<?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-4339587466555579052</id><updated>2012-02-16T04:56:30.191-08:00</updated><title type='text'>thE sTRinG bEaN</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03740628798992031168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SmXQmIJGuoI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WnOfgFPoMyA/S220/picture.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>51</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4339587466555579052.post-4881238229784722857</id><published>2011-12-16T12:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T12:20:39.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bow Tie Blues</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;It's no secret that I'm obsessed with my dog. &amp;nbsp;So when I found a candy cane patterned&amp;nbsp;bow tie&amp;nbsp;collar on Etsy.com, I just had to buy it. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--nnrT0qVaUc/TuulOolReuI/AAAAAAAAANw/ai6a-W6qUD8/s1600/bowtie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="168" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--nnrT0qVaUc/TuulOolReuI/AAAAAAAAANw/ai6a-W6qUD8/s200/bowtie.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(via BigPawCollars)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;It has become a tradition that my Christmas cards (all five that I send out annually) feature my favorite pup. &amp;nbsp;And I thought the&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;bow tie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;would be the perfect prop to really jazz it up. &amp;nbsp;The cards were coming along nicely - all I needed was the&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;bow tie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;so I could snap a pic of my pooch and viola, the best CHRISTMAS CARD EVER!!! &amp;nbsp;I waited. &amp;nbsp;And I waited. &amp;nbsp;But the collar never came. &amp;nbsp;So i'll be sending out cards with a&amp;nbsp;naked&amp;nbsp;necked dog.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/4339587466555579052-4881238229784722857?l=birnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/feeds/4881238229784722857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2011/12/bow-tie-blues.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/4881238229784722857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/4881238229784722857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2011/12/bow-tie-blues.html' title='The Bow Tie Blues'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03740628798992031168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SmXQmIJGuoI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WnOfgFPoMyA/S220/picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--nnrT0qVaUc/TuulOolReuI/AAAAAAAAANw/ai6a-W6qUD8/s72-c/bowtie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4339587466555579052.post-2127459822486663363</id><published>2011-12-07T11:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T11:34:27.385-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drool Worthy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;For years, I avoided the Macy's at Kingsdale because to be honest, they had a lot of old people clothes. Even now, I can't say that I'd shop there for clothes but when it comes to the shoe section, they have got it going on.  I went this afternoon on my lunch break and found TONS of DAARRLLLING shoes, most of which were 50% off. I picked up a pair of black heels for work that I desperately needed.  Currently in my arsenal, I have one pair of black shoes.  Unacceptable.  I also came across these beauties:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l7RTZEsANuE/Tt-_MTSlA3I/AAAAAAAAANo/-3zzUyoC21E/s320/shoes.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683471472822387570" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Yum!&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/4339587466555579052-2127459822486663363?l=birnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/feeds/2127459822486663363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2011/12/drool-worthy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4339587466555579052.post-3001544943090654426</id><published>2011-12-06T11:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T11:58:25.612-08:00</updated><title type='text'>He's Got the Moves</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;The only thing I love more than Cory dancing...is Cory dancing in a funny sweater.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-5f62076ba147a0b7" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2011/12/hes-got-moves.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/3001544943090654426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/3001544943090654426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2011/12/hes-got-moves.html' title='He&apos;s Got the Moves'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03740628798992031168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SmXQmIJGuoI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WnOfgFPoMyA/S220/picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4339587466555579052.post-7043102729907279767</id><published>2011-12-05T13:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T14:17:30.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Wishlist</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I've heard it's better to give than to receive but I'll be honest, I really like receiving.  Call me selfish! So below are just a few things that I really wouldn't mind seeing under the tree in 20 days!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 253px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jazdcjnPMPQ/Tt04kydmcyI/AAAAAAAAAM4/HPbKZ6lTAyE/s320/ohio%2Bnecklace.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682760509483807522" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;(sold on etsy.com by Truche)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;For the love of God, I live in Ohio and don't have a pair of rain boots!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z331HxaQ_Dk/Tt04_QqIhwI/AAAAAAAAANE/HNcrh7qC_7k/s320/hunter%2Bboot.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682760964266034946" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 312px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(www.hunter-boot.com)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Ok, so this isn't the most practical gift for $200, but they are just so darn cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HOZi6Qj6epg/Tt05vAA76LI/AAAAAAAAANQ/BlBrSaURJ68/s320/tiffany%2Bmittens.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682761784431995058" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(www.tiffany.com)&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/4339587466555579052-7043102729907279767?l=birnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/feeds/7043102729907279767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-wishlist.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/7043102729907279767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/7043102729907279767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-wishlist.html' title='Christmas Wishlist'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03740628798992031168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SmXQmIJGuoI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WnOfgFPoMyA/S220/picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jazdcjnPMPQ/Tt04kydmcyI/AAAAAAAAAM4/HPbKZ6lTAyE/s72-c/ohio%2Bnecklace.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4339587466555579052.post-2606262834875004406</id><published>2011-12-02T06:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T06:31:54.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nifty to be Thrifty</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;In high school, my friend Bonnie and I were addicted to thrifting.  My wardrobe consisted of really tight t-shirts and track shorts that some old man used to wear in his glory days as a 1970's track star.  How we had any friends, I will always wonder.  Thankfully I grew out of that stage and slowly started to distance myself from Volunteers of America.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Last night, Cory and I decided to hit up our local thrift store in search of an ugly Christmas sweater.  Upon rummaging through the red sweater section, I found this gem:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_yZvG72BYMI/TtjfTiMn_kI/AAAAAAAAAMs/NPLhkLjV9CQ/s320/sweater.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681536456618147394" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;This sweater has officially renewed my love and faith in thrift stores.  I did experience slight sticker shock when I noticed this sweater was $7.99 and had no red, green or blue tag (25, 50, or 75% off!!) but this is the new era of thrifting.  And if the new era keeps me from looking like a prepubescent boy for under $10, I'm OK with that!  &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/4339587466555579052-2606262834875004406?l=birnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/feeds/2606262834875004406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2011/12/nifty-to-be-thrifty.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/2606262834875004406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/2606262834875004406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2011/12/nifty-to-be-thrifty.html' title='Nifty to be Thrifty'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03740628798992031168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SmXQmIJGuoI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WnOfgFPoMyA/S220/picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_yZvG72BYMI/TtjfTiMn_kI/AAAAAAAAAMs/NPLhkLjV9CQ/s72-c/sweater.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4339587466555579052.post-8560882507834101257</id><published>2011-11-30T19:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T20:09:10.299-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winston Mania</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Winston is so gorgeous, Petsmart stopped me on the street the other day and asked me if he could be in their Christmas ad.  I was all like "you know, we really try to steer clear of the spotlight.  We had a really bad experience a couple years ago when Winston got so famous, the paparazzi tried to steal him off my porch.  But...what the hell".  And so, here he is.  Introducing, Rudolph Winston!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7E7Ot2rvRIs/Ttb7rCpCD-I/AAAAAAAAAMU/AxokhGAcxmw/s320/winty%2Breindeer.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681004696836378594" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;(disclaimer:  this is not Winston.  His toenails are much too pale.  Photo &amp;amp; costume courtesy of www.petsmart.com)&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/4339587466555579052-8560882507834101257?l=birnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/feeds/8560882507834101257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2011/11/winston-mania.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/8560882507834101257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/8560882507834101257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2011/11/winston-mania.html' title='Winston Mania'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03740628798992031168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SmXQmIJGuoI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WnOfgFPoMyA/S220/picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7E7Ot2rvRIs/Ttb7rCpCD-I/AAAAAAAAAMU/AxokhGAcxmw/s72-c/winty%2Breindeer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4339587466555579052.post-945518519912493491</id><published>2011-04-05T12:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T06:27:22.582-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Hoot!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; " &gt;It all started when I walked into Forever 21..actually, I take that back. It actually probably all started the first time I was carried into my grandmothers house and saw these freaky crochet owls hanging from her wall. But that's not the point. What started as a fun party accessory has become a serious addiction.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592191508254881570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-we9abdQwWUI/TZt0jE189yI/AAAAAAAAALo/ru1j9GJZx4E/s320/owl.JPG" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; " &gt;(the start of something beautiful)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; " &gt;I can't stop. I have officially declared that my first unborn child (boy or girl) will have an owl themed room. I've already found wall decals and cute little sheets. Maybe a little hat for he/she to pose in for his/her first pictures. My dull office desk has become owl chic compliments of this lamp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592205999269048594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T2bysC5gzag/TZuBukE9cRI/AAAAAAAAAMI/HC3o0HWXkew/s320/owl3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; " &gt;My bathroom will hopefully become owl themed (hint: Cory...birthday present) starting with the coolest bathroom rug I'VE EVER SEEN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 85%; margin-right: auto; margin-left: auto;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 175px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 175px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592201651376332450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6h2ow2WJzN4/TZt9xe6jnqI/AAAAAAAAAMA/O5vcd4JBa7I/s320/owl2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(cool owl rug can be found at Target)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I'm not sure what it is about the owl that speaks to me. Maybe it's because I'm so wise...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4339587466555579052-945518519912493491?l=birnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/feeds/945518519912493491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2011/04/what-hoot.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/945518519912493491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/945518519912493491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2011/04/what-hoot.html' title='What a Hoot!'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03740628798992031168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SmXQmIJGuoI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WnOfgFPoMyA/S220/picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-we9abdQwWUI/TZt0jE189yI/AAAAAAAAALo/ru1j9GJZx4E/s72-c/owl.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4339587466555579052.post-874704948876634024</id><published>2011-03-23T06:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T06:49:11.