<?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-6100510779430425375</id><updated>2012-02-16T15:55:52.395-07:00</updated><category term='qu'/><title type='text'>Writing My Worries Away</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>99</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-6691789940588742215</id><published>2011-02-24T22:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T22:55:25.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For Peely...</title><content type='html'>Because I have officially lived in my apartment for over a year I figure I should probably update with new pics. &amp;nbsp;LOL. &amp;nbsp;It's definately my little home now. &amp;nbsp;I absolutely love my apartment. &amp;nbsp;I still have some big items I'd love to buy once I hit the lottery such as a new couch and bed. &amp;nbsp;For now though, my apartment is perfect and I'm happy to come home each night. &amp;nbsp;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, no pics of my bedroom yet as it was a MESS when I took these other pics. Please note the AWESOME T.V. 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But here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I've lost myself, yet again, in another relationship.  I don't know why I devote so much time on a relationship just to completely lose myself while serving someone else.  Yep, you've guessed it.  Shawn &amp; I broke up about 3 weeks ago and it hasn't been easy.  I realized that I had to let him go, that I wasn't the right one for him nor was he the right one for me.  It sucks...I thought he was the one.  But in reality I was being selfish by holding onto him and holding onto a relationship that probably ended a long time ago.  I miss him so much.  I mean in the 1 1/2 we were together he became my best friend.  I hope that eventually we can be the best of friends again, but right now it's too hard for me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although, I would really like to find the "one", I am going to focus on me and learn to love myself again.  This won't be easy as I am easily distracted with work and friends, but it's something I have to do.  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-6110875156475632570?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/6110875156475632570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2010/12/long-overdue.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/6110875156475632570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/6110875156475632570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2010/12/long-overdue.html' title='Long Overdue'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-1842045900596290149</id><published>2010-10-29T12:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T12:43:04.446-06:00</updated><title type='text'>We go BOOO OOO OOO OOO OOO GRRR</title><content type='html'>Please check out my co workers and I breakin' it down Halloween style! 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&amp;nbsp;Hope you all have a great day &amp;amp; year! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;lt;3 &amp;lt;3 &amp;lt;3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;October 1st: &lt;i&gt;Mom, I hope you have a wonderful year! &amp;nbsp;Love you sooo much!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;October 2nd: &lt;i&gt;Carlie Jessop...14?, Really?. &amp;nbsp;Stop growing up...no seriously, just stop it! &amp;nbsp;:) &amp;nbsp;I hope you had a wonderful birthday. &amp;nbsp;I love you mucho mucho!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;October 5th: &lt;i&gt;Diana Fiore, I hope you have a fun birthday tomorrow sweetie! &amp;nbsp;I miss you so much! &amp;nbsp;Tell your mom to let me steal you for a week! &amp;nbsp;And tell her to take lots and lots of pictures at your dance classes. &amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;3&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;October 8th: &lt;i&gt;Shawn Jolley, happy happy birthday old man! &amp;nbsp;hahaha. &amp;nbsp;I hope your last year in your 20's is fabulous and that you get everything you want for your birthday. &amp;nbsp;MUAH&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;October 10th: &lt;i&gt;Joe Jessop, I am so glad you are celebrating this year as a coach! &amp;nbsp;It was long awaited but well deserved! &amp;nbsp;Happy bday!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;October 13th: &lt;i&gt;A-Mack, hey vanilla chocolate! &amp;nbsp;Hope you have fun in Cancun and that your bday is fun!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;October 27th: &lt;i&gt;Tarin Odom, you are so stinking cute! &amp;nbsp;I hope you have so much fun on your birthday! &amp;nbsp;:)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;October 28th: &lt;i&gt;Kris Jessop, I just want to steal you! &amp;nbsp;You are so adorable! &amp;nbsp;I cannot believe you will be 5 years old...stop growing up! &amp;nbsp;:) &amp;nbsp;Love you so much! &amp;nbsp;Hope you have a wonderful birthday!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Love always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Caitlin&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;AKA&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Aunt CC,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Your best friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Your girlfriend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Your daughter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Your sister-in-law&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-2062233009819354455?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/2062233009819354455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2010/10/cumpleanos-feliz-octubre.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/2062233009819354455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/2062233009819354455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2010/10/cumpleanos-feliz-octubre.html' title='Cumpleaños Feliz Octubre'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-3661308335213050146</id><published>2010-10-04T14:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T09:28:46.584-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall is Here</title><content type='html'>Wow, all I can say is where the heck has this year gone! &amp;nbsp;I cannot believe how fast the years keep flying by, this year especially! &amp;nbsp;I never thought I would say...well I never thought I would say a lot of things in my life time, but I REALLY never thought I'd say I am excited for the weather change. &amp;nbsp;We've had a unusually long summer this year in Utah thanks to Mother Nature's awesomeness! &amp;nbsp;Now I'm just working on getting her to keep the snow away this year! &amp;nbsp;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fall has become one of my favorite times of year. &amp;nbsp;Leaves change. Sweaters and pants are pulled out of storage. Homes smell of pies, cocoa, cookies and spices. Doors are left open for cool breezes. Electricity bills go down. Tons of Odom birthdays. Halloween and Thanksgiving. My frizzy hair becomes&amp;nbsp;manageable. &amp;nbsp;You get the picture...&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I just want to give thanks for all the wonderful people in my life. All of the material things I am blessed to have. And to have such great parents!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-3661308335213050146?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/3661308335213050146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2010/10/fall-is-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/3661308335213050146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/3661308335213050146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2010/10/fall-is-here.html' title='Fall is Here'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-741316851925929171</id><published>2010-10-04T14:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T14:15:56.485-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Wonderful Thing Happened on October 1st, 1948</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;The best mother in the whole world was born!!! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Dorothy Ellen Matthews Odom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Happy Birthday Mom! &amp;nbsp;Thank you for everything you do, for all the unconditional love you give, for all the tears you've helped dry, and for setting such a great example! &amp;nbsp;You are&amp;nbsp;truly&amp;nbsp;amazing and talented. &amp;nbsp;I am proud to say that "I am becoming my Mother" and can only hope to one day be the kind of woman you are. &amp;nbsp;I hope this year brings you nothing but joy and happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&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: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Love &lt;u&gt;always&lt;/u&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;u&gt;forever&lt;/u&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&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: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Caity&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/6100510779430425375-741316851925929171?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/741316851925929171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2010/10/wonderful-thing-happened-on-october-1st.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/741316851925929171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/741316851925929171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2010/10/wonderful-thing-happened-on-october-1st.html' title='A Wonderful Thing Happened on October 1st, 1948'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-8482854179320656908</id><published>2010-09-30T09:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T09:22:53.157-06:00</updated><title type='text'>BELATED: August &amp; September Birthday Shout out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/color%20splash" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="color splash cupcake Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" height="200" src="http://i835.photobucket.com/albums/zz279/summerlovin7396hotmailcom/color%20splash/colorfulcupcake.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I'm sorry this is coming out so late, but I didn't want anyone to feel left out of my awesome birthday blogs...lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;August 23rd:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Christina Fiore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Happy Birthday to my oldest niece!! &amp;nbsp;Hope you had a great one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;September 7th:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Julie Odom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Happy Birthday Jules! &amp;nbsp;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;September 14th:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Caitlin Carmichael&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Happy Birthday bestie. &amp;nbsp;I am glad I got to visit you this past week. &amp;nbsp;Love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;September 27th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Ed Fiore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! &amp;nbsp;Hope you had a great day and that this year brings you lots of happiness. &amp;nbsp;&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/6100510779430425375-8482854179320656908?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/8482854179320656908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2010/09/belated-august-september-birthday-shout.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/8482854179320656908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/8482854179320656908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2010/09/belated-august-september-birthday-shout.html' title='BELATED: August &amp; September Birthday Shout out!'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i835.photobucket.com/albums/zz279/summerlovin7396hotmailcom/color%20splash/th_colorfulcupcake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-1036346382194181653</id><published>2010-08-12T12:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T12:26:28.342-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Difference!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Needing someone just isn't my style.&amp;nbsp; I truly hate depending on anyone for anything.&amp;nbsp; Unfortunately for me I threw myself into a situation that consequently made me dependent on everyone &amp;amp; everything!&amp;nbsp; My family, my friends, public transportation, roommates, my feet, my job, my boyfriend, my cell phone, my..well, you get the point.&amp;nbsp; Now that&amp;nbsp; I (only with my family's help) have pulled myself out of that terrible situation, I needed time to find myself.&amp;nbsp; What did I really want?&amp;nbsp; Who am I?&amp;nbsp; Where am I heading in my life?&amp;nbsp; Who are my real friends?&amp;nbsp; Am I happy?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I took the leap about a month ago and went on a "soul" searching journey.&amp;nbsp; I have landed (previous to my leap) the best job I could hope for at this point in my life.&amp;nbsp; I work with amazing people who appreciate me and my work ethics!&amp;nbsp; I enjoy all the responsibility that they allow me to take on.&amp;nbsp; I have ended a few friendships that seemed to be bringing me down and not uplifting me to where I want to be.&amp;nbsp; Shawn &amp;amp; I split for the time being.&amp;nbsp; I couldn't ask for a better friend right now.&amp;nbsp; He&amp;nbsp;gets that I need this time to figure out what I want and who I am.&amp;nbsp; I dove back into working out.&amp;nbsp; I go to Zumba 1-3 times a week and the gym on my off days.&amp;nbsp; I've lost 12lbs so far.&amp;nbsp; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;**Go Me, Go Me!**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp; I am starting to find the Happy Cait again!&amp;nbsp; I feel like a giant weight has been lifted off my shoulders.&amp;nbsp; And although I am lonely at times and wish somethings could have worked out better, I am in a much better place already!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;So, the &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;difference&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; is that I don't &lt;strike&gt;need&lt;/strike&gt; anyone or anything.&amp;nbsp; Instead,&amp;nbsp;I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;WANT &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;them!&amp;nbsp; I realize now what type of people I want in my life.&amp;nbsp; I realize the type of things I want to surround myself with.&amp;nbsp; Have I figured out all the answers to my questions?&amp;nbsp; Of course not, but I'm well on my way to finding the answers.&amp;nbsp; And to top off all this progress I'm making&amp;nbsp;internally, I'm going to Florida next month to spend time with some of the best friends I could ever ask for!&amp;nbsp; I can't wait!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I wanted to post this for all of my family and friends that have been worried or concerned with me the past few months.&amp;nbsp; I also want to thank you for never giving up on me.&amp;nbsp; For letting me grow up on my own schedule and for encouraging me to keep at it!&amp;nbsp; For telling me not to constantly beat myself up about my past. &amp;nbsp;You know who you are and I love you so much!&amp;nbsp; Will keep you posted on my progress.&amp;nbsp; xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-1036346382194181653?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/1036346382194181653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2010/08/difference.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/1036346382194181653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/1036346382194181653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2010/08/difference.html' title='The Difference!'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-2425362104576302314</id><published>2010-07-29T09:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T09:24:22.501-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Elevator Crash</title><content type='html'>We have the SLOWEST elevators at work!&amp;nbsp; Our building is only 3 floors and I swear it takes 2-3 minutes to get to each floor.&amp;nbsp; Everytime I take the elevator I think, how long is it going to take this time.&amp;nbsp; Or if the elevator was to fall to the ground and crash it wouldn't even hurt b/c they go so slow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I had a dream about elevators last night.&amp;nbsp; And the one big one crashed to the ground and ppl were injured.&amp;nbsp; And I had to keep riding up the 2nd elevator to help ppl down to the ground level and get them out of the building.&amp;nbsp; I am convinced that that dream had to do with the emotions I've been feeling lately.&amp;nbsp; I am up and down about a certain "thing" in my life and it's to the point where I'm starting to break down emotionally more than once a day!&amp;nbsp; It's frustrating and maybe I just need to let this "thing" go and stop beating myself up about every little thing that happens.&amp;nbsp; IDK-just some thoughts I wanted to get off my chest.&amp;nbsp; BUT after that dream I'm so taking the stairs today, NOT the elevator!&amp;nbsp; ha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-2425362104576302314?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/2425362104576302314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2010/07/elevator-crash.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/2425362104576302314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/2425362104576302314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2010/07/elevator-crash.html' title='Elevator Crash'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-3621845591532904569</id><published>2010-07-16T10:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T10:48:02.024-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My almost Fatal Target Experience</title><content type='html'>I think you are only able to understand the extint of my bad luck &amp;amp; off the wall experiences unless you are an ODOM!&amp;nbsp; lol.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week has been one of those weeks where I wish I had never gotten out of bed on Monday!&amp;nbsp; On Tuesday I was so excited for the Hills finale and decided I needed some Target popcorn.&amp;nbsp; Have you ever had their popcorn?? Oh man it's so salty and amazing!&amp;nbsp; haha.&amp;nbsp; Anyway, I called Leslie on my way into Target and while talking to her, ran into EVERY SINGLE end cap in the store!!&amp;nbsp; I was so embarrassed, so I let Leslie go.&amp;nbsp; Walked past the rugs and a Target price sign almost fell on my head!&amp;nbsp; I realized at this point that the Target Gods didn't want me in their store that day.&amp;nbsp; So as I am walking towards the popcorn stand I quickly realize that there isn't any...NO popcorn.&amp;nbsp; I was devistated (ok, that's an over statement!).&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got home to watch the Hills and quickly realized that the finale wouldn't be on until 11pm my time and that was just much too late for me.&amp;nbsp; So I went to bed...Fabulous Tuesday eh?&amp;nbsp; :)&amp;nbsp; lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-3621845591532904569?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/3621845591532904569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-almost-fatal-target-experience.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/3621845591532904569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/3621845591532904569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-almost-fatal-target-experience.html' title='My almost Fatal Target Experience'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-2866471889188384134</id><published>2010-05-18T19:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T19:41:36.573-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kidney &amp; Throat Infection</title><content type='html'>OMG-I hate being sick more than anything.&amp;nbsp; But I especially hate being sick with 2 different things at the SAME time!&amp;nbsp; I am miserable and soooo ready for my antibiotic's to kick these infections' outta my body!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not only mad that I got sick BUT I totally broke my year and a half streak of NOT missing a single day of work!&amp;nbsp; :(&amp;nbsp; Oh well....stuff happens right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-2866471889188384134?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/2866471889188384134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2010/05/kidney-throat-infection.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/2866471889188384134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/2866471889188384134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2010/05/kidney-throat-infection.html' title='Kidney &amp; Throat Infection'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-7995007611298138784</id><published>2010-05-18T19:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T19:37:10.677-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Chimichangas you say?</title><content type='html'>Oh yes, I so went there in my kitchen about a week after &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;Cinco&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp; &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;IDKW&lt;/span&gt; (I don't know why) but Shawn &amp;amp; I crave Mexican food about 80% of the time!&amp;nbsp; I found a super simple recipe for chicken &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;chimichanga's&lt;/span&gt; that I just had to try.&amp;nbsp; I like the recipe b/c you can play with the heat of it...make is super spicy or not spicy at all.&amp;nbsp; Next time I make them I doubt I'd make so much green sauce and I'll take the temperature up a notch.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the recipe, let me know how much ya like it!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Chicken &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;Chimichanga's&lt;/span&gt; with Green Sauce&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingredients:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 cans cream of chicken soup&lt;br /&gt;2 (4oz) cans diced green chile's &lt;em&gt;(if you like the heat get the HOT ones or if you are a wimp and don't like the heat get MILD)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 tbsp. fresh lime juice&lt;br /&gt;1 8oz cream cheese &lt;em&gt;(soften to room temp.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/2 pkg. of taco seasoning&lt;br /&gt;8 medium sized flour tortillas&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;EVOO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;(extra virgin olive oil....I watch Rachel Ray too much!&amp;nbsp; ha ha)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8oz bag of sharp cheddar cheese&lt;br /&gt;1lb. chicken shredded &lt;em&gt;(I used left over store bought rotisserie chicken which made my life easy, but I'm sure any other type of chicken would work just as fine!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 jalapeno &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt;-seeded &amp;amp; chopped &lt;strong&gt;(optional)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 8oz sour cream &lt;strong&gt;(optional)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to Cook!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pour cream of chicken soup, green chilies, &amp;amp; lime juice into blender.&amp;nbsp; Puree ingredients.&amp;nbsp; Pour into sauce pan &amp;amp; heat over medium to low heat.&amp;nbsp; &amp;lt;-----This is your green sauce to be poured over your &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;Chimichangas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stir (in a large bowl) cream cheese, sharp cheddar cheese, jalapeno &amp;amp; taco seasoning until well blended.&amp;nbsp; Fold in shredded chicken.&amp;nbsp; Evenly divide into tortillas.&amp;nbsp; Fold up tortillas like burritos, seem down to keep everything intact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heat veggie oil over med.-high heat in skillet.&amp;nbsp; Fry (4 at a time) until golden brown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;chimichangas&lt;/span&gt; are plated, pour green sauce on top with a dollop of sour cream and a sprinkle of cheese and DEVOUR!&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-7995007611298138784?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/7995007611298138784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2010/05/chimichangas-you-say.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/7995007611298138784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/7995007611298138784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2010/05/chimichangas-you-say.html' title='Chimichangas you say?'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-932639190730048503</id><published>2010-05-18T19:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T19:09:22.061-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jota Jota Ja Ja     Happy [belated] Cinco De Mayo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I know this post is belated but oh well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I think I may have made a new tradition&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt; for &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;Cinco&lt;/span&gt; De Mayo.&amp;nbsp; I met Shawn on May 1st 2009 and on May 5th I invited him and his friend Travis over for some home made enchilada pie.&amp;nbsp; This year (very last minute) I decided to invite a few friends over for a &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;Cinco&lt;/span&gt; De Mayo get together.&amp;nbsp; Again, I made enchilada pie but stepped it up a bit and made home made chips...an all time &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;fav&lt;/span&gt;. of mine.&amp;nbsp; :)&amp;nbsp; My food, along with some other munchies, was a great&lt;/span&gt; success!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/S_M5QI6vd7I/AAAAAAAAALw/Apiq0XSrprU/s1600/DSC04995.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/S_M5QI6vd7I/AAAAAAAAALw/Apiq0XSrprU/s320/DSC04995.JPG" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/S_M5RtL-ipI/AAAAAAAAAL4/DjJVmsOA8Dk/s1600/DSC04996.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/S_M5RtL-ipI/AAAAAAAAAL4/DjJVmsOA8Dk/s320/DSC04996.JPG" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;**Let's pretend that one chippy didn't get a little TOO crisp....&amp;nbsp; &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-932639190730048503?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/932639190730048503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2010/05/jota-jota-ja-ja-happy-belated-cinco-de.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/932639190730048503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/932639190730048503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2010/05/jota-jota-ja-ja-happy-belated-cinco-de.html' title='Jota Jota Ja Ja     Happy [belated] Cinco De Mayo'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/S_M5QI6vd7I/AAAAAAAAALw/Apiq0XSrprU/s72-c/DSC04995.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-1143051351752293772</id><published>2010-05-06T18:01:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T18:01:21.637-06:00</updated><title type='text'>May Birthday Post!</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jordan &amp;amp; Ember!&amp;nbsp; :)&amp;nbsp; I hope you both have a wonderful birthday and a great year!&amp;nbsp; LOVE YOU BOTH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-1143051351752293772?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/1143051351752293772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2010/05/may-birthday-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/1143051351752293772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/1143051351752293772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2010/05/may-birthday-post.html' title='May Birthday Post!'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-3512580547877715417</id><published>2010-05-01T20:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T20:48:07.536-06:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Year Ago....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/S9znd7mmqDI/AAAAAAAAALg/MTV3VtisrfE/s1600/4081601044_f962e3762d.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/S9znd7mmqDI/AAAAAAAAALg/MTV3VtisrfE/s320/4081601044_f962e3762d.jpg" tt="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met Shawn Jolley.&amp;nbsp; The sweetest, most patient, kindest man I'd ever met (next to my Dad of course).&amp;nbsp; Actually, Shawn has so many of the qualities and characteristics of Dad it's kinda scary!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway-On May 1st 2009 I met Shawn &amp;amp; his friends at a local hang out my girlfriends &amp;amp; I used to go to.&amp;nbsp; We all seemed to click right away.&amp;nbsp; Shawn &amp;amp; I got together the next day, and the next, and the next.&amp;nbsp; :)&amp;nbsp; We have almost been inseperable!&amp;nbsp; lol.&amp;nbsp; We dated for a few weeks before making it official on May 30th that we were boyfriend and girlfriend.&amp;nbsp; :)&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so happy I met him!&amp;nbsp; I am so happy that he has stuck by myside through all the tough times I've had over the past year.&amp;nbsp; I don't know what I'd do without him.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you Shawn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/S9zn2ZSB9LI/AAAAAAAAALo/k6QicFGv4s0/s1600/DSC04441.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/S9zn2ZSB9LI/AAAAAAAAALo/k6QicFGv4s0/s320/DSC04441.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-3512580547877715417?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/3512580547877715417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2010/05/1-year-ago.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/3512580547877715417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/3512580547877715417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2010/05/1-year-ago.html' title='1 Year Ago....'