book to be secular, not religious as the first author did. He believes that there will not be a rash of kids trying to become wizards or witches to be like Harry Potter. He believes they will try to emulate his moral choices, which would be wise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to read a book about the phenomenon of Harry Potter go with the Hidden Key book -- it's just more interesting. The second book is fairly dry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-112412624394075841?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/112412624394075841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=112412624394075841&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/112412624394075841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/112412624394075841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2005/08/harry-potter-my-little-obsession.html' title='Harry Potter - My Little Obsession'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-112429871037022050</id><published>2005-08-17T15:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T15:15:31.596-04:00</updated><title type='text'>March of the Penguins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3884/527/1600/Penguin%20Babies%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3884/527/320/Penguin%20Babies%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I took my 4 (actually 4 and a half, if you ask her) year old niece to see &lt;a href="http://wip.warnerbros.com/marchofthepenguins"&gt;"March of the Penguins" &lt;/a&gt;over the weekend. It was quite good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The baby penguins were so cute and the cinematic is just extraordinary. Morgan Freeman has such a great voice. And you just felt like he was telling you a beautiful story with pictures to match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now mind you there was some death in the movie as the movie does depict how baby penguins come to be. Not all of them make it. However, it is very tastefully handled and usually gone with some remark such as "and then they were no more." And because it is not "disneyfied," you don't develop an attachment to any one particular penguin. It really was amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3884/527/1600/Penguin%20Love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3884/527/200/Penguin%20Love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The courtship aspect is interesting in itself. Penguins are not like swans who mate for life. They all gather at the same place for breeding and for that season they are monogamous. But, the next year all bets are off. But, the love and care they show during that year really is pretty amazing. And the care they have to take to keep their egg and their young alive. It's pretty amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie shows reality, but doesn't delve into the less pleasant side any more than it has to to acknowledge what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I highly recommend this movie. My niece and I both loved it and for the first time she didn't sleep a wink during the film.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-112429871037022050?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/112429871037022050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=112429871037022050&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/112429871037022050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/112429871037022050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2005/08/march-of-penguins.html' title='March of the Penguins'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-112412715690305050</id><published>2005-08-15T13:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T13:32:47.926-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Noone died...</title><content type='html'>Well, it appears as if everyone lived. Thomas and the Nut. However, it was only because I didn't feel like dealing with either of them. I am just trying to get through this week as I am on vacation next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thomas&lt;/span&gt; -- now he is getting back together with an ex from Atlanta. So, they are going to be flying back and forth to see one another. The boy still owes me about $2500, yet he's flying to see someone every other month or so. Still no money for me although he did mention he meant to go by the back on Friday. So, maybe I'll see some money soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Nut&lt;/span&gt; -- I have decided that I am going to lay low this week and have her fix everything. I am going to be "too busy." Now mind you I won't let us look like fools. I am just not going to tell her I have us covered. I will let her run around like a maniac. Now mind you, it's already almost 1:30 p.m. I told her over a week ago in an e-mail that our Thursday presentation was all hers (I even gave her the 10 PowerPoint slides that I already finished). She told me this morning that she is off tomorrow, so she has this afternoon and Wednesday. She still hasn't even started! Also, I had a team set up a meeting with me for this afternoon. She asked me about it. Adn then proceeded to tell me she's already worked with them once. So, I told her if she wants to work with them, go ahead. Of course, no follow through from her about whether she is or is not going to meet with them. On top of all of this, she's been a pain in the ass about some room reservations I made. I told her if she wants to change them, knock herself out. I am not dealing with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two people make me crazy. I need my vacation!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-112412715690305050?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/112412715690305050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=112412715690305050&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/112412715690305050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/112412715690305050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2005/08/noone-died.html' title='Noone died...'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-112327444529072936</id><published>2005-08-05T16:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T16:40:45.300-04:00</updated><title type='text'>People are annoying...</title><content type='html'>Just a quick rant of the people on my crap list this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Roommate (or should I say unpaying tenant in my home) Thomas&lt;/span&gt; - Owes me over $2200. Bitches about the way I have my house decorated. Supposed to help with household project but half asses them -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Exhibit A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; Mowing the yard - he doesn't put the gas can away, doesn't sweep up the grass from the sidewalks, doesn't clean the mower. All of which I have talked about before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Exhibit B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Painting the basement stairs - it looks like crap. We tried this experiment with mixing sand in the paint to create some kind of grip. I've never done it before. Neither had he. And yet as he painted all these steps, he never thought to say "hmmm, this doesn't seem right." So, now it has to be done over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Team Lead (Nuthouse or nut for short) - &lt;/span&gt;Is on vacation this week. Loves to volunteer "us" but said since I "enjoy" the paperwork, she handles other things. Takes an entire 8 hour day just to turn around a 1 page document. But, this week tops them all. She decided two months ago to get involved with presenting at another agency's biannual conference. She was the one who wanted to do it. Guess what? It's next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Exhibit A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;- Left it until the last minute - So, for weeks now, I have asked her question after question about what we wanted to do and she gave me these totally flaky, non substantive answers. Finally last week on Wednesday she gave me a bit of feedback on what she thought and said she would do the class outline. So, I took what she gave me on Thursday and did the best I could with it. She was here last Friday -- did she do anything except point out that I misspelled a word in something I sent out? No. She didn't review anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Exhibit B &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;- She barely contributed - Plus, the outline she did sucked -- again very vague. And she only had to use the stuff I provided her which was much more detailed than what she provided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Exhibit C &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;- There was a great deal of stuff to do. I had to stay strapped to my computer all week. So, I worked my ASS off again this week because I had to get two presentations, including the 26 page manual, 19 page PowerPoint, and class outlines together for this trip. I not only had to write all of it, but then I had to add notes for us on what exactly we were going to talk about. I also had to make the copies, staple them, and send them out to Phoenix by yesterday. So, if she says one damn thing, I swear I am not holding back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, if no dead bodies turn up by next Friday, then I will be surprised. This people are so damn annoying. And the thing is everyone loves them. Some friends of mine (who I try not to bitch to about them because they are both of our friends) just think Thomas is so nice and wonderful. And our boss just thinks my teamlead Nut is wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm packing up and hitting the mall. Mama needs a new pair of shoes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-112327444529072936?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/112327444529072936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=112327444529072936&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/112327444529072936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/112327444529072936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2005/08/people-are-annoying.html' title='People are annoying...'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-112258334378290037</id><published>2005-08-01T14:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T14:42:23.216-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Harry Potter Personality Test</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://piratemonkeysinc.com/quiz.htm"&gt;&lt;img height="250" alt="Pirate Monkey's Harry Potter Personality Quiz" src="http://piratemonkeysinc.com/images/ENFJ.gif" width="275" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry Potter Personality Quiz&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://piratemonkeysinc.com"&gt;Pirate Monkeys Inc.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't this cute?  I've done Mayers-Brigg a number of times and usually come up ENFJ or ENFP.  Have fun with it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-112258334378290037?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/112258334378290037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=112258334378290037&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/112258334378290037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/112258334378290037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2005/08/harry-potter-personality-test.html' title='Harry Potter Personality Test'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-112232879960490832</id><published>2005-07-28T09:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T09:18:03.873-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bathroom Remodel - Update</title><content type='html'>So, way back in February I started talking about finding &lt;a href="http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2005/02/remodeling-blues.html"&gt;contractors&lt;/a&gt; for my bathroom remodel, I told you all about my remodeling blues. Then, I gave you some pictures of the &lt;a href="http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_coronaredroses_archive.html"&gt;demo work&lt;/a&gt; in April. Well, now I finally have my actual "after" pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I still don't have it all done. There's no picture of the new light fixture nor have I found a cabinet for over the sink. But, I am working on it. At least this gives you an opportunity to see what I did get done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, when you walk into the bathroom, you see the new shower curtain and the new door knob (which does match the new fixtures).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3884/527/320/Bath%20entrance.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the new shower/tub surround.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3884/527/320/Bath%20Tub.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the new sink, new shower curtain and the new mirror!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3884/527/320/Bath%20Sink.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like it so far. I'll let you know when I get closer to the end.  Besides the two items I mentioned above, I do want to mount a chair rail and I want to paint the lower half of the wall pink, so we'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoyed a peak!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-112232879960490832?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/112232879960490832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=112232879960490832&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/112232879960490832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/112232879960490832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2005/07/bathroom-remodel-update.html' title='Bathroom Remodel - Update'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-112204487795091645</id><published>2005-07-22T17:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T16:46:08.396-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Harry Potter - The Chosen One or The Boy Who Lived</title><content type='html'>Just wanted to let people know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Yes, I read Harry Potter 6: Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince&lt;/span&gt;. I thought it was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked up the book at one of those midnight parties at a small gift shop in North Carolina. They had a cauldron with dry ice in it, stickers, a real owl from their local nature conservatory, and bumperstickers. I got two for my car "Dumbledore's Army" and "Avada Kedavra (if only)." Of course, after reading the book I'm not sure I want to put them on my car or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will say only this to everyone -- it was one of my favorites. A bit slow in the middle, but totally worth it. I laughed and I cried. I read the entire book within 18 hours of receiving it and then I read it again. I just couldn't believe it. Of course, some people I've talked to weren't surprised at all by what happened. I sure was....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;IF YOU HAVEN'T READ THE BOOK, STOP READING NOW!&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3884/527/320/HP4_Harry_0002_330.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I can't believe they killed off a main character and the book may not be set at Hogwarts next year. Harry has so much to learn - especially Occulumency. I don't know how he can win without more magic lessons. And Hermoine giving up NEWTS -- seems unlikely to happen. I think he'll have to go back. And what is at Godric's Hollow? I just can't remember why it is so important to Harry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Just my thoughts!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-112204487795091645?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/112204487795091645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=112204487795091645&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/112204487795091645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/112204487795091645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2005/07/harry-potter-chosen-one-or-boy-who.html' title='Harry Potter - The Chosen One or The Boy Who Lived'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-112195792775822198</id><published>2005-07-21T11:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T11:54:07.346-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Women Friends...The Good, The Bad, and the Strange</title><content type='html'>Women friends...I've spent a great deal of time thinking about this lately. I have some terrific girlfriends, some not so great and the strange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Terrific&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rose and B are some of the greatest friends ever. Rose, in particular, is the woman I would choose to be my friend every day of the week and twice on Sundays. She's just amazing. She totally knows me and never judges. We talk about everything. I have no secrets from her (except this blog which she knows exists but doesn't know the name of it). Rose and B are both great listeners. Basically, I can call any time day or night and they are totally there for me. Last week, when I broke with Jay, I called Rose on my way over there and talked to her about it. She said she was home, offered to open a bottle of wine and talk afterwards. She knew I would need that. Of course, I joke I keep her around because&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; she knows where the bodies are buried&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Not So Great&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend, I went away with a group of women I used to work with (at a college in North Carolina). There are normally six of us - three married, three not, three still in higher education, three not. Only five of us could go. We went to one of the girl's (Flo's) parents' condo at a small North Carolina beach. It was fun. I haven't seen the girls in almost a year. And in some ways, I really love them all. However, four of them are really "not so great" friends. Flo is awesome -- totally warm and loving, not judgemental. She is always interested in my friends and family and is genuinely a great person. The other four are different. Two of them are rather bitchy and judgemental. I can be a bit bitchy myself, but I try to keep it under control. It's like they are trying to make me feel bad about choices I have made. One wasn't there, so I am reserving judgement. The other one is just kinda "blah" - I don't find her very interesting for some reason. But they can also be great listeners and I do enjoy their humor and stories. I really wanted to get the Harry Potter book on Friday night and they were all happy to go with me - no complaining or harassing me about the book.  