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wandering the Streets of Charlotte</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;So this weekend, as you know, I headed down to Charlotte/Rock Hill for a few days and it was fantastic. It was a pretty short trip with a lot of driving but well worth it. Hamp and I tried to be adventurous and go out in Charlotte but ended up spending $20 to park for a trip to Pita Pit. It wasn't a complete waste though (I can say that because I didn't have to pay to park). I got to see a couple Dukies, got lost in the parking garage trying to find Hamp's car, and caught this little treat for the senses. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-273f165805f27f3b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D273f165805f27f3b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331546106%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D45E820ED174CEBFF242EFFFF998E355B54FB6AF6.71665540447DC15FC08EDAF5A782E4AAB7509AB6%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D273f165805f27f3b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DxvuNrq4QsZNNcIsNkBOvX76Gfbw&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D273f165805f27f3b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331546106%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D45E820ED174CEBFF242EFFFF998E355B54FB6AF6.71665540447DC15FC08EDAF5A782E4AAB7509AB6%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D273f165805f27f3b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DxvuNrq4QsZNNcIsNkBOvX76Gfbw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I now know how I'm going to get some extra cash on the weekends. Is anybody interested in starting a tuba group? I know my brother's in.&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/4339587466555579052-874704948876634024?l=birnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/feeds/874704948876634024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/874704948876634024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/874704948876634024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post.html' title='Wandering the Streets of Charlotte'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03740628798992031168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SmXQmIJGuoI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WnOfgFPoMyA/S220/picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4339587466555579052.post-2132554714014033075</id><published>2011-03-17T06:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T08:22:29.632-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Winston!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;3 years, 10 months, and 17 days ago, my life changed. I was offered a full time job at Winthrop raising me above the poverty line and officially making me inelligible to receive food stamps for the first time since graduating college. I didn't want a nicer apartment, more nights out, or new clothes - I wanted a puppy. All througout my childhood, I had dogs that were great, but never once did I have a puppy. We always got the show dog that was no longer show quality or the recycled bulldog. So when I ventured on to the Charlotte Observer and saw six of the cutest frenchie/boston terrier mixes - I knew it was time. Forget the fact that I couldn't eat or pay utilities for the next month. I drove down to Columbia, SC to look at the little pups and waited in a pet store parking lot for the "breeder" to call me back. I thought about turning around numerous times. What would I do when I wanted to go out with my friends? Who would watch him when I wanted to go to Charleston for the weekend? Would I betray Gus by loving another dog? Right as I was about to pull out of the parking lot and head home, she called me. I pulled into the trailer park and had a million thoughts running through my head (not all of them were PC) but I stepped inside. I knew once I crossed that threshold, I was going to be walking out with a puppy - I am, afterall, my mothers daughter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I knew I wanted a little boy and four of the six were girls so she handed me the one boy who's ears had stood up already. I played with him for a little bit but we really didn't connect. I put him down and thought about maybe taking a different one. But the minute I placed the little guy back with his brothers and sisters, he batted them around with his paws and I realized he wasn't so shy afterall, he just needed some time to warm up to me. So I picked up "Winston" and announced that he was the one. With a cardboard box and an empty wallet, I drove back to Rock Hill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585067857737603330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZHx6DabVS_I/TYIloCrm2QI/AAAAAAAAALA/mdDW9O_9JmE/s320/winston1.bmp" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(winston's first day home)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;When I came home to my roommates, they weren't as thrilled as I was. "Hello Lauren, did you forget we aren't supposed to have dogs!!!" I walked upstairs with my head down and my puppy in the crook of my arm. Did I make a huge mistake? That night I cried. I cried for Gus. I cried for myself. And I cried for Winston. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;3 years, 10 months, and 17 days later, I look back on that day and realize I made one of the greatest decisions of my life. Winston has been there through breakups, road trips, new jobs, new apartments, and new beginnings. He is my best friend and the only one I can do my creepy dances in front of without judgement. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585069267092172274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N4hw6BPnNvw/TYIm6E767fI/AAAAAAAAALI/j1iRzOD_ZS0/s320/winston3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I know you can't read this, Winston, but Happy 4th Birthday! You are officially an old fart!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 135px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585067252187040290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SG_u6O-B3JE/TYIlEy1GiiI/AAAAAAAAAKw/amLSkWdneK0/s200/winston4.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4339587466555579052-2132554714014033075?l=birnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/feeds/2132554714014033075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2011/03/happy-birthday-winston.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/2132554714014033075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/2132554714014033075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2011/03/happy-birthday-winston.html' title='Happy Birthday, Winston!'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03740628798992031168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SmXQmIJGuoI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WnOfgFPoMyA/S220/picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZHx6DabVS_I/TYIloCrm2QI/AAAAAAAAALA/mdDW9O_9JmE/s72-c/winston1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4339587466555579052.post-183273486270974648</id><published>2011-03-15T09:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T09:58:41.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dirty South</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Wow...I was almost right on when I said "see you in six months" on my last post. So if you're still with me, thank you! I feel like this week is kind of blog worthy. And if anything forced me to do it, it was today's southern inspired meal of green beans (the weird square kinds that I don't think are natural) with ham, mac &amp;amp; cheese, pulled pork, and cornbread. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qc4ZHPiFxGM/TX-X0duCZPI/AAAAAAAAAKo/88HQDq535b8/s1600/cornbread.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584348990549419250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qc4ZHPiFxGM/TX-X0duCZPI/AAAAAAAAAKo/88HQDq535b8/s320/cornbread.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt; (I got really hungry and couldn't wait to take a picture and then eat...so this is between breaths)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'M GOIN' DOWN SOUTH! And I'm pretty pumped about it. It's Winston's 4th birthday on Friday and I thought - what better gift to give my best buddy than a trip back home (he was born in Columbia, SC...a TRUE southern gentleman)? To top it off, March Madness starts TODAY (Clemson will lose) and the weather finally doesn't suck (although it is kind of dreary today). So, in honor of my southern homecoming, here are just a few things I'm looking forward to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;1. Winston and I. Alone. On the open road. Blasting out tunes. He has a killer voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;2. Seeing Ms. Breanne Keys and her new baby. Wow. I never thought I'd say that sentence before the age of 40.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;3. Drinking a beer in 80 degree weather and hopefully getting a red tint on this Casper body of mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;4. Visiting the 'Throp and everyone in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ok...welp, I think that's it! Go Bucks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;ok fine...5. Seeing Mr. John Hampton Wallace who I will surely want to kill after 15 minutes - and kicking his ass in Darts at McHales.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4339587466555579052-183273486270974648?l=birnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/feeds/183273486270974648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2011/03/dirty-south.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/183273486270974648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/183273486270974648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2011/03/dirty-south.html' title='Dirty South'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03740628798992031168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SmXQmIJGuoI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WnOfgFPoMyA/S220/picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qc4ZHPiFxGM/TX-X0duCZPI/AAAAAAAAAKo/88HQDq535b8/s72-c/cornbread.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4339587466555579052.post-592757169036623964</id><published>2010-10-07T13:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T14:15:37.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I have an addiction and no, it's not blogging. It's dressing up my dog and if I ever thought it was appropriate, October is the month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525415331166190034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/TK43-AKoedI/AAAAAAAAAKY/y-7UfOq2_Vg/s320/Piggy+blog.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;See ya in 6 months!&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/4339587466555579052-592757169036623964?l=birnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/feeds/592757169036623964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2010/10/happy-halloween.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/592757169036623964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/592757169036623964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2010/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03740628798992031168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SmXQmIJGuoI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WnOfgFPoMyA/S220/picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/TK43-AKoedI/AAAAAAAAAKY/y-7UfOq2_Vg/s72-c/Piggy+blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4339587466555579052.post-7698088552128702507</id><published>2010-04-30T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T07:48:51.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Struggle Bus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;As I was driving to work the other day, I was stopped by a school bus coming towards me. He had his little arm out that shouted "STOP"! So I stopped, and I waited for the little kiddies (this seems to be my new favorite word) to jump on the bus. One by one, they piled on. And they kept coming. The inside of that bus must've resembled a clown car - but that's beside the point. And I sat there for what seemed like a half hour. The bus would not put his damn arm down.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/S9rtEjLFIFI/AAAAAAAAAKA/x2-6aS1RGak/s1600/school+bus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465941760184492114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/S9rtEjLFIFI/AAAAAAAAAKA/x2-6aS1RGak/s320/school+bus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;He was waiting for a straggler (this would've been me had I taken the bus in high school). Is there not a rule that states "you must be at the curb when the bus pulls up"? How can you make people sit there and wait for somebody that may or may not show up? I was pissed. So I said, screw the arm, I'm going! I knocked off the stop sign and a child flipped over the hood of my car, contents of his book bag flying everywhere!  And that was my Thursday morning.&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/4339587466555579052-7698088552128702507?l=birnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/feeds/7698088552128702507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2010/04/struggle-bus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/7698088552128702507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/7698088552128702507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2010/04/struggle-bus.html' title='Struggle Bus'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03740628798992031168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SmXQmIJGuoI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WnOfgFPoMyA/S220/picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/S9rtEjLFIFI/AAAAAAAAAKA/x2-6aS1RGak/s72-c/school+bus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4339587466555579052.post-4869093387508086442</id><published>2010-04-14T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T14:10:31.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'>March for Babies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;On Sunday, April 25th, I will be walking in the March of Dimes March for Babies. The March for Babies helps raise money to prevent birth defects, premature birth, and infant mortality. This walk is doubly special because two of my co-workers, Sarah and Kyle, have seen the miracles this organization can provide. Below is their story and a picture of Will, their son.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/S8SUXWi6nFI/AAAAAAAAAJw/lYBPfSWNKAI/s1600/march.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459651777189813330" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/S8SUXWi6nFI/AAAAAAAAAJw/lYBPfSWNKAI/s320/march.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;"At 19 weeks Sarah went in for a high risk scan because she was pregnant with twins. Sarah and her husband, Kyle, found out the twins had a rare disease called Twin to Twin Transfusion Syndrome and she was put on bed rest. After many exams and procedures, Sarah delivered Will and Jack via emergency C-section at 26 weeks, and both boys weighed under 2 lbs. The boys struggled to survive and sadly Jack passed away 2 days after he arrived on this earth. Will spent 224 in the NICU and thanks in part to research by the March of Dimes he is a healthy, energetic 2 year old."