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/S9znd7mmqDI/AAAAAAAAALg/MTV3VtisrfE/s72-c/4081601044_f962e3762d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-7916144924044749567</id><published>2010-04-12T16:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T16:16:06.292-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Weekend</title><content type='html'>I have to say that I tend to get really homesick for Florida &amp;amp; all my FL friends on the weekends.&amp;nbsp; I miss just going out to lunch with a girl friend.&amp;nbsp; Or going to the beach a reading a book.&amp;nbsp; Utah's landscape just doesn't offer the things I want...the ocean, sand, hot sunny weather, and crazy amounts of outdoor shopping and activites.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started to get really down on Friday and it continued over to saturday.&amp;nbsp; I kept telling Shawn "I'M GOING STIR CRAZY!"&amp;nbsp; And without a car, I can't just get up and go visit my mom &amp;amp; dad whenever I want to.&amp;nbsp; :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT, Shawn's friends...who have became my friends...saved the day on Saturday night.&amp;nbsp; :)&amp;nbsp; Travis, Dom, Nick, and Rodney all came over to hang out.&amp;nbsp; After a few hours of much needed fun for me, we decided to go to Oscars (a local&amp;nbsp;pool hall &amp;amp; club).&amp;nbsp; OHHHH MY GOODNESS!&amp;nbsp; I had so much fun!&amp;nbsp; Shawn, Rodney, &amp;amp; I all had a dance off.&amp;nbsp; lol.&amp;nbsp; Needless to say it was a blast and much needed break from my homesickness...&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/S8ObhwrcB9I/AAAAAAAAALY/hhFJCckJu3c/s1600/DSC04979.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="289" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/S8ObhwrcB9I/AAAAAAAAALY/hhFJCckJu3c/s320/DSC04979.jpg" width="320" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I can't even start to explain to you how lucky I am to have an amazing boyfriend who has awesome friends.&amp;nbsp; And thank god for Tamina...she is my P.I.C. for life.&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-7916144924044749567?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/7916144924044749567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2010/04/crazy-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/7916144924044749567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/7916144924044749567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2010/04/crazy-weekend.html' title='Crazy Weekend'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/S8ObhwrcB9I/AAAAAAAAALY/hhFJCckJu3c/s72-c/DSC04979.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-6236408794302312283</id><published>2010-04-12T16:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T16:08:36.364-06:00</updated><title type='text'>MOVIE REVIEW</title><content type='html'>Date Night&lt;br /&gt;*****&amp;nbsp; Hands down, funniest movie I have seen in a LONG time!&amp;nbsp; Steve Carrel &amp;amp; Tina Fey are HILARIOUS together!&amp;nbsp; :)&amp;nbsp; Besides all of the humor the message in the movie is adorable.&amp;nbsp; GO SEE IT!&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-6236408794302312283?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/6236408794302312283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2010/04/movie-review.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/6236408794302312283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/6236408794302312283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2010/04/movie-review.html' title='MOVIE REVIEW'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-5895195464311194721</id><published>2010-04-07T11:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T11:14:37.538-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hippity Hoppity...Easter's on its way</title><content type='html'>Actually it's already passed.&amp;nbsp; But it was such a good one I just had to blog about it!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To start off the Easter festivities I decided to buy massive amounts of candy.&amp;nbsp; Because massive amounts of candy is totally on my diet.&amp;nbsp; Anway-Shawn's sister Bree had a birthday back in March but all of our schedules were too busy to get together for her actual bday.&amp;nbsp; So instead, Shawn's mom, Diana, had us all over for dinner the evening before easter.&amp;nbsp; It was delish!&amp;nbsp; Diana made home made mashed potatoes, stuffing, a HUGE turkey lurkey, corn, and rolls.&amp;nbsp; I really wanted to stuff my face with like 3rd's but I kept my manners in check!&amp;nbsp; lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Easter Sunday morning I decided I needed to clean my house from top to bottom.&amp;nbsp; IDK why I decided to do that but I did and it took me a few hours.&amp;nbsp; After working up a sweat I got ready to head over to Mom &amp;amp; Dad's for Easter Sunday dinner.&amp;nbsp; I haven't been out there to see them in over a month!!, so I was very excited to get going.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom made ham, funneral potatoes, salad, steamed asparagus, and rolls.&amp;nbsp; OH MY, I didn't mind my manners at Mom &amp;amp; Dad's!&amp;nbsp; I am pretty sure I had 4th's!&amp;nbsp; ;)&amp;nbsp; Once we were all stuffed, we all (Mom, Dad, Shawn, Jordan, Julie, &amp;amp; the kiddos's) layed around the house trying to let the food settle.&amp;nbsp; I brought over the game Catch Phrase (my ALL time fav game).&amp;nbsp; Mom &amp;amp; dad had never played before so I figured it'd be fun.&amp;nbsp; We had SOO much fun playing guys against girls that we ended up playing round after round after round (about 2 hours!).&amp;nbsp; I also brought desert...ice cream cupcakes from cold stone.&amp;nbsp; Yummy!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, I had a great Easter weekend with Shawn's fam and my fam.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-5895195464311194721?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/5895195464311194721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2010/04/hippity-hoppityeasters-on-its-way.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/5895195464311194721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/5895195464311194721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2010/04/hippity-hoppityeasters-on-its-way.html' title='Hippity Hoppity...Easter&apos;s on its way'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-1852868217317304069</id><published>2010-04-06T21:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T21:43:19.444-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Not NOBODY, Not NOHOW!  ~Cowardly Lion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/wizard%20of%20oz" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Wizard Of Oz Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" height="400" src="http://i732.photobucket.com/albums/ww329/fciprich/Wizard20of20Oz.gif" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;If you didn't get the title of my blog then you are not a die hard Wizard of Oz fan!&amp;nbsp; :) &lt;center&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have been in love or obsessed (you chose) since I was a little kid with the Wizard of Oz.&amp;nbsp; My mom &amp;amp; dad had a VHS copy that they recorded from T.V. and I remember watching that movie over and over and over again.&amp;nbsp; In school I took film analysis and we had to analyze this movie.&amp;nbsp; I was a little scared b/c I thought it might ruin the fantasy I had built up around this movie that one day I could live Somewhere over the Rainbow.&amp;nbsp; &lt;strong&gt;[What?&amp;nbsp; Just because I am 25 years old doesn't mean I can't still pretend!!&amp;nbsp; All you boring people that stopped pretending once it wasn't cool anymore should be ashamed of yourselves!!!!&amp;nbsp; ;)]&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;Anyway, back to my story...Picking apart the Wizard of Oz and all it's cast only gave me a bigger appreciation for the movie.&amp;nbsp; I couldn't believe how mean Judy Garland was treated.&amp;nbsp; And all the other crazy stuff that happend on and off the screen!&amp;nbsp; Once I moved out onto my own I realized I needed my own copy of the Wizard of Oz...so I bought it...on VHS.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's been about 8 years ago and my VHS player is long gone to VHS player heaven. I needed to upgrade to DVD, and I finally did it...last week I bought Wizard of Oz on DVD!!!!&amp;nbsp; OHHHHH man I was so excited.&amp;nbsp; Even though I saw Shawn secretly rolling his eyes at me, I kinda jumped in the air and squeeled with excitment.&amp;nbsp; (It takes a VERY patient man to be my boyfriend!)&amp;nbsp; Anyway-I knew Shawn didn't really want to watch the movie so when he had plans to go out with his friends to a concert I decided to stay home and watch the movie AND drink out of the Wizard of Oz mug Shawn got me for Christmas.&amp;nbsp; OMG-it was just as awesome as I remembered!&amp;nbsp; I am sooo going to be that pushy Aunt that makes all of my nieces and nephews watch that movie!&amp;nbsp; REGARDLESS OF AGE...Jansen....&amp;nbsp;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So overall my Wizard of Oz on DVD experience has been a great one! Except for the part about me having this song stuck in my head NON STOP for the past week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dorothy: It really was no miracle. What happened was just this... &lt;br /&gt;Dorothy: [singing] The wind began to switch / The house, to pitch / And suddenly the hinges started to unhitch / Just then the Witch / To satisfy an itch / &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Went flying on her broomstick, thumbing for a hitch!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Munchkin: And, oh, what happened then was rich! &lt;br /&gt;Munchkins: [singing] The house began to pitch / The kitchen took a slich / It landed on the Wicked Witch in the middle of a ditch / Which was not a happy situation for the Wicked Witch! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The underlined bolded part of the song is the main line that finds it's way back into my head and the words seem to spill out of my mouth over and over.&amp;nbsp; I hope they find their way stuck into your head as well.&amp;nbsp; :)&amp;nbsp; LOVE YA'LL&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-1852868217317304069?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/1852868217317304069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2010/04/not-nobody-not-nohow-cowardly-lion.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/1852868217317304069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/1852868217317304069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2010/04/not-nobody-not-nohow-cowardly-lion.html' title='Not NOBODY, Not NOHOW!  ~Cowardly Lion'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-7737375749508531069</id><published>2010-04-03T10:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T10:53:49.561-06:00</updated><title type='text'>APRIL BIRITHDAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/happy%20birthday" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="happy birthday Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" height="136" src="http://i258.photobucket.com/albums/hh275/karebearlv/BIRTHDAY/e63e0acd1e7ba57dbd6c35474ce5eaba.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 24th-WILL!&amp;nbsp; I hope you have a wonderful birthday!&amp;nbsp; I love you and miss you so much!&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-7737375749508531069?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/7737375749508531069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2010/04/april-birithday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/7737375749508531069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/7737375749508531069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2010/04/april-birithday.html' title='APRIL BIRITHDAY'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i258.photobucket.com/albums/hh275/karebearlv/BIRTHDAY/th_e63e0acd1e7ba57dbd6c35474ce5eaba.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-6821350055728339648</id><published>2010-03-30T15:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T15:20:29.946-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Slumpity Slump Slump</title><content type='html'>I am caught in such a slump in my life!&amp;nbsp; I feel like I am more stressed out and unhappy with things in my life than I have been in a long time.&amp;nbsp; And it's so weird b/c I really have a lot going for me and a lot of great opportunities coming my way in the next month or so.&amp;nbsp; But for some reason I can't shake this feeling.&amp;nbsp; :(&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I need a vacation from life...&amp;nbsp; And I need to book a plane to Florida for at least a week so I can lay on the beach and get my brain back on track!&amp;nbsp; Any donations would be greatly appreciated!&amp;nbsp; lol&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping that by the end of this week things might start to look better and that April might not be AS stressfull.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love &amp;amp; miss you all!&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-6821350055728339648?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/6821350055728339648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2010/03/slumpity-slump-slump.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/6821350055728339648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/6821350055728339648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2010/03/slumpity-slump-slump.html' title='Slumpity Slump Slump'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-4082005826923337714</id><published>2010-03-27T09:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T09:42:06.004-06:00</updated><title type='text'>NO MORE SICKNESS</title><content type='html'>Dear Mom &amp;amp; Dad,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please get better soon!&amp;nbsp; I miss hanging out with you and talking to you everyday.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love always, your selfish daughter,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caity.&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS-you guys are the best!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-4082005826923337714?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/4082005826923337714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2010/03/no-more-sickness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/4082005826923337714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/4082005826923337714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2010/03/no-more-sickness.html' title='NO MORE SICKNESS'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-2459331469202208719</id><published>2010-03-08T18:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T18:04:54.104-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's About That Time Again....</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/tissue%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Tissue Issue Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" height="400" src="http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l42/__Rambo__/Photography/TissueBox.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have gone through 2 boxes of tissues close to this, half a box of Mucinex, at least 6 tablets of Mucinex DM, 4 or 5 cans of chicken noodle soup, and a little less than half a bottle of knock off Nyquil...It's flu &amp;amp; cold season!!!!&amp;nbsp; lol&amp;nbsp; So I've been sick for about a week now but I start to feel like I'm getting over the hump of this dang thing!&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I have been sicky I have been either in my bed or on the couch for a WEEK...other than the time I'm at work.&amp;nbsp; So yesterday when I felt like I had a LITTLE energy, I decided to get out all my scrapbook stuff and go through it.&amp;nbsp; This isn't a HUGE project considering I don't have that much scrapbook stuff but boy o boy did I have a lot of JUNK!&amp;nbsp; I found all of my bridal shower and wedding cards...AKWARD!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I found a card from my 6th grade "boyfriend" Austin.&amp;nbsp; That made me laugh.&amp;nbsp; I found a TON of mushy cards from Chad from when we first met.&amp;nbsp; AND I found a bunch of awards I received in grade school.&amp;nbsp; Needless to say I threw away the "junk" and I set down to finish my cheerleading scrapbook.&amp;nbsp; I didn't even get close to finishing but it was fun!&amp;nbsp; In the mix of all the cheerleading pics I found, I found this picture of Darcie Odom &amp;amp; I after the Blink 182 concert (I think I was in 10th or 11th grade!!!!&amp;nbsp; lol.&amp;nbsp; What a fun time reminiscing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s34.photobucket.com/albums/d108/caitodom/?action=view¤t=26010_1140700296875_1808477971_2772.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="240" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d108/caitodom/26010_1140700296875_1808477971_2772.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-2459331469202208719?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/2459331469202208719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-about-that-time-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/2459331469202208719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/2459331469202208719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-about-that-time-again.html' title='It&apos;s About That Time Again....'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l42/__Rambo__/Photography/th_TissueBox.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-3101074049990123308</id><published>2010-03-01T17:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T17:22:24.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Review!!!</title><content type='html'>Along Came Polly&lt;br /&gt;***** 5 Stars&lt;br /&gt;My Review:&amp;nbsp; I saw this movie when it first came out in 2004 but recently watched it again this weekend with Shawn.&amp;nbsp; We were rolling on the ground laughing!&amp;nbsp; Ok, not literally but whatever!&amp;nbsp; I love Jennifer Aniston &amp;amp; Ben Stiller!&amp;nbsp; It was a good stay in date night movie!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cop Out&lt;br /&gt;**** 4 Stars&lt;br /&gt;My Review: The story line was EXTREMELY corny but the actor's were hilarious!&amp;nbsp; The beginning was a little slow moving but for the most part the one liners were off the chart funny!&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-3101074049990123308?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/3101074049990123308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2010/03/movie-review.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/3101074049990123308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/3101074049990123308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2010/03/movie-review.html' title='Movie Review!!!'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-3754111290089952772</id><published>2010-02-27T10:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T10:57:48.689-07:00</updated><title type='text'>March Birthdays</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/color%20splash" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Color Splash Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" src="http://i643.photobucket.com/albums/uu151/95479403/Color%20Splash/ballons.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm a few days early but hey...it's better early than late right??&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;March 1st&lt;/strong&gt;-&lt;u&gt;Anthony Fiore&lt;/u&gt;:&amp;nbsp; Happy Birthday Anthony to my oldest nephew!&amp;nbsp; Hope you have a good one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;March 7th&lt;/strong&gt;-&lt;u&gt;Allison Lincoln&lt;/u&gt;:&amp;nbsp; I MISS YOU!!!!&amp;nbsp; I hope you have an amazing 25th birthday and that this year isn't too stressful with planning a wedding and all!&amp;nbsp; :)&amp;nbsp; Love ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;March 14th&lt;/strong&gt;-&lt;u&gt;Leslie Fiore&lt;/u&gt;: Hey old lady!&amp;nbsp; hahaha-just kidding.&amp;nbsp; Remember leslie you have another 4-5 years before you are considering being in your mid 30's so stop trying to rush it!&amp;nbsp; I love you &amp;amp; miss you so much!&amp;nbsp; I hope you have a fab birthday and that you get everything you want.&amp;nbsp; My b-day present might be kinda late but remember it's the thought that counts....&amp;nbsp; lol.&amp;nbsp; I think next year we should plan to celebrate our birthdays in the middle of the year and go on an all girls vacay!?!&amp;nbsp; :)&amp;nbsp; MUAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;March 24th&lt;/strong&gt;-&lt;u&gt;Bree Edwards&lt;/u&gt;:&amp;nbsp; Happy Bday Bree!&amp;nbsp; I hope we get to see ya for your birthday!!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;March 30th&lt;/strong&gt;-&lt;u&gt;Vera Steggel&lt;/u&gt;:&amp;nbsp; Happy SUPER early birthday Vera.&amp;nbsp; lol.&amp;nbsp; Shawn &amp;amp; I will hopefully see ya before your Tempanyaki bday party.&amp;nbsp; Love ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-3754111290089952772?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/3754111290089952772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2010/02/march-birthdays.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/3754111290089952772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/3754111290089952772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2010/02/march-birthdays.html' title='March Birthdays'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i643.photobucket.com/albums/uu151/95479403/Color%20Splash/th_ballons.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-4463201794609240630</id><published>2010-02-27T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T10:30:18.921-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicken Roll Ups</title><content type='html'>Mom gave me a new cook book for Christmas &amp;amp; I have yet to try any new recipes until yesterday...Chicken roll ups!&amp;nbsp; Boy were they good!&amp;nbsp; I took a picture but it looked pretty gross in the pic so I opted NOT to put the picture up.&amp;nbsp; lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chicken Roll Ups&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-3 oz. Cream Cheese softened&lt;br /&gt;-2 1/2 tablespoons Butter melted&lt;br /&gt;-2 ct. chicken breats chopped and cooked through&lt;br /&gt;-Salt &amp;amp; Pepper&lt;br /&gt;-2 cans cresent rolls&lt;br /&gt;-chopped onion&lt;br /&gt;-crushed croutons&lt;br /&gt;(I added chopped bacon..cooked with chicken in a skillet.&amp;nbsp; And I left out the chopped onion b/c shawn hates onions and every other veggie in the world!&amp;nbsp; lol)&lt;br /&gt;-Makes 4 servings (I got about 7 servings out of the receipe.&amp;nbsp; Most likely b/c I had an EPIC FAIL with the cresent rolls...read below)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pre-heat oven to 350.&amp;nbsp; Take 2 cresent rolls and press the seams together (to make a larger cresent roll).&amp;nbsp; Mix cream cheese, butter, chicken, and bacon together.&amp;nbsp; Spoon a good amount of mixture onto open cresent roll.&amp;nbsp; Fold cresent roll up.&amp;nbsp; Add extra melted butter to top of cresent roll and sprinkle crushed croutons on top. Bake for 20-25 minutes.&amp;nbsp; I did exactly 25 minutes and it was perfect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**So apparently I am cresent roll folding handicap!&amp;nbsp; I didn't understand the cresent roll directions AT ALL.&amp;nbsp; So I winged it.&amp;nbsp; LOL.&amp;nbsp; Some of the Chicken Roll Ups ended up being in a triangle shape, some were completely deformed, and some looked like a roll.&amp;nbsp; Regardless of how they looked they were amazing and really tasty!&amp;nbsp; And Shawn liked them...if he likes something then I know I did well.&amp;nbsp; :)&amp;nbsp; The only thing I will do different next time is add about a half a can of cream of chicken soup into the mixture to give it more of a saucy texture inside the cresent roll.&amp;nbsp; I made mashed potatoes for Shawn's side and zuccini, squash, and onion's in a frying pan for me.**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;If anyone has some tips on how exactly to "fold up" a cresent roll, please feel free to comment!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-4463201794609240630?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/4463201794609240630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2010/02/chicken-roll-ups.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/4463201794609240630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/4463201794609240630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2010/02/chicken-roll-ups.html' title='Chicken Roll Ups'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-2711952498843461555</id><published>2010-02-27T10:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T10:15:55.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Law Abiding Citizen&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***** 5 Stars&lt;br /&gt;My Review: Wow, this movie was intense and a little too gory for my liking but the story line was incrediable.&amp;nbsp; Gerard Butler, may I add, is an amazing actor and very easy on the eyes!&amp;nbsp; lol.&amp;nbsp; I would recommend this movie only to those with a strong stomach and a strong liking for suspense.&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Swing Vote&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***** 5 Stars&lt;br /&gt;My Review: I'm pretty sure this was supposed to be a kid movie but I thoroughly enjoyed it.&amp;nbsp; I did bawl during parts of the movie though.&amp;nbsp; lol.&amp;nbsp; The underlying theme of the movie is being true to yourself and who you really are.&amp;nbsp; Awesome movie I though, but they do drop the S bomb and D bomb a lot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-2711952498843461555?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/2711952498843461555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2010/02/movie-review.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/2711952498843461555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/2711952498843461555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2010/02/movie-review.html' title='Movie Review'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-4368169586856182458</id><published>2010-02-25T15:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T15:50:04.957-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Four 4Hour Classes + Studying + Test= 100%</title><content type='html'>Last night was my last Prime for Life class...the traffic violation class.&amp;nbsp; We did have to take a test at the end of class and ms. awesomeness (me) got a 100%!!!&amp;nbsp; I cannot begin to explain how happy I am that the class is over and all this other crap is almost done with as well!&amp;nbsp; Only $100 more bucks to the court and come May I will have my own whip &amp;amp; a new license picture!&amp;nbsp; lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;GO ME, GO ME, GO ME!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-4368169586856182458?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/4368169586856182458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2010/02/four-4hour-classes-studying-test-100.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/4368169586856182458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/4368169586856182458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2010/02/four-4hour-classes-studying-test-100.html' title='Four 4Hour Classes + Studying + Test= 100%'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-4638823884347241098</id><published>2010-02-18T00:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T00:09:48.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Starting to Come Together</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/S3zmzSgvVtI/AAAAAAAAALQ/wu9uIgIT1-o/s1600-h/DSC04918.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/S3zmzSgvVtI/AAAAAAAAALQ/wu9uIgIT1-o/s320/DSC04918.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hey Leslie, Julie, &amp;amp; Allison!&amp;nbsp; This post is mainly for you guys considering I put a ton of pressure on ya'll to take updated pics of the kids and send them to me.&amp;nbsp; Since I know everyone is super busy, I ended up just stealing pics from facebook and photobucket!&amp;nbsp; lol.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above are the photo's I stole...they are all located above the fire place.&amp;nbsp; Mom &amp;amp; Dad got me that pink flower for V-day so I had to show it off!&amp;nbsp; :)&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you guys!!!&amp;nbsp; I'll post some more pics of the house when I hang some more pics and such.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-4638823884347241098?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/4638823884347241098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2010/02/starting-to-come-together.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/4638823884347241098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/4638823884347241098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2010/02/starting-to-come-together.html' title='Starting to Come Together'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/S3zmzSgvVtI/AAAAAAAAALQ/wu9uIgIT1-o/s72-c/DSC04918.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-1553020244407718351</id><published>2010-02-16T14:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T14:14:35.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY [belated] VALENTINE'S DAY!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/color%20splash%20valentines" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Heart Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" src="http://i437.photobucket.com/albums/qq100/blondepix_2008/Valentines%20Day/coraco182.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So not too much of a Valentine's day or weekend.&amp;nbsp; Shawn &amp;amp; I both work most of the weekend and althought with all this working we are doing you'd think we'd have some extra cash...nope!&amp;nbsp; lol.&amp;nbsp; Between Shawn's car, school, and other bills and my new apartment, utilities, and other bills, we just couldn't find the reasoning behind wasting money on an over rated Holiday.