It was very cool of them.  So, most of them are "not so great," but they aren't strange or bad friends either.  Flo, however, belongs in the terrific territory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Strange&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the strange ones. There are a couple. The best example is Joce. Joce is a woman I used to work with. She's in her early 50's, never married, and bitter about it. She's bitter in general. She's obsessed with hockey right now. She's also the worst dresser you've ever seen (she wears mismatched pastels from head to toe). And she complains like crazy. But, something about her keeps me friendly with her. Last night, I ran into her in the courtyard outside work and she proceeded to go on and on about some hockey player and how excited she was he was coming to play in the U.S. I have no idea who this player is. But, if it makes Joce happy, I'm okay with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If they move past driving me batty, then they move into the &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Bad Friend&lt;/span&gt; category.  I don't really have those anymore.  I just cut them out of my life. I don't need friends like that. I cut one person out last year and it was one of the best decisions I've ever made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, friends seem to drift away rather than be pulled. Last week, I was standing at the airport in North Carolina and my cell rings. A woman says "&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;this is a voice from your past&lt;/span&gt;." And I had no idea who it was. I was a bit spooked at first. Turned out to be one of my closest friends from college, Cat. She got married right out of college and we tried to keep in touch regularly. I lost touch with her about three years ago. And she called out of the blue. I couldn't believe it. It was great to reconnect with her. I really enjoyed talking with her. Cat is just a wonderful, funny person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it's been an interesting week of female friends. Just thought I would share.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-112195792775822198?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/112195792775822198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=112195792775822198&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/112195792775822198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/112195792775822198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2005/07/women-friendsthe-good-bad-and-strange.html' title='Women Friends...The Good, The Bad, and the Strange'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-112171529862840652</id><published>2005-07-18T15:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T10:55:15.356-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Questions</title><content type='html'>I got these interview questions from &lt;a href="http://katyacoldheart.blogspot.com"&gt;Katya&lt;/a&gt;. I thought it would be interesting. If you are interested, see the rules below...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. who would your ideal dinner guest be, present or past&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ideal dinner guest would be Hillary Clinton. I think she would be fascinating to talk to -- about family, the past, her future plans. I would be interested in hearing her perspective on the state of the country and the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A close second would be J.K. Rowling -- as I am dying to know what happens in book 7. Alas, I don't think she would tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. If you could have a special power, what would it be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would want the power to do magic. Magic can be used to make things grow, to do the cleaning, and to save innocents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Given the option would you like to live forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. I feel like is a cycle and I want to experience every aspect of it. I also could not imagine my life without my friends and family in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What three words best describe you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loyal, friendly, and forthright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Which TV/Book/Film character would you like to be and why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would love to be Harry Potter. To be able to perform magic and save the wizarding world from Voldemort. It would have amazing challenges and amazing opportunities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the rules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Leave me a comment saying 'interview me please'&lt;br /&gt;2. I will respond by asking you five questions here on my blog (not the same questions you see here)&lt;br /&gt;3. You will update your blog/site with the answers to the questions&lt;br /&gt;4. You will include this explanation and an offer to interview someone else in the same post&lt;br /&gt;5. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them five questions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope you enjoy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-112171529862840652?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/112171529862840652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=112171529862840652&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/112171529862840652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/112171529862840652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2005/07/questions.html' title='Questions'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-112128542869647609</id><published>2005-07-13T15:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T16:14:40.190-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Boyfriend Has Left the Building</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://oneofmanyblessings.blogspot.com"&gt;Tara&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://katyacoldheart.blogspot.com"&gt;Katya&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://mtpeaceofmind.blogspot.com"&gt;Leesa&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://politixnprose.blogspot.com"&gt;Amy&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://saintvodkaofthemartini.blogspot.com"&gt;Jay&lt;/a&gt; - thanks to all of you for your help and support. It really helped me to finally do something about this relationship. You have no idea how much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;So, it's officially over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met for dinner at a neutral restaurant halfway between my home and his. I didn't really give him any set-up. Just said let's meet for dinner. He arrived about 10 minutes late (of course). Then, we chat through dinner -- nothing in particular, just how was your day and how are your friends kind of stuff. So, I am looking for an opening. I finally segway somewhat awkwardly into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started with asking if he was happy with us - our relationship. He hesitated and said something about not wanting to get into it tonight. I said this was his shot. He had better answer. He said yes. He had no complaints. I asked where he thought it was going. Wow -- should have seen him start to sweat at that. He hymms and haws about how he doesn't really think about it. He isn't thinking about marriage right now. I almost laughed. I said "of course you're not thinking about marriage -- neither am I, believe me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told him everything I discussed in the &lt;a href="http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2005/07/boyfriend.html"&gt;previous blog&lt;/a&gt; and more. I talked about how I thought he was emotionally unavailable and that maybe it was due to his Catholic sense of guilt or his family. I told him that I didn't want to be in this relationship alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His response: "You're right. I can't argue about anything you just said." WHAT???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He says he has the "blahs." What? Then, why did he get on &lt;a href="http://www.match.com"&gt;www.match.com&lt;/a&gt;? He said it was because he thought it would shake him out of it. I told him I can't make him happy -- only he can. I told him his affect is flat -- he just never seems to be there emotionally and that is not right. It's not natural and he will never be happy nor make anyone else happy until he does something about it. He needs to see a therapist. He needs to want to get better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After about one and a half hours of talking all about our relationship, I finally asked what he thought we should do about this. He at first was like "well if you want to see other people I guess that you could." I started crying at this. That isn't the problem and it's not a solution. I said I think he needs to get therapy and when he's ready for a relationship, he should let me know. Until then, I told him we should stop seeing each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He finally looks a bit distraught and asks if we can still be friends. He said he really liked taking me flying and wanted to do that again sometime. I told him sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know the weird thing. He saw a picture of me from my purse and said I looked pretty. I told him that was the first compliment he had given me &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;in 9 months&lt;/span&gt;. And then, he said he really like me, too. Unlike any girl he has ever met. Another compliment. So, two &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;9 months&lt;/span&gt;. And only the second time he told me he liked me -- &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;in 9 months&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He already e-mailed me twice today asking how I was doing and asking if he could still go no travel with me next month. I'm not sure about it. But, I'll keep you posted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-112128542869647609?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/112128542869647609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=112128542869647609&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/112128542869647609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/112128542869647609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2005/07/boyfriend-has-left-building.html' title='The Boyfriend Has Left the Building'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-112111514304065967</id><published>2005-07-11T16:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T16:52:23.046-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Need a Lift?</title><content type='html'>This made my day! &lt;a href="http://www.stuffonmycat.com"&gt;So cute - it made me smile!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should check it out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-112111514304065967?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/112111514304065967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=112111514304065967&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/112111514304065967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/112111514304065967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2005/07/need-lift.html' title='Need a Lift?'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-112075189959940106</id><published>2005-07-07T16:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T16:32:34.296-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Boyfriend</title><content type='html'>Several of you have asked. So, an update....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boyfriend and I are going on our &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;9th month&lt;/span&gt; together now. And it's really weird still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never been in a relationship where I was &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;so insecure&lt;/span&gt; about the guy. I've never had a boyfriend who I thought didn't really want to be with me. They usually thought I was the greatest things since sliced bread. They couldn't wait to see me, they wanted to sleep with me, and they wanted to kiss me all the time. Past boyfriends have told me I'm beautiful, my hair is beautiful, or they wanted to bury themselves in the "girls" (aka breasts). They wanted me to feel good about myself, them and our relationship. I've never been hidden away from family and friends. And I've never been so unsure if someone wanted to marry me. And I don't like the change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;doesn't like to kiss me&lt;/span&gt;. Weird - I know. He doesn't like French kissing -- something about his facial hair makes it not scratchy. (Of course, my response - "well, then shave it off!" If you had to choose between kissing the wo/man you date, wouldn't you do what you could to be as physically close to that person as possible? I know I would.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay never has a compliment for me. He has &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;never said&lt;/span&gt; I look nice, better yet beautiful. Never said he liked my outfit or my hair. He's never said anything mean either. My body just seems invisible in this relationship. Once I was going through some old photos with him and wanted his opinion about something -- anything. I practically begged for an opinion about me and his only commute -- well, I liked your hair with bangs. Bangs!! That's the best he could do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay doesn't really normally seem to want to see me a lot. He's been out of the country for about three weeks. He got back on the Fourth of July, but said he was "too tired" to get together. Now, in the past three days, he has called me like five times to try to set up a time. So, we'll see. Of course, I'm free on Saturday night, but he has some football thing he wants to go to until 9 p.m. Now, what man chooses football over seeing his girlfriend? It's not even a game -- just a bunch of old players doing autographs at the mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in the past eight months, I &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;haven't met one friend or family member&lt;/span&gt;. In fact, he has only told one of his sisters about me. No one else. He says his friends know, but yet I haven't met him. He's been out with my friends, met my parents, and had dinner twice with my sister and her family. I am certainly not hiding him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention how uninterested he was in my body? We have little sex. He doesn't hold my hand much. He really seems rather uninterested. And the sex itself -- &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;don't get me started&lt;/span&gt;! He has no clue. Barely touches me while we are doing so. I have to take the lead each time. He doesn't have any idea how to seduce a woman. It doesn't get really sweaty nor adventurous. I can't even get into all the issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what is the deal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was home for two days in between his two trips, but I was on a work trip to Atlanta. So, he called me several times to chat. I teased him asking if he missed me. And he can't even say that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's zero romance, zero passion. You know that I haven't gotten flowers once in that time frame. I love flowers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand what he wants. And I am frustrated. So, yes he might be history after this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each time I have thought this was going to happen, he does something that is kinda sweet, nice even. So, we'll see. And every time, I've fallen back into this mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like him so much, but I can't stand being in this relationship. Does that make sense?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-112075189959940106?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/112075189959940106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=112075189959940106&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/112075189959940106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/112075189959940106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2005/07/boyfriend.html' title='The Boyfriend'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-112075209987911413</id><published>2005-07-07T12:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T13:58:30.150-04:00</updated><title type='text'>London and the Bombing</title><content type='html'>I had to say something this morning about what happened in &lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/uk/4661059.stm.&lt;"&gt;London&lt;/a&gt;. Several coordinated bombs in downtown London...will it ever stop?