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;(story and picture taken from &lt;a href="http://www.wwhotv.com/"&gt;http://www.wwhotv.com/&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;If you would like to donate to this organization, please visit our &lt;a href="http://www.marchforbabies.org/elbie07"&gt;team webpage&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&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/4339587466555579052-4869093387508086442?l=birnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/feeds/4869093387508086442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2010/04/march-for-babies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/4869093387508086442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/4869093387508086442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2010/04/march-for-babies.html' title='March for Babies'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03740628798992031168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SmXQmIJGuoI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WnOfgFPoMyA/S220/picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/S8SUXWi6nFI/AAAAAAAAAJw/lYBPfSWNKAI/s72-c/march.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4339587466555579052.post-552684343219310353</id><published>2010-04-13T18:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T09:22:32.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vroom Vroom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SqW1zR5clbI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Hxy3d_cqAMw/s1600-h/dodge+challenger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378905222546232754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SqW1zR5clbI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Hxy3d_cqAMw/s320/dodge+challenger.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;For quite some time, I've been completely smitten with Duggy, my Honda Civic, but as of lately, I've started falling for a couple cars...hard. I feel really guilty. Duggy and I have had a couple problems such as a faulty passenger door handle and a new battery but other than that, he's been nothing but a gentleman. To be completely honest, I didn't even look at other cars until I saw this. The Dodge Challenger. I want it. And good news, my birthday is on Friday!&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/4339587466555579052-552684343219310353?l=birnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/feeds/552684343219310353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2009/09/vroom-vroom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/552684343219310353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/552684343219310353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2009/09/vroom-vroom.html' title='Vroom Vroom'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03740628798992031168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SmXQmIJGuoI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WnOfgFPoMyA/S220/picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SqW1zR5clbI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Hxy3d_cqAMw/s72-c/dodge+challenger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4339587466555579052.post-5888430328380856241</id><published>2010-04-12T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T08:27:43.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Old School</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't really have anything to talk about today.  I think it's because weekends usually consist of laying around in front of the tv, trying to figure out where my next meal is coming from, and kickball.  So I decided to share some classic photogs with my readers.  Unfortunately, I think all my  readers include Carrie who sent these to me, Cory who I've sent these to, and my mom who has probably seen these in the 22 years we lived together.  But if for some reason you aren't one of those three people, enjoy!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/S8M10_82UYI/AAAAAAAAAJo/GjNqy2KKKRU/s1600/track.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459266357939294594" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 271px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/S8M10_82UYI/AAAAAAAAAJo/GjNqy2KKKRU/s320/track.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/S8M10OwDRGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/TM_7_ljlQVA/s1600/8th+grade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459266344732279906" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 279px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/S8M10OwDRGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/TM_7_ljlQVA/s320/8th+grade.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4339587466555579052-5888430328380856241?l=birnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/feeds/5888430328380856241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2010/04/old-school.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/5888430328380856241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/5888430328380856241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2010/04/old-school.html' title='Old School'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03740628798992031168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SmXQmIJGuoI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WnOfgFPoMyA/S220/picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/S8M10_82UYI/AAAAAAAAAJo/GjNqy2KKKRU/s72-c/track.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4339587466555579052.post-7949662533250954418</id><published>2010-04-09T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T14:12:03.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mission Accomplished</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;A couple months ago I blogged about this incredible deal they have at Bruegger's.  You can purchase a coffee mug and pick up a coffee, hot chocolate, tea, or pop at anytime throughout the whole entire year for "free".  The mug was $70 (thanks Santa) and each cup is $1.79 so naturally, I started an excel file to see how long it would take to pay off my coffee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/S7-UyEsZnsI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/-3Ap7zh-0tY/s1600/bottomless1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458244861370670786" style="WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 169px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/S7-UyEsZnsI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/-3Ap7zh-0tY/s320/bottomless1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;40 cups, a few stained teeth, and one heart palpitation later, I have successfully paid for my coffee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/S7-UyZ6MFpI/AAAAAAAAAJY/I74e84IyeXk/s1600/bottomless2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458244867065648786" style="WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 149px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/S7-UyZ6MFpI/AAAAAAAAAJY/I74e84IyeXk/s320/bottomless2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;              &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I think this calls for a celebration!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4339587466555579052-7949662533250954418?l=birnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/feeds/7949662533250954418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2010/04/mission-accomplished.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/7949662533250954418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/7949662533250954418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2010/04/mission-accomplished.html' title='Mission Accomplished'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03740628798992031168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SmXQmIJGuoI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WnOfgFPoMyA/S220/picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/S7-UyEsZnsI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/-3Ap7zh-0tY/s72-c/bottomless1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4339587466555579052.post-4136530363740204596</id><published>2010-04-08T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T07:12:17.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Public Humiliation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;During the week I usually try to go home for lunch so I can save money on food and take out my main man.  Yesterday I was so tired that I fell asleep on the couch and didn't have time to take Winston out.  I could tell he was pissed when I left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/S73ib3DynoI/AAAAAAAAAJI/5dwo8r0BcQ4/s1600/Winston2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457767291707104898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/S73ib3DynoI/AAAAAAAAAJI/5dwo8r0BcQ4/s320/Winston2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Proof.  I came home to this - a chewed up starbucks cup that he had pulled out of the trashcan.  Usually I take him to the scene of the crime, push his nose in it, and give him a little spanking (please don't call PETA on me).  Yesterday I did something different.  I plopped him down and took a picture.  I told Winston if he doesn't want his picture all over the internet, he better straighten up.  I think he got the point.&lt;/span&gt;&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/4339587466555579052-4136530363740204596?l=birnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/feeds/4136530363740204596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2010/04/public-humiliation.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/4136530363740204596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/4136530363740204596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2010/04/public-humiliation.html' title='Public Humiliation'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03740628798992031168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SmXQmIJGuoI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WnOfgFPoMyA/S220/picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/S73ib3DynoI/AAAAAAAAAJI/5dwo8r0BcQ4/s72-c/Winston2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4339587466555579052.post-3752686695314233229</id><published>2010-04-07T09:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T09:23:18.134-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Sightings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;It was a Sunday just like every other.  A nice meal at the parents house, an afternoon spent cleaning out Duggy, and random easter bunnies walking down the street...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/S7yvNWAZJ-I/AAAAAAAAAJA/0h6gzeQVsxE/s1600/bunny.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457429492246587362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 248px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 252px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/S7yvNWAZJ-I/AAAAAAAAAJA/0h6gzeQVsxE/s320/bunny.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes, I realize Sunday was Easter and this would be ten times creapier was it not. But this was a 6 foot tall Easter bunny.  He had no posse.  No gaggle of screaming children.  Just an empty basket and a lonely road.&lt;/span&gt;&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/4339587466555579052-3752686695314233229?l=birnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/feeds/3752686695314233229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2010/04/sunday-sightings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/3752686695314233229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/3752686695314233229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2010/04/sunday-sightings.html' title='Sunday Sightings'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03740628798992031168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SmXQmIJGuoI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WnOfgFPoMyA/S220/picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/S7yvNWAZJ-I/AAAAAAAAAJA/0h6gzeQVsxE/s72-c/bunny.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4339587466555579052.post-4612498981655163525</id><published>2010-04-02T12:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T08:20:07.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's Go Duke</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;First off, let's not ignore the elephant in the room. I'm back. I still don't have internet at home but I now feel comfortable enough at work that slacking for a couple minutes isn't going to kill anyone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Moving on. How about those Devils? Last night was rough for me but I can't say I don't deserve it. For the past five months I have been raving about Columbus and how much better it is than Durham. Our football is better, our city is better, the Big Ten conference is better. Last night shut me up. I couldn't be happier for Duke and all the great people that work there but there was a part of me that was jealous and wished I had stayed to experience a National Championship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/S7tFLm1ABnI/AAAAAAAAAI4/pZDspn-_Dqs/s1600/natl+champ.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457031439193212530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/S7tFLm1ABnI/AAAAAAAAAI4/pZDspn-_Dqs/s320/natl+champ.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(picture thanks to Michael Tomko, AP)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;But I didn't. Congratulations to the Dukies and all the people that spend way too much time in Cameron Indoor Stadium. You deserve it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4339587466555579052-4612498981655163525?l=birnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/feeds/4612498981655163525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2010/04/lets-go-duke.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/4612498981655163525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/4612498981655163525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2010/04/lets-go-duke.html' title='Let&apos;s Go Duke'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03740628798992031168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SmXQmIJGuoI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WnOfgFPoMyA/S220/picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/S7tFLm1ABnI/AAAAAAAAAI4/pZDspn-_Dqs/s72-c/natl+champ.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4339587466555579052.post-3042903188678103591</id><published>2009-12-04T09:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T09:38:50.742-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIF</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Every Friday, most people are happy because it's almost the weekend. Me?   I'm happy because it's JEANS FRIDAY!!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411436376807094770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 310px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SxlItrQ2ufI/AAAAAAAAAHw/FZx45n7eTGo/s320/jeans.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Denim puts a pep in my step!