&amp;nbsp; I mean, if you really love someone, you should show that person everyday how much you love them!&amp;nbsp; Not just because someone said that we should celebrate it on February 14th!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway-we didn't want to spend money so instead, I made a delish brunch of french toast WITH powdered sugar.&amp;nbsp; Shawn then took me to the mall so I could spend some of the giftcards he got me for Christmas.&amp;nbsp; And then later that evening I made a DELISH whole wheat, 3 cheese lasagna and garlic bread for dinner.&amp;nbsp; Some would say it wasn't much but we enjoyed the nice relaxing day with NOOOO WORK!&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-1553020244407718351?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/1553020244407718351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-belated-valentines-day.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/1553020244407718351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/1553020244407718351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-belated-valentines-day.html' title='HAPPY [belated] VALENTINE&apos;S DAY!!!'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i437.photobucket.com/albums/qq100/blondepix_2008/Valentines%20Day/th_coraco182.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-7300477417254809693</id><published>2010-02-11T00:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T00:18:00.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HOME SWEET HOME</title><content type='html'>The fellow that owns his own home is always just coming out of a hardware store....So thank God I don't own my own home! hahaha! But so far so good. I absolutely LOVE my new place. It has been kinda weird not living out of my bedroom though. /)&lt;br /&gt;So instead of taking a million pics and trying to fit them all onto my blog, I got this bright idea to take a video of my place! lol. I had had a migraine for about 5 days and was still in my P.J.'s when if felt the need to video the apartment so please excuse the grovely voice, stutters, and my corny jokes...my brain was on vacay! Also, please excuse all the picture frames that are on the floor...I haven't gotten around to hanging them or should I say that I haven't gotten around to asking Shawn to help me hang the pic frames. haha. Anyway-hope you enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTI2NTg3MjMyMDU5NCZwdD*xMjY1ODcyMzk2NDE4JnA9Mzg2MzYxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTEmbz*4Mjc*OTExNDcxYzE*/OGUwYjgxMGJjNTU*YTg*NDU1OSZvZj*w.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;embed allowfullscreen="true" allownetworking="all" height="361" src="http://static.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid34.photobucket.com/albums/d108/caitodom/MOV04900.flv" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="600" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-7300477417254809693?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/7300477417254809693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2010/02/home-sweet-home.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/7300477417254809693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/7300477417254809693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2010/02/home-sweet-home.html' title='HOME SWEET HOME'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-7832472533491788485</id><published>2010-02-03T15:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T15:13:18.201-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY!  February Edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/S2nyurD54MI/AAAAAAAAALA/IWF_3M7NU4w/s1600-h/colorsplashballoons.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/S2nyurD54MI/AAAAAAAAALA/IWF_3M7NU4w/s320/colorsplashballoons.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Happy birthday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Brooke-February 9th:&amp;nbsp; NO WAY ARE YOU TURNING 13!!!&amp;nbsp; I cannot believe you are going to be a teenager!&amp;nbsp; I am so proud of you!&amp;nbsp; You have turned into such a beautiful young lady!&amp;nbsp; I am so happy we got to spend some time together last summer and I hope we can do it again soon!&amp;nbsp; I love you so much and I hope you always remember that!&amp;nbsp; I hope your birthday is amazing, fun, and exciting!&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Dom-February 17th: HAPPY BIRTHDAY!&amp;nbsp; I am so proud of how much you are growing &amp;amp; learning!!!&amp;nbsp; You are such a great brother to your sisters &amp;amp; brother!&amp;nbsp; You are so special to me and I miss you sooo much!&amp;nbsp; I hope you have such an awesome birthday Dom!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Jared-February 19th:&amp;nbsp;WOW-Young Men's&amp;nbsp;Program here&amp;nbsp;Jared comes!!!&amp;nbsp; I bet you are soooo excited to be out of primary...FINALLY!&amp;nbsp; :)&amp;nbsp; I found a picture of you the other day from a few days after you were born...it's crazy to think that the picture was taken 12 years ago.&amp;nbsp; I love you Jared!&amp;nbsp; You are such a sweet &amp;amp; kind person.&amp;nbsp; I hope you have an awesome birthday this year!&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;LOVE ALWAYS,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Aunt CC&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-7832472533491788485?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/7832472533491788485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-happy-birthday-february-edition.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/7832472533491788485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/7832472533491788485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-happy-birthday-february-edition.html' title='HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY!  February Edition'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/S2nyurD54MI/AAAAAAAAALA/IWF_3M7NU4w/s72-c/colorsplashballoons.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-412595516975371827</id><published>2010-01-28T16:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T16:16:39.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The longest walk...EVER</title><content type='html'>SYKE!&amp;nbsp; lol.&amp;nbsp; So my new apartment is so close to where I work that I decided I'm going to walk to work.&amp;nbsp; It's like 0.8 miles...haha.&amp;nbsp; BUT because I'm so outta shape the 15 minute walk made me feel like I did a full workout!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hoping that walking to work 5 days a week and from work a few nights a week will boost my energy level, get me a little more in shape, and HOPEFULLY I'll drop a few lbs!&amp;nbsp; :)&amp;nbsp; I cannot wait for spring to come...then I can get some sun while I'm walking to work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-412595516975371827?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/412595516975371827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2010/01/longest-walkever.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/412595516975371827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/412595516975371827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2010/01/longest-walkever.html' title='The longest walk...EVER'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-390420210687663168</id><published>2010-01-21T17:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T17:40:31.574-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CRAZY week...even crazier month!</title><content type='html'>January 2010=CRAZY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My year started out with the Florida Gators kicking Cincinnati’s booty and Urban Meyer threatening to leave the Gators.&amp;nbsp; I mean that was all too much excitement &amp;amp; upset for a whole month if you ask me!&amp;nbsp; lol.&amp;nbsp; But life always seems to throw me not one curve ball but at least 8 in a row!&amp;nbsp; ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I went to my eval back in November.&amp;nbsp; I had a follow up on Jan. 7th for what I thought was a 2nd eval....NOPE.&amp;nbsp; I have to take a class that will better inform me about traffic violations, etc...&amp;nbsp; I mean, that's really not too bad but the class is 4 HOURS long and lasts for 4 WEEKS!&amp;nbsp; Oh and the price is $275 dollars!&amp;nbsp; Blah!&amp;nbsp; But it's my own fault for not getting this done months ago so oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the pressure of paying a $1000 fine in one month was outta control.&amp;nbsp; Again, my own fault considering I should have had this paid off over the course of last year.&amp;nbsp; Can we say SLACKER!&amp;nbsp; But friends &amp;amp; fam...I did it and all by myself.&amp;nbsp; On a super tight budget...budgeting right down to the pennies.&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then comes the freakin' out stage of "OMG, I haven't saved any money and my lease is up this month!!!!"&amp;nbsp; I did find a really awesome priced apartment super close to work!&amp;nbsp; It's a small 1 bedroom in Midvale/SLC.&amp;nbsp; I will go from a large 2 bedroom with a stupid roommate and practically living in my bedroom b/c he's so weird to living in MY OWN apartment with NO roomies!&amp;nbsp; Go me go me!&amp;nbsp; I move in starting tomorrow.&amp;nbsp; Oh, and how awesome is this...IT'S SUPPOSED TO SNOW!&amp;nbsp; lol&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I'm really thankful for mom &amp;amp; dad's&amp;nbsp;all around support!&amp;nbsp;Thanks mom &amp;amp; dad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past week I have worked all doubles 8am-8 or 9pm.&amp;nbsp; It sucked...but I made it!&amp;nbsp; I have Friday, Saturday, &amp;amp; Sunday off now so I can't complain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, this month has been crazy busy and stressful.&amp;nbsp; I have to pat myself on the back for getting myself in gear.&amp;nbsp; I have learned that budgeting is the best thing in the world.&amp;nbsp; I've learned that saving money instead of blowing it will save me a stress attack.&amp;nbsp; I've come to realize that I am capable of doing anything and everything I want!&amp;nbsp; But most of all I have to thank my Mom &amp;amp; Dad.&amp;nbsp; They are the most amazing people in the world.&amp;nbsp; And all my friends &amp;amp; family that have stuck by my side through some of the toughest times I've ever had deserve praise too!&amp;nbsp; I love you all!&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-390420210687663168?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/390420210687663168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2010/01/crazy-weekeven-crazier-month.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/390420210687663168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/390420210687663168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2010/01/crazy-weekeven-crazier-month.html' title='CRAZY week...even crazier month!'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-223367551300699310</id><published>2010-01-11T10:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T10:03:28.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hands down</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I was going through a bunch of pictures I had downloaded onto a disc and found this one.&amp;nbsp; Hands down this is my favorite picture with Dad!&amp;nbsp; :)&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/S0tZnCiIpKI/AAAAAAAAAK4/L9jmivjEpBo/s1600-h/Caitlin%27s+Wedding.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/S0tZnCiIpKI/AAAAAAAAAK4/L9jmivjEpBo/s400/Caitlin%27s+Wedding.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6100510779430425375-223367551300699310?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/223367551300699310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2010/01/hands-down.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/223367551300699310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/223367551300699310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2010/01/hands-down.html' title='Hands down'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/S0tZnCiIpKI/AAAAAAAAAK4/L9jmivjEpBo/s72-c/Caitlin%27s+Wedding.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-6470920480406854779</id><published>2010-01-04T10:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T10:44:55.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Out with 09 and onto 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/life%20quote/Artful_S/Icons/life-quote-1.png?o=36" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://i358.photobucket.com/albums/oo28/Artful_S/Icons/life-quote-1.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I couldn't have found a better image for this post than "Life, it happens."&amp;nbsp; 2009 has been a whirlwind of emotions.&amp;nbsp; Not having a car has lead to me being 100% dependent on family, friends, and public transportation.&amp;nbsp; Living with a crazy person has lead to a terrible living situation that was too expensive for me to get out of.&amp;nbsp; A steady job has lead to a constant paycheck which in turn lead to bills being paid on time!&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;br /&gt;I have felt more out of place and more happy with life than ever before...all at the same time!&amp;nbsp; I have had ups &amp;amp; downs with a guy I finally have realized is worth my time and effort.&amp;nbsp; I have gained and lost weight.&amp;nbsp; I have gained and lost friendships.&amp;nbsp; I have turned into a quite a little cooker/baker/crafter and have turned down most of the partying scene.&amp;nbsp; All that being said 2009 has been a whirlwind of emotions....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I plan on 2010 being a great year for me!&amp;nbsp; I am making some big goals for this year and I am going to accomplish them!&amp;nbsp; For starters I am moving out on my own!&amp;nbsp; &lt;u&gt;NO ROOMMATES!&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp; lol.&amp;nbsp; Mom is actually going with me today to look at the apartment complex I'm leaning most towards!&amp;nbsp; I am moving up in the company I am currently working for which is great!&amp;nbsp; And while moving up I will be getting a raise which will allow me to get my own wheels around May!&amp;nbsp; I am going to have some much needed independence coming my way this year!&amp;nbsp; I am also making a goal of making my lifestyle healthier.&amp;nbsp; I am excited for this year and hope that each year to follow brings me more and more happiness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/6100510779430425375-6470920480406854779?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/6470920480406854779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2010/01/out-with-09-and-onto-2010.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/6470920480406854779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/6470920480406854779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2010/01/out-with-09-and-onto-2010.html' title='Out with 09 and onto 2010'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i358.photobucket.com/albums/oo28/Artful_S/Icons/th_life-quote-1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-59634722533425094</id><published>2010-01-04T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T10:48:02.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Company Christmas Party 09</title><content type='html'>On December 19th, we had our annual Company Christmas Party.&amp;nbsp; It was held at the gallavin center; inside a large room with a window over looking the ice skating rink.&amp;nbsp; The settting was nice, the food goo, and everyone looked great!&amp;nbsp; The owners bought all the gifts for the white elephant exchange...needless to say the gifts were amazing!&amp;nbsp; Flat screens, ipod mixing stations, ski trips, hawaii vacations, and such were given out.&amp;nbsp; I ended up with something I can't complain about...a Tim Tebow signed Florida Gators Mini Helmet!&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/S0IjI-H8nCI/AAAAAAAAAKw/zgcrmNT80Rk/s1600-h/DSC04882.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/S0IjI-H8nCI/AAAAAAAAAKw/zgcrmNT80Rk/s400/DSC04882.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6100510779430425375-59634722533425094?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/59634722533425094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2010/01/company-christmas-party-09.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/59634722533425094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/59634722533425094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2010/01/company-christmas-party-09.html' title='Company Christmas Party 09'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/S0IjI-H8nCI/AAAAAAAAAKw/zgcrmNT80Rk/s72-c/DSC04882.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-5463531740077621009</id><published>2010-01-04T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T10:16:07.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baking Sugar Cookies Part 2</title><content type='html'>Well it took me awhile to find some time to post this blog but here it goes.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After mom saved the day by helping me save my dough, I refridgerated the dough over night.&amp;nbsp; And for the next few days I was a sugar cookie baking maniac!&amp;nbsp; I made more dough about 5 days later and continued to bake away!&amp;nbsp; The cookies were much appreciated by co-workers, Shawn, Shawn's family, mom &amp;amp; dad, and Jordan's family....and my own belly!&amp;nbsp; lol&amp;nbsp; Below are some pics!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/S0Ih43X8A5I/AAAAAAAAAKY/3XOJhtTFhos/s1600-h/DSC04878.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/S0Ih43X8A5I/AAAAAAAAAKY/3XOJhtTFhos/s320/DSC04878.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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I failed!&amp;nbsp; lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week mom gave me the ingredient list&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; instructions on how to make Grandma Odom's sugar cookies.&amp;nbsp; I haven't been in the mood to bake but this evening I thought I'd knock out the cookie dough (because it refriderates over night) and then bake the cookies tomorrow.&amp;nbsp; This is what followed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got out all the ingredients and pre heated the oven.&amp;nbsp; After mixing a few ingredients I reminded myself that I didn't need to pre-heat the oven b/c I wouldn't be baking them tonight.&amp;nbsp; Turned the oven off.&amp;nbsp; Mom bought me a brandnew mixer for Christmas...it came early b/c I wanted to bake so bad.&amp;nbsp; I've never had my own mixer so being the responsible girl I like to pretend I am I read the the Mixer pamplet.&amp;nbsp; After the 3rd page I got bored, stuck the beaters in and went to town.&amp;nbsp; I soon realized that maybe the bowl I was using was too small but I didn't need the mixer anymore so I kept using the bowl.&amp;nbsp; The very last ingredient...the flour.&amp;nbsp; OMG, I made the biggest mess!&amp;nbsp; I opened the flour and POOF!&amp;nbsp; lol.&amp;nbsp; I added 2 cups of flour to my sad looking cookie dough and realized I would for sure have to switch bowls.&amp;nbsp; So I switched the cookie dough to a new bowl that in reality is only about an inch wider and an inch shallower!!!&amp;nbsp; 3rd and 4th cup of flour goes in.&amp;nbsp; And the mess gets bigger!&amp;nbsp; The dough is crumbly!&amp;nbsp; lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in a full on panic I call mom.&amp;nbsp; She let's me know that sweetened condensed milk is NOT the same as canned milk.&amp;nbsp; I bought the 1st of the 2....mistake # 9 million!&amp;nbsp; lol.&amp;nbsp; So I improvised (well I just took Mom's wise advice) and added a few teaspoons of whole milk.&amp;nbsp; YAY the dough started looking more like dough!&amp;nbsp; So in the fridge it went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will keep you posted on part 2....baking home made cookies w/o burning the apartment complex down.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-3160831939553146193?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/3160831939553146193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2009/12/baking-sugar-cookies-part-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/3160831939553146193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/3160831939553146193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2009/12/baking-sugar-cookies-part-1.html' title='Baking Sugar Cookies Part 1'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-13709049038090445</id><published>2009-12-16T16:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T16:14:20.952-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I have the most AMAZING NEWS!!!</title><content type='html'>I have the most amazing family in the world!&amp;nbsp; Well, maybe that's not news b/c you already knew that but I just wanted to reiterate it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being supportive and there for me!&amp;nbsp; I love you all!&amp;nbsp; And all my best friends that have been helping me out! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope things work out for the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-13709049038090445?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/13709049038090445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-have-most-amazing-news.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/13709049038090445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/13709049038090445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-have-most-amazing-news.html' title='I have the most AMAZING NEWS!!!'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-6883442345334645974</id><published>2009-12-15T16:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T16:56:47.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It also wouldn't be December without...</title><content type='html'>Heartbreak, anger, loneliness, and hate.&amp;nbsp; LOL-Tis the season!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot wait for 2010 to start!&amp;nbsp; Maybe I will learn to be happy alone again!...for the millionth time!&amp;nbsp; Because that would be great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-6883442345334645974?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/6883442345334645974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2009/12/it-also-wouldnt-be-december-without.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/6883442345334645974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/6883442345334645974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2009/12/it-also-wouldnt-be-december-without.html' title='It also wouldn&apos;t be December without...'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-51489784346936937</id><published>2009-12-07T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T19:52:54.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It Wouldn't Be December Without....</title><content type='html'>A head cold!&amp;nbsp; lol.&amp;nbsp; Yep, last Thursday I got all stuffy and Friday morning woke up with a full blown head cold!&amp;nbsp; Ugh.&amp;nbsp; But I have to expect it...I mean it's only normal for me to get a cold at least 3 times during the Holiday Season!&amp;nbsp; ;)&amp;nbsp; Poor Shawn is suffering with a cold as well...he blames me.&amp;nbsp; lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It also wouldn't be December without me gaining at least 15 pounds!&amp;nbsp; Oh my...the junk food I have ate in the past week is outta control!&amp;nbsp; But being sick and all I can't taste much so I've been sticking to water, soup, and anything else that you can liquify!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will try to post pics of my whimpy tree soon!&amp;nbsp; :)&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE &amp;amp; MISS YOU ALL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-51489784346936937?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/51489784346936937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2009/12/it-wouldnt-be-december-without.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/51489784346936937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/51489784346936937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2009/12/it-wouldnt-be-december-without.html' title='It Wouldn&apos;t Be December Without....'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-4555996200571093740</id><published>2009-12-03T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T11:44:05.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Even more laughter....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background-color: #e9e9e9; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SxBIpnb20BI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/k_0gckoXquc/s1600/DSC04855.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SxBIpnb20BI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/k_0gckoXquc/s320/DSC04855.JPG" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SxBIn_BuehI/AAAAAAAAAKI/wkLcPkLdb9U/s1600/DSC04853.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SxBIn_BuehI/AAAAAAAAAKI/wkLcPkLdb9U/s320/DSC04853.JPG" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SxBIkpucDLI/AAAAAAAAAKA/j-8YVzX53Uk/s1600/DSC04841.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SxBIkpucDLI/AAAAAAAAAKA/j-8YVzX53Uk/s320/DSC04841.JPG" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Just so everyone knows, I love my mom &amp;amp; dad more than anyone or anything!&amp;nbsp; The things they do for our family are amazing.&amp;nbsp; Mom-Thank you so much for a wonderful Thanksgiving feast and being the best hostess in the world.&amp;nbsp; Dad-Thank you for helping mom and for washing ALL the MANY dishes!&amp;nbsp; :)&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have to thank Shawn's mom for making a wonderful Thanksgiving dinner!&amp;nbsp; :)&amp;nbsp; It was so sweet of you to invite me...thank you!&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-8111338626274875899?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/8111338626274875899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2009/11/thanksgiving-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/8111338626274875899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/8111338626274875899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2009/11/thanksgiving-2009.html' title='Thanksgiving 2009'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SxBIpnb20BI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/k_0gckoXquc/s72-c/DSC04855.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-7033084640444758682</id><published>2009-11-26T10:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T10:54:44.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.spike.com/video/adam-sandler/2788992"&gt;Adam Sandler - The Thanksgiving Song&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the classic Adam Sandler turkey song...LOVE IT!  Can't have thanksgiving without it!  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-7033084640444758682?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.spike.com/video/adam-sandler/2788992' title='Happy Thanksgiving!!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/7033084640444758682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-thanksgiving.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/7033084640444758682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/7033084640444758682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving!!'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-2898161101005963091</id><published>2009-11-19T21:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T21:58:12.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YAY...for new music!</title><content type='html'>Ok, so I have 2 new fav artists...Ke$ha &amp;amp; Kids of 88.&amp;nbsp; It's so refreshing to hear new music and its all absolutely craziness.&amp;nbsp; I also found Fleming &amp;amp; John on itunes!!!&amp;nbsp; Fleming &amp;amp; John was one of my FAVORITE bands EVER in middle school!!!&amp;nbsp; :)&amp;nbsp; I was having a weirdo day but now I feel relaxed and bit more myself.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Hint for xmas...itunes!!!!**&amp;nbsp; lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-2898161101005963091?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/2898161101005963091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2009/11/yayfor-new-music.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/2898161101005963091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/2898161101005963091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2009/11/yayfor-new-music.html' title='YAY...for new music!'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-6867820023681032134</id><published>2009-11-16T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T11:59:21.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Better Late than Never</title><content type='html'>I had a fabulous birthday this year...although I feel like an old fart!!! ;) To start it off I went to Mom's house on November 1st for dinner. She made amazing meatloaf and I got hooked up by Jordan &amp;amp; fam, Betsey, &amp;amp; mom &amp;amp; dad with awesome gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, on my actual birthday my Boss gave me all weight watcher friend snacks..such a creative and yummy gift! And the owners of our company gave me a giftcard to a super fancy steak place; Donovan's. Holy yummy! Shawn got the 14oz filet by request of the owers of my company and I got a small filet and shrimp scampy! Seriously, I could eat there everyday! AND-Shawn ate salad! And he loved it...mostly b/c it was smoothered in a spicy ceaser dressing. lol. And for desert...creme brule! Was great! And for my birthday Shawn got me my FAVORITE Juicy Couture lotion, body wash, &amp;amp; perfume!!! He's so great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all I had asked for was flowers, which I did not get until the 4th. :) He picked me up from work and surprised me with flowers! 1st time I've EVER been given roses by a boyfriend. He said he didn't want to give them to me for my b-day b/c I was expecting them and he wanted to surprise me. :) After that Shawn &amp;amp; I met up with his family to celebrate Shawn's mom's b-day &amp;amp; mine at Chili's.  Shawn's mom &amp;amp; I have the same birthday...weird huh?  Anyway, Shawn's sister Bree got me a beautiful watch.  