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe that these terrorists think they are going to accomplish something. Maybe, they don't care about accomplishing anything. According to &lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/8496293/&lt;"&gt;MSN.com&lt;/a&gt;, some group calling themselves Ã“The Secret Organization of al-Qaida in EuropeÃ” is claiming responsibility. And if they didn't claim to, someone else would have just for the bragging rights. These groups have no soul, no humanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 9/11 and Spain, it's now London. There seems no way to completely stop this from happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even here in D.C., terror alerts are rising. I was told to expect to see officers with machine guns on the Metro today. My sister called and wanted to pick me up. Everyone at work is talking about this bombing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really so frustrated and dismayed. All I can say to &lt;a href="http://katyacoldheart.blogspot.com"&gt;Katya&lt;/a&gt; and everyone else in the U.K., I am profoundly sorry. After experiencing multiple terrorist acts, I know it can shake you to your core. You lose a bit of that innocence. You lose a bit of yourself. Be strong. I will keep you in my thoughts and my prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world once again should mourn for the loss of the both the innocent and our innocence. To all UK citizens, I offer my condolences.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-112075209987911413?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/112075209987911413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=112075209987911413&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/112075209987911413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/112075209987911413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2005/07/london-and-bombing.html' title='London and the Bombing'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-111815551117274744</id><published>2005-07-06T17:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T17:51:43.276-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Another List of 100 Things You Didn't Know</title><content type='html'>Here's my second attempt at 100 things you didn't know about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I was a big baby - 10 pounds, 2 ounces and almost 24 inches long.&lt;br /&gt;2. I rode a &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;camel&lt;/span&gt; at a zoo.&lt;br /&gt;3. I have taken a &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;flying lesson&lt;/span&gt; in a small private plane.&lt;br /&gt;4. I lived in a fraternity house with&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;48 men&lt;/span&gt; for two years.&lt;br /&gt;5. I don't have a computer at home.&lt;br /&gt;6. When I am reading, I concentrate so much that I don't see people approaching me.&lt;br /&gt;7. I ride the metro to and from work each day.&lt;br /&gt;8. I work a compressed schedule - eight 9-hour days and one 8-hour day.&lt;br /&gt;9. So, I have off every other Friday.&lt;br /&gt;10. I met George Bush (senior) at a speaking engagement - who knew he was actually funny?&lt;br /&gt;11. At the age of 16, I went to the beach for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;12. I was the editor of my high school and junior high school yearbook.&lt;br /&gt;13. When in high school, I was president of the Environmental Concerns Society and captain of the Debate Team.&lt;br /&gt;14. In junior high, I was voted "&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Most School Spirit&lt;/span&gt;" with my sister.&lt;br /&gt;15. I had perfect attendance only one year in school for my entire scholastic career.&lt;br /&gt;16. When I was ten, I shook a nine-year-old girl and yelled at her for biting my sister on the forehead (of course, I yelled at my sister, too, for letting her).&lt;br /&gt;17. I've only rode a horse once - at the &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Berlin Zoo&lt;/span&gt; - almost fell off.&lt;br /&gt;18. I don't really know how to swim.&lt;br /&gt;19. My brother calls me the "reasonable" sister.&lt;br /&gt;20. I spent my 31st birthday in &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Graceland&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;21. While I enjoy most music, I love country music.&lt;br /&gt;22. My favorite food is&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; schnitzel&lt;/span&gt; (a German dish).&lt;br /&gt;23. I collected shotglasses for over 20 years.&lt;br /&gt;24. I have over 200 shotglasses.&lt;br /&gt;25. I love to do crafts, but I'm pretty bad at them.&lt;br /&gt;26. I'm chronically late.&lt;br /&gt;27. I love &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;teenage junk movies&lt;/span&gt; like "10 Things I Hate About You" and "Save the Last Dance."&lt;br /&gt;28. I'll see almost anything that has Reese Witherspoon, Julia Roberts, Kirsten Dunst, Drew Barrymore or Julia Stiles in it.&lt;br /&gt;29. My favorite classic movie is "&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Seven Brides for Seven Brothers&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;30. The last Broadway Musical I saw was "&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Mama Mia&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;31. Last summer, I saw "&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The Boy From Oz&lt;/span&gt;" on Broadway in New York City.&lt;br /&gt;32. I am planning my vacations using a book called "&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;1000 places to Go Before You Die&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;33. I have been to just over 35 places in the book so far in my life.&lt;br /&gt;34. This summer, I'm renting a beach house in &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Rehoboth Beach, Delaware&lt;/span&gt; with two girlfriends.&lt;br /&gt;35. Three friends and I are planning a trip to the &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Galapagos Islands&lt;/span&gt; for February 2005.&lt;br /&gt;36. I love both &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Phish Food&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough&lt;/span&gt; Ice Cream from Ben and Jerry's.&lt;br /&gt;37. I like to make lists - mostly "to do" lists.&lt;br /&gt;38. I have an&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; IPaq&lt;/span&gt; which I find I have separation anxiety from if I don't use it every few hours.&lt;br /&gt;39. I don't know anything about MP3s.&lt;br /&gt;40. I still haven't figured out everything my IPaq does.&lt;br /&gt;41. I have been a bridesmaid at least 6 times - maybe more.&lt;br /&gt;42. I've been the wedding photographer three times.&lt;br /&gt;43. My favorite dog is a&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; Saint Bernard&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;44. I believe all cats should have royal names like Lady, Duchess, King and Princess.&lt;br /&gt;45. I also believe in giving animals middle names -- how else will they know they are in trouble? 46. I consider myself a&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; liberal&lt;/span&gt; on most political issues.&lt;br /&gt;47. I proudly call myself a&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; feminist&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;48. However, I have read "Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus."&lt;br /&gt;49. I still would love to have a traditional wedding with the white dress, the flowers, and an amazing man waiting at the alter for me.&lt;br /&gt;50. While I love to garden, I only started doing so about 3 years ago when I bought my house.&lt;br /&gt;51. In my garden, just a few veggies and herbs I have are lemongrass, corn, basil, rosemary, and string beans.&lt;br /&gt;52. Hydrangeas are my favorite shrub - I have two in my yard.&lt;br /&gt;53. While working for a small private university, I advised the historically black fraternities and sororities.&lt;br /&gt;54. I attended a regional meetings for the &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;National Pan-Hellenic Conference&lt;/span&gt; (the body which oversees the historically black fraternities and sororities).&lt;br /&gt;55. Since I am 5 foot 9.5 inches tall, I have to buy &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;tall&lt;/span&gt; pants.&lt;br /&gt;56. I love capris, mostly because I can buy them anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;57. I hate ankle pants as I always think they look too short.&lt;br /&gt;58. I can't imagine not living near my best friend, Rose.&lt;br /&gt;59. I was a certified &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;peer Sex Educator&lt;/span&gt; in college.&lt;br /&gt;60. To this day, I kept a video we used to show in our classes.&lt;br /&gt;61. Yes, I did put a condom on my head on more than one occasion.&lt;br /&gt;62. I have been in love a few times, but none lasted forever.&lt;br /&gt;63. I never regret anything I ever did, only the things I didn't do.&lt;br /&gt;64. Somehow, in moving elementary schools, I missed out where they teach how many inches in a foot, yards in a mile, etc..&lt;br /&gt;65. I still struggle with measurements as a result.&lt;br /&gt;66. I don't think I figured out there were 12 inches in a foot until the seventh or eighth grade.&lt;br /&gt;67. Sometimes, I think I am too selfish to ever have children.&lt;br /&gt;68. Sometime, I want children so much that I dream about sperm banks and orphanages in a foreign country.&lt;br /&gt;69. I've never done any type of illegal drug.&lt;br /&gt;70. When I started college, I was a journalism major.&lt;br /&gt;71. Then, it was communications.&lt;br /&gt;72. Then, it was health education.&lt;br /&gt;73. Then, I ended up a sociology major because I liked the classes best.&lt;br /&gt;74. In college, I took a class where I had to go to a funeral home and &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;plan my own funeral&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;75. I am in the midst of filling out my living will.&lt;br /&gt;76. I have two nephews and two nieces, with another niece on the way.&lt;br /&gt;77. When I was in junior high, I wanted to change my name to &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Samantha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;78. I have &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;two tattoos&lt;/span&gt; - a rose on my back and a broken heart that says worthy of love.&lt;br /&gt;79. I have considered getting more tattoos - but I hate to spend the money.&lt;br /&gt;80. If I decide to have kids, I think I will have the broken heart removed - it's right where my belly would expand.&lt;br /&gt;81. I love fireworks -- I want to clap after them each time - no matter how dorky that sounds.&lt;br /&gt;82. I love romance novels, but the sex scenes get me a bit more hyped than I would like.&lt;br /&gt;83. I never thought I would be in a relationship like the one I have now.&lt;br /&gt;84. I also showed students how to put a condom on - using a plastic penis - the guys called it the &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;crystal penis&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;85. I went to therapy in graduate school as part of my degree.&lt;br /&gt;86. I was a bit shocked to find that my serious high school boyfriend is married now.&lt;br /&gt;87. I am very verbal and sometimes the filter between my head and my mouth doesn't function. 88. Lately, I really want to smack my team lead.&lt;br /&gt;89. My mom used to make most of clothes when I was small.&lt;br /&gt;90. None of those clothes had buttons because she didn't know how to make button holes.&lt;br /&gt;91. I do have a favorite aunt and uncle.&lt;br /&gt;92. I don't have a favorite niece or nephew.&lt;br /&gt;93. My younger sister is now making more money than me.&lt;br /&gt;94. I've very annoyed by this and feel like I'm failing to live up to my potential.&lt;br /&gt;95. I totally missed out on applying for a great job because I got too busy at work.&lt;br /&gt;96. I got my &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;first French kiss&lt;/span&gt; from a 16 year old guy when I was 12.&lt;br /&gt;97. I was about 5 feet, 7 inches at the age of 12.&lt;br /&gt;98. My favorite color to wear is blue.&lt;br /&gt;99. Even though I love lists, this one is getting on my nerves.&lt;br /&gt;100. I haven't seen my boyfriend in almost three weeks -- I'm almost ready to let him go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for visiting!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-111815551117274744?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/111815551117274744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=111815551117274744&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/111815551117274744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/111815551117274744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2005/07/another-list-of-100-things-you-didnt.html' title='Another List of 100 Things You Didn&apos;t Know'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-111997671889903060</id><published>2005-06-28T12:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T13:02:29.776-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Update and New Item Noted</title><content type='html'>Well, I'm off for a work trip until Friday. Hopefully, I will have time to devote to my blog (and reading everyone else's) when I return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gym - I did make it to the gym yesterday with my work friend. I did 9.18 miles on the stationary bike. Not too shabby. I am a bit stiff today, but a good stiff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Something to Note&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm reading the paper yesterday (www.washingtonpost.com) and they were talking about the influence of bloggers on mass media. They were specifically discussing the papers that the Downing Street Memo and how it wasn't until bloggers drew attention to that the media wrote about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I am going to devote at least one blog a month to a social issue. Shouldn't be hard to do. There is certainly enough going on in the world for me to comment about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, the topic is &lt;a href="http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2005/06/27/AR2005062701546.html"&gt;Grover Norquist&lt;/a&gt;. He seems to be a nut-case himself. He apologized (in a manner of speaking) for calling Senators Snowe and Collins "the two girls from Maine," but he did it in an insulting manner. He thinks it is appropriate to call them this because "we were talking to a bunch of college kids." As if that is a good reason. As a former higher education professional, believe me we want the speakers to set a higher bar for the students. If two U.S. senators don't demand respect, then why don't the students call their female professors "girls"? It really was insulting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, what is almost worst is the constant barrage of insults that he hurled about Senator John McCain - the only Republican I would ever consider voting into national office. Grover (and all I have to say is look at that name) - anyway - he said McCain is a nut-case or a "gun-grabbing, tax-increasing Bolshevik." Now, McCain seems to be brushing him off, but this is a repeat of recent offenses by Republicans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a democrat compared Guantanamo Bay to the Nazis a few weeks ago, he was practically tar and feathered. He apologized on the congressional floor. However, this guy is being brought to task by anyone. So, do the Republicans feel like they don't owe apologies? Because they feel like they are winning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Democracy is about exchanging ideas, not taking potshots at your opponent. When will the political leaders of this country figure out that the citizens want a country were free speech is respected and respectful? Disagreeing with someone else's ideas and challenging those ideas is a good thing, but disagreeing with who a person is really to denigrate humanity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-111997671889903060?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/111997671889903060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=111997671889903060&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/111997671889903060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/111997671889903060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2005/06/update-and-new-item-noted.html' title='Update and New Item Noted'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-111964945305623234</id><published>2005-06-24T17:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T17:44:13.066-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a Quick Note</title><content type='html'>I know I've been cheating with the lists and things. So, here's some real stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Weirdness of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;ex-sister-in-law&lt;/span&gt; (as of last month) now has a blog. My mom found it (she's an incredible snoop and my silly brother did look at it on my parent's computer). OH MY goodness is all I have to say. So, here's where it's weird. I (and most of my family) are now keeping up with what's happening via my exSIL. My family knows I blog too, but I refuse to get them any information on my blog's name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Success of the Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the gym today. Second time this week. My foot is still weak, but I was able to do 9.48 miles on a the stationary bike.  Feeling successful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it. I'm off for what i hope is a nice slow weekend.  Taking the nephew to see Star Wars tomorrow.  Little girl time and only 2 household project are beckoning.  &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Have a good one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-111964945305623234?