&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/4339587466555579052-3042903188678103591?l=birnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/feeds/3042903188678103591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2009/12/tgif.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/3042903188678103591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/3042903188678103591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2009/12/tgif.html' title='TGIF'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03740628798992031168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SmXQmIJGuoI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WnOfgFPoMyA/S220/picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SxlItrQ2ufI/AAAAAAAAAHw/FZx45n7eTGo/s72-c/jeans.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4339587466555579052.post-7672541969430652022</id><published>2009-12-03T05:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T06:19:21.182-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How bout them Bucks?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I love my Dukies - I'm not sure why, but I do. But last night, it was great to see them lose. The Big Ten FINALLY won an ACC/Big Ten Challenge which makes me think that MAYBE whomever came up with this "challenge" idea isn't as big of an idiot as I thought he was. I mean seriously, what kind of a challenge is it when the same damn conference wins everytime? The atmosphere was great last night (comparable only to other Ohio State games, of course. What? I'm sorry but it's no Cameron Indoor). The real purpose of this rant is to share an article about Ohio State superman, &lt;a href="http://sports.espn.go.com/ncb/columns/story?columnist=oneil_dana&amp;amp;id=4683505"&gt;Evan Turner&lt;/a&gt;. It's well written and it's certainly nice to hear about good people, especially when those people are athletes, even more so when that athlete is a Buckeye. Go Bucks! &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/4339587466555579052-7672541969430652022?l=birnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/feeds/7672541969430652022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2009/12/how-bout-them-bucks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/7672541969430652022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/7672541969430652022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2009/12/how-bout-them-bucks.html' title='How bout them Bucks?!'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03740628798992031168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SmXQmIJGuoI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WnOfgFPoMyA/S220/picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4339587466555579052.post-2140999606784284226</id><published>2009-12-02T05:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T05:30:33.667-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;First off, let me say that the Bruegger's on Lane Avenue is now open!!! For you non-Columbus folk, I take Lane to work every morning so this could not be a better location. Anywhoodle, the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.brueggers.com/about-us/view-article/id/90http://"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bottomless mug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; is back. I've attached the article but basically you pay a base price for the mug (seen below) and are able to refill the mug AS MANY TIMES AS YOU WANT throughout the whole entire year. This includes tea, coffee, and soda. Can you believe it!!!? So, if you are thinking about a Hump Day gift for me, look no further.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410630177056144834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 211px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SxZrerJwvcI/AAAAAAAAAHo/LEI7gDJtDf4/s320/coffee+mug.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(and no, I do not have stock in Bruegger's)  Piece out!&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/4339587466555579052-2140999606784284226?l=birnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/feeds/2140999606784284226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2009/12/first-off-let-me-say-that-brueggers-on.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/2140999606784284226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/2140999606784284226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2009/12/first-off-let-me-say-that-brueggers-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03740628798992031168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SmXQmIJGuoI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WnOfgFPoMyA/S220/picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SxZrerJwvcI/AAAAAAAAAHo/LEI7gDJtDf4/s72-c/coffee+mug.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4339587466555579052.post-4525909249515636994</id><published>2009-12-01T14:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T14:31:44.777-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Smart Car...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SxWY4vrfzQI/AAAAAAAAAHg/dD5nNDxylX8/s320/smart+car.aspx.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410398627994520834" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stupid Driver&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(if you have problems parking this sucker inside the lines, boy is a Honda Civic going to be tough!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4339587466555579052-4525909249515636994?l=birnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/feeds/4525909249515636994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2009/12/smart-car.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/4525909249515636994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/4525909249515636994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2009/12/smart-car.html' title=''/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03740628798992031168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SmXQmIJGuoI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WnOfgFPoMyA/S220/picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SxWY4vrfzQI/AAAAAAAAAHg/dD5nNDxylX8/s72-c/smart+car.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4339587466555579052.post-8831927582997782448</id><published>2009-11-28T08:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T08:48:39.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heaven</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm not really quite sure what I believe in - that's not appropriate for a blog.  But what I do believe is if there is a heaven, it looks like Athens, Ohio.  I doubt they'll be playing Bobcat football in heaven - that might get a little depressing.  But yesterday it was perfect.  Bobcats beat Temple to clinch the MAC East and had the winningest season since 1963.  And tickets were only $5!!!!  I can't say it enough, I freakin' love that place!  Piece out!&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SxFSkYEBijI/AAAAAAAAAG4/AdttHk_N9UU/s200/IMG_7821.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409195412336773682" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SxFSlASOosI/AAAAAAAAAHI/gZwvbMaCquM/s200/IMG_7825.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409195423133770434" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SxFSk00OOMI/AAAAAAAAAHA/yzBmRFAUscY/s200/IMG_7827.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409195420055124162" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4339587466555579052-8831927582997782448?l=birnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/feeds/8831927582997782448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2009/11/heaven.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/8831927582997782448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/8831927582997782448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2009/11/heaven.html' title='Heaven'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03740628798992031168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SmXQmIJGuoI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WnOfgFPoMyA/S220/picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SxFSkYEBijI/AAAAAAAAAG4/AdttHk_N9UU/s72-c/IMG_7821.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4339587466555579052.post-2843662779899929330</id><published>2009-11-27T20:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T21:13:13.844-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There are a few things in this world anymore that truly make you happy.  The things that made you happy when you were five and can still make you smile inside and out today.  I got the opportunity to go to the Ohio State/Michigan game last weekend and it was the first time I couldn't wait for something in a really long time.  I could barely keep my skin on Friday afternoon because I just wanted to jump out of it with excitement.  Saturday morning I woke up at 6am and couldn't wipe the smile off my face.  I was happy.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-4e7a122309946738" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4e7a122309946738%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331546106%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D64B1C00292C505168D8F360FAD8FA055679CBE6B.61B0E06FC65BB42A4E017B6A4CFF09DE6EBB32B4%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4e7a122309946738%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DVQ1UzWYRrhOndZ0_khrXBmgeDHE&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4e7a122309946738%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331546106%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D64B1C00292C505168D8F360FAD8FA055679CBE6B.61B0E06FC65BB42A4E017B6A4CFF09DE6EBB32B4%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4e7a122309946738%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DVQ1UzWYRrhOndZ0_khrXBmgeDHE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And the game did not disappoint!  Ohio State won for the 6th time in a row, we successfully completed the O-H-I-O cheer in the Big House, and my dad got redemption from the game in 1969.  Some say football is just a game but last Saturday, it was a little more than that.  Piece out!   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                             &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4339587466555579052-2843662779899929330?l=birnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/feeds/2843662779899929330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2009/11/best.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/2843662779899929330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/2843662779899929330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2009/11/best.html' title='The Best'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03740628798992031168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SmXQmIJGuoI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WnOfgFPoMyA/S220/picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4339587466555579052.post-3704646592279199487</id><published>2009-11-18T19:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T20:05:53.742-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jam Sesh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;So I added a nifty little gadget on my page which you may have noticed if you have speakers!  Anywho, my page is a work in progress (Carrie, I need your help!) but for now, enjoy the new Jam of the Day by The Script called "Breakeven".  It's pretty incredible.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Piece Out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/4339587466555579052-3704646592279199487?l=birnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/feeds/3704646592279199487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2009/11/good-stuff.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/3704646592279199487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/3704646592279199487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2009/11/good-stuff.html' title='Jam Sesh'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03740628798992031168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SmXQmIJGuoI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WnOfgFPoMyA/S220/picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4339587466555579052.post-1504617800651814515</id><published>2009-11-17T20:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T19:27:48.047-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Media Player!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I've been feeling a little uninspired lately, hence my naked String Bean.  But I figured out how to include a media player (which was quite a feat, let me tell you).  So enjoy my song of the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src="http://player.poqbum.com/swf/8he78ae05bdgdhydha94023ec4fb576f/lcd25.swf" menu="false" quality="high" width="270" height="104" name="poqbum-dot-com" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" flashvars="playlist=http%3A%2F%2Fplayer.poqbum.com%2Fswf%2F8he78ae05bdgdhydha94023ec4fb576f%2Fmp3player.xml" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace-player.com/"&gt;&lt;small&gt;Get Your Own Player!&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Piece out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4339587466555579052-1504617800651814515?l=birnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/feeds/1504617800651814515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2009/11/so-ive-been-feeling-little-uninspired.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/1504617800651814515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/1504617800651814515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2009/11/so-ive-been-feeling-little-uninspired.html' title='Media Player!!!'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03740628798992031168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SmXQmIJGuoI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WnOfgFPoMyA/S220/picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4339587466555579052.post-7949534542138344067</id><published>2009-11-03T06:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T06:37:36.824-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O-H....</title><content type='html'>I'm here!!!!!!  I am officially a buckeye again and it couldn't feel....more surreal.  Except for the drop ins from my girls and dinner plans with my brother and lamp shopping with my mom, I feel like it's just another move to a foreign place.  I'm on the opposite side of my childhood home and I really haven't ventured out to these parts in the 22 years that I lived here.  But my heart is full so I know I'm home.  And may I add that Columbus is a pretty cool city!?  5th Avenue has everything you could possibly need including a couple nice bars with great beer specials.  Hell, I'm used to being excited about a well stocked gas station near by.  So maybe my opinion is a little skewed.  But still, I get to pass this everyday on my way to work... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 252px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SvA_TyGh12I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/3d06f5sS040/s400/ohio+stadium.