And his mom got me earrings, bracelets, and a giftcard to B&amp;amp;N.  :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, to finish off my 25th birthday, I celebrated with friends on Saturday. I had a blast! I even got to hang out with Kacy Bryce AND I got to catch up with her mom Joan. It was an awesome birthday to say the least. THANK YOU TO EVERYONE FOR THE CARDS, GIFTS, AND BIRTHDAY WISHES! Love ya'll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SwGeik0kcTI/AAAAAAAAAJo/yNXGFIwzIaQ/s1600/DSC04825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404775344658215218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SwGeik0kcTI/AAAAAAAAAJo/yNXGFIwzIaQ/s320/DSC04825.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SwGeiRpbUWI/AAAAAAAAAJg/yTOJPloKTk8/s1600/DSC04824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404775339511206242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SwGeiRpbUWI/AAAAAAAAAJg/yTOJPloKTk8/s320/DSC04824.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SwGgbg2n1rI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/pzi_pbmVtCM/s1600/DSC04826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404777422357255858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SwGgbg2n1rI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/pzi_pbmVtCM/s320/DSC04826.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-6867820023681032134?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/6867820023681032134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2009/11/better-late-than-never.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/6867820023681032134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/6867820023681032134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2009/11/better-late-than-never.html' title='Better Late than Never'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SwGeik0kcTI/AAAAAAAAAJo/yNXGFIwzIaQ/s72-c/DSC04825.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-4201246717841618261</id><published>2009-11-16T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T11:46:17.251-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GLASSES!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SwGd2EX37eI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/qo3k4smHf44/s1600/DSC04822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 291px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SwGd2EX37eI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/qo3k4smHf44/s320/DSC04822.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404774580033678818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...a few weeks ago I finally got glasses!  :)  It is awesome to be able to see again!  lol. I absolutely love my new glasses.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-4201246717841618261?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/4201246717841618261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2009/11/glasses.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/4201246717841618261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/4201246717841618261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2009/11/glasses.html' title='GLASSES!'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SwGd2EX37eI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/qo3k4smHf44/s72-c/DSC04822.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-1834027159531712427</id><published>2009-11-11T09:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T10:02:38.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Christmas Carol (with Jim Carey)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;PG&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Disney &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***** Stars for the animation&lt;br /&gt;*** Stars for the actual movie&lt;br /&gt;I mean I guess I just wasn't expecting what I saw.  It was freaking scary!  I know I'm a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;fraidy&lt;/span&gt; cat but still...it was creepy.  The animation was amazing!  Sometimes I forgot that it was a cartoon movie all together.  Some parts of the movie were just weird and it's like it wasn't all the way pieced together.  Maybe it's my film analysis class kicking in but I just wasn't all that impressed with Disney this time around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;CRASH&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;R&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Drama/Suspense&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;***** &lt;/strong&gt;Stars for all around awesome movie.&lt;br /&gt;The movie is full of racial slurs and some bad language but the message in the movie is amazing!  The movie is about numerous different people and their very different lives but all of them tie in together at the end.  Emotional and enlightening!  Loved it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-1834027159531712427?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/1834027159531712427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2009/11/movie-review.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/1834027159531712427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/1834027159531712427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2009/11/movie-review.html' title='Movie Review'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-9077726846856424546</id><published>2009-11-02T10:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T10:09:45.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family B-day Celebration!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/Su8RQ8pupSI/AAAAAAAAAJI/ADu9QDjEEe4/s1600-h/002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399553461097243938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 276px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/Su8RQ8pupSI/AAAAAAAAAJI/ADu9QDjEEe4/s320/002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I celebrated my birthday with the family on Sunday the 1st.  Mom made meatloaf (on my request) and it was freakin' delicious!  I seriously couldn't stop eating it!  lol.  And then I totally cheated on my diet and ate almost a whole piece of cheesecake that by the way was amazing!  :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, by Tarin's request, I opened my presents!  I got a bunch of paints and stamps from Mom.  Money, Ross giftcard, Michael's giftcard from Mom &amp;amp; Dad.  Money from Jordan, Julie, &amp;amp; kids.  And giftcard to Target from Bets.  THANK YOU SOOOOO MUCH EVERYONE! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Shawn is taking me out to dinner on my actual birthday...pretty excited.  All I asked for from him was flowers.  I have never been given flowers from a boyfriends so hopefully...  lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks again for all the gifts everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-9077726846856424546?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/9077726846856424546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2009/11/family-b-day-celebration.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/9077726846856424546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/9077726846856424546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2009/11/family-b-day-celebration.html' title='Family B-day Celebration!'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/Su8RQ8pupSI/AAAAAAAAAJI/ADu9QDjEEe4/s72-c/002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-7200613737476085473</id><published>2009-10-30T11:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T11:22:58.801-06:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG-I am laughing SOOOOO hard!</title><content type='html'>http://sendables.jibjab.com/view/WkkES1fDX5nUyqCo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please go to this link and check out me and my friends as monsters!  hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-7200613737476085473?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/7200613737476085473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2009/10/omg-i-am-laughing-sooooo-hard.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/7200613737476085473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/7200613737476085473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2009/10/omg-i-am-laughing-sooooo-hard.html' title='OMG-I am laughing SOOOOO hard!'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-4848563530107147589</id><published>2009-10-25T22:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T22:57:23.727-06:00</updated><title type='text'>PUMPKIN CARVING!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;SO, I have been soooo excited to carve pumpkins but just haven't had the time to. BUT, when Shawn &amp;amp; I saw that the pumpkins at Walmart were only $2.50 per pumpkin, I had to make time! :) Below are the pictures of the events...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;These are our pumpkins...mine is the big one! &lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SuUp4c0QuiI/AAAAAAAAAH4/_KxvyOAqD0I/s1600-h/DSC04774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396765778258213410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 186px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SuUp4c0QuiI/AAAAAAAAAH4/_KxvyOAqD0I/s320/DSC04774.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;You have no idea how excited I was!! &lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SuUp4gup-gI/AAAAAAAAAIA/s4qionX5Dnk/s1600-h/DSC04775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396765779308444162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SuUp4gup-gI/AAAAAAAAAIA/s4qionX5Dnk/s320/DSC04775.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Shawn stabbing the top off of his pumpkin...I don't think he wanted me to post this but oh well! &lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SuUp4wGdyQI/AAAAAAAAAII/c58ZXz4NwWM/s1600-h/DSC04776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396765783434840322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SuUp4wGdyQI/AAAAAAAAAII/c58ZXz4NwWM/s320/DSC04776.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;The template I used...It is a ghost, gravestone, &amp;amp; tree &lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SuUp5UYJCSI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/t7oqlhMe_6Y/s1600-h/DSC04778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396765793172654370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SuUp5UYJCSI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/t7oqlhMe_6Y/s320/DSC04778.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Shawn's template...Skull &amp;amp; crossbones &lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SuUp5aLF70I/AAAAAAAAAIY/Q2an369Rfzk/s1600-h/DSC04779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396765794728537922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SuUp5aLF70I/AAAAAAAAAIY/Q2an369Rfzk/s320/DSC04779.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;OUR FINISHED PRODUCTS!! :) And a random pic of the pumpkin seeds I baked.. &lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SuUqMniCD-I/AAAAAAAAAIg/TM84-C5sF9I/s1600-h/DSC04780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396766124731928546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SuUqMniCD-I/AAAAAAAAAIg/TM84-C5sF9I/s320/DSC04780.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SuUqM0YM9fI/AAAAAAAAAIo/cg0wDWNlNa4/s1600-h/DSC04781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396766128180360690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SuUqM0YM9fI/AAAAAAAAAIo/cg0wDWNlNa4/s320/DSC04781.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SuUqNGt0GxI/AAAAAAAAAIw/0o0eVFlsAZU/s1600-h/DSC04783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396766133102844690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 274px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SuUqNGt0GxI/AAAAAAAAAIw/0o0eVFlsAZU/s320/DSC04783.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SuUqNdpGrKI/AAAAAAAAAJA/2IA5I35hfrk/s1600-h/DSC04788.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396766139257105570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SuUqNdpGrKI/AAAAAAAAAJA/2IA5I35hfrk/s320/DSC04788.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SuUqNG6b6YI/AAAAAAAAAI4/iG3G0hlsiXI/s1600-h/DSC04786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396766133155785090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 307px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SuUqNG6b6YI/AAAAAAAAAI4/iG3G0hlsiXI/s320/DSC04786.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-4848563530107147589?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/4848563530107147589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2009/10/pumpkin-carving.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/4848563530107147589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/4848563530107147589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2009/10/pumpkin-carving.html' title='PUMPKIN CARVING!'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SuUp4c0QuiI/AAAAAAAAAH4/_KxvyOAqD0I/s72-c/DSC04774.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-5061091650074015927</id><published>2009-10-03T09:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T09:17:04.220-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday!!!</title><content type='html'>Just wanted to wish all of the october birthdays a happy birthday wish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom&lt;br /&gt;Carlie&lt;br /&gt;Joe&lt;br /&gt;Kristin&lt;br /&gt;Diana&lt;br /&gt;Tarin&lt;br /&gt;Ashley&lt;br /&gt;Shawn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS-If I left anyone out I'm sorry, it's 9:16 in the am and for me that's like 6am.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all &amp;amp; hope your day is special!  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-5061091650074015927?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/5061091650074015927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/5061091650074015927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/5061091650074015927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday!!!'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-8180001540172456559</id><published>2009-09-30T14:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T14:32:30.106-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Back Up!</title><content type='html'>Hello fellow bloggers &amp;amp; family!  :)  I am proud to announce that I have internet at home again!  WOOHOO for me!  Wow, so much has been going on in my life since I last "for real" blogged. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still working for the same company.  We are moving to a new office building in the middle of October.  I'm excited b/c it's a little closer to my apartment (not by much but whateve).  We are hiring like crazy and hopefully we will get really busy in the next few months! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still living in my apartment in Cottonwood.  My room mate and I for lack of better words DO NOT get along.  lol.  I have been counting down the days until my lease is up since like April!  haha.  But we live and learn I guess....I should have learned a long time ago though that I just can't live with room mates.  So in January my lease is up and I'm KEEPING MY FINGERS crossed that I can find a cozy basement apartment in the same area.  Wherever I end up moving will be 100% mine...no random roomies!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a boyfriend, whom I have mentioned before.  We are still dating.  I have had a really hard time trusting another relationship.  Fortunately for me, he is the most patient person EVER and has stuck with me throughout all my emotional break downs.  He is in his 3rd year of electrician school and only has one more year to go.  As much as I want to move back to FL or even GA, I have secretly agreed to wait for him to finish school.  :)  At this point, I can't see myself moving w/o him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see...I haven't been into much of the party scene since I met Shawn.  We do still go out for an occational football game or birthday party but mostly we stay in and watch movies...lol.  Which is why my movie collection has surely doubled since I met him!  I'm tellin' ya the 4 for $20 at blockbuster is the way to go!  And if UP would hurry up and come out on DVD it would really make me happy.  I have also took up cooking more than ever.  Shawn likes my food, thank goodness, because I'm not a great cook and he's fairly picky!  My goal is to have a full spice shelf so that I don't have to constantly run to the store for a certain meal.  I'm jealous of mom's!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH-How on earth could I forget!  My hot pink phone and I have had an off again, on again relationship.  Well, thanks to mom, it is offcially OFF!  Mom took me to AT&amp;amp;T to look at phones for an early b-day present.  The AT&amp;amp;T girls could barely hold back their laughter when they saw my dinosaur of a phone.  When I asked if they had anything simple, similar to my pink phone, the lady said "Oh, no body makes phones like that anymore...not for years!"  lol.  Anyway, I found a touch screen, Samsung Eternity, that I LOVE!  There are tons of things I can do on it like IM, e-mail, games, etc BUT I just use text and call.  I LOVE it though! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I know I'm just rambling on and on but I'm so excited to be up and running again!  Hope I was able to catch ya all up on a few months.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-8180001540172456559?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/8180001540172456559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2009/09/back-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/8180001540172456559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/8180001540172456559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2009/09/back-up.html' title='Back Up!'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-7831947824978694262</id><published>2009-09-22T19:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T19:06:25.702-06:00</updated><title type='text'>HOLY SMOKES</title><content type='html'>Wow, I honestly didn't realize how long it has been since I blogged.  I don't have internet at my apartment now so that's my excuse...lol.  Anyway-hope all is well with everyone!  Love &amp;amp; miss ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-7831947824978694262?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/7831947824978694262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2009/09/holy-smokes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/7831947824978694262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/7831947824978694262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2009/09/holy-smokes.html' title='HOLY SMOKES'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-2324998355936106703</id><published>2009-07-18T23:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T23:18:27.393-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Steppin' into the 21st Century</title><content type='html'>So Betsey has done a pretty good job at encouraging me to step into the 21st century.  For some reason I have been stuck in 1999 as far as technology goes!  lol.  Bets gave me an itunes giftcard for Easter and I JUST figured out how to use it!  Actually, I wouldn't have been able to figure it out without Shawn!  lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE itunes!  Thanks Bets!  But now I'm addicting to downloading music....I'm going to need to get another job just to keep up with all the music downloads!  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone is having a great weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo-Cait&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-2324998355936106703?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/2324998355936106703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2009/07/steppin-into-21st-century.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/2324998355936106703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/2324998355936106703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2009/07/steppin-into-21st-century.html' title='Steppin&apos; into the 21st Century'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-8403351064426684339</id><published>2009-07-12T14:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T14:27:58.421-06:00</updated><title type='text'>DELAYED 4th of JULY POST</title><content type='html'>Happy REALLY belated 4th of July. :) The company I work for took all the employee's and one guest to Bear Lake in Garden City, Utah. It's absolutely gorgeous! Here is a link to the cabin we stayed in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://cabinsatbearlake.com/papabear_photos.html?ca724380&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shawn &amp;amp; I drove down after work on Friday. It was pretty cool just hanging out in a HUGE/BEAUTIFUL cabin. On the 4th of July all of us went boating/jet skiing ALL day. Shawn &amp;amp; I got so sunburned that we skipped out on fireworks with everyone else and just sat in the AC. lol. Sunday was supposed to be another fun filled boating day but again Shawn &amp;amp; I weren't up to it so he took me on my first Lake fishing adventure! :) I really enjoyed how peaceful it was except for the biggest bee I have ever seen harrassing me! lol Here are some pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shawn fishing..aren't the sky &amp;amp; lake beautiful??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SlpG0rbSw2I/AAAAAAAAAHw/2LR3tL2GhIM/s1600-h/DSC04666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357672577534968674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SlpG0rbSw2I/AAAAAAAAAHw/2LR3tL2GhIM/s320/DSC04666.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture of the Lake when we were driving into Garden City&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SlpG0rgjaAI/AAAAAAAAAHo/cZWJKWeNbNM/s1600-h/DSC04607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357672577557030914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SlpG0rgjaAI/AAAAAAAAAHo/cZWJKWeNbNM/s320/DSC04607.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random pretty photo of the drive up to Garden City&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SlpG0CG73yI/AAAAAAAAAHg/kpH9GjsgT7Y/s1600-h/DSC04599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357672566443728674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SlpG0CG73yI/AAAAAAAAAHg/kpH9GjsgT7Y/s320/DSC04599.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-8403351064426684339?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/8403351064426684339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2009/07/delayed-4th-of-july-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/8403351064426684339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/8403351064426684339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2009/07/delayed-4th-of-july-post.html' title='DELAYED 4th of JULY POST'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SlpG0rbSw2I/AAAAAAAAAHw/2LR3tL2GhIM/s72-c/DSC04666.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-8987307992198703324</id><published>2009-07-12T13:55:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T14:15:39.816-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Marathon!</title><content type='html'>I believe it was around Easter time that I decided I was going to spend a fortune on Pre-veiwed DVD's from Blockbuster.  lol.  Betsey witnessed me spending I believe it was $54 bucks on movies!  :)  Anyway I haven't been able to break the cycle EXCEPT I normally spend only $20 bucks a month now!  haha.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on Thursday Shawn &amp; I went to Blockbuster and both bought 3 for $20.  Unfortunately for me he had to work this whole weekend.  Needless to say I've been holed up in my bedroom watching movies ALL weekend!  And here are the reviews:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He's Just Not That Into You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave it a 5 out of 5 stars!  Every girl should HAVE to watch this movie!!  I mean the book "He's just not that into you" is amazing and the movie just incorporated a cute story line.  I'm not going to try and lie though, I totally cried or bawled (same thing right?) during a few parts of the movie!  **Funny Cait fact: I hadn't washed off my make-up before watching this movie.  I was crying like a little baby and went into the bathroom to blow my nose and looked in the mirror...I almost scared the crap right outta me!  I had mascara ALL over my face!  lol...I forgot to get waterproof mascara aparently**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Weatherman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 stars for confusing me to death  &lt;br /&gt;5 stars for making me cry &lt;br /&gt;3 stars for the movie itself&lt;br /&gt;I really still have NO idea what the point of this movie was.  It was like a Lifetime Movie Network movie though, it wasn't really all that great but I couldn't pull myself away from it!  lol.  **There was no funny Cait fact during this movie**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Stepford Wives&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 out of 5 stars&lt;br /&gt;I know this movie is an older one but I've always wanted to see it and it was $3 bucks @ Walmart!  (You know I had to throw in the price Leslie).  The movie was awesome!  If you haven't seen it you should...it's thought provoking.  I LOVE the cast as well.  **Funny Cait fact: I totally got scared during this movie....**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PUSH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 outta 5 stars&lt;br /&gt;Shawn came over after work so we could watch a movie together!!!  :)  He rented Push and it was amazing!  LOVED every bit of it.  I think it just came out on vid so if you haven't seen it, you should!  **Again, no funny Cait fact**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Katt Williams Stand Up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 outta 5 stars&lt;br /&gt;I haven't even watched this movie yet but I already know it will be hilarious b/c the 1st one had me peeing my pants in laughter!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-8987307992198703324?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/8987307992198703324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2009/07/movie-marathon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/8987307992198703324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/8987307992198703324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2009/07/movie-marathon.html' title='Movie Marathon!'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-8316714439531438422</id><published>2009-06-30T22:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T22:53:18.093-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Boyfriend  :)</title><content type='html'>I guess it's true what they say: You'll find someone when your NOT looking! And I found a keeper. He is so amazing and he even puts up with my weird-ness. lol. Here are a few pics. (PS-His name is Shawn) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Shawn...  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/Skrq7eKwBgI/AAAAAAAAAHY/H8y1AJWTCkU/s1600-h/DSC04562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353349414514591234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 261px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/Skrq7eKwBgI/AAAAAAAAAHY/H8y1AJWTCkU/s320/DSC04562.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Shawn &amp; I @ my best friend Tamina's b-day party. (I was extremely sunburned b/c I hadn't yet heard of this wonderful thing called sun screen!!!  lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/Skrq7JwNjGI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/3Ikj0jTVl_4/s1600-h/DSC04583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353349409034570850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/Skrq7JwNjGI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/3Ikj0jTVl_4/s320/DSC04583.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Shawn &amp; I the night we took Leslie &amp; Ed downtown SLC. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/Skrq69qOGkI/AAAAAAAAAHI/D8w9uWqk4sw/s1600-h/DSC04550-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353349405788215874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 303px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/Skrq69qOGkI/AAAAAAAAAHI/D8w9uWqk4sw/s320/DSC04550-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***Just in case your wondering what I am doing in my pics it's called pouty lookin' lips and I have done that pose in almost every single picture for like, IDK, 3 YEARS!!  lol****&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-8316714439531438422?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/8316714439531438422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2009/06/boyfriend.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/8316714439531438422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/8316714439531438422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2009/06/boyfriend.html' title='The Boyfriend  :)'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/Skrq7eKwBgI/AAAAAAAAAHY/H8y1AJWTCkU/s72-c/DSC04562.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-6960564468131541046</id><published>2009-05-14T12:12:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T12:16:55.467-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Clumsy Cait Should Be My Nickname</title><content type='html'>If you are related to me or know me well, you know that I am extremely clumsy and tend to find myself in weird situations at ALL TIMES!  Recently, okay yesterday, I was on the phone at work.  One of the sales guys came over to ask me a question.  Well he scared the crap outta me I semi dropped the phone and hit my lip which caused my lip to start bleeding and my face to turn bright red.  AND then later that evening I had brushed my teeth and I was flossing.  I lost the grip on my floss and hit my lip in the SAME freakin' spot!!!!  lol.  Things like this only happen to ME...or so I thought.  I stumbled accross this article and I had to share:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/30710797/wid/11915773?GT1=31037"&gt;http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/30710797/wid/11915773?GT1=31037&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoy and I'm totally blaming my clumsiness on the "stress of the world" or at least the swine flu!  