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/111964945305623234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=111964945305623234&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/111964945305623234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/111964945305623234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2005/06/just-quick-note.html' title='Just a Quick Note'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-111928207147926889</id><published>2005-06-22T15:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T15:55:12.310-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird Lists</title><content type='html'>More Weird Lists of Stuff from same source as last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Snacks I love&lt;br /&gt;1. Dried mangos, m&amp;amp;ms, and cashews&lt;br /&gt;2. Pringles - esp. Sour Cream and Onion&lt;br /&gt;3. Goat Cheese and crackers&lt;br /&gt;4. Hot Tamales&lt;br /&gt;5. Artichoke and Cheese Bites&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Songs I Know all the Words to, Even Without the Music&lt;br /&gt;1. Not Gon' Cry - Mary J. Blige&lt;br /&gt;2. Can't Fight The Moonlight by Lee Ann Rimes&lt;br /&gt;3. They Asked About You by Reba McEntire&lt;br /&gt;4. You are my sunshine&lt;br /&gt;5. I'm Proud to be An American by Lee Greenwood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Things I Would Do With $100,000,000:&lt;br /&gt;1. Buy a bigger house&lt;br /&gt;2. Buy a convertible&lt;br /&gt;3. Pay off my bills&lt;br /&gt;4. Buy a computer&lt;br /&gt;5. Have Lasik hair removal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top 5 Locations I`d Like to Run Away To:&lt;br /&gt;1. Guatemala with Allen&lt;br /&gt;2. London&lt;br /&gt;3. Australia&lt;br /&gt;4. Galapagos Islands with the Girls&lt;br /&gt;5. Caribbean (just to lay on the beach, be waited upon, drink margaritas and read)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Bad Habits I Have:&lt;br /&gt;1. Smoking&lt;br /&gt;2. Not Exercising enough&lt;br /&gt;3. Always late&lt;br /&gt;4. spending too much money&lt;br /&gt;5. Overthinking my relationships&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Things I like Doing:&lt;br /&gt;1. Reading&lt;br /&gt;2. Mosaic Design (it's my newest hobby)&lt;br /&gt;3. Cooking&lt;br /&gt;4. Snuggling with my boyfriend, Jay&lt;br /&gt;5. Sleeping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Things I Would Never Wear:&lt;br /&gt;1. pants that are too short&lt;br /&gt;2. empire waist dress (makes all tall women look pregnant)&lt;br /&gt;3. intentionally ripped clothing&lt;br /&gt;4. all one designer from head to toe&lt;br /&gt;5. ugly stuff (whatever I decide it is)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 T.V. Shows I Like:&lt;br /&gt;1. West Wing&lt;br /&gt;2. the 4400&lt;br /&gt;3. Everwood&lt;br /&gt;4 . Gray' Anatomy&lt;br /&gt;5. Desperate Housewives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Movies I Like:&lt;br /&gt;1. Sweet Home Alabama&lt;br /&gt;2. Ever After&lt;br /&gt;3. Harry Potter&lt;br /&gt;4. Steel Magnolias&lt;br /&gt;5. X-Men (both of them)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Famous People I'd like to Meet:&lt;br /&gt;1. Reba McEntire&lt;br /&gt;2. J.K. Rowlings&lt;br /&gt;3. Julia Roberts&lt;br /&gt;4. Hillary Clinton&lt;br /&gt;5. Drew Barrymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Biggest Joys at the Moment:&lt;br /&gt;1. Garden - It's blooming - lilies everywhere&lt;br /&gt;2. Friends - Hung out with Rose and Anne earlier this week&lt;br /&gt;3. Cat - Duchess is so funny and she's after crickets now&lt;br /&gt;4. Home - Really love just hanging out at my place, especially when my roomie isn't around.&lt;br /&gt;5. Life - I am trying to take my time and enjoy it while I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Biggest Frustrations at the Moment&lt;br /&gt;1. Garden - There is so much still to do.&lt;br /&gt;2. Roommate - It's like have a bad teenage husband. Without any sex!&lt;br /&gt;3. Boyfriend, Jay - I really like him, but he's clueless&lt;br /&gt;4. Family - Trying to guilt me into traveling to BFE in September&lt;br /&gt;5. Work - Need to get a promotion, a new job, something&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-111928207147926889?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/111928207147926889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=111928207147926889&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/111928207147926889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/111928207147926889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2005/06/weird-lists.html' title='Weird Lists'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-111894849960102586</id><published>2005-06-20T12:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T17:39:02.180-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday, Today, and Tomorrow</title><content type='html'>I got this over at &lt;a href="http://mamabears.blogspot.com//"&gt;Jennifer's Blog&lt;/a&gt; which I found through &lt;a href="http://mtpeaceofmind.blogspot.com//"&gt;Leesa&lt;/a&gt;. I made a few adjustments..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 Years Ago, I...&lt;br /&gt;1. ...Was 21 years old&lt;br /&gt;2. ...Was in undergraduate&lt;br /&gt;3. ...Was dating a hot 18 year old guy&lt;br /&gt;4. ...Was drinking a lot&lt;br /&gt;5. ...Was going on my annual beach trip w/ my high school girlfriends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Years Ago, I...&lt;br /&gt;1. ...just finished my first year advising at a private university.&lt;br /&gt;2. ...was dating a nice guy in the same field of work.&lt;br /&gt;3. ...dreamed of owning my own home.&lt;br /&gt;4. ...was still figuring out who I was.&lt;br /&gt;5. ...went on vacation with my high school girlfriends and learned that friendships don't last forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Year Ago, I...&lt;br /&gt;1. ...was finally getting the hang of my new job.&lt;br /&gt;2. ...was dating a guy I met at a party.&lt;br /&gt;3. ...spent my weekends gardening and working on my house.&lt;br /&gt;4. ...was prepping for my annual visits with cousins from the mid-west.&lt;br /&gt;5. ...decided to end a friendship of over 10 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I...&lt;br /&gt;1. ...spent the day with my parents. Dad and my brother-in-law helped me to install a screen door on the back of my house and built a raised flower bed for me. Sister, niece, nephew and Mom came over for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;2. ... took a 2 hour nap.&lt;br /&gt;3. ... started re-reading Harry Potter 5.&lt;br /&gt;4. ... talked to my best friend, Rose about a job interview she has today.&lt;br /&gt;5. ... said good-bye to J as he went off to Canada for almost 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I...&lt;br /&gt;1. ... am working&lt;br /&gt;2. ... am going to Sephora with my work friend.&lt;br /&gt;3. ... plan to have discussion with roomate over my frustrations with him.&lt;br /&gt;4. ... probably won't do much actually work.&lt;br /&gt;5. ... read some new blogs, including... &lt;a href="http://wdwd.blogspot.com/"&gt;Junebugg's Blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, I will...&lt;br /&gt;1. ... workout.&lt;br /&gt;2. ... read more blogs.&lt;br /&gt;3. ... pick up my dry cleaning.&lt;br /&gt;4. ... work on my neighborhood traffic calming issue.&lt;br /&gt;5. ... bring my lunch again (always eat healthier when I do).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-111894849960102586?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/111894849960102586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=111894849960102586&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/111894849960102586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/111894849960102586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2005/06/yesterday-today-and-tomorrow.html' title='Yesterday, Today, and Tomorrow'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-111893197373647257</id><published>2005-06-17T09:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T14:47:03.870-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Dress - the policy, the abusers, the uselessness</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Let me just say right now that I love the business casual dress policy. I am glad that they turn it into to the summer dress policy for three months. I love being able to wear clothes that are more in tune with the weather. But, I have to say some people push it too far. The policy was driven primarily legend has it by the woman who was second in charge of the department. She was stickler for the rules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Policy &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Basically to summarize, it is: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;No denim pants&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;no capris&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;no sweatpants&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;no shorts&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;no t-shirts&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;no tank tops&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;no tube or halter tops&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;no mini skirts&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;no spaghetti-strap/sundress (unless covered by a sweater/jacket)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;no sneakers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;no flip-flops&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;no beach-type sandals&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, what's the problem?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Let's start at the top...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Capris &lt;/u&gt;-- what is that about? I love capri pants. So how does one define capri pants? If they come to mid-calf are they capris or just cropped pants? If they come to just below the knee or shorter, then they are capris? Below are what the magazine called cropped pants, not capris. I thought they were capris -- so legal or not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/217/2927/640/capri.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/217/2927/320/capri.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sandals&lt;/u&gt; So, sandals are allowed, but not flip-flops or beach type sandals. Pretty clear? Not really...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These ones are a no. They look beachy and have rubber soles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/217/2927/640/sandals%20no2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/217/2927/320/sandals%20no2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And these are probably a no. Just too bare and thick soled for work. Maybe not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/217/2927/640/sandals%20no.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/217/2927/320/sandals%20no.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;These are a maybe. They are thongs, but I wouldn't call them flip-flops. And they are adorned. One of my co-workers wore a pair similar to these, but with a bit more sparkle and two people said they thought they were too beachy. I didn't think so. I thought they were pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/217/2927/640/sandals%20maybe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/217/2927/320/sandals%20maybe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sundresses&lt;/u&gt; Now for sundresses, it is still a bit tricky. Define sundress. And is the rule no sundresses or none with spaghetti straps -- not clearly written.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an obvious no...spaghetti straps...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/217/2927/640/sundress%20no.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/217/2927/320/sundress%20no.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a yes... nice fabric, professional and pretty. However, the catalog called it a sundress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/217/2927/640/sundress%20yes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/217/2927/320/sundress%20yes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;And probably another yes... It is not spaghetti-strapped, a good length, but it does look like something for a picnic. I would wear it to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/217/2927/640/sundress%20yes2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/217/2927/320/sundress%20yes2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;We have one woman in admin who always breaks the rules. And it wouldn't matter so much if it didn't make her look even worse. The other day, she wore a razorback tank top with a regular bra, so the straps showed. Now, I know that is popular with teenagers, but she's about 40 years old. She has worn capris at least once. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;However, even when she basically meets dress code, she can be a bit of a disaster sometimes. She has some great clothes, but sometimes they just don't fit right. The other day, she wore a white t-shirt (border-line appropriate), but all you really saw were her nipples staring at you. Very distracting. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Now, in my last office, I had a woman who always met dress code, but dear lord, she almost always looks terrible. She's in her early 50s and really nice. But, somehow she thinks wearing pastel lime green corduroy pants with a pink and lime green top is good. Plus, she has the pastel lime shoes. (It might work okay if they were exactly the same shade. But, that it next to impossible.) Anyway she was like a walking disaster zone in pastels. Whenever she wore anything that was flattering at all, I tried to tell her. Most things were too tight or too ugly to tell you the truth.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The honest truth is that I really don't care too much what anyone else wears (after all, not my business). I am bothered by the nipple shirt. However, the problem is in part of the department they don't enforce the dress code at all. When I first joined the office years ago, I took my cue from other women in the office who had been there longer. They didn't provide copies of nor recite the exact rules of summer dress. So, I wore capris and the next thing I knew I was in the supervisor's office being reprimanded. Yet, the other older employee just kept wearing them. I was angry. The supervisor in this office did say something to the admin woman, so I feel like enforcement is somewhat even.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So, it's with annoyance (and a bit of envy) I watch others stride by in their cropped pants in the rest of the department. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I don't think the dress code makes people dress professionally. Either they will or they won't. Even if they technically don't meet dress code, they can still look very unprofessional. By trying to be specific, they have only made things worse.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Anyway, that's my current rant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-111893197373647257?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/111893197373647257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=111893197373647257&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/111893197373647257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/111893197373647257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2005/06/summer-dress-policy-abusers.html' title='Summer Dress - the policy, the abusers, the uselessness'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-111893006868099348</id><published>2005-06-16T09:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T10:08:46.603-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Co-Worker Blues -- Can I smack her?</title><content type='html'>Okay, I just read about being careful about blogging about work and I'm going to do it anyway. I have a co-worker who is making me crazy. She's a few years older than me and tries to come across as a damn saint here at the office. She works overtime, but she doesn't need to be comped for it. Of course, she's available via telephone on her days off. While on vacation with her son, she will of course be stopping by the New York Office to check messages. And she's always checking her e-mail. Behind the boss' back, she talks about how she dislikes her, but then she is so sickingly nice to her that it seems obvious to me. She comes in early, so she's here at the same time or before the boss. But, when she leaves early, even when we are teaching class, nobody notices. So, she irritates me considerably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, we do the same job. So, when she is not here, I can handle whatever comes our way. If she was invaluable, I could see her needing to do some of these items. She is not my boss, just my team lead. She has no impact on my performance appraisal. Technically, I believe I am actually better at most parts of our job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, they are getting ready to finally announce a full-time permanent position for our jobs. It will be a higher pay grade (government speak for promotion) and better salary. The boss sees my co-worker coming in early, willing to not take comp time, acting like she knows everything about our system, and that she constantly in touch. So, it looks like she would be better. She is definitely better at the politics of the department than I am. However, when people need help, they usually prefer to have me. Most staff seem to believe that I am better at helping them. I also consider myself a better teacher for our classes. I am much more thorough than she is and am able to reach many different kinds of students. She treats it like a presentation, instead of a training and there is a difference. She also has zero organizational or writing skills. She hates doing written product for anything. I do know if she applies for the position, they will hire her because of what they see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, yesterday a friend I work with overhead my co-worker bad-mouthing me to the supervisor, saying I refuse to do this or that. I was pissed. I did not refuse outright. I said there was no reason to ever do it the way she wanted. I offered alternatives.  She didn't express a problem with my alternative.  I don't understand her issue. I never mention that I wait weeks to get feedback from her on written product or that I do all the written products for our area. I never mention when she leaves class earlier, although she is the first to complain when I can't get there earlier enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just do not like working with her. Especially since I now know, she is trying to undermine me for this position. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I just want to smack her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-111893006868099348?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/111893006868099348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=111893006868099348&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/111893006868099348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/111893006868099348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2005/06/co-worker-blues-can-i-smack-her.html' title='Co-Worker Blues -- Can I smack her?'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-111869992872798995</id><published>2005-06-13T17:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T17:58:48.736-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Flying -- The Ultimate High</title><content type='html'>Jay (my boyfriend) took me flying last weekend. He is a licensed pilot. He wanted to fly F16s for the military, but he's color-blind. (Let me tell you - I don't think he ever got over it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;But, he loves to fly&lt;/span&gt;. This is one of the first times he's shared part of his world with me. So, that made it special within itself. He was so excited and really wanted me to enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I helped with the pre-flight checklist and got myself settled. I was a bit nervous and made a joke about nothing better happen to him, because I had no idea what to do. So, of course, he explained to me what I would need to do if something did. This did not assail my fears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plane was a small Cessna 152. With two seats only, it's a bit of a tight squeeze. He put me in charge of the GPS monitor and writing stuff down. Once we got up in the air, it was breathtaking. To soar over the trees and the clouds, it was amazing to see the land below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, due to the bizillion restrictions on airspace in the D.C. area, we couldn't fly over my house. I'm in the flight plan for DCA airport. Jay was also on the radio a lot as we switched from one tower to another and had to ask permission to enter different airspace. He told me how he misses the days it was easier to fly in this airspace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He allowed me to pilot the plane for a few minutes. I found it quite challenging. Unlike a car, you don't have to worry about it going forward -- it will as long as the engines are running. But, you do have the additional problem of the altitude. I struggled with maintaining our heading while maintaining the altitude. And to tell you the truth, I found it a bit overwhelming. He asked if I wanted to learn to pilot and I was honest. Why should I learn when I have him to be my personal pilot? Plus, I didn't find it enjoyable enough to put that much time and effort into becoming a pilot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say I loved it. And I was so happy that he included me in something in his life. It was breathtaking views of Virginia, Maryland and the river in between. It was an awesome way to spend an afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;________________________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On a side note, I did find out that his family doesn't know I exist. We've been dating almost 8 months and his parents and siblings don't know I exist. Strange, huh? I swear...he's an odd duck.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-111869992872798995?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/111869992872798995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=111869992872798995&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/111869992872798995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/111869992872798995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2005/06/flying-ultimate-high.html' title='Flying -- The Ultimate High'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-111843730560902281</id><published>2005-06-10T16:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T17:14:35.906-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Romance Novels -- I Should Give Them Up!</title><content type='html'>Okay, so summer's here. My favorite time to sit outside and read. And right now, it's high romance season. But, I swear sometimes I feel I should give them up for the sheer frustration that they bring me. I don't want to think when I read, I want to feel. Unfortunately, afterwards, the feelings aren't quite the same as while I am reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romance &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/217/2927/640/weddingbellblues1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/217/2927/320/weddingbellblues1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl and guy meet -- there is some kind of big reason they can't be together - they solve the problem - they marry. There's no small, persistent problems. There are no doubts. There are no complications. They have all the time in the world for each other. Nothing makes them depressed or is too scary. By the end, they can talk about anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the guys are always amazing. They bring/send flowers. They talk about their feelings or if not then are extremely expressive in some other ways. They can't wait to get their hands on the woman they love. The men want to hold them and will stand up for them against anyone and anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all rather disgusting. Yet, I keep reading them. I lose myself in their world, imagining each character in my head and hoping that everything works out for them. And like all romance novels, it does - every time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I must be glutton for punishment.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-111843730560902281?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/111843730560902281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=111843730560902281&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/111843730560902281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/111843730560902281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2005/06/romance-novels-i-should-give-them-up.html' title='Romance Novels -- I Should Give Them Up!'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-111815296980120995</id><published>2005-06-07T10:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T10:51:26.630-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is so sad sometimes...</title><content type='html'>I don't know what it is going on, but&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; life has become so sad.&lt;/span&gt; I don't know how it happened, but suddenly I am reaching an age where people are starting to die. Not just old relatives I hardly know - that happened when I was a child. Now, it is people that I work with, people who I am friends with in my neighborhood. It's so strange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, a guy at one of the regional offices died. He and his wife were killed in a car accident. How random. He was an older guy, nearing retirement. A nice man, who struggled with some of the changes that my office was making, but he was learning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I was at a neighborhood meeting and found out that an elderly gentleman that attends neighborhood watch with me had died. He tried to attend on a fairly regular basis. He seemed just fine when I saw him in April. He was a Scottish gentleman with the most amusing cadence to his voice. He just seemed so healthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this morning, one of my favorite neighbors called and told me that his wife had passed away yesterday. I was just shocked. Even though I knew she had been ill, it was still shocking. And he called me to apologize for missing the meeting last night. I told him it was not a problem at all. Then he tells me about his wife. And all I could say was that I was sorry, just so sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each of these people I did not know well. It just hurts that they are gone. I fear that my family is next. My great grandmother is actually 94 years old. She's in a nursing home now and they don't expect her to go home. She looks like she is all veins, skins and bones. And she hates not being able to live at her own home anymore. She hates being in a setting where is dependent on others. My mama (Dad's mother) is not doing well either. She is having a hard time taking care of herself, but refuses to discuss moving into senior complex where she could have some assistance. I just fear the next call will be about one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I fear even more is something like the car accident -- unprepared, unable to say goodbye to anyone. The sheer randomness of it -- that is the hard part. You never know who is next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a strange day so far.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-111815296980120995?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/111815296980120995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=111815296980120995&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/111815296980120995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/111815296980120995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2005/06/life-is-so-sad-sometimes.html' title='Life is so sad sometimes...'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-111806718240484788</id><published>2005-06-06T10:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T10:24:33.266-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm slipping back...</title><content type='html'>That's right. I am slipping back into my addiction. At first, the drugs kept it at bay. I avoided places where it was readily available. I was stoic in the face of temptation. I thought I could hide from the pressure. I thought I could deal with my life without my vice. Now, I've been kicked off the drugs -- all the friends are doing it around me. My boyfriend is even having the occasional one. Everyone seems to have forgotten, including me, how hard it was to kick the last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I was wrong. Again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the third time in the past 5 years, my attempt at smoking is faltering. The last two times I tried to quit, I didn't make it more than 6 months or so. And it's been just over 5 months. I broke down on the way home last Thursday and bought a pack. I had three cigarettes on Thursday, four or five on Friday (a friend came by and had a few with me), and then another six or seven on Saturday. By Sunday, I had to buy another pack. And I smoked like eight of them. I can't stop myself. It's so much easier than the alternative. My cravings were kicking in. I needed something to help me kill off the edge. So, I smoked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And I hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm going to try to keep it under control. See if I can go without for the whole work day. I wish I could get away with being a social smoker or just having one or two a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may have to pick up some patches. Right now, I think it's mostly psychological. I just need to push myself. I need to stop. One day at a time. Hopefully, when I start to exercise again, it will be easier to quit. I hope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-111806718240484788?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/111806718240484788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=111806718240484788&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/111806718240484788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/111806718240484788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2005/06/im-slipping-back.html' title='I&apos;m slipping back...'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-111772818727336198</id><published>2005-06-02T17:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T17:25:35.640-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I found this just browsing on the internet.  I can't remember who's blog it was -- sorry!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;table border cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="400" align="center" border="1" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#66ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You May Be a Bit Borderline ...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/disorder/courtney-love.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your mood swings make a roller coaster look tame!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're up, you're a little bit crazy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you're down, your whole world is crashing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scary thing is, these moods can change by the minute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/personalitydisorderquiz/"&gt;What Personality Disorder Are You?&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-111772818727336198?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/111772818727336198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=111772818727336198&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/111772818727336198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/111772818727336198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-found-this-just-browsing-on-internet.html' title=''/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-111772504481418013</id><published>2005-06-02T11:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T11:32:10.323-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Madagascar Review</title><content type='html'>Thought I would share with all of you my thoughts on the new movie "&lt;a href="http://www.madagascar-themovie.com/"&gt;Madagascar&lt;/a&gt;." On Memorial Day, I took a 4-year old girl, a 6-year old girl, and a 8-year old boy to see the movie. I have taken them to almost every cartoon movie for the past 3 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would give it 4 stars (out of a possible 5). Not as good as Shrek or The Lion King, but much better than Shark Tales. Up there with Aladdin and Pocahontas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each character is well done. I would have liked for Gloria, the hippo, to have had more lines, as she is hilarious. The giraffe was quite amusing, but his story line isn't really followed through with. And Alex the lion is a bit annoying, but everyone has friends like him. The Penguins are the best. Very funny -- listen carefully to their lines. They really make the movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penguins - Show Stealers &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/217/2927/640/penguins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/217/2927/320/penguins.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The action is good. The dialogue is great - lots of movie references. The kids thought it was funny, but so did I. We all jumped in a few places, but it wasn't too scary. None of the kids had to go to the bathroom - which is my gauge of a good film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I highly recommend this movie for everyone. For adults, I would even pay to see it at the theater -- although probably only as a matinee as it is not that long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-111772504481418013?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/111772504481418013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=111772504481418013&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/111772504481418013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/111772504481418013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2005/06/madagascar-review.html' title='Madagascar Review'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-111650999852110691</id><published>2005-06-01T09:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T09:18:12.396-04:00</updated><title type='text'>100 Things You Didn't Know</title><content type='html'>Here's my first attempt at one of these lists. It shouldn't be too hard. I take it back...It is difficult to par down experiences and my life into short sentences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I'm the oldest of four children.&lt;br /&gt;2. My dad was in the Army - I'm a military brat.&lt;br /&gt;3. I was 5 foot, 7 inches tall in 6th grade.&lt;br /&gt;4. I am the only person in my immediate family who has a college degree.&lt;br /&gt;5. I am the only one of my grandparents' 30 some odd grandchildren with a master's degree.&lt;br /&gt;6. I took 5 years to complete my undergraduate degree.&lt;br /&gt;7. I have been trapezing.&lt;br /&gt;8. I took a rifle class in graduate school.&lt;br /&gt;9. My hair color isn't naturally red, but I believe it should be, so I make it so.&lt;br /&gt;10. I love crappy romance novels.&lt;br /&gt;11. As a child, I read every book every published about panda bears.&lt;br /&gt;12. As an adult, I can spend hours just watching panda bears -- something about them fascinates me.&lt;br /&gt;13. My favorite feature is my hair.&lt;br /&gt;14. I broke my leg when I was 3 or 4 years old playing bumper cars on the slide.&lt;br /&gt;15. It was actually the second break of that leg -- they found an old, never treated break from when I wrapped my legs around a chair and tipped it back.&lt;br /&gt;16. I broke my elbow standing on a basketball.&lt;br /&gt;17. The only anesthesia that I have ever had was for wisdom teeth removal.&lt;br /&gt;18. I attended at least 6 different schools as a child.&lt;br /&gt;19. I had my first alcoholic beverage at 11 years old in Germany.&lt;br /&gt;20. I went to college in Indiana.&lt;br /&gt;21. I once dyed my hair chestnut brown -- what a mistake.&lt;br /&gt;22. I have kissed over 60 guys in my life.&lt;br /&gt;23. My mother is 20 years older than me.&lt;br /&gt;24. My mother's parents are 50 years older than me.&lt;br /&gt;25. I had my first pair of high heels in 5th grade.