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399885562316445538" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;picture  thanks to www.buckeyesgameday.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sigh.  Life is good.  Piece out!&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/4339587466555579052-7949534542138344067?l=birnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/feeds/7949534542138344067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2009/11/o-h.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/7949534542138344067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/7949534542138344067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2009/11/o-h.html' title='O-H....'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03740628798992031168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SmXQmIJGuoI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WnOfgFPoMyA/S220/picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SvA_TyGh12I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/3d06f5sS040/s72-c/ohio+stadium.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4339587466555579052.post-6685475112978456416</id><published>2009-10-22T17:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T21:26:21.878-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Durham</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I'm off to buckeye country next week!  I'm really excited to finally be near my family and have more than one girlfriend to go out with on a regular basis.  But packing and prepping for the move has definitely got me thinking about some of the things I will miss most about Durham.  In no particular order, here they are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;          &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;               &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1.  Michael Tomko.  He's a saint.  And my best friend.  And the most genuine person I know.  He drives me insane sometimes but I'm a tough person to get along with and I think I've finally realized this.  He puts up with me and for that, I will forever be grateful.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SuEGe23de2I/AAAAAAAAAE4/kRlyk76RXfc/s200/IMG_0005.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395600955760540514" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2.  Various Eateries.  In all seriousness, one of the reasons I moved to Durham was the Mexican Shrimp Martini at Rockfish.  It's pretty much to die for.  Bruegger's used to be one of my favorite places to go for lunch in high school but they started shutting down all throughout Ohio.  Shortly after I moved here I noticed a plethora scattered around town.  If I'm ever having a bad day, there is a german restaurant off of 15/501 that has delish food, a great atmosphere, and an even better cream puff.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 196px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SuEGfJzBf8I/AAAAAAAAAFA/j94f-j6TwxQ/s200/IMG_0066.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395600960842203074" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3.  My gynecologist.  That might be too much for you to handle but the fact of the matter is, it's hard to find a good gynecologist.  I only went once but I felt comfortable putting my girl parts in her hands...literally.  That's hard to come by. (I'll spare you the picture)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4.  Duke basketball.  I'll admit it, I hated Duke until I got the job here.  Even after the first basketball game I was a little skeptical.  But Duke basketball is one of the greatest atmospheres in sports.  Period.  Not only that but it provided me with some pretty amazing opportunities like riding in a plane/elevator with Coach K and the team, visiting MSG, and watching UNC/Duke at both venues.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 196px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SuEGfZNnnTI/AAAAAAAAAFI/egy5ILf2B7s/s200/IMG_0019.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395600964980284722" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4339587466555579052-6685475112978456416?l=birnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/feeds/6685475112978456416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2009/10/durham.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/6685475112978456416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/6685475112978456416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2009/10/durham.html' title='Durham'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03740628798992031168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SmXQmIJGuoI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WnOfgFPoMyA/S220/picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SuEGe23de2I/AAAAAAAAAE4/kRlyk76RXfc/s72-c/IMG_0005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4339587466555579052.post-5915665968510618166</id><published>2009-09-27T18:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T18:46:50.288-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alphabet Beard</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SsAUd_0OCsI/AAAAAAAAAEg/RkHy0D6qheI/s1600-h/photo-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 388px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SsAUd_0OCsI/AAAAAAAAAEg/RkHy0D6qheI/s400/photo-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386327659914332866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;During our &lt;a href="http://content.yudu.com/A1ge4a/GDW05/resources/index.htm?referrerUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.goduke.com%2FViewArticle.dbml%3F%26DB_OEM_ID%3D4200%26ATCLID%3D204779317"&gt;goduke weekly&lt;/a&gt; publication celebration (i like the sound of that), I noticed Michael has been harvesting random letters of the alphabet in his beard.  This week, the letter is "p".  What will next week bring?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4339587466555579052-5915665968510618166?l=birnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/feeds/5915665968510618166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2009/09/alphabet-beard_27.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/5915665968510618166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/5915665968510618166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2009/09/alphabet-beard_27.html' title='Alphabet Beard'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03740628798992031168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SmXQmIJGuoI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WnOfgFPoMyA/S220/picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SsAUd_0OCsI/AAAAAAAAAEg/RkHy0D6qheI/s72-c/photo-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4339587466555579052.post-867801071504799164</id><published>2009-09-20T17:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T17:31:17.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Winty Baby</title><content type='html'>I was really bored and messing around on my computer and found this really cool program called comic life.  If you have any creativity at all (which I don't) you can actually make some pretty cool stuff.  We all know that I'm obsessed with Winston so naturally, this would be my first completed project. &lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SrbJJvahksI/AAAAAAAAAEY/6aL7AQWpqMc/s400/Page_1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383711573751730882" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pretty neat, huh?  Piece out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4339587466555579052-867801071504799164?l=birnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/feeds/867801071504799164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2009/09/winty-baby.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/867801071504799164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/867801071504799164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2009/09/winty-baby.html' title='Winty Baby'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03740628798992031168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SmXQmIJGuoI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WnOfgFPoMyA/S220/picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SrbJJvahksI/AAAAAAAAAEY/6aL7AQWpqMc/s72-c/Page_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4339587466555579052.post-1873887483664580012</id><published>2009-09-20T16:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T16:48:11.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My apologies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I think it has been about two weeks since my last blog.  This is NOT the way to get millions of followers and become famous.  On September 11th, I had the opportunity to visit the Army campus in West Point, NY.  It was a pretty cool place to be on such an important day in the history of the United States of America.  Duke football played Army the following day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 310px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/Sra8byWGCLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Gv5lkLnSNqI/s320/photo-4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383697590124939442" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank God Duke won because the Ohio State vs. USC game almost made me suicidal.  This is what Winston looked like after the game:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 310px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/Sra9z7qXnSI/AAAAAAAAAEI/zTjMoyZElVQ/s320/photo-3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383699104454384930" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You can only imagine what I looked like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Finally, I enjoyed my very FIRST airport beer.  Other than the ridiculous price tag and the fact that it gave me an extreme case of the 'cups (hiccups), it was a very tasty beer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 310px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/Sra-f433rhI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/-gioMNBBFkA/s320/photo-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383699859619950098" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I promise you I will not put you through another two week hiatus.  Piece out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4339587466555579052-1873887483664580012?l=birnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/feeds/1873887483664580012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-apologies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/1873887483664580012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/1873887483664580012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-apologies.html' title='My apologies'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03740628798992031168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SmXQmIJGuoI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WnOfgFPoMyA/S220/picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/Sra8byWGCLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Gv5lkLnSNqI/s72-c/photo-4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4339587466555579052.post-3258575813495489735</id><published>2009-08-28T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T09:04:04.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Freeway Confessions</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Yesterday I drove from Durham to Columbus after work.  I left around 6 and got in around 2:15am which left me much time to think...this is what I came up with:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;A tank top sans bra and a skirt is not appropriate attire for a late night gas station stop in Virginia.  Remind me to put more thought into my traveling outfit next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Pandora in the car is the sweetest thing since....lollipops?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;A 75 cent increase at each toll is absolutely absurd.  That's $6.  That's more than half of a $10 bill! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;The iPhone is the greatest invention of all time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Bad drivers are not regional.  They are everywhere.  Next time I say something like "North Carolina has the worst drivers", please correct me.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Monster energy drink is Sparks without a purpose.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Beef Jerky, Pringles, and gummy bears...I'm disgusting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;The only way to road trip is with a dog to your right, the windows down, and the music blaring.  There is no such thing as AC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;"Running Away" by Hoobastank could be the greatest jam out song of all time&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6ATr0ryXTJM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6ATr0ryXTJM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4339587466555579052-3258575813495489735?l=birnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/feeds/3258575813495489735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2009/08/freeway-confessions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/3258575813495489735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/3258575813495489735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2009/08/freeway-confessions.html' title='Freeway Confessions'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03740628798992031168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SmXQmIJGuoI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WnOfgFPoMyA/S220/picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4339587466555579052.post-4450773580752770547</id><published>2009-08-25T19:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T19:58:17.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fungus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ever since I started working at Gold's, I have begun to loathe towels - specifically the bath and sweat variety.  I have nothing against the beach towel.  I actually really enjoy a good beach towel, especially those big ones you can buy at wal-mart for like $5 (not the only $5 steal at wal-mart.  Look for a &lt;a href="http://shortsandahoodie.blogspot.com"&gt;Michael Tomko&lt;/a&gt; blog coming out shortly about the $5 movie bin).  Anywho!  Initially when I started working there, folding towels was the highlight of my evening.  I mean, between scanning ID's and telling people they owe $200 in late fees, folding towels seemed almost enjoyable.  But the tables slowly turned when I started to accumulate fungus on my hands, legs, and face.  It's effected everyone.  I blamed Winston for months for giving me fleas.  He's still not speaking to me.  Who knew towels could be so violent?   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 263px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SpSioMEVMPI/AAAAAAAAADw/sS2aHWJLBPc/s320/towel.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374099066677702898" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I mean, look at those towels!  