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-6960564468131541046?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/6960564468131541046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2009/05/clumsy-cait-should-be-my-nickname.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/6960564468131541046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/6960564468131541046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2009/05/clumsy-cait-should-be-my-nickname.html' title='Clumsy Cait Should Be My Nickname'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-6583070145063632695</id><published>2009-05-14T11:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T12:06:08.218-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow...It's been a while!</title><content type='html'>Alrighty, well, it's been a month or two since I've actually caught everyone up on my life!!!  So here it goes...I'M AMAZING!  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No for real...I am still working for 6 Figure Consulting.  I got semi promotion about a month and a half ago.  Julie who was the compliance manager became our recruiter and I moved into her position.  The company is a small enough company that both Julie and I help in eachothers departments...I like it that way!  :)  The economy hasn't taken a HUGE hit on our company but my commissions are slow which means I'm not making as much money as I'd like to...thank goodness I make a salary plus commissions!  lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went on the south beach diet lost 10lbs and now am slacking.  lol  Surprise, surprise!  I'm still doing ok but I haven't been loosing or gaining any weight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been cooking a lot!  I know, I know, it's hard to believe but for real I have been.  In fact as part of mom's Mother's Day gift I cooked for her.  I made ginger salmon and rice.  It was yummy fo sho!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend wise I'm doing great.  I have given up on some friendships but have a gained a few new friends recently.  Also Ashley M. is moving out here!!!  I'm sooooo stoked...it will be way awesome to have a close friend out here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...IDK what else to say?!?  I'm staying outta trouble!  That's always a good thing I think!  lol.  Still don't have much of a love life but that will all fall into place when the time is right! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's about all I can think of to update ya on.  I will hopefully remember to post some pics soon!!  LOVE YOU!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-6583070145063632695?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/6583070145063632695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2009/05/wowits-been-while.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/6583070145063632695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/6583070145063632695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2009/05/wowits-been-while.html' title='Wow...It&apos;s been a while!'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-4974926532525146725</id><published>2009-04-16T22:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T22:33:36.135-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Karma is the "B" Word (AKA....)</title><content type='html'>I am sitting in my room which I like to call my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Cait&lt;/span&gt; Cave!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.  I call it this because most of the time I'm typing away on my computer with all the lights off, the fan on high, and my window wide open.  So it's more like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Cait's&lt;/span&gt; Chilly Cave.  Ha...anyway back to the point!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a lot of poor decisions while a teenager and young adult.  For some of those decisions or choices I have had to pay the price (AKA Karma).  Well, folks I finally think I am done paying the price!  :)  AND the ones that have done me wrong in the past (well the dumb "b words" that I have met in Utah) are FINALLY paying the price!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;, I seriously feel so evil (AKA delighted) that they are getting "s worded" (AKA &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;poo'd&lt;/span&gt;) on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe Karma will come back around one more time and bite me in the "a word" (AKA butt) for making this post but honestly I think it's worth it!  :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH-I never knew I had blog fans but for those of you out there I SWEAR TO GOODNESS (AKA God) that I will post a TON of blogs this weekend...I have sooooo much to catch you all up on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE YOU &amp;amp; good night!  lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-4974926532525146725?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/4974926532525146725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2009/04/karma-is-b-word-aka.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/4974926532525146725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/4974926532525146725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2009/04/karma-is-b-word-aka.html' title='Karma is the &quot;B&quot; Word (AKA....)'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-7927161801207505832</id><published>2009-02-27T13:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T13:48:01.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Starting to Look Lived In!</title><content type='html'>OMG, so the pictures came out all jacked but I'm too lazy to fix them. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My apartment is starting to come along nicely. Dan &amp;amp; I have lived in this apartment for exactly 1 month tomorrow! And for only being in it for a short period of time, things are coming along nicely! :) I promised everyone pics of what our place is starting to look like so here is your post! lol. (Dan's room/bathroom aren't in the pics. Neither are the washer/dryer or our living room)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pics from top to bottom:&lt;br /&gt;The view from my room, my closest (it's actually waaay huger than what it looks but I couldn't get a cool angle to show ya), my bed,  part of my bedroom, bathroom pics, Kitchen pics, pic of the hot tub and pool from our balcony, and our living room.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SahQbJLF1gI/AAAAAAAAAHA/eZ_DaKU21EU/s1600-h/DSC04107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307580588105258498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SahQbJLF1gI/AAAAAAAAAHA/eZ_DaKU21EU/s320/DSC04107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SahQV11724I/AAAAAAAAAG4/BE-tl918rnA/s1600-h/DSC04108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307580497016904578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 180px; 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 204px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SahP5klE5NI/AAAAAAAAAFw/3O_MXdoaqHU/s320/DSC04093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-7927161801207505832?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/7927161801207505832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2009/02/starting-to-look-lived-in.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/7927161801207505832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/7927161801207505832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2009/02/starting-to-look-lived-in.html' title='Starting to Look Lived In!'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SahQbJLF1gI/AAAAAAAAAHA/eZ_DaKU21EU/s72-c/DSC04107.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-7368426214872772525</id><published>2009-02-21T02:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T03:01:19.412-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='qu'/><title type='text'>....</title><content type='html'>There are often times I wonder why?  I know that probably most of you have asked the same question..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My best friend in Utah found out some really sad things about someone she cared about and not too long ago I found out some pretty sad things as well.  In an attempt to get her through this tough time we went out to a local Kareokee pub to hang out.  Although we had a blast, like we usually do, it made me so sad to see her blame or beat herself up about a current "man" situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We bounced a lot of ideas off of eachother.  She knew the situation I had gone through toward the end of last year and I know the situation she is going through now.  And we both just wonder WHY!?  Why is it that some people can just mistreat, abuse, lie, and cheat their way through life and relationships?  Why is it that "these people" NEVER seem to pay any consequences.  Why is it that they always seem to be happy with their life, regardless of how many people they step on.  And after all the question asking and WHY asking...we came to the conclusion of WE WILL NEVER KNOW NOR UNDERSTAND!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It made me so sad to see my best friend in tears over such a loser.  But then I had to think back to the feelings I had when I was going through a similar situation.  My heart goes out to anyone that has been walked all over or lied to!  We may never know why, but I know one thing: We cannot change people nor can we blame ourselves for their faults.  I love ya P.I.C!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-7368426214872772525?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/7368426214872772525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/7368426214872772525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/7368426214872772525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title='....'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-4924101467545037289</id><published>2009-02-20T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T08:25:48.528-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY!</title><content type='html'>Brooke, Dom, &amp; Jarred...HAPPY BIRTHDAY!  I'm sorry I haven't been able to call, I've been super busy with work.  But I didn't want to think I forgot about you all! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brooke:  I saw the pics from your slumber party and I cannot BELIEVE how grown up you are!  You are absolutely beautiful!  I'm soooo proud of how much you are improving at school!  Make sure mom keeps taking pictures of you so I kinda know whats going on in your life!  :)  I miss you like crazy Brooke and love you more than you will ever know!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dom...YOUR 6 YEARS OLD!  You aren't a little boy anymore!  :)  Your mom tells me that you are doing well at school!  I wish I could have been there for your birthday but I want you to know I love and miss you tons!!  Tell your mom to let you and Diana call me sometime!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jarred: NO WAY are you already 11!!  You are growing up and I am gettin old!  lol.  You have set such a good example for your two younger sisters and I'm sure you'll do the same for your new little brother!  I love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE YOU ALL!,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunt C.C.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-4924101467545037289?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/4924101467545037289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-birthday.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/4924101467545037289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/4924101467545037289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-birthday.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY!'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-5601019046876819982</id><published>2009-02-20T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T08:18:39.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sickness...AGAIN??</title><content type='html'>Geez!  I think I might be coming down with some type of Flu bug and I'm totally mad about it!  I got sick over Thanksgiving, X-mas, in January and now again! BLAH!  Being sick stinks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cute apartment is coming along nicely.  Dan &amp; I still don't have a dinning room table but our living room is coming together!  :)  And the only thing left to purchase for my bedroom is a small dresser!  I will post some pics this weekend after we get a coffee table and tv stand.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, work is going well.  I am soooo blessed to work for such awesome and motivating people.  The Sales week has been pretty slow this week...but I guess our economy is to blame for that!  My car situation sucks but I have a great support group that helps me get to and from work.  I'm sooo grateful/thankful for all the people that have helped me out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-5601019046876819982?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/5601019046876819982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2009/02/sicknessagain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/5601019046876819982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/5601019046876819982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2009/02/sicknessagain.html' title='Sickness...AGAIN??'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-5679708649631261733</id><published>2009-02-13T23:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T23:35:33.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'd Give Anything</title><content type='html'>I would seriously give ANYTHING to move every single one of my brothers &amp; sisters &amp; mom/dad back to Jensen Beach!  I sometimes get soooo home sick for Jensen it's kinda ridiculous!  lol.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I work a lot and when I'm not working I am with friends or sleeping.  But this evening I decided I needed some ME time.  My me time turned more into a HUGE panic attack.  I just start missing home so much that I literally just start panicking.  Some look at the beautiful snow covered mountains and think "Wow, this is a beautiful place".  Me on the other hand, look at the mountains and all I can think about is home...the beach, Jensen Beach to be exact.  I miss all my true friends, I miss being able to go to the beach whenever, I miss my hang outs, but most of all I miss being just 10 minutes away from my sister and her 5 children.  :(  I was so close to them and now I feel like I have no idea whats going on in their life.  In an attempt to cheer myself up I put on my fav FLorida radio station (103.1 The Buzz) and reminise about the good ol' days.  I miss all of you crazy Florida people!  ~muah~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-5679708649631261733?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/5679708649631261733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2009/02/id-give-anything.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/5679708649631261733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/5679708649631261733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2009/02/id-give-anything.html' title='I&apos;d Give Anything'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-2205726469005499992</id><published>2009-02-09T15:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T15:08:07.969-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GOSSIP</title><content type='html'>Bleh, I have always claimed to hate gossip.  But for some reason I tend to get drug into gossiping all too easily!  I mean everyone gossips...YES, even men do.  But it does really suck when you find yourself gossiping about someone that is supposidly your friend.  This weekend a "good" friend was stirring up drama and gossiping about me.  I don't get it....but then again I am guilty as well.  Because in my defense I in turn began to gossip.  So this kinda pointless blog is just to apoligize for anyone I have ever gossiped about!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-2205726469005499992?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/2205726469005499992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2009/02/gossip.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/2205726469005499992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/2205726469005499992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2009/02/gossip.html' title='GOSSIP'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-2083253686511291819</id><published>2009-02-05T22:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T22:42:01.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's times like these</title><content type='html'>It's times like these that I miss him.  He always treated me great expect for when he was cheating of course.  lol.  But in some weird twisted way, he treated me the best i've ever been treated.  Miss you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-2083253686511291819?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/2083253686511291819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-times-like-these.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/2083253686511291819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/2083253686511291819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-times-like-these.html' title='It&apos;s times like these'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-8577812270224142432</id><published>2009-02-04T23:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T23:30:15.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ugh, what a poopy day!</title><content type='html'>My morning was a mix of good and bad.  I had to fill out some stupid paperwork that cost me $80 and that just pissed me off period!  It was good because I got to spend it with mom.  She took me shopping for more house stuff.  :)  THEN at 2pm I went into work...had a great day at work!  I got off work a little early which is always nice.  I was home by 9:45 and I was walking up the sidewalk to my apartment I slipped on ice and landed right on my ass!  :(  Yes, it was my fault...I was wearing flip flops and not paying attention to where I was walking.  But holy crap it hurt!  I bounced back up like nothing happened and kept walking...lol.  By the time I got walked into my place my butt was already hurting and well as my back.  Then I started cleaning my kitchen and putting the stuff away that I had bought this morning and the stupid garbage disposal doesn't work!  But no...it gets better!  I decided to break down the boxes that are now empty but that I wanted to keep.  In the process I ripped off my thumb nail!!!!  blood everywhere!  WTF!  My thumb hurts, my whole body hurts from biffing it, and my wallet is $80 more empty!  :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank god the week is almost over!!  :)  Love ya'll!  Goodnight!  ~muah~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-8577812270224142432?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/8577812270224142432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2009/02/ugh-what-poopy-day.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/8577812270224142432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/8577812270224142432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2009/02/ugh-what-poopy-day.html' title='Ugh, what a poopy day!'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-1489387459192042324</id><published>2009-02-02T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T23:07:12.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"I like your blog"</title><content type='html'>Leslie, my sister, and I were chatting online like we normally do and she randomly states "I like your blog"  I say back, "You are weird" and she says "Why, I just like it...."  lol.  I LOVE YOU LES!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is this thing going around Facebook right now.  You right 25 random facts about yourself and then "tag" a certain amount of friends so they do it as well.  It's like a dumb chain letter.  And because I insist in being Anti facebook I will list my 25 random facts on here so I don't have to tag anyone.  LOL....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I don't know all of the United State names, let alone how many states there actually are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I blush at EVERYTHING!  Literally!  Mom could say hi to me and I'd blush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. If I wouldn't gain weight my diet would consist of the follwing: Sunflower seeds, popcorn, fried chicken, and grandma's fried okra.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I talk to myself a lot.  Maybe even enough to make some think I'm crazy.  lol.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I absolutely LOVE teenagers.  I wouldn't mind having 2 or 3 teenagers but I am terrified of babies.  And the thought of giving birth not only makes me want to barf my brains out it also gives me panic attacks!  So if sometime in the future I can just have teenagers without giving birth...that is what I will do.  Oh wait...isn't that what adoption is for???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I coached cheerleading for 8 years.  It is my passion.  It is the most amazing feeling seeing your squad succeed and having numerous teenagers or children look up to ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I was supposed to graduate in 2002 which would have been considered early.  After flunking economics I opted to graduate on time in 2003.  I got lazy and didn't grad until 2004...after I was married.  My diploma is in my married name...LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.Beauty school drop out was sung to me when I left cosmetology school to pursue other ventures in Atlanta, GA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Being a fraidy cat is something that I deal with on a daily basis.  I am so fraid of the dark I still sleep with the light on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I have never been sent or even given flowers from a man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. I am afraid of birds.  No particular reason other than they can poop on you at any given time w/o any warning!  lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. I dance ALL the time.  In my car, in the shower, when I'm washing the dishes, in my head....ALL the time.  But most of the time I dance in the mirror.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. I still day dream.  Actually that's normally how I fall asleep at night.  My daydreams can consist of anything from me being successful living in a penthouse in MIA to being a hip hop music video dancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. I cannot spell to save my life.  And 90 percent of the time I forget to proof read or spell check my work.  lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. I'm extremely self conscious and completely self confident...all at the same time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. I claim to never want to get married again because I am scared of getting hurt.  But I am a hopeless romantic and would love to find someone that completed me.  (wow...that couldn't have come out anymore corny!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. I'm extremely materialistic in a cheap way.  I love designer clothing, accesories, and such but will only buy them at discount stores such as Ross. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. I have such a high standard for a man I would let myself actually love that I will never fall in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Over the past year I have grown to love crafts, making anything home made, and cooking.  I know who would have thought!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. I have a freckle in my eye.  The technicle term is speckle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. I love the beach and ocean.  BUT i hate sand and I am too afraid to swim in the ocean b/c of sharks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. I won a Kareokee contest once because I rapped the words to "We are family". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. I once worked for Dominos for 3 hours.  I quit when we were slow and a supervisor told me to wash the dishes.  I told him that I didn't wash dishes and walked out...lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Although you can't tell, I had braces for 4 1/2 years.  No more than a year after having them off my top teeth seperated again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. I would give my right arm in order to have all of my family living in Jensen Beach, FL again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-1489387459192042324?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/1489387459192042324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-like-your-blog.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/1489387459192042324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/1489387459192042324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-like-your-blog.html' title='&quot;I like your blog&quot;'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-5462644125220685066</id><published>2009-02-01T01:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T01:25:34.965-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No way...it's already February of 2009?</title><content type='html'>Well, its already Feb of 2009!! I have a feeling that this year is going to go by just as fast as last year did. I don't have much to say in this blog other than it's 1:23am and I can't sleep. I caught a cold on Monday of last week and haven't been able to shake it yet. I took a 6 hour nap and now I can't sleep...LAME! lol. Because it's the month of "love" I thought this pic I took @ Red Robin would be a great way to kick off the LOVE MONTH. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SYVcWDcbnNI/AAAAAAAAAFo/GBOlWMSP6l0/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297742070622690514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 237px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SYVcWDcbnNI/AAAAAAAAAFo/GBOlWMSP6l0/s320/016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-5462644125220685066?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/5462644125220685066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2009/02/no-wayits-already-february-of-2009.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/5462644125220685066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/5462644125220685066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2009/02/no-wayits-already-february-of-2009.html' title='No way...it&apos;s already February of 2009?'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SYVcWDcbnNI/AAAAAAAAAFo/GBOlWMSP6l0/s72-c/016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-567970864414291061</id><published>2009-02-01T00:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T01:19:46.324-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Home is where you can scratch where it itches"</title><content type='html'>Allison Lincoln and her boyfriend recently moved into a new apartment in New York. Her quote for her blog entry was: "&lt;a href="http://alliegatorgirl.blogspot.com/2009/01/house-is-made-of-walls-and-beams-home.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A house is made of walls and beams; a home is built with love and dreams&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;." As much as I wanted to steal her quote I decided against it and searched for my own. When I stumbled upon "Home is where you can scratch where it itches", it just seemed to fit. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY-I finally have my own casa!!!!! "WOW" is what you are all probably saying. This is the first time I have moved out on my own since I moved to Utah and more important the first time I feel like I am stable in my life since my marriage in 2003! Crazy I know! I have a beautiful 2/2 located in Cottonwood Heights, Utah. Cottonwood is about 15 minutes from downtown. It is located on the east side close to the east mountains. It's absolutely beautiful up here! :) My roommate's name is Dan. He was born in Miami and grew up in Altamonte Springs. Although our favorite college football teams are not the same, our home is definately a FLORIDA home! :) Below are some pictures of our place....we were in the process of moving in so excuse the messyness of some of the pics. Also please excuse the lazyness of the photography!...I have a terrible cold and didn't have much energy to get creative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SYVZwWvtdrI/AAAAAAAAAFg/b6pVfos3RZk/s1600-h/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297739223945541298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SYVZwWvtdrI/AAAAAAAAAFg/b6pVfos3RZk/s320/035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The best part of my place...The TUB!!!!  I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SYVZwA8BY7I/AAAAAAAAAFY/5_070UxTrgU/s1600-h/033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297739218091598770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SYVZwA8BY7I/AAAAAAAAAFY/5_070UxTrgU/s320/033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SYVZwG5jxVI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ErtwwwoWSYI/s1600-h/032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297739219691881810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SYVZwG5jxVI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ErtwwwoWSYI/s320/032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Picture 1 of my bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SYVZmFcwEQI/AAAAAAAAAFI/shDGgSGhgg0/s1600-h/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297739047503925506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SYVZmFcwEQI/AAAAAAAAAFI/shDGgSGhgg0/s320/031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Picture 2 of my bedroom.  If you can tell, the accent wall is already painted.  Thank god, because if you recall at my last apartment I started painting the walls, got into a bad car accident, and NEVER finished!  lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SYVZmDHtsxI/AAAAAAAAAFA/rW5fNnm9kGc/s1600-h/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297739046878819090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SYVZmDHtsxI/AAAAAAAAAFA/rW5fNnm9kGc/s320/030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; View from our Patio!  