&lt;br /&gt;26. I went to graduate school in Illinois.&lt;br /&gt;27. I love to travel.&lt;br /&gt;28. I have hiked all over Manchu Pichu in Peru.&lt;br /&gt;29. I stayed at the most romantic hotel on a inverted volcanic lake in Guatemala (we had to take a boat to get to the hotel).&lt;br /&gt;30. I sunbathed topless at Caesar's Palace.&lt;br /&gt;31. I once went to shooting range on a date.&lt;br /&gt;32. My first kiss was at age 12 with a boy who was 16.&lt;br /&gt;33. My first date was at a Chinese restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;34. My first boyfriend was a year younger than me.&lt;br /&gt;35. My first celebrity crush was on Rick Springfield, when he sang "Jessie's Girl."&lt;br /&gt;36. I went on motorcycle rides with my father and his friends before I turned 5 years old. (I was one of the tallest kids, so the guys didn't mind taking me.)&lt;br /&gt;37. I graduated number 65 out of 365 students in my high school class.&lt;br /&gt;38. I have a slight skin allergy to tomatoes.&lt;br /&gt;39. I lived in Germany for about 8 years of my childhood.&lt;br /&gt;40. I weighed over 50 pounds less than I do now when I was in high school, yet I never thought I was thin.&lt;br /&gt;41. I have a best friend I still keep in touch with from seventh grade.&lt;br /&gt;42. I have known my best friend who I see on a weekly basis since I was a sophomore in high school.&lt;br /&gt;43. When I was little, I told my mom I wanted to president of the United States.&lt;br /&gt;44. I went to Berlin with the Girl Scouts (before the wall came down).&lt;br /&gt;45. I almost got gored by a cow in the Swiss Alps as a child.&lt;br /&gt;46. I went to Mardi Gras once and did earn my beads from a balcony.&lt;br /&gt;47. The longest I have every lived in one city is 5 years.&lt;br /&gt;48. The longest I have lived in one apartment/house is 3.5 years.&lt;br /&gt;49. I bought my first home three years ago.&lt;br /&gt;50. This is the first home I've lived in that someone in my family has owned.&lt;br /&gt;51. I am an avid gardener.&lt;br /&gt;52. My favorite flowers are roses and tulips.&lt;br /&gt;53. I love herbal tea.&lt;br /&gt;54. African Bush Tea or roobious is my favorite store bought tea.&lt;br /&gt;55. Lemongrass is my favorite home grown tea.&lt;br /&gt;56. I grew so much zucchini the past two years that I still have some frozen in my freezer.&lt;br /&gt;57. I am growing brussel sprouts even though I don't eat them.&lt;br /&gt;58. I love home grown vegetables.&lt;br /&gt;59. I am growing pumpkins this year just for Halloween.&lt;br /&gt;60. I have done all the landscaping on my property and I love it.&lt;br /&gt;61. I do believe in survival of the fittest in the garden and I try not to coddle plants.&lt;br /&gt;62. My garden sculptures are all about cats, women or squirrels.&lt;br /&gt;63. I love to cook.&lt;br /&gt;64. I just started cooking seven years ago.&lt;br /&gt;65. I just started eating broccoli 10 years ago, but only on pizza until 5 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;66. I just started eating artichokes 6 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;67. I just started eating tofu 5 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;68. I just started eating bell peppers 4 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;69. I just started eating sweet potatoes 3 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;70. I just started eating goat cheese 2 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;71. Two years ago, I found I love butternut squash and pumpkin soups.&lt;br /&gt;72. Last year, I started eating cheeses from around the world.&lt;br /&gt;73. And this year, I started eating Thai food - anything with peanut sauce.&lt;br /&gt;74. I hate beets and radishes.&lt;br /&gt;75. Although I don't know how else to eat it, I do enjoy rhubarb and strawberry pie and jelly.&lt;br /&gt;76. I learned to cook by selling Pampered Chef -- they send you videos and free recipes.&lt;br /&gt;77. I never made any money at Pampered Chef -- just spent it on their products.&lt;br /&gt;78. My first job was at 15 years old -- bus girl at a country club.&lt;br /&gt;79. I couldn't find a job for the first three months of college.&lt;br /&gt;80. So, I took a job as a Santa Helper at the mall.&lt;br /&gt;81. I went on to be a Santa Helper for three years in a row and worked two seasons with the Easter Bunny.&lt;br /&gt;82. I once met Sharon Pratt Dixon, a former mayor of Washington, D.C.&lt;br /&gt;83. My mother used to tell people when I was little that I wasn't bossy, I just had better ideas than everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;84. I volunteered at the National organization for Women when I was in high school.&lt;br /&gt;85. The past few years, I have volunteered with the American Red Cross, the Linus Project and the local homeless shelter.&lt;br /&gt;86. I marched in the 1992 and 2004 March for Women's Rights in Washington, D.C.&lt;br /&gt;87. My parents raised me in the Southern Baptist Faith.&lt;br /&gt;88. I consider myself an agnostic.&lt;br /&gt;89. I love TV- always have - probably because of the cultural significance placed upon it.&lt;br /&gt;90. All my favorite shows keep leaving the air, including Dawson's Creek, Buffy the Vampire Slayer, and Cupid.&lt;br /&gt;91. My never miss shows now are Desperate Housewives, Alias, Smallville, and Extreme Home Makeover.&lt;br /&gt;92. I cry at every episode of Extreme Home Makeover.&lt;br /&gt;93. I love to read.&lt;br /&gt;94. I will read just about anything - the backs of cereal boxes even.&lt;br /&gt;95. My day doesn't feel right if I don't read my Washington Post.&lt;br /&gt;96. I can't stand network television news.&lt;br /&gt;97. My favorite childhood book was "Charlotte's Web."&lt;br /&gt;98. My favorite adult series is Harry Potter -- huge fan.&lt;br /&gt;99. I did meet Gloria Steinem at a university speaking engagement.&lt;br /&gt;100. I have her autograph two of her books for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-111650999852110691?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/111650999852110691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=111650999852110691&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/111650999852110691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/111650999852110691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2005/06/100-things-you-didnt-know.html' title='100 Things You Didn&apos;t Know'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-111763592330871612</id><published>2005-06-01T04:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T16:43:03.003-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Exercise, Weight Loss, and Smoking</title><content type='html'>Okay...So, my plans are falling apart. I had high hopes for this year. I wanted to quit smoking, lose 20 - 25 pounds, and start exercising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what happened? My life as usual!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Smoking&lt;/span&gt; -- I did okay from January until a few weeks ago. I was on Zyban and the patch -- then the damn insurance people said they wouldn't pay for any more of it. So, I'm on my own. Everyone I know is still smoking -- despite pledges from several to be supportive. Even Jay smokes occasionally -- and you know what he said to me the other day -- well, just smoke one a day. I just looked at him. If that was an option, don't you think I would have done that? Smoking is an addiction for me. And I am having major cravings. I've had about 20 cigarettes in the past month. I dug out one last Zyban pill - probably not the wisest idea but I need to take the edge off somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Losing Weight&lt;/span&gt; - I am plateauting -- no matter what I eat or how much I exercise. I seem to keep the same weight. Since I started this pledge in the middle of April, I've lost nothing!!! Very frustrating. I do know I've been exercising more. Maybe I'm eating more, too. I hate monitoring my food -- it makes me nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/217/2927/640/1bike7-med.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/217/2927/320/1bike7-med.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Exercise - Before the accident I was up to 3 or 4 workouts per week. Now, I'm down to pretty much nothing. I did go lift weights yesterday and am going to try the exercise ball at the house tonight. My workout buddy and I are going next week to the gym and I'm trying the bikes there. Figured they wouldn't be that much of a strain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a cigarette!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-111763592330871612?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/111763592330871612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=111763592330871612&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/111763592330871612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/111763592330871612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2005/06/exercise-weight-loss-and-smoking.html' title='Exercise, Weight Loss, and Smoking'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-111756261452762950</id><published>2005-05-31T14:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T14:03:34.566-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend in a Nut Shell</title><content type='html'>My weekend was busy and my injuries were slowing me down.  I did get some productive things done and relaxed a bit.  Here's it all in a nut shell-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt; -&lt;/span&gt; Needed to rest more.  Went to a party one night, had friends over another night. My knees are killing me today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt; -&lt;/span&gt; Uncluttered the front yard.  My roommate helped me a bit with the heavier work. I replanted two bushes, put in three new ones, and put in watermelon and pumpkin seed. Got all three trellises put in, including one that I painted blue on Saturday.  We got all the bags of dirt to the curb and a new veggie bed outlined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;T -&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Took My Bike in for service from the accident.  Need new rear tire and 1 new shifter -- $200 estimate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt; -&lt;/span&gt; Sat through Madadascar with newphew, niece and family's foster child. Pretty good flick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;H &lt;/span&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; Hosted a small BBQ for friends on Sunday night.  Had margaritas, chicken, baked beans (with bacon on top), rosemary potatoes (rosemary from my garden), salad (with aragula from my garden), stars and stripes mini funnel cakes, and bok choy with asparagus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt; -&lt;/span&gt; Errands - Post Office (for stamps and a Victoria's Secrety refund), Michael's (for mosiac tile supplies), Lowe's (Dirt, bags, and trellis holders), Eye Doctor (got new lenses in my glasses), Goodwill (donated extras from yard sale)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt; -&lt;/span&gt; Looked over some job announcements and found I needed the internet to complete all of them.  Hit a dead end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;L &lt;/span&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; Lost time in multiple discussions with my family this weekend, including my brother.  He and his wife are divorcing he announced over the weekend. So, the family is in an uproar over what to do.  None of us really liked her that much anyway.  But, he is hurting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for checking in on the nut shell of events.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-111756261452762950?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/111756261452762950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=111756261452762950&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/111756261452762950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/111756261452762950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2005/05/weekend-in-nut-shell.html' title='Weekend in a Nut Shell'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-111703408167849514</id><published>2005-05-25T11:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T11:32:20.726-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Update -- Weekend of 5/20</title><content type='html'>Sorry I have been off for a few days. I don't have e-mail access at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to be in on Monday, May 23, but I had to call in sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? On Sunday, I had a bike accident. I now have a sprained left foot, a sprained right knee, contusions, and scrapes on my elbows. Needless to say, I spent the past two days laying on my couch, icing my foot and generally just taking it easy. And I was bored to death. That is long time to doing nothing. Basically, if I couldn't reach it, I just had to deal. And I couldn't get anything done. Gratefully, I had a productive weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt; - RDO (meaning Regular Day Off). Rained most of the day, so I did some cleaning and ran some errands. Met up with my grandparents at the mall for dinner. They are visiting the area with their church and wanted to meet up with my sister and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Saturday &lt;/span&gt;- Set up for yard sale. Started on putting in side flower bed, while roommate William watched the sale. I spent two hours digging in the dirt and basically got just one plant in. I had to rush to get cleaned up, so I could pick up my niece at 11:45 a.m. I took her to a Teddy Bear Picnic at a local park. I signed us up months ago. It was fun, but also a bit trying. She's not really a very good listener. I did try to look at some crafts in a store on park property, but she was just cranky by then, so I gave up. She was asleep within two minutes of getting into the car. Got her back to the house and she wouldn't lay back down. My sister ran to pick up my grandparents in D.C. and I started dinner. My niece helped and she actually was helpful. We had a nice dinner with the grandparents. I went for a walk after dinner with the niece. Then, we all went to my nephew's ball game. The boyfriend called just as the game was ending and he met me at my place. He got there about 10:30 p.m and I was beat. So, we just watched TV for a minute and then went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt; - Spent some lazy time with him in the early hours. Then, met the girls for brunch. B, Rose and I are planning a trip to the Galapagos islands, so we met to try to start figuring things out. We decided to invite B's cousin to be the fourth member of our group. (She has accepted.) We did decide on an 8 day cruise and I am glad to hear that we are all on agreement that we don't need to fanciest ship, but we don't want bugs either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did more yard work on Sunday afternoon. First, I had to do more cultivating. I moved an azalea from the shade to a sunnier place. I dug a 50-year old rose bush out the ground and moved it. What a nightmare. The roots were so long and I could get to them because of the location of the rose bush. I ended up chopping of some of the roots, splitting the plant into two bushes and transplanting them. I hope they survive. I still need to buy one more trellis. I had wanted to get more transplanting done. I still need to put more veggies in, but alas now I can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Anne came over on Sunday evening to go for a bike ride. We had only gone about 1/2 mile when I fell. Somehow, I was trying to shift gears and transition from the street to the side walk, I ended up falling over. I messed up the bike pretty good - the back wheel is bent and now won't turn. I am not sure if the brakes are right or not. Something is definitely wrong with the shifters. I am going to take it in later this week when someone is over to help me. I am sure it's a couple hundred dollars in damage-- I hope not, but it looks bad in places. (Of course, I've only had the bike for a bit over a month and I have put less than 25 miles on it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt; morning in the emergency room. The x-ray on my foot wasn't quite normal, but they just diagnosed a sprain. The knee x-ray was normal, but definitely swollen. It seems to hurt mostly when I've been leaning on it too much.   So, I iced both and laid on the couch when I got home.   My sister spent most of the day with me, which I really did appreciate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Annoyance of the weekend&lt;/span&gt; (beside obvious) -- When the sale ended, William just packed everything up and brought it back in the house.  He knows where Goodwill is -- why he couldn't drop things off, I have no idea.  Now, it's all in my living room.  Yet, I really can't deal with it right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better go. I'll keep you updated!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-111703408167849514?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/111703408167849514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=111703408167849514&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/111703408167849514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/111703408167849514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2005/05/quick-update-weekend-of-520.html' title='Quick Update -- Weekend of 5/20'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-111650946895542581</id><published>2005-05-19T09:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T09:33:27.820-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Star Wars Opening Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;In honor of the fact that I am attending the Star Wars: Revenge of the Sith movie tonight, I have found my Star Wars Name. Now, if only they did what creature would belong to me! If I didn't have to work today, I would have gone to the midnight opening last night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I don't care what anyone says -- I am excited about this movie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Your Star Wars Name and Title&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/swname/swname.