I have no qualms about rubbing them all over my body.  Don't be fooled.  They might get you too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm done.  Piece out.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4339587466555579052-4450773580752770547?l=birnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/feeds/4450773580752770547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2009/08/fungus.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/4450773580752770547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/4450773580752770547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2009/08/fungus.html' title='Fungus'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03740628798992031168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SmXQmIJGuoI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WnOfgFPoMyA/S220/picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SpSioMEVMPI/AAAAAAAAADw/sS2aHWJLBPc/s72-c/towel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4339587466555579052.post-3681108346133569392</id><published>2009-08-24T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T20:06:39.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nast</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Apex peanut butter? CANDY "cookie".    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SpNUBRYUAWI/AAAAAAAAADo/_D1PpbK3p8c/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 194px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SpNUBRYUAWI/AAAAAAAAADo/_D1PpbK3p8c/s200/photo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373731161205113186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You disgust me.  I know it is 13 days past your expiration date but I hardly feel that is a valid excuse.  Your texture is actually surprisingly pleasant but you taste nothing like peanut butter which your packaging advertises.  Other than the little SHELLS of fat free, sugar free reese's pieces, I taste nothing that resembles candy.  And if this is what a cookie tastes like, well count me out.  No more cookies for ole' LB.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And yet...I continue to eat you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4339587466555579052-3681108346133569392?l=birnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/feeds/3681108346133569392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2009/08/nast.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/3681108346133569392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/3681108346133569392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2009/08/nast.html' title='Nast'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03740628798992031168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SmXQmIJGuoI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WnOfgFPoMyA/S220/picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SpNUBRYUAWI/AAAAAAAAADo/_D1PpbK3p8c/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4339587466555579052.post-5134107484833032254</id><published>2009-08-20T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T08:17:12.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn you, Coffee!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was on a roll with basketball apps this morning! Sipping on some Foldgers when THIS happened!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/So1mOqE2E2I/AAAAAAAAADg/wjxZpQezWOw/s1600-h/photo1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372062332521681762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 362px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/So1mOqE2E2I/AAAAAAAAADg/wjxZpQezWOw/s400/photo1.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gasp! Note to self: never place coffee within a 10ft radius of my arms. They get a little crazy sometimes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4339587466555579052-5134107484833032254?l=birnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/feeds/5134107484833032254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2009/08/damn-you-coffee.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/5134107484833032254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/5134107484833032254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2009/08/damn-you-coffee.html' title='Damn you, Coffee!'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03740628798992031168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SmXQmIJGuoI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WnOfgFPoMyA/S220/picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/So1mOqE2E2I/AAAAAAAAADg/wjxZpQezWOw/s72-c/photo1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4339587466555579052.post-5820512219762411276</id><published>2009-08-19T17:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T17:25:39.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Winty-Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SoyXVaxf-HI/AAAAAAAAADY/iNLxxMjlgfc/s1600-h/IMG00202.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;So...Winston spent the week with creepy Uncle Hamp last week and this is what happened to him...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SoyXVaxf-HI/AAAAAAAAADY/iNLxxMjlgfc/s1600-h/IMG00202.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SoyXVaxf-HI/AAAAAAAAADY/iNLxxMjlgfc/s400/IMG00202.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371834849766144114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I know, I know.  It could be worse.  He could be dressed in Florida or USC apparel, you know, a team that is actually COMPETITIVE in college football.  But still, Clemson?!  Let's get real.  Everyone knows Winston is a buckeye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;God, I'm bored.  Piece out.&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/4339587466555579052-5820512219762411276?l=birnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/feeds/5820512219762411276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2009/08/winty-baby.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/5820512219762411276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/5820512219762411276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2009/08/winty-baby.html' title='Winty-Baby'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03740628798992031168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SmXQmIJGuoI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WnOfgFPoMyA/S220/picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SoyXVaxf-HI/AAAAAAAAADY/iNLxxMjlgfc/s72-c/IMG00202.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4339587466555579052.post-4972554550886564232</id><published>2009-08-19T16:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T16:54:16.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Sell It</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SoyPMQGUo8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/wRzw98nFcWI/s1600-h/IMG_6889.JPG" style="text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Duggy...why do you run my wallet dry????  We used to be so happy together...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SoyPMQGUo8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/wRzw98nFcWI/s1600-h/IMG_6889.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SoyPMQGUo8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/wRzw98nFcWI/s400/IMG_6889.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371825896188847042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;and now you tell me I owe you $500 at 60,000 miles?!  What's that?  Another $200 for your front brakes???!  $50 for an oil change?!!!!!  You hurt my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/4339587466555579052-4972554550886564232?l=birnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/feeds/4972554550886564232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2009/08/just-sell-it.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/4972554550886564232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/4972554550886564232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2009/08/just-sell-it.html' title='Just Sell It'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03740628798992031168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SmXQmIJGuoI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WnOfgFPoMyA/S220/picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SoyPMQGUo8I/AAAAAAAAADQ/wRzw98nFcWI/s72-c/IMG_6889.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4339587466555579052.post-2572419107960332934</id><published>2009-08-11T16:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T17:20:38.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rollerblades</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Rollerblades are cool.  If you disagree, you are insecure and worried that others will judge you.  I've always known this but I was reminded of just how cool they are today; ergo I am secure, unafraid of judgement, and cool.  Upon stepping into my Saloman women's size 7.5 rollerblades, I immediately regretted leaving them jammed into the back corner of my closet for a whole entire year.  As I started on my journey down the bike path, I was continuously reminded of why I feel this way towards rollerblading.  My first encounter with a rollerblader was a very pleasant conversation about the insanely hot weather we've been having.  The second was a query about the difficulty of skating over the debris that lie ahead.  The third a simple smile and wave - this coming from the ever intense rollerblader with one hand behind his back, leaning forward with the other arm swaying back and forth in front of his body.  My point is, there is a camaraderie that exists between rollerbladers.  Bikers are too busy becoming Lance Armstrong and runners are too tired to acknowledge your presence.  Not only is there a bond that exists between one another but it's fun AND you can still feel the burn.  After all, how did you think I got this great ass?  Piece out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                &lt;div&gt;                                  &lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Tqg-Z72dpSk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Tqg-Z72dpSk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;       &lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;           Song of the week: "Echo" by Incubus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;video taken from &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.youtube.com"&gt;YouTube&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4339587466555579052-2572419107960332934?l=birnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/feeds/2572419107960332934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2009/08/rollerblades.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/2572419107960332934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/2572419107960332934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2009/08/rollerblades.html' title='Rollerblades'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03740628798992031168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SmXQmIJGuoI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WnOfgFPoMyA/S220/picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4339587466555579052.post-7716284350304977548</id><published>2009-08-10T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T22:16:15.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brief Absence</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Whew!!!  What a week!  I can't believe I haven't blogged since Tuesday but it has been a ridiculously busy week in the Birnie household.  Since we last spoke, I was introduced to the greatest place in Durham, I acquired a roommate, I ran four miles and I went to Big Lots.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;My friend Tricia and I have made this plan to go to a different lunch spot every week.  She just graduated from Duke making her much more knowledgeable of where to eat other than Chipotle, Noodles and co., etc.  Last week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SoD4HQGIaII/AAAAAAAAAC4/yPAr3OwvUNA/s320/po_gourmet.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368563559289088130" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 13px; "&gt;she introduced me to Park and Otis which could possibly be the coolest place I have been since living here.  Not only do they serve the best BLT (I actually know this for a fact), but they have $2.50 glasses of wine on Thursday, a nifty little 50's-esque store (pictured to the right), a coffee bar, and from what I can tell, pretty amazing desserts.  They also have an awesome outdoor seating area where you can actually bring dogs and if you know me at all, you know this is a huge bonus!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Other than visiting Parker and Otis on a daily basis, I have been busy with moving apartments.  I know Breanne is going to get mad at me for throwing a pity party but it was without a doubt the hardest move I have had so far.  I had help from Gus and Brian moving the couch, w/d, etc. but I didn't realize how much shit (excuse my language) I have accumulated over the past year.  I also think I was extremely ill-prepared.  I had done 0 packing which resulted in thousands of trips made back and forth over the span of 24 hours.  I learned that a short move &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SoD8U2LWKhI/AAAAAAAAADA/7reOIGPkx94/s320/photo-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368568190896318994" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 13px; "&gt;doesn't always mean an easy move and I have no business heaving 50lb televisions on top of dressers.  In the end, I'm pretty sure it was all worth it and I'm happy with the results.  This is a picture of my room although the bed is not made so it doesn't look nearly as swanky as it is in person.  Just take my word for it!  Winston seems to be enjoying his new abode.  I know this because he's eaten more than I've seen him eat in the past month and he hasn't peed on the carpet yet.  I won't hold my breath.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 13px; "&gt;I had so many other things to say but it's getting late and I know you are tired!  I have a great song of the week that I hope to share with you tomorrow.  Until then, have a lovely Tuesday.  Piece out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;picture taken from www.parkerandotis.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 13px; "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4339587466555579052-7716284350304977548?l=birnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/feeds/7716284350304977548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2009/08/brief-absence.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/7716284350304977548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/7716284350304977548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2009/08/brief-absence.html' title='Brief Absence'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03740628798992031168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SmXQmIJGuoI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WnOfgFPoMyA/S220/picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SoD4HQGIaII/AAAAAAAAAC4/yPAr3OwvUNA/s72-c/po_gourmet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4339587466555579052.post-3454218498855148000</id><published>2009-08-04T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T19:44:05.