It's beautiful.  We have a view of the west mountains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SYVZmE-xQLI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Ud8RRaveJrY/s1600-h/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297739047378174130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SYVZmE-xQLI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Ud8RRaveJrY/s320/029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; View 2 from our patio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SYVZmJyLrUI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Sgdw_u-FazY/s1600-h/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297739048667557186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SYVZmJyLrUI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Sgdw_u-FazY/s320/028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; View 1 of the kitchen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SYVZlz8e_ZI/AAAAAAAAAEo/w58zL_Vfoic/s1600-h/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297739042805185938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SYVZlz8e_ZI/AAAAAAAAAEo/w58zL_Vfoic/s320/027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; View 2 of the kitchen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SYVZWkmsqKI/AAAAAAAAAEg/-1FErNDs8ak/s1600-h/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297738780989237410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SYVZWkmsqKI/AAAAAAAAAEg/-1FErNDs8ak/s320/025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our living room.  Again another accent wall already painted!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SYVZWTY-pcI/AAAAAAAAAEY/G2KL9_9dYOI/s1600-h/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297738776368293314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SYVZWTY-pcI/AAAAAAAAAEY/G2KL9_9dYOI/s320/024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; View of the dinning room and part of the kitchen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SYVZWVugWgI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/-Z9CeJkSpQc/s1600-h/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297738776995453442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SYVZWVugWgI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/-Z9CeJkSpQc/s320/023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; View of what you see when you walk in the door...minus my clothes!  lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SYVZWf4WFHI/AAAAAAAAAEI/vV48_9uTCMY/s1600-h/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297738779721077874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SYVZWf4WFHI/AAAAAAAAAEI/vV48_9uTCMY/s320/022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Living room/fireplace view&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SYVZWZAyEPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/H_girHVqWlI/s1600-h/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297738777877418226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SYVZWZAyEPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/H_girHVqWlI/s320/021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dan's quarters!  :)  His room is straight back, his bathroom is to the left and our laundry room is to the right. &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/6100510779430425375-567970864414291061?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/567970864414291061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2009/01/home-is-where-you-can-scratch-where-it.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/567970864414291061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/567970864414291061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2009/01/home-is-where-you-can-scratch-where-it.html' title='&quot;Home is where you can scratch where it itches&quot;'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SYVZwWvtdrI/AAAAAAAAAFg/b6pVfos3RZk/s72-c/035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-8567009708998657848</id><published>2009-02-01T00:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T00:55:06.007-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MY ASHLEY IN UTAH!!</title><content type='html'>My long time best friend of 10 almost 11 years Ashley McKenzie came to visit me in Utah! :) I haven't been back to Florida to visit in almost 2 years and I hadn't seen Ashley in a little over a year! It was so awesome to see her! It was bitter sweet visit though. It was great to see her but she was only passing through on her way home from yellowstone so she was only in SLC for a day and a half. Regardless of how long she was here it was AWESOME seeing her! Here are just a few pics of Ash &amp;amp; I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SYVU9FoldkI/AAAAAAAAADo/3kgpLHbAd6M/s1600-h/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297733945132414530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SYVU9FoldkI/AAAAAAAAADo/3kgpLHbAd6M/s320/017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SYVU8_tv9SI/AAAAAAAAADg/1OYa2vPEsE4/s1600-h/l_fc20f02b01a64e9fa26c462a2b9ca7b3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297733943543461154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SYVU8_tv9SI/AAAAAAAAADg/1OYa2vPEsE4/s320/l_fc20f02b01a64e9fa26c462a2b9ca7b3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SYVU8698awI/AAAAAAAAADY/x727iFuxnjo/s1600-h/l_e1a6a35edb5d4d19a2fe2f97aef8bc84.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297733942269209346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 272px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SYVU8698awI/AAAAAAAAADY/x727iFuxnjo/s320/l_e1a6a35edb5d4d19a2fe2f97aef8bc84.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/6100510779430425375-8567009708998657848?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/8567009708998657848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-ashley-in-utah.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/8567009708998657848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/8567009708998657848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-ashley-in-utah.html' title='MY ASHLEY IN UTAH!!'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SYVU9FoldkI/AAAAAAAAADo/3kgpLHbAd6M/s72-c/017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-940495422109628997</id><published>2009-01-14T23:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T23:36:57.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Once, Sometimes, Now</title><content type='html'>Just a random poem-thing I wrote forever and a day ago. Kinda emo-but I liked it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/one%20way" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="one way Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i332.photobucket.com/albums/m335/mil-dawg/photography-1-1-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once, I needed you&lt;br /&gt;Once, I loved being with you&lt;br /&gt;Once, I couldn't get enough hugs &amp;amp; kisses from you&lt;br /&gt;Once, I trusted you&lt;br /&gt;Once, I believed your lies&lt;br /&gt;Once, I left&lt;br /&gt;Once, I looked and came running back&lt;br /&gt;Once, I was foolish&lt;br /&gt;Once, I did everything to forget you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I wondered what if...&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I'd miss you like crazy&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I wanted you to hold me&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I needed to hear your voice...telling me everything is ok.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I didn't understand what happened&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I cried tears over you...that you would never see&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I wish I would have made you happier&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, All I wanted was your approval&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I hated you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, don't call me...I can't bear to hear your voice.&lt;br /&gt;Now, don't call me beautiful...You don't make me feel it.&lt;br /&gt;Now, don't tell me you love me...I don't believe you!&lt;br /&gt;Now, don't ask me to belive or trust you...you had your chance.&lt;br /&gt;Now, don't ask me to come running back...I already had.&lt;br /&gt;Now, don't try to ruin new adventures...you've already ruined enough&lt;br /&gt;Now, don't beg for my heart...you already had it and took it apart&lt;br /&gt;Now, don't worry about me...I am finally OK&lt;br /&gt;Now, don't think about me anymore...I have forgoton who you are.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-940495422109628997?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/940495422109628997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2009/01/once-sometimes-now.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/940495422109628997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/940495422109628997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2009/01/once-sometimes-now.html' title='Once, Sometimes, Now'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-2202642318513501848</id><published>2009-01-01T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T20:46:02.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOL LOL LOL</title><content type='html'>My fav. movie of all time is the Wizard of Oz...if you didn't know that, get off my page!  ;)  I was dying laughing when I saw this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MbibMzaM68c&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MbibMzaM68c&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-2202642318513501848?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/2202642318513501848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2009/01/lol-lol-lol.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/2202642318513501848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/2202642318513501848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2009/01/lol-lol-lol.html' title='LOL LOL LOL'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-3741105787901829442</id><published>2009-01-01T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T20:12:04.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Reviews</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yes Man&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rated: R&lt;br /&gt;Type: Comedy&lt;br /&gt;Staring: Jim Carey&lt;br /&gt;Stars: 3 outta 5&lt;br /&gt;Review: I personaly wasn't a HUGE fan of this movie. There were parts that were most def. funny but it turned into some corny love story. As most of you know I'm not one for the whole "love" story dramas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 Pounds&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rated: PG-13&lt;br /&gt;Type: Drama&lt;br /&gt;Staring: Will Smith&lt;br /&gt;Stars: 5&lt;br /&gt;Review: Holy awesome, though provoking, SAD movie! This movie was truely an amazing one but a super sad story. If you go to see it, bring a 7 pounds of tissues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Holiday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rated: PG-13&lt;br /&gt;Type: Comedy/Love&lt;br /&gt;Starting: A Crap Load of People&lt;br /&gt;Stars: 4&lt;br /&gt;Review: I'm not sure how old this movie is but I watched it at mom &amp;amp; dad's. Super cute story! Although it is all about "love"&lt;/span&gt; I thought it had enough comedy in it to be likable. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-3741105787901829442?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/3741105787901829442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2009/01/movie-reviews.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/3741105787901829442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/3741105787901829442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2009/01/movie-reviews.html' title='Movie Reviews'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-4665319739808816386</id><published>2009-01-01T19:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T20:05:42.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>I just wanted to wish everyone a very Happy New Year!  I am soooo glad 2008 is over...this was another crapy year for me.  I have high hopes for 2009 and I'm hoping I can get my life on track once again!  lol.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update on my life as of 1-01-2009:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am working again!  Who knew that working would be such a pleasure!  lol.  I am working as Office Admin for Six Figure Consulting.  I've only been there a few weeks now but I absolutely love the work &amp; the people.  I am still single!...but that's a good thing, I think.  lol.  I had such a terrible experience with my last boyfriend that it's been a nice breath of fresh air to have NO "man" drama in my life.  Don't get me wrong...I totally miss the hugs &amp; kisses of a man BUT I'm sooo happy with no drama that it's all good.  :)  I am currently looking for my own place.  I found the apartment I want but it's a bit pricey so I'm continuing the hunt.  I mean...I can't free-load off mom &amp; dad forever!  ;)  Although I'm glad to be around mom &amp; dad and my friends here I am absolutely home sick for Florida!  I miss everything and everyone back home!  Let's see...I think that's about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-4665319739808816386?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/4665319739808816386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/4665319739808816386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/4665319739808816386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-2397700465606156848</id><published>2008-12-25T00:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T00:18:53.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cool WHip</title><content type='html'>This is for you mom!  LOL....I LOVE YOU!  PS-WE built this city!  We built this city on ROCK &amp; ROLL!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/d9AYPjRg2rY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/d9AYPjRg2rY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-2397700465606156848?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/2397700465606156848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2008/12/cool-whip.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/2397700465606156848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/2397700465606156848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2008/12/cool-whip.html' title='Cool WHip'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-938628267204426080</id><published>2008-12-25T00:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T00:13:56.974-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Eve</title><content type='html'>I spent most of the day with my friend Adam just hanging out. But around 6pm I came home to mom's home made cookin, Betsey, and the Jordan/Julie clan. :) Here are some pics from tonight....more to come tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SVMxSnivcLI/AAAAAAAAADI/GPsteFG2qwc/s1600-h/DSC03744.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283620983757828274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 158px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SVMxSnivcLI/AAAAAAAAADI/GPsteFG2qwc/s320/DSC03744.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me being a HUGE dork with my reindeer antlers!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SVMxSdXm3qI/AAAAAAAAADA/ZJrWnSQ77C4/s1600-h/DSC03737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283620981026774690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 126px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SVMxSdXm3qI/AAAAAAAAADA/ZJrWnSQ77C4/s320/DSC03737.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tarin being her sassy self...she's so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SVMxSOQXI_I/AAAAAAAAAC4/NrC7-5lqgh4/s1600-h/DSC03736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283620976969851890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 203px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SVMxSOQXI_I/AAAAAAAAAC4/NrC7-5lqgh4/s320/DSC03736.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jared, Tarin, &amp;amp; Ember with their Webkins stuffed animals from Mimi &amp;amp; Papa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SVMxSK90wuI/AAAAAAAAACw/vj1rFcxFaz8/s1600-h/DSC03733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283620976086794978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SVMxSK90wuI/AAAAAAAAACw/vj1rFcxFaz8/s320/DSC03733.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ya know I had to do a shot with Darla!  Her eyes are kinda creepy but she's so dang cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SVMxRcecwLI/AAAAAAAAACo/wOfwKS_IFkU/s1600-h/DSC03760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283620963607167154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 201px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SVMxRcecwLI/AAAAAAAAACo/wOfwKS_IFkU/s320/DSC03760.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom's beautiful Christmas tree!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(This is for Bets) So leave it to our fam to be the most sarcastic one on the block!  Mom, Dad, Bets, &amp; I all sit down to play a new game that "Santa" brought early for us!  It's called Out of Time or Timeout or something like that.  Anyway, it was a super fun game but we were all kinda tired, grumpy, and in very sarcastic moods.  Mom was frustrated that someone left the top off the Ib Profen and askes (in mom's "wheat/wood" voice) WHO left the cap off of the IBP.  So I answered "WHO let the dogs out WHO WHO WHO WHO WHO!  lol.  If you aren't a member of my family I'm sure you are totally lost but everyone in the fam knows what I'm talkin' about!  LOL.  I miss all of you and hope everyone has a VERY MERRY CHRISTMAS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-938628267204426080?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/938628267204426080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-eve.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/938628267204426080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/938628267204426080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-eve.html' title='Christmas Eve'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SVMxSnivcLI/AAAAAAAAADI/GPsteFG2qwc/s72-c/DSC03744.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-7698057766970409130</id><published>2008-12-24T23:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T00:05:02.918-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My 1st Shoveling Of Snow</title><content type='html'>So we had a HUGE snow storm last week/over the weekend.  Dad was outta town and the driveway needed to be shoveled sooooo bad.  So I got this great idea that I was going to attempt it.  lol.  I got some pointers from Leslie before I went at it but here are some pics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what our driveway looked like before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SVMvWkIgZnI/AAAAAAAAACI/AOLnegGDodM/s1600-h/DSC03615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SVMvWkIgZnI/AAAAAAAAACI/AOLnegGDodM/s320/DSC03615.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283618852538705522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was probably after a good 1/2 hour to 45 minutes of shoveling.  I obviously gave up after realizing that I don't have shovelin' skills&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SVMvo-QvVCI/AAAAAAAAACQ/_y6VZhYhehY/s1600-h/DSC03620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SVMvo-QvVCI/AAAAAAAAACQ/_y6VZhYhehY/s320/DSC03620.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283619168790205474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then Jordan came to save the day!  lol.  After like 10 minutes he had half the drive done!  lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SVMvo2-lSSI/AAAAAAAAACY/QH6ClIftbUE/s1600-h/DSC03621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SVMvo2-lSSI/AAAAAAAAACY/QH6ClIftbUE/s320/DSC03621.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283619166835001634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say I suck at driveway snow shoveling!  But I did get some fun time in the snow with Darla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SVMwJPjwF3I/AAAAAAAAACg/NLffBnLq4BM/s1600-h/DSC03618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SVMwJPjwF3I/AAAAAAAAACg/NLffBnLq4BM/s320/DSC03618.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283619723189163890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-7698057766970409130?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/7698057766970409130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-1st-shoveling-of-snow.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/7698057766970409130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/7698057766970409130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-1st-shoveling-of-snow.html' title='My 1st Shoveling Of Snow'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SVMvWkIgZnI/AAAAAAAAACI/AOLnegGDodM/s72-c/DSC03615.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-2133270417512688575</id><published>2008-12-24T18:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T18:20:56.375-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting "Shiz" Off My Chest</title><content type='html'>December will probably forever be a hard month for me.  Two HUGE events happened in Decembers past...both sad.  Even though both events have changed me for the better it is sometimes hard for me to put all those memories and such in the past.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm vowing to not continue to be such a mess and to genuinly learn from my mistakes.  But it is sooo hard for me to see pass what I've been through and to give people a chance.  And once I have given someone a chance and put my emotions into something I feel like it blows up in my face.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I will definately learn from my mistakes but please don't expect me to put my heart into anything that can so easily be distroyed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-2133270417512688575?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/2133270417512688575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2008/12/getting-shiz-off-my-chest.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/2133270417512688575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/2133270417512688575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2008/12/getting-shiz-off-my-chest.html' title='Getting &quot;Shiz&quot; 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Let me explain: I like cleaning just not my own place.  I can't cook to save my life and baking is out of the question!  lol.  Well just in the past few months I'm proud to say mom has FINALLY got me in the kitchen long enough to show me how to bake/make a few things!  Here are my creations...lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Lory held a HUGE Halloween party so I made these for the party.  This was my first baking experience EVER!  Mom helped me make the dough (from scratch), Lindsay helped me cut out the ghosts &amp; witch hats..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/STMhxMddhFI/AAAAAAAAABg/NYswmj5Q31k/s1600-h/DSC03294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/STMhxMddhFI/AAAAAAAAABg/NYswmj5Q31k/s320/DSC03294.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274596717623084114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/STMhw9vSr5I/AAAAAAAAABY/XKVvfl2ZW6c/s1600-h/DSC03293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/STMhw9vSr5I/AAAAAAAAABY/XKVvfl2ZW6c/s320/DSC03293.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274596713671339922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/STMhwnLsj4I/AAAAAAAAABQ/eveqBdX--Z0/s1600-h/DSC03292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/STMhwnLsj4I/AAAAAAAAABQ/eveqBdX--Z0/s320/DSC03292.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274596707616460674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lindsay was having a few people over for a Utah game so I decided to attempt Chocolate Chip cookies (from scratch).  I made these cookies all by myself...and that is probably why they were rock hard!  Pretty, but gross.  lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/STMiQCXqLqI/AAAAAAAAABo/qVoFGgmUikQ/s1600-h/DSC03439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/STMiQCXqLqI/AAAAAAAAABo/qVoFGgmUikQ/s320/DSC03439.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274597247490338466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then came Dad's 64th birthday which this year fell on Thanksgiving.  Mom wanted me to bake his favorite cake for him-Texas Sheet Cake.  I was kinda sorta freakin' out because not only is this my dad's fav. cake...everyone that was over for thanksgiving would probably try it!  AHHHH-but to my dismay it turned out really freakin' good!  lol.  I think Texas Sheet cake is my new fav. cake too!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/STMis-oGmFI/AAAAAAAAABw/WGIpSbjQnb4/s1600-h/DSC03519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/STMis-oGmFI/AAAAAAAAABw/WGIpSbjQnb4/s320/DSC03519.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274597744701773906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUGAR COOKIES..all by myself!  Whoohoo!  lol-I was extremely board today so I decided to see if I could actually make good cookies without any help.  I am glad to say "I DID IT!" and they taste really really good!  The ones on the back row are NOT burnt they are chocolate sugar cookies.  :)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/STMjO56yVoI/AAAAAAAAACA/ze3XIJD-Bis/s1600-h/DSC03532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/STMjO56yVoI/AAAAAAAAACA/ze3XIJD-Bis/s320/DSC03532.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274598327553513090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/STMjOk2foFI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ffeFdOTn9_s/s1600-h/DSC03531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 194px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/STMjOk2foFI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ffeFdOTn9_s/s320/DSC03531.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274598321898365010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL-Kind of a random blog but I feel very accomplished.  Now go see Role Models.  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-829335765516908069?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/829335765516908069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2008/11/domestically-challenged.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/829335765516908069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/829335765516908069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2008/11/domestically-challenged.html' title='Domestically Challenged'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/STMhxMddhFI/AAAAAAAAABg/NYswmj5Q31k/s72-c/DSC03294.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-8284096675983642586</id><published>2008-11-30T15:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T16:01:35.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving 2008</title><content type='html'>The hosts of this wonderful Thanksgiving...MOM &amp;amp; DAD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/STMaf-5eSAI/AAAAAAAAAAo/Ml_HGY7XxGo/s1600-h/DSC03518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274588725343307778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/STMaf-5eSAI/AAAAAAAAAAo/Ml_HGY7XxGo/s320/DSC03518.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Thanksgiving 2008 Pictures &lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jordan, you did good! Dad wanted me to take a picture of this (which is on his apron) to show everyone your gift to him for Father's Day. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/STMauz3JNFI/AAAAAAAAAAw/90FfhG6H7R0/s1600-h/DSC03514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274588980078785618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/STMauz3JNFI/AAAAAAAAAAw/90FfhG6H7R0/s320/DSC03514.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad getting ready to blow out his candles. He turned 64. Dad asked "Why do I only get 10 Candles?" Mom said "The gold candles stand for decades and the colored ones stand for years!". &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/STMa7Aq7bPI/AAAAAAAAAA4/MrhhWzApDXA/s1600-h/DSC03516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274589189675642098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/STMa7Aq7bPI/AAAAAAAAAA4/MrhhWzApDXA/s320/DSC03516.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few of us playing board/card games. I won both times..thank you very much! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/STMbFyZQmNI/AAAAAAAAABI/Hrx1GCIrStU/s1600-h/DSC03522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274589374821996754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/STMbFyZQmNI/AAAAAAAAABI/Hrx1GCIrStU/s320/DSC03522.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/STMbFrss1MI/AAAAAAAAABA/OJAWDOWo7iY/s1600-h/DSC03521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274589373024490690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/STMbFrss1MI/AAAAAAAAABA/OJAWDOWo7iY/s320/DSC03521.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I don't have more pics! I had a terrible cold and was bundled up in my bedroom or on the coach most of the day! I am happy to report that I did get to sit at the big kids table though! :) It was an amazing Thanksgiving but I miss all my brothers, sisters, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;nieces&lt;/span&gt;, and nephews that couldn't make it this year. LOVE YOU ALL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a small clip from last year's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Thanksgiving&lt;/span&gt; break. In case you weren't there I will explain...Ashley Mack &amp;amp; I are just weird. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt; I'm not sure if you can see the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;vid&lt;/span&gt;...if not click the link below: &lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.channel&amp;amp;channelID=194190003"&gt;http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.channel&amp;amp;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;channelID&lt;/span&gt;=194190003&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;amp;videoid=23245996"&gt;attack of the crazy bee&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="360" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=23245996,t=1,mt=video"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=23245996,t=1,mt=video" width="425" height="360" allowfullscreen="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-8284096675983642586?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/8284096675983642586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2008/11/thanksgiving-2008.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/8284096675983642586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/8284096675983642586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2008/11/thanksgiving-2008.html' title='Thanksgiving 2008'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/STMaf-5eSAI/AAAAAAAAAAo/Ml_HGY7XxGo/s72-c/DSC03518.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-1499726431668682101</id><published>2008-11-19T13:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T13:45:14.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Role Models Review</title><content type='html'>What: Movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name: Role Models&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Type: Comedy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rated: R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stars: 6 out of 5 stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously it's rated R and not suitable for children!  lol  But for the grown ups this movie is absolutely hilarious!  Loved, loved, loved it!  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-1499726431668682101?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/1499726431668682101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2008/11/role-models-review.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/1499726431668682101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/1499726431668682101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2008/11/role-models-review.html' title='Role Models Review'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-5376972382239843198</id><published>2008-11-19T13:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T13:43:29.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Reason, A Season, Or Forever</title><content type='html'>My dear friend Leslie once told me that people come into your life for a reason, a season, or forever.  I would like to dedicate this blog to all of my forevers....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family-I would be nothing without you!  You stuck by me through all of my hard times (which I've had a lot), been there to cheer me on for my most memorable moments, and have seen but not judged me at my worst.  All though I'm not a super family oriented at times, I love all of you: Matt, Jordan, Allie, Betsey, Leslie, Mom &amp;amp; Dad, my soon to be 14 neices &amp;amp; nephews, and my extended family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cait2-It was love at first sight!  ;)  lol.  Cait2 was my PIC (partner in crime) for years.  Even when I got married and lost touch with all of my friends she understood and was there for me during my divorce.  I was really afraid that me moving half way accross the country from her would weaken our friendship but it didn't.  Cait2 is definately a forever in my life and I thank her for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A-Mack-Boy oh boy have we been through some times.  Ash is my BCB president (buttercup bandits), a best friend, a sister from another mother, my penut to my butter...lol.  Ashley has definately been a mentor to me and has lifted me up through my tough times.  And the tough times that we've been through as friends has not ruined our friendship at all but made it stronger.  Thanks Ash!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duncan Baskin-The one and only man that I love as equal to my dad &amp;amp; brothers.  Duncan &amp;amp; I have known eachother since 6th grade and I've considered him my best friend and the best boyfriend I could ever ask for!  Duncan left for boarding school 9th grade and unfortunately we lost touch but to my surprise he showed up in my 11th grade Enlish class!  I was so excited to have him back!  Duncan is one of the most real, down to earth, loving people I have ever met and I wish him nothing but the best.  I LOVE YA DUNK!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moni Love &amp;amp; Allison-Sorry girls but I had to clump ya together because that's how we roll!  lol.  Allison was the very first friend I met in Jensen Beach and moni was soon to come after.  These girls are so awesome and I know will always be there for me and I will for them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jordan Greene-My best guy friend growing up.  Jordan &amp;amp; I don't keep close touch since I've moved, but Jordan will always be a forever in my life.  Although Jordan was friends with both my ex &amp;amp; I he never chose sides and always stayed loyal to me as a friend.  I lover face you jordan! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least...&lt;br /&gt;TAMINA-I've only known Tamins for a little over a year but I know now she will be a forever in my life.  This is one of the most amazing women I have ever met.  She is a single mom of 4 handsom boys, has a demanding job, and still finds time to enjoy a little time for herself.  I couldn't have asked for a better friend!  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-5376972382239843198?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/5376972382239843198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2008/11/reason-season-or-forever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/5376972382239843198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/5376972382239843198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2008/11/reason-season-or-forever.html' title='A Reason, A Season, Or Forever'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-2382350340089597158</id><published>2008-11-19T13:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T13:27:58.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>REVISION OF LAST NIGHTS POST</title><content type='html'>I should really know better than to blog when I'm super upset and trying to rush out the door!  lol.  I would like to better explain myself and what I was trying to get accross....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I've been hurt this past year by both friends and ex's but that's really not what I was trying to get accross.  I just don't understand how cheating became so main stream in the world we live in.  It's absolutely disgusting that BOTH women and men can't seem to stay loyal to their boyfriend/girlfriend/spouse.  Why is it soooo hard for people to stay truthful/faithful to their loved ones?  Wouldn't it just be so much easier to be single instead of hurting someone's feelings?  And the things people say when they get caught:  "I used a condom", "It was before we became official", "I was drunk".  Let me elaborate on these further.  lol.  I'm pretty sure that the fact you used a condom is NOT going to help your love get over the fact you cheated.  Like what are we supposed to say "Oh, honey...thanks for using a condom!  I'm totally over it now!"  lol.  "It was right before we became official!"...that's the stupidest excuse I've ever heard!  It wouldn't be considered cheating if it was right before we became official and most likely it was while you were official!  lol.  And the "I was drunk" theory is straight stupid to say to someone who has been drinking for years.  IDC what you say you have a consience EVEN when your drunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as my last night post, this is how I really feel: The person who takes the higher road, as far as ending the relationship completely, somehow gets ridiculed!?!  I feel like I have the right to be upset about my ex getting a girl prego while I was dating him.  For me personally, in the situation I've been going through, I was not in love what-so-ever but I trusted this person and really cared for him as a person!  I feel betrayed by her and a fool for being with him.  I mean, we are all human and it takes time to heal. I'd really appreciate if all of his friends would just leave me alone about the situation.  I would also appreciate all his friends to stop grilling me for info like who are you dating, what are you doing in your life, blah blah blah.  It baffles me that I got a phone call from his roomie last night to say he still likes me and that we should hang out??  I have no intention of hanging out with my ex let alone his close friends.  lol-That's a little ridiculous to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm done venting about this situation now...I hope this better explains what I was trying to get accross instead of what I said last night in a rage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE &amp;amp; PEACE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-2382350340089597158?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/2382350340089597158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2008/11/revision-of-last-nights-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/2382350340089597158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/2382350340089597158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2008/11/revision-of-last-nights-post.html' title='REVISION OF LAST NIGHTS POST'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-9214875596784208476</id><published>2008-10-26T12:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T12:53:55.142-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I have a Justin Bobby</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I LOVE the t.v. show &lt;em&gt;The Hills&lt;/em&gt;!! If you have watched the show then you know who Justin Bobby is...if you haven't watched the show then you might be a little lost. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably everyone has had a Justin Bobby in their life. A J.B. is someone that you totally enjoy spending time with, you have tons of things in common, your a little smitten by this person, but ultimately he just isn't good for you! I have one of those in my life right now. It's like he has a pull over me for some reason. Everytime I feel like I'm doing okay and not thinking about him much..he calls or appears where I am! WTF...its annoying! All I have to stay in this short, venting blog is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;When you are ready to grow up and be mature...call me! Until then (as the Ting Ting's would say it) &lt;strong&gt;SHUT UP AND LET ME GO!&lt;/strong&gt; :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-9214875596784208476?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/9214875596784208476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-have-justin-bobby.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/9214875596784208476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/9214875596784208476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-have-justin-bobby.html' title='I have a Justin Bobby'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-2080876982714351584</id><published>2008-10-11T14:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T15:18:08.713-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Thoughts of Frustration</title><content type='html'>Alrighty, I just woke up, I'm a little groggy, please excuse any major spelling errors.  lol.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of you know I'd been single for about 2 1/2 years and was completely fine/happy!  For some reason I decided to take the plunge and start dating again.  I dated this one guy for about 5 months...didn't work out...so here I am single again.  There are soooo many pros to being single in my opinion.  But my pros are not probably the same as yours!  lol-I don't like being single to be "in the game" of dating or to "hook up" with whoever.  Instead I like beings single because I'm selfish and I have time to do whatever I want.  :)  I love spending time with my girls...going out and seriously just hanging with my girls.  I also like the fact that I don't have to answer to anyone.  All that being said...here comes my frustration!....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a complete and total socialite.  I love being around lots of people, meeting new people, going dancing, having a drink or two...it's just who I am.  Because I chose that life style, I meet these 5 types of men: (please read the following in my "sarcastic, don't give a crap" voice.:) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The fake high roller-The guy that obviously is broke as hell but pretends he's a "balla" and trys to flawnt his $1.00 bills.  Bro-seriously...I like money, but your $1.00 bills are NOT going to impress me!  And when we go out to your car and your rollin' the same 87 I am...yeah, it's just not going to happen!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The Old Man-I'm 23.  What the hell does a 50+ man think?  "OMG, he reminds me of my dead grandpa...I should totally hook up with him!!"  LOL-I mean come on guys for real...my cut off is 37...DUH!  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The Gangsta-This type of man makes me smile.  I live in Utah people...there aren't any "gangsta's" in this state!  haha-These kids are totally white but they think if they talk in ebonics that they are gangsta!  If you are one of them...please dont' hit on me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The Alcoholic-This one is a given.  Because I hang out at most places that serve alcohol, I'm bound to meet an alcoholic or 5!  I'm not talking about the guy that had a little too much that night...I'm talking about the guy that's been drinking since he was 16 non stop.  It's not attractive that your breathe smells like Bud Light..permanately!  Actually it's quite repulsive.  :)  I definately got love for those alchies that try to spit game when they are super drunk because everything that comes out of their mouth doesn't make sense.  haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The Gold Digger-Yes, men are gold diggers as well.  I like to have a good time and for the most part I've been able to pay for myself if I go out.  And by paying for my own things I guess some men think I want to pay for them as well.  NO-I dO not want to pay for your things or your drinks...the only thing I will pay for is for you to get away from me!  lol.  The funny thing is...I can spot a "gold digger" from a mile away because I've played that game before.  lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ending this random blog...I'm single, yes, but I'm not interested in "hooking up" nor am I trying to find my next ex-husband!  I am sooo OVER being "hit on" or "sweet talked"!  I also hate one liners...my all time fav., that I get told all the time..."Wow, I can't believe your boyfriend let you outta his sight." or "So, where's your boyfriend tonight?".  Just freakin' ask the girl if she has a boyfriend...dont' try and be sly about it!  lol.  Anyways-my new response to any of the above 5 types of men that ask me if I have a boyfriend is "Nope, I'm single for life.  And trust me you are NOT going to change that!"  :)  Sorry for the sarcasim today but I'm really over some types of guys!  lol.  Love ya'll and hope you have a great saturday.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS-GOOOOOOOOOOOO GATORS!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-2080876982714351584?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/2080876982714351584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2008/10/random-thoughts-of-frustration.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/2080876982714351584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/2080876982714351584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2008/10/random-thoughts-of-frustration.html' title='Random Thoughts of Frustration'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-1940306329627012568</id><published>2008-09-28T22:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T23:08:16.591-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Relationship Advice From A Relationship Failure</title><content type='html'>Let's see here...first of all I'd like to pat myself on the back for writing TWO blogs in ONE day!  My sister Leslie encouraged me to keep up on my blog...she likes reading it.  I think the only reason she likes reading it is because it makes her happy to know her little sister is WAY crazier than her!!  ;)  Love ya Les!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, for a little background info. on myself.  I starting having "boyfriends" in middle school.  Most lasted a few weeks.  It was the passing notes in class, holding hands in the hallway, meeting up at the skating rink once in awhile type of boyfriends.  In highschool I actually started going on dates with my boyfriends.  A normal boyfriend for me would last anywhere between 24 hours &amp; 7 days.  LOL-I didn't like the commitment or someone having a say over what I could or couldn't do.  Then I met my ex-husband.  I dated Chad for longer than anyone I'd ever dated...2 1/2 years before getting married.  OBVIOUSLY that didn't last and after 2 years we sepearated and divorced.  Since Chad I have dated a total of 3 men and only 1 of those men did I even let myself be interested in seriously.  I was sooo hurt by the divorce that it was easier for me to put up a gaurd and not let anyone in.  During this guarded period I've observed A LOT of my friends' relationships and relationships in general.  I am by NO means a relationship expert but I hope these tips can help newly weds, engagees, and or struggling couples!!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. COMMUNICATE!!  It sounds easy but most couples don't.  It's not so hard to tell your spouse, boyfriend/girlfriend, fiancee "Hey, I had a bad day sweetie.  I just need some time to wind down, okay?"  That is just a simple example, but instead of stating or COMMUNICATING what's going on couples tend to give eachother the cold shoulder or are grumpy to their love which in turn makes the other person feel down and get upset.  If you don't communicate your love can take your actions or emotions completely the wrong way which only turns into future prolems or misunderstandings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Be HONEST!!  Remember that saying "Honesty is the Best Policy?"...well they were right.  Honesty goes along with communicating.  Lying or beating around the bush is easier sometimes, but just for that moment.  Eventually the truth will come out and it can completely damage the relationship.  Although being truthful might not sound like a "good" idea, it is sooo much better to know the truth about something when it happens instead of finding out from someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. USE KIND WORDS!!  Maybe your main squeeze is wearing something eh, not so attractive, use common sense!!  DO NOT blurt out "OMG, is that what your wearing?!"  Instead use constructive critisism such as "Oh, I was hoping you'd wear this shirt...it looks so good on you!"  That's obviously a kindergarden example but simply stating things in a positive way can help you avoid sooo many unneccesary arguments.  There are of course times that you might be in a bad mood or in a rush and blurt things out in a mean/degrading/or rude manner.  Don't beat yourself up about it later....mend the situation right then.  Say your sorry for being rude/mean/degrading and explain that you are just in a rush or that you had a bad day or whatever the case may be.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. PICK YOUR BATTLES!!  I have seen soooo many couples fight over the dumbest things!  My ex-hubby &amp; I fought over EVERYTHING!!  We fought over the normal money troubles but then we fought over who would drive, what car to take, how to correctly set a table...literally the dumbest things EVER!  There are times that your love is going to get under your skin or drive ya nutso some days but pick your battles wisely!  I don't think putting the toilet seat down is a valid battle nor is what kind of pasta sauce he/she picked out.  Those are things that ya learn to live with!  If the whole toilet seat thing bothers you then address it when you aren't snappy...ask nicely..and ya know what if he forgets time and time again I don't think it will kill ya to put it down yourself.  Or boys how about when your love leaves out tampons or pads??  Trust me, that time of the month for us isn't all roses!  It wouldn't kill ya to just put the tampons/pads away yourself, would it?  Its simple and dumb things like those examples that so many couples argue about!  That brings me to number 5...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. ONCE BATTLES ARE PICKED...BATTLE THEM OUT IN PRIVATE!!  This is a HUGE pet peave of mine: Arguing in front of family, friends, crap even the store cashier doesn't want to hear you arguing!!  It makes people feel uncomfortable and ansy.  Although, you might have a valid point at that moment...save it for later!  Most likely if you save the "valid point" for later you will have cooled off and realized it might not be a good battle to pick!  :)  Another thing that kills me is when couples argue in front of their children.  No matter what age the child is, it's tough for them to comprehend what you are arguing about and all they see is anger.  Just keep your "battles" in private, with the only people they involve!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. BE AFFECTIONATE!!  Now for those of you that know me well, I'm not affectionate!  Over the years though I have learned that just a simple hug or a peck on the cheeck can make your love's day, week, or even year (I'LL BE THERE FOR YOU!!  lol-sorry I had to do it!!)  Seriously though, the most recent guy I dated has been the most affectionate by far!  There were times I had had a bad day, walked through his door, and automatically he gave me a hug and it made me feel like I was special to him.  Or a simple kiss before he/she leaves for work.  It's little things like that that most couples tend to forget about after being together for so long.  When I was little I thought it was yucky to see my dad give my mom a kiss under the mistletoe or before he leaves for a simple church meeting...now I realize how important simple affection can be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. GIVE &amp; GIVE!!  Have you ever been in a relationship where you constantly feel like you are giving anc giving and giving but your love is never giving back to you??  I think some of the most successfull relationships I've observed are ones where both people are giving.  I'm not just talking about material things either.  Give your man his "guy time" when he wants to watch football and in turn run your girl a bath once in a while.  When you are constantly giving back to eachother no one feels like they are being taken advantage of or left out.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. SACRIFICE!!  I'll be the first one to say I'm extremely selfish but when you decide to be in a relationship, ya have to sacrifice for eachother!  There are times that I didn't want to watch a golf tournament on T.V. but if it meant spending time with my babe I didn't complain and I SACRIFICED my time to watch golf.  There are times that men DON'T want to watch a Lifetime movie but they SACRIFICE their pride for an hour or two to make you happy.  Those are basic examples but how about the big ones such as missing a night out with the guys to stay at home with your ill girl.  Or not going to the salon to get your hair or nails done in order to save the money to get your honey something nice for his b-day.  There are so many things you can sacrifice for eachother just because you can!  :)  Always make sure it's a sacrifice/sacrifice relationship though.  Nobody wants to sacrifice for their love all the time with no sacrificing on their side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. SMILE!!  There are have been times that I literally wanted to yell my brains out about something stupid my ex did.  But instead I smiled.  I learned to smile or laugh off steam that was non productive. What if your love is bringing over speghetti to the table, trips on his/her shoelace, and drops sketti everywhere what is your first reaction?  Most people's would be OMG, what the hell are we going to do for dinner?  Now I have to go clean the carpet...blah, blah, blah.  Instead, smile..ask if he/she is okay.  Laugh it off.  Smiling eases the tention or embarrasment.  Try it sometime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. TRUST UNTIL GIVEN REASON NOT TO!!  This one is simple...if you go into a relationship with someone not trusting them:  IT WON'T WORK!  Trust your love until their is reason not to!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said before, I'm not the love guru!  Those 10 statements of advice are coming from a complete relationship failure!!  LOL-But observing has made me wise and I learn from my mistakes.  Hope you enjoyed!  :)  I have a job interview tomorrow so I'm headed to bed...wish me luck!  ~ciao  ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-1940306329627012568?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/1940306329627012568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2008/09/relationship-advice-from-relationship.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/1940306329627012568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/1940306329627012568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2008/09/relationship-advice-from-relationship.html' title='Relationship Advice From A Relationship Failure'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-1329724969893454708</id><published>2008-09-28T21:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T22:10:37.002-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Utah State Fair</title><content type='html'>Most of my life I've been told by close friends that I'm pretty clumsy.  I've also been told by many that my life is interesting due to the fact that really weird/odd things happen to me.  I've come to the conclusion that I'm clumsy because I have really small feet and my life is interesting because I make really dumb disicions which in turn make GREAT stories!  Here is a story to add to the collection of "Caitlin's Dumb but Funny Stories"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've made a great friend out here in Utah and her name is Stacey.  Stacey is a great friend in more than one way!  1.-She listens to me and gives me great advice when I'm down.  2.-She has a great sense of humor and really knows how to make me laugh.  3.-She's not an alcoholic...LOL...and she likes doing other things than just going to a bar!  :)  On a beautiful day in Salt Lake City, Utah Stacey invites me to the Utah State Fair!  I hadn't been to a fair in forEVER so I figured it'd be fun!  Stacey's mom, Stacey, &amp; I all venture to the fair for some shows, fattening food, fun rides, and of course sexy pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s34.photobucket.com/albums/d108/caitodom/?action=view&amp;current=DSC03139.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d108/caitodom/DSC03139.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier in the day I had recieved free tickets to go to the dew tour (A Pro Skateboard/BMX/Sports Show) so after hanging out at the fair stacey &amp; I decided to head over to the dew tour.  We stayed until they closed @ 6pm and we wanted to return to the fair.  Here's where my "not so smart decision making skills" come into play.  Instead of taking a cab 5 or 6 blocks to the fair Stacey &amp; I decided to walk back to the fair and save some cash.  Well below is a picture of the bridge we were going to have to cross and I was too terrified to cross it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s34.photobucket.com/albums/d108/caitodom/?action=view&amp;current=DSC03153.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d108/caitodom/DSC03153.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stacey &amp; I walked around the bridge through a parking lot where stacey biffed it!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s34.photobucket.com/albums/d108/caitodom/?action=view&amp;current=DSC03154.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d108/caitodom/DSC03154.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we both stopped laughing and attempting to NOT pee our pants we went on our way to a dead end!  The parking lot was blocked off by a chain link fence...What the hell?  Who blocks off a random parking lot...who cares if there are railroad tracks close by.  Didn't they know that one day two girls were going to need to get over those railroad tracks in order to get to the fair???  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s34.photobucket.com/albums/d108/caitodom/?action=view&amp;current=DSC03156.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d108/caitodom/DSC03156.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL-We found a hole in the fence climbed through and went along our marry way.  We walked for about 15 or 20 more minutes through back streets when we realized we had NO idea where we were!  But to our dismay we heard music...Oh my...is that a Mariachi band we heard.  Yes!!  But it wasn't the fair...we had found a family party with TONS of hispanic people.  Stacey &amp; I were very excited to see this band.  She got so excited she tried to hang from a tree but the branch came down and hit a teenage boy in the head!!  I started laughing so hard I had to walk away and she ran after me!  The boy was okay but I'm sure he was embarrased that he got hit in the head with a tree branch by a white girl!  :)  Stacey &amp; I walked some more and after about an hour of walking we gave up, hailed a cab, and we were there in no less than 2 minutes!!!  lol.  I think the trip to the fair was funner than the actual fair!!  :)  Here are some pics to prove that we actually got there though!  &lt;br /&gt;Who knew how HUGE tigers are in real life!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s34.photobucket.com/albums/d108/caitodom/?action=view&amp;current=DSC03159.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d108/caitodom/DSC03159.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I yelled at these people for playing lame music!  I said "HEY, Floridians don't listen to lame music like this!