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Your Star Wars Name: Amaba Hueva&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Star Wars Title: Nottul of Aerdna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/starwarsname/"&gt;Your Star Wars Name and Title&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-111650946895542581?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/111650946895542581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=111650946895542581&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/111650946895542581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/111650946895542581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2005/05/star-wars-opening-day.html' title='Star Wars Opening Day'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-111633982261732756</id><published>2005-05-17T10:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T18:04:33.793-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Googlism-- Have You Seen This?</title><content type='html'>I got this from &lt;a href="http://swanseagirl.blogspot.com/"&gt;Maria&lt;/a&gt;. Although I don't use my real name on this site, I did the original search with my real first name, then I switched it when I moved it over here. Basically, it supposedly pulls together any comments made with your name in them. It was a bit jumbled, so I did clean it up. I also removed the more offensive parts as this is not a porn site. Hope you enjoy anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Googlism for: Corona&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corona is ready and waiting for &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(what -- I don't know what I'm waiting for either?!?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Corona is pretty or &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;(thank you!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corona is awed by the fisher &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(hmmm...The fisher....The fisherman?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful eyes of Corona is awesome &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Thanks...I like them too. A good shade of blue!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Corona is cool &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(I used to be, but not sure I qualify as much anymore.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corona is an outdated version &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(of what I don't know, but I wouldn't be surprised)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corona is the coolest photo &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Thanks. I'd rather take the photo than be in it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Corona is lookin good &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(I hope so.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corona is currently having a small rebellion against the sheer &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(the sheer...What am I not getting my hair cut often enough? OR is this because I hate to wear pantyhose?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Corona is a bad mother &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Wouldn't know ... I don't have any kids, may never have them)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Corona is by vixen69 &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(okay, what does that get me?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Corona is here &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(as in everywhere or just meaning in the moment)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Corona is going to wrestlemania &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Not unless you paid me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Corona is a vivacious young English diva girl &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Not English, Not Young, Not a Diva, but I'll take the Vivacious!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Corona is ready and waiting for your hard &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(For Jay's anyway!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corona is amazed &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(I like to think it's difficult to amaze me, but nature often does)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Corona is pretty or ugly? Unspecified from newsletter &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(I hope I get a vote)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Corona is pretty or ugly? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Please vote for pretty)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Corona is now hosted at sourceforge &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(I always enjoy being hosted.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Corona is the sexiest &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(thanks, I try)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Corona is an outdated version &amp; should be removed to&lt;br /&gt;Corona is the coolest&lt;br /&gt;Corona is the advanced Maryland automatic network disk archiver&lt;br /&gt;Corona is available for &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(parties, enterntainment, a new job)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corona is very clear&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; (I try to be!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corona is currently having a small rebellion against the sheer amount of uni work she has to do and has decided that ficcing is the most effective form of &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(A rebellion - cool!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Corona is so cool&lt;br /&gt;Corona is really funny&lt;br /&gt;Corona is the coolest and from mars &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(I thought I was from Venus?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Corona is a great show &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(oh, no - who's watching?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Corona is also part of the childrens clinics nutritional therapy outreach service which provides complementary medicine to residents of government&lt;br /&gt;Corona is 5 stories tall and is one of the oldest buildings in my city &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(I'm tall, but not that tall!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Corona is a chocolate point Siamese cat with stories &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(I wish - cats have it made)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Corona is an enthusiastic honor&lt;br /&gt;Corona is seeded 7 at toronto&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; (Yet another sports thing I don't understand)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Corona is to instrument a large volume of ice with photomultiplier tubes&lt;br /&gt;Corona is in good company wearing her mini dress in purple &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(purple - I don't think so!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corona is designed to handle large numbers of clients and data&lt;br /&gt;Corona is optimized to take advantage of tape drives&lt;br /&gt;Corona is an array of devices for detecting muons and neutrinos&lt;br /&gt;Corona is the most academically successful of her friends &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(thank you, I do have a master's degree)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Corona is completely unavailable &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(I am dating Jay!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Corona is in good health&lt;br /&gt;Corona is on long&lt;br /&gt;Corona is also available for stimulating keynotes and workshops which bring a deepened state of awareness to the workplace &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(I could do that!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Corona is running on freebsd and backing up to an overland 15&lt;br /&gt;Corona is done? some versions&lt;br /&gt;Corona is spunky&lt;br /&gt;Corona is a detector being constructed at the south pole&lt;br /&gt;Corona is a backup system designed to archive many computers on a network to a single large&lt;br /&gt;Corona is a bright&lt;br /&gt;Corona is to email her through the general much music email addressCorona is muchmusic's newest&lt;br /&gt;Corona is a film about an extraordinary horse and a boy named biddle&lt;br /&gt;Corona is ready and waiting for your hard cock&lt;br /&gt;Corona is well mannered &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Haven't been accused of that since I was little)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Corona is exactly 14 minutes old in this picture &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(wow - that was a long time ago)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Corona is a loving 13 &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Still a long time ago)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Corona is an incredible example of what people with a hearing loss can accomplish with the right kind of support&lt;br /&gt;Corona is pursuing her career as a jewel thief &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(if only, then I might have some really nice things)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corona is sooo funny sometimes&lt;br /&gt;Corona is 16 years old and lives in arizona and is quite used to the blazing heat &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(no - I 'm not and I don't and I'm not)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Corona is continuing to work with dr&lt;br /&gt;Corona is a network backup utility&lt;br /&gt;Corona is caught up in the American war of independence&lt;br /&gt;Corona is our oldest child &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(True!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Corona is still in a coma&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; (I hope not! I would think I'd have a better dream life)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Corona is a 13 year old teenager&lt;br /&gt;Corona is set up in a Georgetown mansion to entrap a fast &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(a fast what?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Corona is a network&lt;br /&gt;Corona is one of the more recent female pop idols that have been springing up ever since the spice girls hit it big &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Me, I think I'm a little too tall, too smart, and too off tune!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Corona is eating super blue green algae&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; (I haven't tried that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Corona is currently the largest operating detector for uhe muons&lt;br /&gt;Corona is a new "angel" cheerleader great to have you on our team &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Angel? Cheerleader? Neither have ever been me!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Corona is furious at finding out the news about her father's remarriage from a complete stranger &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Still have my original set!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corona is totally useless &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(I hope not!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Corona is a little panda bear who lives in the forest &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(My nickname used to be Panda)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Corona is using a completely new technique to study the universe&lt;br /&gt;Corona is presently a graduate student in education at lemoyne college in Syracuse &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(I do have a master's degree in education - but not Syracuse. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Corona is good&lt;br /&gt;Corona is very excited and surprised&lt;br /&gt;Corona is a native las vegan &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Nope - military brat!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Corona is the only person in the room &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(I am right now!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corona is finally coming home to the doulton family estate; but is she really Corona?&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; (A mystery for sure)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Corona is a recently deceased teenager who will come back to haunt you if you don't send her message out to as many people as you can &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Really, I'm not. I promise!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Corona is no exception&lt;br /&gt;Corona is an awesome player &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(At what I have no idea)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corona is dr&lt;br /&gt;Corona is brain &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(I was teased about that as a child)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corona is the story &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Don't we all hope to be that interesting?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Corona is trained and a formital opponent with the bat leth&lt;br /&gt;Corona is released&lt;br /&gt;Corona is going bye bye for a little while&lt;br /&gt;Corona is the bachelor's two choices&lt;br /&gt;Corona is ready and waiting for your hard cock trishaof alsscan&lt;br /&gt;Corona is steve &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(As far as I know, I'm me - a woman)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corona is a&lt;br /&gt;Corona is cool&lt;br /&gt;Corona is kreative&lt;br /&gt;Corona is awed by the fisher&lt;br /&gt;Corona is nude (not presently, but I have been)&lt;br /&gt;Corona is pretty or&lt;br /&gt;Corona is pretty or ugly?&lt;br /&gt;Corona is awesome&lt;br /&gt;Corona is naff&lt;br /&gt;Corona is going to have her pullthrough &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(hmmm?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Corona is the coolest photo&lt;br /&gt;Corona is one great cookie &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(thanks!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corona is dr hibbert &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(I've thought about getting a doctorate!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Corona is this you&lt;br /&gt;Corona is §sexy&lt;br /&gt;Corona is a retard &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(I hate that expression and that word.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Corona is leaving&lt;br /&gt;Corona is a beautiful girl&lt;br /&gt;Corona is amazed&lt;br /&gt;Corona is in need of a loving home in KS/MO &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Not a big fan of either state)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Corona is a windows puzzle&lt;br /&gt;Corona is queen of backups &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Part of my job is to be sure these are occurring)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Corona is lookin good&lt;br /&gt;Corona is ready and&lt;br /&gt;Corona is back&lt;br /&gt;Corona is the best&lt;br /&gt;Corona is votzen celebrita nuda&lt;br /&gt;Corona is blackporn japanese geisha&lt;br /&gt;Corona is run&lt;br /&gt;Corona is great&lt;br /&gt;Corona is ready and waiting for&lt;br /&gt;Corona is hiding at the pirate shop &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Doesn't that just sound fun?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Corona is snow sexx torture&lt;br /&gt;Corona is pretty or&lt;br /&gt;Corona is an outdated version&lt;br /&gt;Corona is lookin good&lt;br /&gt;Corona is amazed&lt;br /&gt;Corona is cool&lt;br /&gt;Corona is dead&lt;br /&gt;Corona is the sexiest&lt;br /&gt;Corona is the coolest&lt;br /&gt;Corona is a sexy sweetheart&lt;br /&gt;Corona is a person of broad and diverse interests and&lt;br /&gt;Corona is available for&lt;br /&gt;Corona is a graduate of rufus king high school where she was a 3 year varsity player for the generals&lt;br /&gt;Corona is a mommy &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(not yet, maybe never)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Corona is a windows puzzle / arcade game&lt;br /&gt;Corona is nasty&lt;br /&gt;Corona is a chartered occupational psychologist&lt;br /&gt;Corona is an enthusiastic honor&lt;br /&gt;Corona is married and tells janey she most definitely can not come to dinner&lt;br /&gt;Corona is a network&lt;br /&gt;Corona is 2 good 2 miss and has awarded her album "angel" a 4 &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Again - not an angel)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Corona is the dean of freshmen at samford university&lt;br /&gt;Corona is an array of devices for detecting muons and neutrinos&lt;br /&gt;Corona is a backup system designed to archive many computers on a network to a single largeCorona is designed to handle large numbers of clients and data&lt;br /&gt;C orona is optimized to take advantage of tape drives&lt;br /&gt;Corona is student of the year&lt;br /&gt;Corona is now 11lbs 4oz &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(maybe at 2 months - I was 10 pounds, 3 oz. at birth!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Corona is rather complex&lt;br /&gt;Corona is the coolest photo&lt;br /&gt;Corona is sam &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(I did want to be called Samantha for awhile as teenager)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Corona is the whole package &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(somehow, this just sounds like a nice thing to say!