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Doghouse</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Innocent or Guilty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SnjxrJm-qKI/AAAAAAAAACw/giF4tQozijE/s1600-h/winston.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 310px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SnjxrJm-qKI/AAAAAAAAACw/giF4tQozijE/s320/winston.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366304679628023970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;You tell me....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/4339587466555579052-3454218498855148000?l=birnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/feeds/3454218498855148000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2009/08/doghouse.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/3454218498855148000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/3454218498855148000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2009/08/doghouse.html' title='The Doghouse'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03740628798992031168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SmXQmIJGuoI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WnOfgFPoMyA/S220/picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SnjxrJm-qKI/AAAAAAAAACw/giF4tQozijE/s72-c/winston.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4339587466555579052.post-5389217158676540393</id><published>2009-08-03T13:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T20:22:45.025-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Serious Case of the Mondays</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Definition:  Lauren Birnie, August 3, 2009 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:small;"&gt;                           &lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_v90q0ydxMI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_v90q0ydxMI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I have to tell you, until today, I didn't know what this meant.  Bad day?  It must be Monday.  Tired?  Of course you are, it's Monday.  Depressed?  Monday.  No, today was downright ridiculous.  I have to be at work at 8:30 (technically 8:15).  I woke up at 11.  It's not like I hit the snooze or I didn't feel good.  I legitimately didn't wake up until 11.  My dog was even passed out.  I wish I could say I'm really important at my job and without me that place wouldn't run.  Not true.  But today of all days I had actual responsibilities, all of which had to be done by 11 or at least started before 11.  I screwed up literally everything I touched.  On any other Monday, I would've cried.  Today I laughed.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Here's to tomorrow.  Piece out.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/4339587466555579052-5389217158676540393?l=birnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/5389217158676540393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/5389217158676540393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2009/08/serious-case-of-mondays.html' title='Serious Case of the Mondays'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03740628798992031168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SmXQmIJGuoI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WnOfgFPoMyA/S220/picture.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4339587466555579052.post-4557099094161665771</id><published>2009-08-01T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T20:29:47.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adios</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Dear J,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SnUEHWJwAFI/AAAAAAAAACY/it7jh-bnkdc/s200/IMG_7781.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365199055333883986" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I've met someone else.  His name is Q and he has a lot to offer me.  He has two bedrooms and two bathrooms, all of which have locks and nice smooth walls.  Walls that have not been pounded with cell phones and fists (what?  i was angry!).  The cold water doesn't scream at me every time I turn it on, the hot water heater doesn't gurgle, and I'm pretty sure the power won't go out seven times while drying my hair.  The ceiling doesn't bow and the mantle doesn't have a large ash mark above it (ok, that was my fault).  The lady below Q doesn't have a cigarette glued to her mouth and her son likes dogs, so I'm FAIRLY certain she won't be calling the cops on me anytime soon.  I suppose I should give her the benefit of the doubt.  If a dog peed on me from the upstairs porch, I might be a little frustrated as well.  Most importantly, he doesn't smell like pee.  You should really consider bathing.  Sure, we've had some good times together.  Remember that time when you, Hamp, Breanne, Winston and I danced to Sisqo.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;                                              &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span 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guests &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 147px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SnUF405GmyI/AAAAAAAAACo/Gli2RbdPm18/s200/epitomy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365201004910779170" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;over and you created a great venue for late night Wii.  I really wouldn't mind playing this out to see where it takes us but Breanne said she wouldn't share a bed with me and my couch is beginning to smell like pee so she's not willing to negotiate.  I hope we can still be friends and you'll pick a nice couple to share your life with.  I'm sorry I had to tell you this over blog but I think it's best.  Take care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Piece Out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Lauren&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4339587466555579052-4557099094161665771?l=birnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=4d85104826a14471&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/feeds/4557099094161665771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2009/08/adios.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/4557099094161665771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/4557099094161665771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2009/08/adios.html' title='Adios'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03740628798992031168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SmXQmIJGuoI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WnOfgFPoMyA/S220/picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SnUEHWJwAFI/AAAAAAAAACY/it7jh-bnkdc/s72-c/IMG_7781.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4339587466555579052.post-7909620676771031280</id><published>2009-08-01T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T11:00:14.465-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Latest Happenings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SnR9o6klIkI/AAAAAAAAACQ/wLW39LaOgQI/s1600-h/webmail.birnies.com.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 194px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SnR9o6klIkI/AAAAAAAAACQ/wLW39LaOgQI/s200/webmail.birnies.com.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365051197976027714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Happy Saturday!!!  I had big plans today...BIG PLANS!!! but the sun is not cooperating so I'm stuck inside with the boys.  Yea, they look cute but I'm not impressed.  You shouldn't be either.  Just a second ago, I thought Winston was finally acting like the lovely young gentleman I had trained him to be but that bone I thought he was chewing on was in fact a tampon.  Outstanding.  Last night 30 MINUTES AFTER LETTING THEM OUT, I came into the living room to Onyx peeing on the carpet.  Winston thought it would be a good idea to follow suit.  Needless to say, I'm running out of paper towels.  Thank God I'm moving in a week...I'm guessing I can forget my deposit.  Other than cleaning up puppy accidents, I've been completely occupied by The OC, season 1 and Starbucks iced coffees.  Only one day of working at Gold's this past week which made me feel downright worthless.  Football season starts in 34 days and I could not be more excited.  Conveniently, the USC/Ohio State game is the same weekend Duke has an away game at Army so that works out well for me.  Time to get back to the OC.  Seth Cohen has to tell Summer he's dating Anna! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;One more thing.  So, I know songs of the week fall on Wednesday but I'm really into this song right now and I really couldn't wait til Wednesday.  If you are as impatient as I am, go to the six minute mark and listen to the instrumentals.  Pretty unreal.  Enjoy the rest of your weekend.  Piece out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;                      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;                            &lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/czqczlCfJ7U&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/czqczlCfJ7U&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ofarevolution.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;O.A.R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; 52/50&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/4339587466555579052-7909620676771031280?l=birnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/feeds/7909620676771031280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2009/08/latest-happenings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/7909620676771031280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/7909620676771031280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2009/08/latest-happenings.html' title='The Latest Happenings'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03740628798992031168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SmXQmIJGuoI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WnOfgFPoMyA/S220/picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SnR9o6klIkI/AAAAAAAAACQ/wLW39LaOgQI/s72-c/webmail.birnies.com.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4339587466555579052.post-8602491636355604304</id><published>2009-07-30T13:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T13:08:04.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Why am I always in a good mood when I wear my green pants??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SnH89BRDeMI/AAAAAAAAACI/M21f8PAmUhs/s1600-h/feet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364346756417157314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 310px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SnH89BRDeMI/AAAAAAAAACI/M21f8PAmUhs/s320/feet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4339587466555579052-8602491636355604304?l=birnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/feeds/8602491636355604304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2009/07/simple.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/8602491636355604304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/8602491636355604304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2009/07/simple.html' title='Simple'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03740628798992031168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SmXQmIJGuoI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WnOfgFPoMyA/S220/picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SnH89BRDeMI/AAAAAAAAACI/M21f8PAmUhs/s72-c/feet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4339587466555579052.post-7087374339566767979</id><published>2009-07-28T17:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T14:55:21.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What if...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;So lately I have been discussing with people a world in which no one could lie.  This sounds really deep but bare with me.  So think about it...I'm not just talking big lies like telling your girlfriend you cheated on her or telling your parents you are inviting eight guys to the house in Florida.  I'm talking little white lies too.  For instance, "hey, what do you think of this outfit?" to which you reply "I think it's absolutely terrible and you should never wear it again".  "Lauren, why do you think you are qualified for this job?"  "Actually sir, I don't.  I've been fired from my last five jobs, I tend to steal money, and I punched a coworker at my last job."  "Lauren, what do you think of my boyfriend?"  "I think he's about a 3 out of 10, his teeth are crooked, and I think I have that shirt in blue."  I'm guessing there would be some pretty extreme backlash but after everyone got used to it, I'd like to think that the good guy would win after all.  What do you think?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Song of the week brought to you by 98 degrees, Shannon Leary, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="www.youtube.com"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;youtube&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;.  Piece out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                   &lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7nY4ltWjt3Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7nY4ltWjt3Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4339587466555579052-7087374339566767979?l=birnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/feeds/7087374339566767979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-if.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/7087374339566767979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/7087374339566767979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-if.html' title='What if...'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03740628798992031168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SmXQmIJGuoI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WnOfgFPoMyA/S220/picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4339587466555579052.post-5088648273395990571</id><published>2009-07-27T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T07:51:37.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Essentials</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Coolest shoes ever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363151286215760530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 171px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/Sm29rfuR2pI/AAAAAAAAAB4/qYafF3R5HS4/s320/sandals.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;picture thanks to &lt;a href="http://www.sanuk.com/products/225145"&gt;Sanuk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;3 hour work day + new phone + surprise package from my mom = best day ever! Thanks, Mom! Piece out.&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/4339587466555579052-5088648273395990571?l=birnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/feeds/5088648273395990571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2009/07/essentials.