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s34.photobucket.com/albums/d108/caitodom/?action=view&amp;current=DSC03163.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d108/caitodom/DSC03163.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was me sitting down after our hour walk.  Yeah, I'm a fat kid...get over it!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s34.photobucket.com/albums/d108/caitodom/?action=view&amp;current=DSC03165.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d108/caitodom/DSC03165.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not fall in my families footsteps as far as photography goes!  Please ignore the amature-ness of my pics!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s34.photobucket.com/albums/d108/caitodom/?action=view&amp;current=DSC03168.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d108/caitodom/DSC03168.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s34.photobucket.com/albums/d108/caitodom/?action=view&amp;current=DSC03169.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d108/caitodom/DSC03169.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s34.photobucket.com/albums/d108/caitodom/?action=view&amp;current=DSC03170.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d108/caitodom/DSC03170.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s34.photobucket.com/albums/d108/caitodom/?action=view&amp;current=DSC03174.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d108/caitodom/DSC03174.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s34.photobucket.com/albums/d108/caitodom/?action=view&amp;current=DSC03175.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d108/caitodom/DSC03175.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s34.photobucket.com/albums/d108/caitodom/?action=view&amp;current=DSC03176.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d108/caitodom/DSC03176.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-1329724969893454708?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/1329724969893454708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2008/09/utah-state-fair.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/1329724969893454708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/1329724969893454708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2008/09/utah-state-fair.html' title='Utah State Fair'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-4938153835580634053</id><published>2008-09-13T14:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T15:36:41.016-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a Serial Car Owner!</title><content type='html'>So I started to think about ALL of the cars I've owned over the years and it's a lota cars! I didn't necessarily purchase all of these vehicles, some I bought, some were given to me, some I borrowed until I broke them. lol. Hope ya enjoy the journey of my MANY cars!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st we have the 1990 Crysler Lebaron. This is the vehicle I learned to drive in. :) My dad let me use this until I bought my own car. And even though I eventually did he ended up giving the Lebaron to my ex-husband Chad when his car broke down. This car holds lots of fond memories for me. :) My friends called it the red baron. I think Chad drove it till it died. Mine had more sun damage and kinda a dirty roof...but I loved it! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s34.photobucket.com/albums/d108/caitodom/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1991-chrysler-lebaron.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d108/caitodom/1991-chrysler-lebaron.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up is my 1995 Ford Escort that I bought with my very own money at the age of 16 I believe. :) Mine was Barney purple with some sparkles. lol. LOVED this car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s34.photobucket.com/albums/d108/caitodom/?action=view&amp;amp;current=800px-1997-99_Ford_Escort_wagon.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d108/caitodom/800px-1997-99_Ford_Escort_wagon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came the 1998 Dodge Dakota Sport. This was never my vehicle but my dad let me use it when my ford went to crap. I drove the dodge until I threw a rod...who knew you had to change the oil??? lol...I learned a big lesson that day. My dad's was red with big tires...It was awesome! REST IN PEACE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s34.photobucket.com/albums/d108/caitodom/?action=view&amp;amp;current=dodgedakota.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d108/caitodom/dodgedakota.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then comes the dreaded but loved Mini Van. When Chad &amp;amp; I engaged his parents gave us the van for reliable transportation. We even honey mooned in this van! :) Ours was green and kinda smelled funny...but it ran great! Eventually we bought our own vehicles and gave the van back to his parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s34.photobucket.com/albums/d108/caitodom/?action=view&amp;amp;current=800px-Mercury_Villager.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d108/caitodom/800px-Mercury_Villager.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my Brother in law Ed owned a tow yard in JB, FL and I swung by one day and fell in love with a hunk of junk! :) My first 5 speed...a 1990 Nissan 240sx. OMG, I loved this car even though it smelled like gas and every time I shifted gears a HUGE puff of white smoke flew out of the tail pipe. lol. I kept this car for about 8 or 9 months...pretty much until it died on me. Mine was a maroon color with sun damage and bumpin' system in the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s34.photobucket.com/albums/d108/caitodom/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1990-94-Nissan-240SX-92809071990112.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d108/caitodom/1990-94-Nissan-240SX-92809071990112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once Chad &amp;amp; I knew the 240 was on it's last leg we decided to get a BRAND NEW car!! We bought our very first reliable car!! lol. A brand new 2003 Kia Optima. Ours was white and only had 24 miles on it when we purchased!! He kept that in the divorce but traded it in when we were still going through our divorce for an escalade. LOL-sucks to be him with the gas prices the way they are. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s34.photobucket.com/albums/d108/caitodom/?action=view&amp;amp;current=2003_kia_optima_6153-E.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d108/caitodom/2003_kia_optima_6153-E.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were still married, he finally gave in and agreed to buy me a new car so I didn't have to drive the 240 anymore. I bought my very own brand new 2005 Mistubishi Lancer. I was soooo excited! It had 100 miles on it when I purchased it, had the new car smell (instead of the oil smell), and was a 5 speed that shifted sooo smooth. I showed this car off like it was a 150K vehicle. :) My baby was hit by my friends boat propeller...but was fixed up like new. :) THEN-my dumb ass fell asleep at the wheel, flipped the car, and totalled it. I guess in the long run it was a good thing though b/c that was the only thing tying me to my ex-hubby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s34.photobucket.com/albums/d108/caitodom/?action=view&amp;amp;current=2004_mitsubishi_lancer_32405-E.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d108/caitodom/2004_mitsubishi_lancer_32405-E.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After flipping that car, I went on with my life and found my true love...a 2003 Volkswagon GTI. Yes, that is a turbo engine. :) I seriously LOVED this car. I cleaned her every weekend, never ate in her, and spent most of my time with her! ;) But once again, bad decision on my part of not paying my car payment for umm...6 months. LOL-she got repoed and I miss her tons!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s34.photobucket.com/albums/d108/caitodom/?action=view&amp;amp;current=GTI.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d108/caitodom/GTI.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this brings me to my wonderful mom &amp;amp; dad who have done soooo much to help me in my 23 years of existance. My dad bought a 2001 Jeep Grand Cherokee for me to use until I got back on my feet and could afford my own car. I never really got "back on my feet" so eventually he traded in the Jeep that has some mechanical issues and that brings me to my next Love. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s34.photobucket.com/albums/d108/caitodom/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Jeep.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d108/caitodom/Jeep.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A classic worth millions I'm sure!  A 1987 Toyota Camry.  LOL-yeah I bet you weren't expecting that!  lol.  Although, I'm a brat and wanted a nice car I've really grown to love my car.  It might be just a few years shy of my age but this car is bomb.  It drives great, gets great gas millage, and the heater works GREAT.  :)  I thought it would be really funny to take sexy pictures with my car like ppl do with their 200k cars.  I haven't done it, and probably won't but it was a funny thought.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s34.photobucket.com/albums/d108/caitodom/?action=view&amp;current=800px-2nd_Toyota_Camry_.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d108/caitodom/800px-2nd_Toyota_Camry_.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I hope you enjoyed the journey of my cars!  In case you were wondering, I've had 10 cars in the 7 years I've been driving.  LOL-I wasn't kidding when I said I was a serial car owner!  :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-4938153835580634053?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/4938153835580634053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-serial-car-owner.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/4938153835580634053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/4938153835580634053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-serial-car-owner.html' title='I&apos;m a Serial Car Owner!'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-9158767242945861243</id><published>2008-08-31T15:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T15:50:37.883-06:00</updated><title type='text'>You know your NOT from Utah if:</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;The smell of cow poo in the morning disgusts you.&lt;br /&gt;You start your last name of with Mr. or Ms. instead of Sister or Brother.&lt;br /&gt;You are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;surprised&lt;/span&gt; when last call is at 12am!!&lt;br /&gt;You lock your car and home all the time.&lt;br /&gt;You pronounce Utah like it sounds NOT &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Utaw&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;You have no idea what visiting teachers are.&lt;br /&gt;You hit a deer and think it's a goat &lt;--yes, I made that mistake. You are the ONLY person looking for something to do on Sunday other than go to church. You don't have the stick figure family bumper stickers. You can't judge where you are by looking at the mountains. You cut someone off and they smile &amp;amp; wave instead of flicking you off because they think they will see you at church on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt;. You say "flick off" instead of "flip off". You don't realize you can get sunburned because you didn't realize it was the desert! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. Your name isn't one out of the bible. You are 23 and still haven't had any children. You are surprised that Utah has the most ridiculous liquor laws but your children can sit at a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;restaurant&lt;/span&gt; bar and go into a liquor store?!? You have tasted good food. You don't use the sayings "Oh my Hell", "Fudge", "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Frickin&lt;/span&gt;", or "Gosh Dang It". You never heard of the saying "Jack Mormon". And last but not least, You don't fit in ANYWHERE! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;lol&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/6100510779430425375-9158767242945861243?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/9158767242945861243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2008/08/you-know-your-not-from-utah-if.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/9158767242945861243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/9158767242945861243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2008/08/you-know-your-not-from-utah-if.html' title='You know your NOT from Utah if:'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-4347675209684200083</id><published>2008-08-31T15:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T15:35:12.631-06:00</updated><title type='text'>You Know Your From South Florida If:</title><content type='html'>So Leslie posted this on her blog too...but it's hilarious so here ya go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never use an umbrella because you know the rain will be over in five minutes. A good parking place has nothing to do with distance from the store, but everything to do with shade. You can tell the difference between fire ant bites and mosquito bites. You're younger than thirty but some of your friends are over 65. Anything under 70 is chilly. You've driven through Yeehaw Junction. You could swim before you could read. You have to drive north to get to The South. You know that no other grocery store can compare to Publix. Every other house in your neighborhood had blue roofs in 2004-2005. You've gotten out of school early on Halloween to trick or treat before it got dark. You know that anything under a Category 3 just isn't worth waking up for.You dread love bug season.You are on a first name basis with the Hurricane list. They aren't Hurricane Charley, Hurricane Frances...but Charley , Frances , Ivan and Jeanne.You know what a snowbird is and when they'll leave.You think a six-foot alligator is actually pretty average.You were twelve before you ever saw snow, or you still haven't.'Down South' means Key West.You think New York drivers licenses should only be valid in New York . Flip-flops are everyday wear. Shoes are for business meetings and church. Sweet tea can be served at any meal. An alligator once walked through your neighborhood. You smirk when a game show's 'Grand Prize' is a trip or cruise to Florida. You measure distance in minutes. You have a drawer full of bathing suits, and one sweatshirt. You get annoyed at the tourists who feed seagulls. A mountain is any hill 100 feet above sea level. You think everyone from a bigger city has a northern accent. You know the four seasons really are: hurricane season, love bug season, tourist season and summer. Anything under 95 is just warm. You've hosted a hurricane party. You go to a theme park for an afternoon, and know when to get on the best rides. You can pronounce Okeechobee, Kissimmee , Ichnatucknee and Withlacoochee You understand why it's better to have a friend with a boat, than have a boat yourself. Bumper stickers on the pickup in front of you include: various fish, NRA, NASCAR, Go Gators, and a confederate flag. You were 5 before you realized they made houses without pools. You were 25 when you first met someone who couldn't swim. You've worn shorts and used the A/C on Christmas. You recognize Miami as ' Northern Cuba&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-4347675209684200083?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/4347675209684200083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2008/08/you-know-your-from-south-florida-if.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/4347675209684200083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/4347675209684200083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2008/08/you-know-your-from-south-florida-if.html' title='You Know Your From South Florida If:'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-2128788436823036013</id><published>2008-08-23T12:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T13:19:12.028-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Most Dreadfull Thing Known To Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Job Hunting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, once again, I'm on the job Hunt. Job Hunting has to be top 3 of the most dreaded things I must go through in life! In my personal Hell I would have to watch Bring It On over and over and over, go Shopping for days, and &lt;u&gt;JOB HUNT&lt;/u&gt;! lol. I've put together the top 7 reasons job hunting is soooo terrible. Hope you enjoy!! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. &lt;u&gt;Looking&lt;/u&gt;-Sitting in front of a computer for hours on end looking at different job web sites might be &lt;em&gt;your&lt;/em&gt; idea of fun but it surely isn't mine! lol. The stupid search fields on the Internet don't even work! If I was to put in SLC, UT as the location &amp;amp; Clerical/Administration as the search criteria, do ya wanna know what I'm going to get??? Park City, Ogden, maybe even St. George as the area &amp;amp; secret shopper criteria! lol-How the hell does that match what I entered! Or even worse is looking in the Sunday News Paper! Circling jobs, writing fax numbers or e-mail address down, and getting black ink all over your fingers! LAME-O! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. &lt;u&gt;Sending Resumes&lt;/u&gt;-After sending so many stinkin' e-mails I'm the idiot that sometimes forgets to attach my stinkin' resume! And then I don't necessarily want to send a potential Employer a 2ND e-mail that says "Hey, I'm an assbag and I forgot to attach my resume! I swear I'm normally really detail oriented!" lol. I hate faxing resumes as well though. Most companies want a cover page...well what if I'm applying for 40 jobs...I guess I'll just kill 40 trees! Seriously, faxing isn't too bad unless your using a fax machine that was made in 1995 and takes a freakin' hour to send 1 fax! &lt;---Yes, I know from experience! Now the absolute worst type of sending is snail mail. I mean you really want me to SNAIL MAIL in a resume? I might as well just skip those considering they might not get it for a week! lol&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. &lt;u&gt;Setting Up Interviews&lt;/u&gt;-Not really much to say about this other than it's a HUGE pain in my butt! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. &lt;u&gt;Getting Ready For An Interview&lt;/u&gt;-Ugh, I hate getting ready for interviews! I'm never really sure what to wear. Now, let me paint a picture for you of my most recent appearance:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Back in January I chopped my curly hair off super super short and straightened it every day. Well, now it's grown out to a little longer than shoulder length and it pretty much looks like crap straight or curly! lol-Curly, I look like I'm eh, maybe 15 &amp;amp; straight, I look like I just straightened an extremely curly hair do! My good friend/hairdresser Lindsay put screaming BLOND panels in my hair about 2 months ago and I didn't keep up with them so now I have fried curly brown hair with grown out blond in it! And for the last detail of my god awful ugly appearance...I have a lip ring STUCK in my lip! lol...maybe know u can understand why I hate getting ready for interviews!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. &lt;u&gt;Interviewing&lt;/u&gt;-Now there are two types of interviews companies like to do now-a-days: Phone Interviews &amp;amp; Regular 'ol Interviews. Phone interviews are interesting. Sometimes the Interviewer will just get to know ya and see if they like your personality enough to invite ya to a real interview. And sometimes they ask you a bazillion crazy questions that your really not sure how to answer...FUN TIMES! Regular interviews are ones that I prefer but don't necessarily enjoy. I was once asked in an interview to sell them my least favorite veggie?! lol. I tend to clam up, get really sweaty palms (not the most attractive thing when you shake the employers hand!!), and give the &lt;em&gt;stupidest&lt;/em&gt; answers to their questions! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6. &lt;u&gt;2ND Interviews&lt;/u&gt;-You might say "Wait a minute Cait, 2ND interviews are great! That means they are interested in you!" But I would beg to differ! A 2ND interview is just that...a 2ND interview. It doesn't guarantee you a spot with the company nor does it mean that they YOU are the person they will hire! 2ND interviews all in all are just kinda deflating!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7. &lt;u&gt;The Waiting Game&lt;/u&gt;-This is by far the worst part of Job Hunting! Ya might think you did great in an interview. You might really, really want the job! But the words "Well, we have a few more interviews that we need to do but we'll call you by the end of the week" make me cringe! The worst is when companies say they'll let ya know by the end of the week and then NEVER contact you back. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All-In-All, job hunting is just deflating, depressing, and kinda ruins your self-esteem! So if any of you bloggers out there just want to hand me a job on a silver platter...please feel free to contact me! ;) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-2128788436823036013?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/2128788436823036013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2008/08/most-dreadfull-thing-known-to-me.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/2128788436823036013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/2128788436823036013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2008/08/most-dreadfull-thing-known-to-me.html' title='The Most Dreadfull Thing Known To Me'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-8741944069145757605</id><published>2008-08-19T22:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T23:13:13.567-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts on Sad Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've been kinda down the past few weeks and writing is a release for me. These are just random thoughts &amp;amp; comments I have on nothing particular but very particular-all at the same time! My style of writing is kinda all over the place in this blog; Read further if you'd like. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always seemed to live in a bubble. In my bubble people are kind, loving, and honest people. There is no war. People are not killing each other just to kill. There are no financial problems. And friends are friends forever; they don't stab each other in the back. Unfortunately for me, I lived in this bubble for close to 21 years! Sounds silly that I would be so naive but it's true. That being said the past 2 or 3 years I've been figuring out how people, friends, and life really are! So, here is my outlook on a few things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;LOVE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was a little girl I thought that once I hit a certain age I would find a perfect man, fall in love, and get married. And then I hit my teen years...and like the switch of a light, I just stopped believing in love. I look back now on my failed marriage and I don't know if I loved him or if I loved the &lt;u&gt;thought&lt;/u&gt; of being in love. I would give anything to be find someone to love me the way my parents love each other. I think that the word love is all too commonly &lt;u&gt;used&lt;/u&gt; but not meant. I can honestly say that I only tell people I love them if I REALLY do! It has always been really easy for me to tell my friends and family that I love them but boyfriends...waaay hard. I have built such a wall around my heart that it's hard for me to even CARE about someone let alone LOVE someone. I'm not sure I'm capable of loving a man the way I do in my day dreams. I think that love has almost become a trend. Something that is "cool" for a while and then tossed to the curb like a piece of garbage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Marriage&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Wow, what a crock of (I guess I'll keep it PG) crap! Marriage has become nothing more than a piece of paper. People compare marriage to funerals...I've been guilty of doing so. But why is it that over the generations marriage has become such taboo? I have walked down the aisle once. We were young, we fought, and instead of working through our problems we simply got divorced. I don't believe my ex and I were soul mates and we probably jumped the gun on the whole marriage thing BUT it's sad that divorce was no big thing and was so easily done. And why is it that us women and sometimes men feel the need to get married soo young or soo soon! Is 3 months of knowing someone really long enough?!? I know a man who lived with his ex for over 2 years, got married, and lasted less than 6 months!? Why is that? Do people really change &lt;em&gt;that &lt;/em&gt;much when we get married? Do people get married just to say they are married? Is getting married really &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; important? Are people really capable of loving just 1 person, and spending the rest of their lives with that 1 person? I probably won't ever really know the answers to my questions but these are some things to think about before you tie the knot. I personally don't ever want to re-marry but hopefully there is hope for the romantics out there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Trust, Lies, &amp;amp; Cheating&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At a very young age I learned that trust is not something that is given but earned. As a young teen, I had friend after friend stab me in the back. I was by no means perfect but once stabbed in the back I could never bring myself to do so to &lt;strong&gt;anyone!&lt;/strong&gt; I've never trusted people in general but it's sad when you can't even trust your friends. I have a total of maybe 3 friends that I can guinuenly trust...that's just sad! lol. The reason my circle of trusted friends is so small leads me to lies. Why is it that lying is SOOOO much easier than telling the truth. I personally would rather hear the truth and cry or be upset than be lied to! I have told this to friends &amp;amp; boyfriends time and time again but still I am constantly lied to. Maybe it's because I am naive? And if it's so easy to lie to someone that cares, loves, or trusts you it must be really easy to cheat. I think cheating is the most disgusting/terrible thing you could ever do to someone. Is it really so hard to tell your spouse or significant other that you are interested in someone else and no longer pursue a relationship??? I once read an article about why it is so hard for men/women to stay faithful now-a-days. Here is the Cliffs Notes Version: Men/Women do not save them selves for marriage anymore. Therefore, they have "test drove other cars" and know the difference between each "car". So when they are unsatisfied with one "car" why not go back to another one or why not test drive another one just to &lt;em&gt;see &lt;/em&gt;if it's better. How sad but true is that! As much as I've prided myself on not cheating, I have been cheated on right beneath my nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These few topics are a few I'm most sad about these days. I guess I have too much time on my hands in order to constantly think about these subjects! lol. But that's just the way I feel. If you got this far, I hope you enjoyed my random thoughts and feel free to post back your feelings. I'm still learning about this whole blogging thing so bare with me as I learn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Good Night!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-8741944069145757605?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/8741944069145757605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2008/08/ive-been-kinda-down-past-few-weeks-and.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/8741944069145757605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/8741944069145757605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2008/08/ive-been-kinda-down-past-few-weeks-and.html' title='Thoughts on Sad Days'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6100510779430425375.post-7550385815651519664</id><published>2008-08-19T22:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T22:14:34.825-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Why...Because I Can</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone in the blogging world, family, &amp;amp; friends! I've decided to start blogging, well, because I can! :) I have a lot going on in my life right now and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;writing&lt;/span&gt; or typing tends to help me release my stress! I'm not really here for anyone but me. This blog is for me...to vent, share pictures, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;umm&lt;/span&gt;..VENT. Hope you enjoy the randomness of my personality and the scatterbrained-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ness&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;--is that even a word??) of my blogs.                                                                                                                                                                           &lt;a href="http://s34.photobucket.com/albums/d108/caitodom/?action=view&amp;amp;current=16300012.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i34.photobucket.com/albums/d108/caitodom/16300012.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6100510779430425375-7550385815651519664?l=caitbait561.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/feeds/7550385815651519664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2008/08/whybecause-i-can.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/7550385815651519664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6100510779430425375/posts/default/7550385815651519664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caitbait561.blogspot.com/2008/08/whybecause-i-can.html' title='Why...Because I Can'/><author><name>Cait Bait</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049962160977632472</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9HTFRuLND78/SKubXNhg4GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YwBOz3mb-QM/S220/PC250033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