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Corona is kreative&lt;br /&gt;Corona is in love with her new neighbor &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(he is rather hot)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Corona is stoic in icy weather&lt;br /&gt;Corona is perfect for the character of samantha&lt;br /&gt;Corona is finally gone forever&lt;br /&gt;Corona is a sexy sweetheart &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Like this one, too)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Corona is the sexiest&lt;br /&gt;Corona is ready&lt;br /&gt;Corona is a person of broad and diverse interests and&lt;br /&gt;Corona is ok&lt;br /&gt;Corona is currently a midler studying communications at nu &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Finished my degree years ago)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Corona is around &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(at least it's not "been around")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Corona is now 13lbs 9oz and 27 inches long&lt;br /&gt;Corona is an enthusiastic honor&lt;br /&gt;Corona is designed to handle large numbers of clients and data&lt;br /&gt;Corona is playing a woman &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(I happen to be one, so it works)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Wasn't that weird? Just the strangest collection of stuff about me - some truths were found, but also a lot of junk. Hope you enjoyed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-111633982261732756?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/111633982261732756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=111633982261732756&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/111633982261732756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/111633982261732756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2005/05/googlism-have-you-seen-this.html' title='Googlism-- Have You Seen This?'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-111625838110572393</id><published>2005-05-16T13:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T13:07:05.746-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Events</title><content type='html'>Since I am so far behind, I am going to try to make up for it. Once a week or more of blogging -- I have so much to say and I never sit down to write it. So, now I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My weekend went like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Friday night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; -- I met the boyfriend and went to a graduate party for a friend's husband. It's strange how many people I know are graduating now (and they are all in their 30s like me). It's like a second wave. Had a good time at the party. All these FBI people who my friend works with and her husband's reserve friends, plus their neighbors and of course my friends' parents. So, a bit eclectic. Boyfriend, Jay, still seems to struggle with big crowds. I am not sure how to deal with him at parties yet. Since the party was closer to his house than mine, I could have stayed there. But, his place is frankly just not clean enough. I think I might catch something there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - Girls Day with Anne (a newish friend from work). We went to the local spa for pedicures. She had never had one before. They had an opening for a manicure while we were there, so I took advantage of it. While I love the serenity of the spa, I don't think the staff removes as much dead skin as the places at the mall. I am thinking of alternating the two -- it would certainly save me some money. It was $90 for a manicure and pedicure (including the tips). It was a bit over the top. The highlight of the morning was Anne's consultation with Ralph, my hairdresser. He is fabulous. And I think his ideas for her hair will work well. She's going back in two weeks for the actual cut -- I can't wait to see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anne and I then ran to the mall. I'm looking for slip covers and other things. No luck with the slip covers, but I did find a great Boulce jacket. On sale and in the right color. So very thrilled with that. I have been searching for one for several months now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to my place around 4 p.m., I chatted with Rose (my best friend). She and I had plans for Sunday, so she was just calling to confirm. I laid down and took a luxurious 2 hour nap -- wow, it was nice to just doze on a warm afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B (my other best friend) stopped by around 6:15 and I was in the midst of putting up a new thermostat. Can you believe I actually did it? I was able to remove the old one, label the wires, and attach the new one. I am so proud of me. Now, it did take me a hour because I couldn't get the dang screws in. Anyway, B and I chatted for a few hours and I got all caught up on her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I cleaned house - nothing too exciting. Just did all the floors -- put the kitchen and the bathroom rug in the washer. I tried to organize things. I cleared off some shelves. Fairly productive evening if I do say so myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boyfriend Jay showed up around 10:30 p.m. Totally surprised to see him. Thought he was not coming by. He had gone out with a friend earlier and didn't know when he would be free. He was supposed to call. Since he doesn't have a cell phone, he said he didn't feel like stopping to call. I was actually thrilled to see him. I was a bit icky looking as I had been cleaning all evening, so I got him settled on the couch and took a quick shower. We watched TV for a bit and then went to bed. I love sleeping with this man -- there is just something about snuggling up with him at night. And we had a great night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - I made breakfast for the two of us while he watched his Sunday morning talk shows. He loves those political shows. Then, I gave him a quick manicure. I love doing his nails -- getting them all cleaned up before I send him on his way. They look good and he loves having his hands rubbed. He then went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I quickly ran to Lowe's -- picked up some potting soil and other household items. I even picked up the final items for a craft project that I have wanted to do forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got back just in the nick of time. Rose arrived with her blanket, junk food, and craft projects. I threw my "Sands of Tatuwan" (annikan's home planet) mini fluted pineapple upside down cakes into the oven and we settled down for "&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Sloth Day* - Star Wars 2005&lt;/span&gt;." We watched Star Wars I, II, and IV in preparation for the arrival of Star Wars III this week. We did some craft, ate junk and talked all afternoon. It was a great time. B came by later in the afternoon and caught the end of IV. I hadn't seen IV in years, so it was interesting to get caught up on what the gap was between the new and old. The old definitely felt much shorter -- Rose thought it was due to the change in how they direct the camera angles. Most scenes were shot as rooms. Whereas now, the scenes are shown from multiple angles with more focus on the individual. Really amazing. I am now ready for Star Wars III.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Sloth Day is our term for this type of day. We basically pick a theme -- we've done Harry Potter, Lord of the Rings, Dr. Zhicago, and others. The foods is usually theme appropriate. Rose brought Wookie Chew (a combination of cashews and doritoes) to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that was the weekend in a nutshell. Overall, not to shabby.  Not as productive as I would like in some ways, but it was good to relax.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-111625838110572393?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/111625838110572393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=111625838110572393&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/111625838110572393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/111625838110572393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2005/05/weekend-events.html' title='Weekend Events'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-111446683651308854</id><published>2005-05-16T10:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T10:51:24.323-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on New Exercise Program/Weight Loss</title><content type='html'>Sorry it has been so long since I last did an entry.  I have had system problems galore -- my html editor finally works.  My IT guy installed some new JAVA thing and it fixed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As some may recall in &lt;a href="http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2005/04/losing-weight-my-way.html"&gt;my blog entry last month&lt;/a&gt;, I am working on losing some serious weight and health issues this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's been over a month now and I'm not doing too shabby thus far.   I haven't been losing much weight.  I actually set up a formal tracking record on my computer today.  I did this several years ago.  It looks as if in the past three years, I've lost over 15 pounds and then put back on all of it plus 5 more.  When I started this resolution last month, I was about 2 down from that 5 more I picked up the past two years.  So, I know I can do -- I've done it before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still consuming more chocolate and carbs than I would like.   I also snack too much.  I am a much healthier eater in general than I was three years ago.  I am trying to increase my calcium intake by drinking milk and/or eating yogurt every day.  I also eat more veggies than ever before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as working out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Week 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; - 4 times (Yoga, Gym-Elliptical, Biking)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Week 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; - 4 times (Yoga, Biking (2x), Gym-Elliptical) not counting the 1.25 hours of mowing the grass)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Week 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; - 2 times (Yoga, Gym-Treadmill), not counting the 20+ blocks of walking around NYC on Friday and Saturday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Week 4&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - 3 times (Yoga, Gym-Elliptical, Bike-8 miles)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have found it easier to not drink any soda except C2 since I recorded this in my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, weight loss has been less than 3 pounds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend at work is really helping to push me with the gym here.  We are trying to go three times a week.  This week it will probably be only twice since we will both be out on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can do this.  Just keep trying to remind myself why I am doing all this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2005/04/losing-weight-my-way.htmlmy"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-111446683651308854?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/111446683651308854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=111446683651308854&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/111446683651308854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/111446683651308854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2005/05/update-on-new-exercise-programweight.html' title='Update on New Exercise Program/Weight Loss'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052809.post-111282336294617940</id><published>2005-04-21T15:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T15:09:17.180-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bathroom Remodel</title><content type='html'>***HTML editor Not Working Still ****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of my regulars asked about me to update them on my &lt;a href="http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_coronaredroses_archive.html"&gt;Bathroom Remodeling &lt;/a&gt;from a few months ago. I got about half the photos back and decided to post them. I plan to finish the film off this weekend and should be able to post the final next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my contractor has finished the bathroom. I wrote the company the last check about a week after they started. It took a bit of extra time because I wasn't thrilled with the finish work. Still not 100%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what did I get for my almost $8000? See below for what it looked like before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was pretty bad. The worst was that water was seeping into the insulation around the window and the tile/tub edge. The floor tiles weren't evenly applied and had dirt ingrained between them. The toilet wobbled. And the sink set less than 2 inches from the tub -- so I lost many items down between the two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, originally it was purple -- and not cute purple. But a gross shade of lavender yuckiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the original bathroom with tile, ugly light, and small mirror. &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/217/2927/640/Bathroom%20Repair%20Before.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/217/2927/320/Bathroom%20Repair%20Before.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the before sink, toilet and floor. &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/217/2927/640/Bathroom%20Repair%20Before%201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/217/2927/320/Bathroom%20Repair%20Before%201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other side of the original tub. &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/217/2927/640/Bathroom%20Repair%20Before%20Tub.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/217/2927/320/Bathroom%20Repair%20Before%20Tub.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More of original bathroom. &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/217/2927/640/Bathroom%20Repair%20Before%20Overview.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/217/2927/320/Bathroom%20Repair%20Before%20Overview.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Under Construction&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they tore out the tub and tile, this was the bones of the back section of the tub area. Check out the gross rotten wood under the window. &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/217/2927/640/Bathroom%20Tub%20Under%20Repair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/217/2927/320/Bathroom%20Tub%20Under%20Repair.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is what was underneath the tub. See faucet hookups on right side. I had them get rid of all moldy insulation -- that is what's in the black trash bag. &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/217/2927/640/Bathroom%20Tub%20Underneath.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/217/2927/320/Bathroom%20Tub%20Underneath.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is where the toilet sat after they ripped out the original floor and toilet. This is the original 1952 tile - beautiful, but damaged. &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/217/2927/640/Bathroom%20toilet%20Underneath.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/217/2927/320/Bathroom%20toilet%20Underneath.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overview of torn out tub with the floor that was installed when I arrived. Can you believe they put those linoleum tiles over that beautiful original floor? &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/217/2927/640/Under%20Tub%20w%20Before%20Flooring.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/217/2927/320/Under%20Tub%20w%20Before%20Flooring.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;The New Bathroom Rises&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The window was torn out, frame included. They build me a new wood frame and put the window back in. Then, they started installing the tub and this is just part of the surround with the new showerhead pole above. &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/217/2927/640/Tub%20Surround%20Half%20Done.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/217/2927/320/Tub%20Surround%20Half%20Done.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other end half done. There are the old sink pipes on the right. I love the shelves in the surround. &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/217/2927/640/Tub%20Surround%20Other%20Half%20Done.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/217/2927/320/Tub%20Surround%20Other%20Half%20Done.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here you can see the new floor and you can see some of the new faucet. &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/217/2927/640/Floor%20and%20Tub%20Faucets%20In.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/217/2927/320/Floor%20and%20Tub%20Faucets%20In.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A closer look at the tub faucets -- they are awesome. &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/217/2927/640/Tub%20Faucets%20In.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/217/2927/320/Tub%20Faucets%20In.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More to come next week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052809-111282336294617940?l=coronaredroses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/feeds/111282336294617940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052809&amp;postID=111282336294617940&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/111282336294617940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052809/posts/default/111282336294617940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coronaredroses.blogspot.com/2005/04/bathroom-remodel.html' title='Bathroom Remodel'/><author><name>Corona Red</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11091920274986137770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry></feed>