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/5088648273395990571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/5088648273395990571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2009/07/essentials.html' title='The Essentials'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03740628798992031168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SmXQmIJGuoI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WnOfgFPoMyA/S220/picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/Sm29rfuR2pI/AAAAAAAAAB4/qYafF3R5HS4/s72-c/sandals.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4339587466555579052.post-7993455705660320346</id><published>2009-07-26T13:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T13:19:39.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Duggy's Famous!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Apparently work should not let us out early on Friday's because I tend to make very hasty purchases.  I took the plunge and bought an iPhone.  Say what you want...I caved, I'm trying to be like everyone else, etc.  The truth is, you're jealous.  Don't feel bad...I would be too.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I went out Friday for the first time in awhile.  I made the mistake of drinking Miller High Life (what?  they were only $1!) and have been paying for it ever since (please notice it is 4:11 on Sunday and I STILL have a headache).  All this down time has given me the chance to explore my new friend, Harry (the helpful iPhone).  They have the google maps application which has been my favorite so far.  I looked up all the addresses that I can remember in my tiny little brain.  I pulled up 722 Cherryfield (my previous residence) and found this :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/Smy5m_aneDI/AAAAAAAAABw/g7K9_Rtp-QU/s1600-h/duggy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/Smy5m_aneDI/AAAAAAAAABw/g7K9_Rtp-QU/s320/duggy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362865335800657970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Would you look at that!?  Duggy!  I just thought this was the coolest/creepiest thing.  The only way this could be better is if the google man captured Winston and I on the front porch.  Looks like i'll be spending a lot of my spare time on my porch.  Piece out.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4339587466555579052-7993455705660320346?l=birnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/feeds/7993455705660320346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2009/07/duggys-famous.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/7993455705660320346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/7993455705660320346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2009/07/duggys-famous.html' title='Duggy&apos;s Famous!'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03740628798992031168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SmXQmIJGuoI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WnOfgFPoMyA/S220/picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/Smy5m_aneDI/AAAAAAAAABw/g7K9_Rtp-QU/s72-c/duggy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4339587466555579052.post-5657692886941545120</id><published>2009-07-23T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T19:51:48.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Happy Place</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm not going to lie, I didn't have the best of days today.  I've had a pretty busy week and I think it finally caught up to me.  TGIT...one more day.  I worked at Gold's tonight which actually put me in a better mood.  I'm not sure if it was the excitement of being able to play basketball at work or just the mindless distraction.  I do know one thing. At the end of the day, I get to come home to this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/Smkg_XDfKTI/AAAAAAAAABg/DTerTGS6DpQ/s1600-h/IMG_7777.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/Smkg_XDfKTI/AAAAAAAAABg/DTerTGS6DpQ/s320/IMG_7777.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361853104253774130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Are you kidding me?  How could you be anything but happy?  Piece out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4339587466555579052-5657692886941545120?l=birnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/feeds/5657692886941545120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-happy-place.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/5657692886941545120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/5657692886941545120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-happy-place.html' title='My Happy Place'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03740628798992031168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SmXQmIJGuoI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WnOfgFPoMyA/S220/picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/Smkg_XDfKTI/AAAAAAAAABg/DTerTGS6DpQ/s72-c/IMG_7777.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4339587466555579052.post-1364512263027449216</id><published>2009-07-22T18:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T19:39:24.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LB Ramblings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SmfHvO0XjbI/AAAAAAAAABU/cIuMFr6Afrs/s1600-h/Blue+Devil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SmfHvO0XjbI/AAAAAAAAABU/cIuMFr6Afrs/s200/Blue+Devil.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361473495653387698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;First and foremost, I would like to take this time to thank my loyal followers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Carrie, Michae&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;l - your support means the world to me and without you, I would not have the courage to continue on my blogging journey.  That being said, I should not be able to name all my followers using one comma while being grammatically correct.  You know what this means.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;So today was a pretty good day.  Up above, you can see what I did at work (this is actually part of my "bucket list" but let's save that for another blog), I escaped for lunch with good company, I got to travel with my friend Scott to pick up his new puppy, Layla, and I got to talk to one of my all time favorite people in betwixt all of his Bar exam studying.  I did have high hopes for this evening such as rollerblading, targeting, etc. but my hopes were dashed as soon as I learned that said puppy was all the way in Corn Stalk, NC.  That was rude...it was actually a very pleasant little town.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Amongst all of the chaos (i'm kidding, things are rather dull at the moment), I have had some very deep conversations...about lamp shades.  Do they really make sense??  I mean, why have a light to make things brighter and then put a shade over it to DIM THE LIGHT?!  You tell me.  Mask or menace....ok, that really doesn't make sense right now and I'm not even quite sure that's the exact Spiderman quote.  But either way, lend me your thoughts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:13px;"&gt;Song of the week compliments of Michael Tomko, Lupe Fiasco, and &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g6pBKO2Sikc"&gt;YouTube&lt;/a&gt;.  Piece out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:13px;"&gt;     &lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/g6pBKO2Sikc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/g6pBKO2Sikc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&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/4339587466555579052-1364512263027449216?l=birnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/feeds/1364512263027449216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2009/07/lb-ramblings.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/1364512263027449216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/1364512263027449216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2009/07/lb-ramblings.html' title='LB Ramblings'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03740628798992031168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SmXQmIJGuoI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WnOfgFPoMyA/S220/picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SmfHvO0XjbI/AAAAAAAAABU/cIuMFr6Afrs/s72-c/Blue+Devil.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4339587466555579052.post-7496680636207061573</id><published>2009-07-21T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T10:43:04.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>These are a few of my favorite things...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;So, I'm new to this whole blogging thing and am actually quite nervous! People reading my innermost thoughts!?! Yikes! But frankly, I'm bored and my friend &lt;a href="http://findyourruby.blogspot.com/"&gt;Carrie&lt;/a&gt; has been nagging. So in an effort to please both her and I, I have succumb to the frightening yet exciting world of blogging. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;First things first, I should probably expand on my little diddy over there ---&gt;. As you might assume, I'm originally from Ohio and daydream about the state constantly (is that weird?). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                              &lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ea87ccfd2abb20b2" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dea87ccfd2abb20b2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331546107%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4CABCD8D555D3B506B7F2040784F385B3CF6BAD2.26BCF029FCE636CF959B69D43CB3E77027009B16%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dea87ccfd2abb20b2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3De_IMNbeURWlPnNonENU9qANcv68&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dea87ccfd2abb20b2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331546107%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4CABCD8D555D3B506B7F2040784F385B3CF6BAD2.26BCF029FCE636CF959B69D43CB3E77027009B16%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dea87ccfd2abb20b2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3De_IMNbeURWlPnNonENU9qANcv68&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;video couresty of &lt;a href="http://tbdbitl.osu.edu/?action=a018"&gt;THE Ohio State University Marching and Athletic Bands&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I mean seriously, what's not to love??? Saturdays in the fall are the highlight of my year...ONE MORE MONTH, LAUREN, ONE MORE MONTH. I'm pretty convinced if the whole year consisted of football Satur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SmXqpptfMJI/AAAAAAAAABE/akK8Rv_PpyY/s1600-h/winston2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360948932746621074" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SmXqpptfMJI/AAAAAAAAABE/akK8Rv_PpyY/s200/winston2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;days, I would have no friends and my dog would be really fat. Which leads me to touch on my next topic: Winston.  My &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SmXqpptfMJI/AAAAAAAAABE/akK8Rv_PpyY/s1600-h/winston2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dear sweet Winston.  I'm not going to lie.  I love him more than you.  Yes, you.  So he pees on my couch, chews up my only decent pair of sunglasses, and ate my copy of &lt;u&gt;New Moon&lt;/u&gt;!!!!  But other than that, he's a delight.  He licks my tears when I cry...and my legs when I step out of the shower (I know it's strange), he gives the best hugs (i'm serious!), and he's scared of plastic bags (I just feel like I need to write something in parenthesis since that seems to be the theme here).  I really don't know what I'd do without my second half and spooning partner.  Lastly and most importantly, I love my family.  Yea yea, I know.  Sappy is not my style but they had to be mentioned on my favorite things list.  Ok, I'm over it.  Listed below is a continuation of my favorite things because, well, I'm bored and impatient and I really can't stand to write anymore because I feel like i'm in 10th grade ENGLISH CLASS AND CARRIE IS SITTING BESIDE ME GETTING YELLED AT BY MS. CONDREN BECAUSE SHE MADE UP YET ANOTHER WORD SHE USED IN HER FIVE PARAGRAPH ESSAY!  Gasp!  Now I know why the ladies at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://gofugyourself.celebuzz.com/gfy_book/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;GFY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; use all caps sometimes...it's very liberating.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Drunken late night mario kart with a good friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Fresh green beans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;My moms chicken &amp;amp; noodles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Charlotte Ruth Birnie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Puppies of all sorts!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;A long walk with Winston&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Corona or Bud Light lime on the porch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Using really random words like rad, narly, moist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Weirding people out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;A clean apartment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Random trips to Rock Hill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Beating the crap out of a pinata with my best friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Weddings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;I hope you enjoyed my first of hopefully many blogs!!  Piece out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SmXqpptfMJI/AAAAAAAAABE/akK8Rv_PpyY/s1600-h/winston2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SmXqpptfMJI/AAAAAAAAABE/akK8Rv_PpyY/s1600-h/winston2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SmXqpptfMJI/AAAAAAAAABE/akK8Rv_PpyY/s1600-h/winston2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SmXqpptfMJI/AAAAAAAAABE/akK8Rv_PpyY/s1600-h/winston2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4339587466555579052-7496680636207061573?l=birnies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=ea87ccfd2abb20b2&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/feeds/7496680636207061573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2009/07/these-are-few-of-my-favorite-things.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/7496680636207061573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4339587466555579052/posts/default/7496680636207061573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birnies.blogspot.com/2009/07/these-are-few-of-my-favorite-things.html' title='These are a few of my favorite things...'/><author><name>Lauren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03740628798992031168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SmXQmIJGuoI/AAAAAAAAAAk/WnOfgFPoMyA/S220/picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7nnb56y8Rr4/SmXqpptfMJI/AAAAAAAAABE/akK8Rv_PpyY/s72-c/winston2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
